Ye Fan could definitely see that these saddles were usually well maintained, but there were no horses around.
Thinking about it, you can know that this old man must have been particularly fond of horses when he was young, but later he had no more saddles to use, so he treasured all these saddles.
At this time, the old man said calmly: "The saddles are all here. If you like them, you can choose a few sets at will, and I will give them to you!"
Ye Fan is not polite. To be polite would seem fake. These saddles are exactly what he needs now.
Why not just pick up a few sets here and leave some money for the old man later, just like buying all these saddles.
Soon, Ye Fan selected several sets of saddles.
The old man also expressed admiration for Ye Fan's gaze, laughed and said: "It seems that you are also a person who knows horses well. These sets of saddles you chose were all my favorites. These saddles are all made of lion skin.
, it is very strong and very soft, and the horse will feel particularly good when using it!"
Ye Fan also felt that the sets of saddles he chose were very good.
He casually took out some money, put it in front of the old man, and said calmly: "No reward, no reward, I can't get these saddles from you for nothing. You take the money and treat it as if I bought these saddles."
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The old man shook his head and said generously: "I said I gave it to you, and I just wanted to give it to you. I never said I would sell it to you. Although these saddles of mine are not valuable things,
But I have treasured it for many years. Many people wanted to buy it before, but I never sold it!"
The more he talked about it, the weirder it became, and Ye Fan also asked doubtfully: "Since you don't want to sell it, why did you give it to me?"
This question actually asked about the old man's psychology. Lao She's wife had wanted to say it before, but she never had the chance.
Now that Ye Fan asked about this, it just gave him a chance to speak.
The old man asked Ye Fan to sit down, and then said: "This young hero, I can give you the saddle, but I need you to do me a favor. I wonder if the young hero can agree?"
"I can help, but it depends on how much I can help. I'm very pressed for time right now, so why don't you tell me first and let me listen!" Ye Fan also made a note for himself. He couldn't help with everything. See if he can
Let’s talk about it later.
Because there are many strange people in the wild continent. I don’t know what kind of strange requests he will make, so I’d better listen to them first.
The old man followed up and said: "Actually, this favor is very simple. I saw the young knight before who was very talented and full of aura. He must be a cultivator. I would like to ask everyone to help me save someone. This person is my daughter. Her name is Mu Wanluo.
, a few days ago, it was robbed by a group of robbers nearby!"
"The people in the tribe also tried to save her, but they all failed. A few people were injured because of this. Those bandits are really disgusting. They have been here, robbing whatever they see. If it is...
Forget about other things, but this time they took away Wanluo. I really can't think of any other way. I can only ask the young hero for help. If the young hero can rescue my daughter, these saddles
I will give them all to you, and I also ask the young hero to do this for me!"
When he said this, the old man knelt down at Ye Fan's feet, kowtowed and begged.
Ye Fan hurriedly helped him up. Although he didn't want to help because it was a waste of time, he couldn't bear to see the old man because his daughter was taken away by robbers and she was in pain.
Poor parents in the world, this sentence is not wrong at all.
Since he had taken his saddle and was just a group of bandits, Ye Fan thought about it and nodded in agreement.
It won't take long to deal with a group of bandits, and now that I have Jueying, I can get back the wasted time, so there's no problem.
He said arrogantly: "I can help you with this. Tell me now, where are those bandits? I will go over and rescue your daughter now!"
The old man stood up hurriedly, took out a map, pointed to a mountain col and said: "They are here. There are dozens of them. They have been running rampant here for more than ten years. Our tribe was bullied by them and could not develop at all. Originally,
We just want to give up here and live somewhere else, but this is our home, where can we go?"
"We also found a few cultivators before, but those cultivators were no match for this group of bandits. The leader of the bandits was called Yidianxue. He was a very powerful person. I heard from other cultivators that his current cultivators
The level is at the late stage of Jindan. Although I don’t understand these cultivation things, I think it should be very powerful!"
"You must be careful with this young hero. If you really can't save him, then forget it. But you must not let the young hero make any mistakes, otherwise I will feel very sorry!"
Ye Fan laughed and said disdainfully: "If there is really a powerful person, I will be very happy, but so far, I have never been able to find such a person. They are just late-stage Jindan people. I will go and see them first."
Let’s take a look and talk about it later!”
People in the tribe also knew that Ye Fan wanted to help the old man rescue his daughter, and they all came to the wooden house one after another.
Everyone kept sending Ye Fan out of the tribe, telling Ye Fan to be careful all the way.
Ye Fan felt that it was particularly ridiculous. These people may not know their own strength, or they may be frightened by the group of bandits.
No wonder they are like this. After all, in the wild continent, bandits are the most hateful profession. In order to survive, these people will rob everything, even murder without batting an eye. Many people died in the hands of bandits.
Ever since I came to the wild continent, I have killed countless bandits, but I still can't stop killing them.
It's better to set a goal for yourself. If you see a robber in the future, kill him immediately and see how many people dare to become robbers.
Soon, Ye Fan came to the mountain col. Looking from a distance, the mountain col was still brightly lit. In addition to a large mountain village, there were many checkpoints and offensives.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Ye Fan shook his head helplessly.
This group of bandits has been here for many years and has obviously developed into a tribe.
He also carried out so many defensive offensives, simply treating himself as a local emperor.
Ye Fan swaggered to the gate of the village and said calmly to the few armed bandits above: "Open the door for me, you bandits!"