And so did the young man with the shoulder on his side. His sword clanged out of its sheath, and he looked at Jiang Huan nervously.
Only the girl on her side looked up and down at Jiang Huan curiously. In a short time, her expression changed from curiosity to disappointment.
The three of them boast that they are disciples of the Imperial College in the capital city. Although they can't rank in the college, they must be No. 1 experts when they come to the barren West.
But Jiang Huan's face is also pretty and endurable. But the scar that runs through the whole face, some young people with terrible scenery, can quietly appear behind the three of them. It can be seen that their accomplishments are not low.
But after exploring for a long time, the three people who couldn't feel a breath on Jiang Huan couldn't help thinking that there were only two possibilities.
First, the cultivation realm of this person is higher than that of them.
Second, there is no vitality in this man's body. To be frank, he is just an ordinary person who does not enter the martial arts. As a result, they failed to explore Jiang Huan's realm and to find his sudden appearance.
Finally, the three looked at each other and agreed that it should be the second possibility.
In such a desolate place in the west, if there are experts and strong people, they must be old monsters of hundreds of years. They don't believe that the young generation in the West will be better than them.
Jiang Huan was wearing the most common grey linen clothes, black and white long hair was also scattered, there was no valuable jade hairpin bunched together, there was no valuable thing to hold up, any one of the three took off his shoes to sell, and could buy him decent clothes.
Especially when he was carrying a burden, he must be an ordinary person who didn't even know what the storage ring was.
There's no doubt about western barbarians.
Jiang Huan, who is still standing at the same place, does not know that these three young people from the capital, like him, have defined him as a Western man.
Not long ago, the young man surnamed Xu was still puzzled and said to himself that he looked familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen him.
Shaking his head, he stepped forward. The man beside him and the girl were stunned. Then they put away their energy and weapons and moved forward together.
The three men came to Jiang Huan, who smiled and bowed.
"In Xiajiang, I don't know where you are from, but I want to find the Royal Tomb of Chu."
When the voice fell, the girl disdained a smile.
"You're quite a villain. I haven't asked you yet. You've given us a lecture first."
"Say, where are you from? Where are you going again? If you are clear, I will send you to hell! "
The corner of Jiang Huan's mouth was drawn. He said that the girl was too domineering.
But in line with the premise of trying not to cause trouble, Jiang Huan can only smile back.
"In Xiajiang, I come from Hexi county. I plan to climb the mountain and look for the tomb of the emperor of Chu. I hope I can get one or two chances, and then I can go to Wudao."
As soon as the voice fell, the woman chuckled out, "just you?! Pull it down. Before you can go up the mountain, you will have to be eaten by fierce beasts. "
"I think you'd better go back to farming earlier, don't think about going up the mountain, or your life will come to an end."
Jiang Huan has no way. They laugh and laugh with them.
However, his smile fell into the eyes of the two people, and became an ignorant smirk.
Before long, Jiang Huan turned to look at the young man named Xu.
He did not despise Jiang Huan as much as the other two.
Because he always thought Jiang Huan was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
At this time, Jiang Huan took the lead in opening up.
"This..."