Life script: My monitor lizard is the emperor!

"Set up camp!"

A caravan guard in black clothes galloped across the road on horseback.

Fang Zhen lifted the curtain and got out of the car, watching the sky gradually darken.

The bright moon hanging high is looming.

"It's the third day, and there are still four days, so it's almost time."

I thought about it.

He looked at the rest of the carriages, people in various costumes got off.

There are wealthy businessmen, civilians, practitioners, and traders.

Although there are only about a hundred people, they include all industries of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This team of carriages is composed of several small caravans.

Hug each other for warmth.

In order to reach their destination safely, those civilians pay money and get on the bus.

After all, the world is not safe.

There are still guards around the city, or the big families inside sometimes sweep up bandits and robbers.

The vicinity of the city is not safe, how dare these businessmen go there.

Don't underestimate these vendors, they drive the city's economy.

But outside the city, the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

No one will know when you are dead.

Naturally, many low-level practitioners formed robbers in order to rob cultivation resources.

There are even some poor villages, where villagers volunteer to go to the mountains to become bandits.

There are too many folk forces in various sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they are chaotic.

It has no power to control it at all, so it can only send troops to guard the important cities and official roads of the imperial city.

Not to mention the Great Zhou Dynasty, almost all of the Emperor Sky Continent was like this.

This knowledge was learned from chatting with Li Ruoyan's brother and sister these days.

After listening to Fang Zhen, he felt that it was a fantasy world.

It is inevitable that the great power of the individual belongs to himself.

Even in some periods of starfish, this kind of personal force is not outstanding in the world.

Everything is in chaos, not to mention a fantasy world where supernatural powers can easily kill thousands of people.

"Young master, come and have dinner with us."

Li Ruoyan waved to Fang Zhen in a crowd of people.

In the past few days, he has not eaten dry food.

Instead, they ate with Li Ruoyan and the others.

Turning his head and entering the carriage, he looked at Chen An with his eyes closed.

Shouted: "Old Chen, it's time to eat."

Chen An opened his eyes, with a trace of impatience in his eyes.

"No."

He closed his eyes and practiced.

Fang Zhen was helpless, and he didn't want to ask Mr. Chen to eat.

But Mr. Chen didn't go out to eat for too many days, and lied to Li Ruoyan and others to eat dry food every day.

Li Ruoyan and the others felt that this old man was very strange.

Before getting into the car, Fang Zhen introduced that Mr. Chen was the old housekeeper who took care of him growing up.

Li Ruoyan invited him to dinner every day, so naturally he couldn't leave Mr. Chen behind.

He didn't want Chen Laoshi's supernatural powers to be exposed.

You must know that in this world, the supernatural powers are truly strong.

Create a family that can shock one side.

At least occupying a large city is no problem.

The characteristics of the supernatural powers are also obvious.

The first flight, the second can almost do months without eating.

And strong warriors can go without food for several days.

But it will gradually weaken, and the warrior is still a mortal body after all.

So no one, will skip meals.

Mr. Chen ate dry food for three consecutive days, which already puzzled Li Ruoyan and the others.

Do not eat delicious food, like to eat dry food.

It's really puzzling.

"Mr. Chen, sell me some face and go out for a meal."

"You don't want everyone to know that you are a supernatural power?"

Chen An was speechless, and opened his eyes again.

"So what if they know?"

"Hey, okay, okay, who told us to bet."

Chen An got up and got out of the carriage for the first time.

Fang Zhen smiled, even if Mr. Chen didn't like to listen to his own words now.

Also slowly adapting.

The two went to the lively bonfire, only Li Yan and the other three.

In fact, there were not only three of them. Last time Li Yan took someone to repair the carriage.

And buy some hay for the horses etc.

So only Li Ruoyan and the other two talked about exotic animal medicinal materials.

Because he bought it a few times, Li Yan let his sister go there.

Who knew there would be an accident.

"Sit down son."

Li Zhu consciously took out a piece of cloth, put it on the ground, and gave it to Fang Zhen and the others.

Li Yan looked curiously at the expressionless old man behind Fang Zhen.

Except for seeing him in the car on the first day, the old man never came out, which made them curious.

This son's old butler is really strange.

"Master, old man, this is hot soup, drink it to warm up your body."

"The temperature difference between day and night is huge now."

Li Ruoyan gently handed over a porcelain bowl, and the dim yellow hot water inside was boiling and steaming.

Not sure what to do.

"Thank you."

Fang Zhen took it and turned to Old Chen.

After taking a bowl, savor and drink slowly.

Apart from the smell, it was bland.

"My lord, I'm very curious, where are you from?"

Li Ruoyan stared at Fang Zhen with interest.

She found that this young man had some gestures and expressions on weekdays, or he was used to it.

It's not like a big Zhou person at all.

"secret."

Fang Zhen smiled mysteriously.

He didn't say he was from Rock City, which he obviously wasn't.

When joining the outer sect, it was just perfunctory.

Residents who really live near Rock City can see that he is a fake in minutes.

The less you say, the less problems you expose.

"It's the little girl who is being abrupt."

A look of disappointment flashed in Li Ruoyan's eyes.

"I said, son, no one is willing to expose it. Are you being too careful?"

"Are you the prince of a certain dynasty?"

Li Zhu, the maid beside Li Ruoyan, pouted and muttered.

In the past few days, the lady has been very concerned about this young man.

As a result, Fang Zhen prevaricates every time there are some questions.

She couldn't stand it anymore.

Fang Zhen was stunned speechless.

He can't say that he is not from this world, can he?

Suddenly, a panicked cry came from ahead.

"Come on, come on, the thieves are coming!"

Suddenly everyone turned pale with fright and hurriedly gathered together, men with weapons.

Just standing in front of the old woman with a weapon in hand.

Those caravan guards consciously stood at the front.

No wonder they are like this, thieves are a group of itinerant robbers.

If they are bandits, just pay some money and let them go.

Almost all bandits will not be killed all at once.

They also know how to flow.

The thieves are a group of lunatics, wherever they go, they will kill them.

Their whereabouts are erratic, and they don't need to care about the steady flow of water.

Caravans are more willing to deal with bandits.

In the darkness ahead, a group of black horses appeared in front of everyone riding black horses.

The two sides looked at each other and seemed to be measuring their strength.

"We should be fine, there are a lot of people on the other side."

"It means that the level of martial arts is not too high."

"We have a lot of people here."

"If the other side doesn't want to hurt both sides, at most let us pay some money."

The experienced Li Yan glanced at the number of thieves on the opposite side, and said with a relaxed expression.

Fang Zhen looked at Li Yan in surprise, but he didn't expect him to analyze the result so quickly.

It's really something.

He looked at a bald man with a scarred face in front of the thieves.

Pupils emerge 【Life Script】

【Name】: Boss Lu
【Age】: 70
[Boundary]: The initial stage of blood exchange
【Number of Destiny】: Life in waves (yellow)
[Life Script]: An orphan born in Lujia Village, unable to afford food, went to the city to beg for food.

He was accepted as a handyman by a martial arts school, and worked as a handyman for ten years, learning martial arts secretly.

Then he left the martial arts hall and joined the bandits.

Decades of success on the boss.

When he was a hundred years old, he left the bandit stronghold safely and went to live in a city relying on years of savings.

In his later years, he died of recurrence of hidden wounds in battles all the year round.

[Recent turning point]: Today, during the day, I got a fragment of the Emperor Soldier.