Zhang Yu and Ling Cao, who were looking at them, got hairy in their hearts, and they didn't know how they were exposed.

   "Report, Chief, Commander Qu ordered us to transport the weapons immediately, and the saint should leave Yingchuan ahead of schedule."

   At this time, a yellow turban suddenly came in and reported.

   "You go down first."

   The leader waved Zhang Yu and Ling Cao to go first.

   Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. The yellow scarf leader must have found something, but he is not sure. If he keeps asking, he will definitely find a flaw.

   Zhang Yu didn't know, the leader did find something.

   Mainly because the temperament of Zhang Yu and Ling Cao is very different from that of the Yellow Turban. Although the clothes are the same, there are some things that can't be concealed.

   The leader was just puzzled, but he couldn't be sure. After being interrupted, he didn't continue to pursue it.

   Zhang Yu took the opportunity and hurried out of the warehouse.

"so close."

   Zhang Yu prayed that in the future, don't meet those leaders easily. They see many people and it is easy to find flaws.

   The temperaments of Zhang Yu and Ling Cao are very different from those of ordinary yellow turbans, and they are easy to spot.

  Out of the warehouse, they sent the Xuer away.

   "Master, what are we going to do next?"

   "Find a place to rest for one night and mix in with the weapon transport team tomorrow morning. Let's go to the Yellow Turban who will meet Qu Shuai."

   The two randomly found a room with many vacancies and slept directly there.

   These are all places to go out to work at night. Zhang Yu and the others slept in them without arousing suspicion.

   The next day, a team of 100 people set off from the mountain, armed with weapons.

   "Strange, why do they all walk the mountain road? Is it possible that the Yellow Turban's Qu Shuai is also in the mountains?"

   All the way, I took a remote path in the mountains, and finally reached a valley. This valley is not as dangerous as the previous valleys. The most important thing here is the size of the place.

   Zhang Yu kept walking with the transportation team, and it took more than a day to arrive.

   "I'm going, this yellow turban is really capable, there are thousands of people here." Zhang Yu saw that there were thousands of yellow turbans lined up in the valley, as if something was being held.

   Zhang Yu looked around. Although these yellow scarfs are young men, they are in good or bad condition. Most of them have sallow faces. The lines are not very neat, and the people stand crookedly, without any power.

   There is no other feeling except that it makes people feel crowded.

   Zhang Yu and the others who were transporting weapons walked directly through the middle of the array, and it was clear that these people hadn't been trained at all.

   Zhang Yu glanced over and saw several buttoning noses.

   "This is the one chosen by the Yellow Turban. It's strange if you don't lose. It's just that the officers and soldiers are not prepared at the beginning." Zhang Yu muttered secretly.

   As long as you prepare in advance, the Yellow Turban can't make much waves.

   "Qu Shuai, this is the weapon you want. It has already been shipped." The leader took Zhang Yu and the others to a wooden table and said.

   "I'm going, why is this little Nizi here too." Zhang Yu found Zhang Ning actually on the high platform when he checked, and quickly lowered his head.

   The only person who can recognize him in the yellow scarf here is Zhang Ning. It would be miserable if she recognized him.

   Zhang Yu lowered his head to work, not even paying attention to the Yellow Turban and Ting Qu Shuai talking to them on the observation platform.

   "Hoo~" After unloading all the weapons, the leader bid farewell to Qu Shuai, and Zhang Yu quickly turned around to get out.

   "Stop."

   Not long after he walked out, Zhang Yu heard a soft drink, a sound that made him hear a thunderbolt.

   When Zhang Ning shouted, no one dared to move, Zhang Yu naturally didn't dare to move, and it was completely exposed when he moved.

   "Holy girl, is there any problem?"

  Qu Shuai in the yellow scarf saw Zhang Ning actually stop these people, and he quickly asked his men to stop them, and then came to ask Zhang Ning for instructions.

   "You, turn around, the one in front, the tall one." Zhang Ning pointed to Zhang Yu's back and said.

"This little Nizi, I should have opened up your **** last time, no, I should have strengthened you." Zhang Yu's scalp is numb, and there are yellow turbans around him. Nowhere can he rush out, and there is no weapon in his hand. .

   "Hurry up, what does the saint call you?" Qu Shuai in the yellow scarf saw Zhang Yu not moving, and was furious, and shouted at Zhang Yu.

   "Ling Cao, I will see my actions later. Only the saint who is holding the Yellow Turban or Qu Shuai can escape safely." Zhang Yu whispered to Ling Cao, and then slowly turned around.

   "Saint, did this person offend you? Or his subordinates take him down and let the saint send off at will." Huang Turban Qushuai said.

He Yi, Xiaoqu Shuai of Yingchuan, was a believer of Zhang Jiao for a long time. He admired Zhang Jiao very much, so he thought he was a saint girl, so he was murderous.

   "No, no, no, I just want two guards. I think he is not bad, and the person next to him also called together. I want them to be my guards and bring me tea and water."

   Zhang Ning was shocked, afraid that He Yi would kill Zhang Yu, so he quickly explained and asked Ling Cao to come with him, so that Zhang Yu would not appear too conspicuous.

   "You two, come here now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The saint thinks that you two are your blessings. Serve the saint well, otherwise I won't take your skin off."

   Zhang Yu heard it and loosened his clasped hands. He had just decided that if Zhang Ning wanted to take them down, he would definitely hold Zhang Ning and the Yellow Turban's Qu Shuai first after he passed.

   And Ling Cao also breathed a sigh of relief, at least not separating him from Zhang Yu.

   Zhang Yu walked over slowly, he didn't know if what Zhang Ning said was true or not, and what should be prevented or done.

   "Hmph, you stand behind me, you will be my one from now on." Zhang Ning pointed to Zhang Yu, raised his head and said proudly.

   Zhang Ning is like a proud princess, who was beaten up by Zhang Yu before, and now she is going to return.

   It's just that Zhang Ning took care of her, not seeing everyone looking at her with strange eyes.

   She said that Zhang Yu would be her person from now on, and everyone looked at them with strange eyes.

   Zhang Yu didn't say a word, and stood behind Zhang Ning silently, under the eaves, and had to bow his head. There were thousands of yellow towels here, enough to drown him and Ling Cao.

   "Uncle He, you can start."

   Zhang Ning was very happy, because Zhang Yu fell into her hands.

   He Yi nodded after listening to Zhang Ning's words, then stepped forward and ordered the weapons to be distributed.

   Then the Yellow Turban was practicing, rehearsing the formation.

   From Zhang Yu and Ling Cao's point of view, this is simply a bunch of mud legs juggling.

   However, the Yellow Turban is very serious, as if in a military parade.

   The formation exercise was completed, and two hours have passed.

"Holy woman, we in Yingchuan have gathered five thousand people, all of them are young men, who have just started training, but please rest assured that I will practice day and night, and I will soon be able to train a good soldier." He Yi told Zhang Ning said.

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