Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming didn't know his name. He only knew that the others called him Captain Zhang and also called him that.    

After this period of contact, captain Zhang was still considered not bad.    

At least it was fair and fair, and he wouldn't be biased towards anyone.    

In the beginning, captain Zhang had let him go to the center of the team, so he had clearly stated his grudge with Chu Xiao.    

Captain Zhang didn't force him, and let him stay at the back of the team.    

Now, he could clearly feel that the entire team was more cautious, so Qin Ming did not insist.    

Right now, the Martial Cultivator merchants' nerves were tense, and they were not in a good mood. Qin Ming believed that Chu Xiao would not find trouble for the guards of the merchant group at a time like this.    

If that was the case, chu Xiao would very likely be chased out of the caravan.    

This place was already far away from the Yuan Tribe. Qin Ming felt that there were groups of Martial Cultivator surrounding him that had malicious intentions.    

Anyone who acted alone could be treated as prey by them.    

Qin Ming actually hoped that Chu Xiao could find trouble with him.    

If Chu Xiao really attacked him, Qin Ming could take the opportunity to make things worse and chase Chu Xiao out.    

Although Chu Xiao was stronger than him, it was not an easy task to kill him.    

Qin Ming was confident that he could fight Chu Xiao for more than a hundred rounds.    

Chu Xiao did not have the ability to kill him with one strike, so he could not kill him in public. Therefore, in the caravan, Qin Ming would not worry about Chu Xiao.    

Chu Xiao seemed to know this as well. He only snorted coldly and didn't attack, which disappointed Qin Ming.    

Looking at the setting sun in the horizon, Qin Ming sighed. Another day passed.    

At this moment, a group of about a hundred people rode on the Thousand Walking Camel and slowly arrived. Most of them wore black clothes and looked majestic. Before they could get close to the merchant group, they emitted their auras.    

Everyone in the merchant group had serious expressions because most of them had reached the Late True Dragon Realm. The other Martial Cultivator had the lowest cultivation at the Mid True Dragon Realm.    

Although their combat strength could not compare to the merchant group, no one knew what the consequences would be if they fought in the end.    

Don't forget... There were also some Martial Cultivator that were eyeing them covetously from the outer perimeter.    

"Elder Qi, we meet again." In the group of a hundred martial artists, a burly man was carrying a thick purple axe. He walked to the front of the group and said with a loud laugh.    

Obviously, he knew the people of the caravan.    

Elder Qi was the leader of the caravan. Elder Qi was not the strongest person in the caravan, but he had the most prestige.    

"Haha, so it's Brother Qing. I haven't seen you in so many years. How have you been?" Elder Qi walked forward with a big laugh and cupped his hands.    

When they heard Elder Qi call out the burly man's name, the Martial Cultivator merchants all heaved a sigh of relief.    

Since they knew each other, they would most likely not be able to fight.    

The merchant caravan didn't want to fight, once they fought, they would die.    

If the Martial Cultivator that joined the group died, the merchant group would be responsible for paying the consolation money.    

"Looks like we should be able to get there by giving some blackstones." Old Liu, who had walked past a few cities, said in a solemn voice, "The caravan doesn't want to fight, and those people don't want to fight either."    

"The strength of both sides is about the same. One side wants to pass through here, and the other side doesn't want to let us, these fat sheep, go. They don't want to fight. Giving Blackstone face is giving him face, and at the same time, giving his subordinates face."    

Sure enough, as Old Liu had expected, qin Ming saw Elder Qi take out a black bag and handed it to the burly man.    

The big man weighed it for a moment and smiled with satisfaction. He waved his hand and left with his men.