A week later, Rick and others had walked at least halfway through. They were lucky and did not encounter any attacks from sand thieves or bandits.

Some time ago, Old Wade often heard that the caravans that delivered things to the border troops were often looted. But recently, somehow, the bandits and sand thieves disappeared.

After taking a mouthful of water, Rick moved his right arm that had completely recovered, and was in a pretty good mood.

In a week, Rick's injury to his left arm and body was almost healed.

Fire Poker Yuan's powerful recovery ability has begun to affect Rick's body.

During this period, more than 20 explosive insects were hatched by Rick one after another and collected in decorative boxes.

Rushing the decorative box with a quaint appearance, Rick sighed in his heart. There were two bronze mantras in this box, but they could not be absorbed. The feeling of holding gold bricks to beg for food is really a bit bad.

While pondering, Old Wade sat on the Shatuo beast and suddenly emitted an alarm: "There are people ahead!"

In the desert, encountering humans is generally not a good thing.

Rick looked up and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a large caravan.

Looking from afar, in the boundless desert, a large caravan with at least ten Shatuo beasts and twenty horse beasts were slowly moving forward.

When they saw the large caravan, Rick and others did not come forward rashly. They rushed over in a daze, which may cause misunderstandings from the other party.

Old Wade skillfully called a strong guy, asked him to remove all his weapons, raised his hands and chased after him.

After a moment, the young man looked happy and gasped, and briefly said about the contact he had just now: "The other party said that if he wanted to join the caravan, he would need at least twenty silver tale or goods of equivalent value."

Rick didn't understand this, so he looked at Old Wade directly.

After hearing this, Old Wade calculated the prices recently and nodded: "It's reasonable. Although it's a little higher, it's acceptable."

After saying that, Old Wade stopped expressing his opinion, but looked at Rick and waited for him to make an idea.

Now that I have walked about half the distance, and half the distance below, I am very likely to encounter small sand thieves or bandits, so for safety reasons, Rick decided to join the big caravan.

With Silvertale clearing the way, the caravan checked the authenticity of Rick's caravan and immediately merged Rick's caravan into it.

The one who received Rick and others was the son of the caravan owner, a very rare dark fat man in the desert nation.

Although this guy is chubby and has a reassuring and kind smile on his face, Old Wade, who has a vicious look, came up with the title of "smiling tiger".

"Oh, brother, this guy is pretty good, where can I get the opportunity?" The fat man was communicating business experience with Old Wade. A woman in a black robe walked over not far away.

The wheat-colored skin exudes a bit of beauty sweaty fragrance. Her eyebrows and nose are beautiful, her pink lips and neat teeth. She also has a graceful figure. The three strong guys in the Rick caravan are immediately staring at each other.

This beautiful black pearl exudes a sense of pride all over her body. The sharp and thin chin exposed with her veil always rises slightly, like a proud little swan.

The woman covered her body with a black robe, holding a twisted wooden stick in her hand, and slowly walked to everyone.

The beautiful blue eyes slowly flew past everyone, and when they saw Rick's little white face, a trace of disdain flashed in their eyes.

When the little fat man saw his sister appear, he immediately covered his forehead and smiled helplessly: "My dear sister, how can you stop making trouble?"

The woman snorted coldly, raised her chin, inserted the wooden stick into the soil, and closed her eyes and muttered something.

Rick and others didn't understand what the rules were. They all looked at the fat man who was a normal person.

The little fat man sighed lightly and smiled bitterly: "Please wait, my sister..." As he said this, the little fat man lowered his voice and his eyes turned: "It's a wizard!"

Everyone was shocked!!

Old Wade quickly pulled Tara behind him, looking like he was protecting his calf. The three strong guys who were obsessed with just now were so scared that their faces were pale and they wanted to run away.

That's a great wizard!

Killing people invisibly, turning the world upside down, saving the world and other powerful people!

In short, this kind of similarity has long exceeded the scope that everyone can bear, causing a riot in the Rick caravan.

The little fat man looked as if he had known this embarrassingly, sighed again and explained in a low voice: "Of course, this wizard's name is self-proclaimed."

Everyone suddenly glared at the fat man's explanation of the breathlessness.

With a embarrassed smile, the fat man scratched his head: "Please forgive me, at most I will calculate the less money, you can give half of it."

Hearing that the ten Silver Taler fees could be reduced, the anger on Old Wade's face disappeared immediately with Silver Taler's return.

Looking at the two men who were holding each other's arms and making up again, Rick shook his head funny, and then his eyes fell on the black-robed woman who was still trying to "chant the spell".

From the other party's cherry lips tightly pursed and frowned vigorously, Rick could feel that she was really "chanting the spell" very hard.

Seeing the woman in black robe working hard, Rick couldn't help but sigh. If she hadn't been lucky and had a mysterious voice, she would still be a low-level person now.

Walking slowly to the fat man, Rick raised his eyebrows and said, "Where did her spell come from? Is it true?"

The little fat man leaned over and glanced at his sister. After still chanting the spell seriously, he complained in a low voice: "That is an old beggar who is about to starve to death. The spell he gave to her before he died said that as long as this spell works, she can find a real wizard..."

No wonder the woman in black robe came to "chant the spell" first when she saw someone joining the caravan.

Rick is a serious wizard, but he didn't feel anything unusual. He probably had a black robe cheated.

Sure enough, after a moment, the woman in black robe opened her eyes with a cold face, looked at Rick and others disdainfully, and squeezed out a sentence from her beautiful teeth: "Hmph! A bunch of muggles!"

The little fat man quickly smiled and explained: "She means, 'a group of mortals'."

As a younger brother, the little fat man is immune to most of the weird language that comes out of his sister from time to time and acts as a qualified translator.

The woman in black robe raised her chin and walked proudly towards her horse and beast.

Unlike normal people's horse beasts, the black-robed horse beasts are covered with bottles and jars, and all kinds of colorful things are inside, which look cunning.

Rick's heart moved, and despite the fat man's kindness, he took the initiative to walk towards the woman in black robe.

Because she is the daughter of the caravan owner, the black-robed woman can get a lot of resources for her to tossing, so the bottles and jars are all strange things she collects on weekdays.
Chapter completed!