The cheerful atmosphere of the entire caravan was unprecedentedly high, because with the great **** Zhang Xing, they were no longer worried about the theft of bandits and the attack of Warcraft.
Through understanding, Zhang Xing knew that this trip took three months.
This is the safest route to take. If you draw a straight line from the map, let alone three months, you won't be able to reach Wanli Mountain in one year.
It is even possible that he died halfway.
Those inhospitable places are the world of Warcraft. Among them, there are many high-end Warcrafts. It is said that someone has seen the emergence of eighth-level Warcraft.
Zhang Xing laughed when he heard that, he was not interested in Warcraft, could a bigger Warcraft be bigger than his dragon (Strong Qiang)!
Another flight in a blink of an eye, that night, they reached the middle of the Wolf Valley Basin.
"Everyone trimmed here for two days, walked for a month, and was exhausted."
Bai Feng ordered.
"Brother Zhang Xing, we will rest here every time. This is a stronghold of the caravan, and merchants from the mercenary guild will also rest here."
Bai Feng pointed at the two caravans that were roasting ((rourou) rou) not far away.
Zhang Xing nodded, looking at the large wooden houses around, and the low fence surrounded by rocks.
Many people are clearing weeds and preparing for rest.
Not far away, the two groups of people who were roasting ((rourou) rou) were dressed as mercenaries. Obviously they set off from the mercenary guild and also went to Wanyu Mountain.
In fact, these businessmen are not tired, but they are too lonely and tedious during their business trip.
Everyone except for eating and sleeping every day is flying in the sky.
When they saw Bai Feng and others, they watched nervously for a while, and when they saw their colleagues, they relaxed and continued to eat and drink.
As night fell, cold winds blew from the Wolfbone Basin. The temperature here was already about zero at night, making people feel a little uncomfortable.
With the sound of the wind faintly heard the sound of wolverine howling.
The Wolf Valley Basin, as the name suggests, is the wolf world.
What scares the caravan the most is encountering wolves, especially the powerful wolves. The seventh-tier wolf king leads thousands of fifth- and sixth-tier magic wolves, and countless third- and fourth-tier wolves.
The caravan didn't dare to challenge them, so they had to leave here quickly.
However, once they are followed by the devil wolves, they will chase to the edge of the Wolf Valley Basin, chasing endlessly, and chasing for two months.
Everyone in the caravan did not dare to land, and all activities were completed in the sky, including urination and defecation.
After eating and drinking, the three gangs of caravans lay down beside the campfire to rest.
Not long, there were many people snoring. They had been in business all year round, and they were accustomed to such an environment. They could fall asleep quickly wherever they went.
At about one o'clock in the morning, suddenly, the guards patrolling a few hundred meters away issued an alarm.
The sleeping crowd was awakened by three loud noises.
"Not good! Under circumstances, be ready to fight immediately!"
All of the three caravans were busy. They hurriedly packed up their goods and could take off on a flying mount at any time.
"What's up?" Bai Feng asked out the magic sounding stone.
"Master, there are wolves, and the exact number is not yet known, but at least there are more than a thousand."
One hundred meters away came the news, and Bai Feng's face (color) calmed when he heard it.
She looked at the other two caravans: "We found about two thousand devil wolves to the east and north."
"We also found no less than 2,000 demon wolves to the west and northwest."
"So are we southwest and southeast!"
The captains of the other two caravans spoke with the situation.
They don't need to communicate in advance. At night, they are very acquainted with the area for vigilance.
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