I’m Almost At Immortal Ascension, You Say You Want Me To Be The Prince?

Jingnan.

Li Mu looked at the letter in his hand.

The corners of the mouth twitched and twitched.

The letter was sent by your eldest cousin.

Probably the content is that he is going on a business trip to the Western Regions, and he might be dead on the street. He will never see my dear shepherd again in the future. I hereby write a letter to express my thoughts.

In short, the whole text is the same as the suicide note.

Li Mu almost didn't get sick of him after reading it.

Passed the letter to Uncle Fu and asked by the way.

"Fu Bo, is there a caravan from SF Express to the Western Regions recently?"

"My son, there will be a caravan going to the Western Regions in three days."

"Well, arrange an identity for me to mix in at that time."

"Huh? What do you want to do, son?"

"Go to the Western Regions."

"What about here?"

"This side is basically on the right track. Besides, with Li Zekai here, he will help with some things. I can trust him."

"Do you really want to go, son?"

"Look, I'll be back."

Uncle Fu was helpless, so he nodded silently, and then turned around to arrange his trip to the Western Regions.

——

In the afternoon, Li Mugang finished refining Spiritual Qi, and was bored while lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun.

Someone came looking for him.

He kept yelling as soon as he entered the door.

"Li Gouzheng, I heard that you are going to the Western Regions?"

Li Mu knew who it was without opening his eyes.

"How did the second lady learn about it?"

"Li Demo said."

Dammit, Li Zekai's big mouth.

"It's true."

When the matter was over, Li Mu simply admitted.

"Can you take me with you?"

Li Mu almost fell without excitement.

"Take you?"

"Yeah." Wu Mei nodded a little bit cutely.

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Why is it impossible?"

"Let's not say whether you can endure this suffering. If your sir knows about this, you can't kill me with a knife?"

"Please, take me!" Wu Mei continued to be cute.

"climb!"

Li Mu was not moved at all.

"If you don't take me, I'll tell Yeye about your bullying me."

"When did I bully you?"

"Worthy person, I won't be responsible after I'm innocent, right?"

"What am I..."

Li Mu got stuck in his throat with a mouthful of old blood, and he almost didn't get an internal injury.

"Second Niangzi, this doesn't mean you are innocent." Li Mu tried to explain.

After all, within the scope of his understanding, there is no communication between the spirit and the flesh.

What about you?

"Then what counts as a taint of innocence?" Wu Mei asked earnestly.

"that is......"

"What is it?"

What do you want me to say?

Li Mu is very painful now, very painful, even more painful than Li Shimin.

In the end, Li Mu gave up the struggle, waved his hand and said, "No matter, I'll take you there, can't I take you there."

"Really?"

Wu Mei suddenly looked excited, and took Li Mu's hand to be cute.

Li Mu smiled and comforted her, "In this way, you should go back and pack up. We will leave in three days, how about?"

"Hmm!"

"Remember, you can't tell others, including your sister."

"Wake up!"

"Then go!"

Then Wu Mei went back cheerfully.

As he walked, he looked back at Li Mu with a sweet smile.Standing at the gate, Li Mu waved goodbye to her with a warm smile.

Until Wu Mei got on the carriage and slowly disappeared into the crowd.

Li Mu instantly reduced his smile, and then Sa Yazi rushed to the house.

As he ran, he yelled, "Fu Bo Fu, Hurry up and pack my luggage, I will leave early tomorrow morning!"

Fu Bo: "..."

——

After half a month.

Customs.

Ding Ding Ding...

The sound of camel bells rang.

I saw a caravan of about a hundred people walking on the uninhabited desert.

Caravans are walking in the desert, and the conditions are as painful as marching.

And it's boring and boring.

In the process of doing business, most of the time I immerse myself in hurrying, and there are few other extraordinary actions.

After all, caravans also have rules. Although they are not as strict as the military, they also need to strictly abide by the rules and regulations.

What's more, this caravan is owned by the famous SF Group.

Strictly speaking, the level is about the same as that of the military.

"Call—"

"Stop! Camp on the spot!" the leading SF Dart head shouted loudly.

At this time, the sky is getting dark, and I am afraid it will be dark if we go on.

Therefore, you can only choose to camp on the spot.

Daotou is a forty-year-old veteran who is said to have served as a brigade commander and has quite rich experience in marching.

Used to lead a team of merchants, it is already considered an overkill.

But this buddy didn't dare to be big, and worked hard along the way, and didn't dare to commit a crime at all.

Because he knows the background of SF, and also knows the strength of SF.

In the SF Express system, there are many veterans with a background like him, and he is just one of the humble darts.

It is said that there are also powerful children who are in their prime of life who are doing the same business as him.

According to those powerful children, this is called experience.

Although he didn't know why these brothers came to experience in a business.

But these are none of his business. Anyway, it is not a secret that he can access. He just needs to do his job well.

After the team stopped, everyone began to make a meal.

Many of the entourage were veterans, so the camp went smoothly.

SF Express has always used the old method to bring the new together.

Every time the goods are escorted, a group of veterans will be deliberately arranged to bring a group of novices, and so on.

In this westward journey, although there are not many veterans, they are not too few, accounting for at least one-third of the number.

Except for important materials, otherwise it is generally not all elite.

Judging from the personnel arrangement this time, the goods this time should not be important goods.

When the camp was set up, the dart head surnamed Wang began to patrol.

While watching, nod his head to express satisfaction.

Until I saw a certain young man, the tent was crookedly slanted, and he looked like a novice.

Wang Biao shook his head, "What's your name? Did no one take you?"

The young man was busy camping, and when he heard the sound, he raised his head in a hurry.

With a snap.

"what--"

A scream sounded.

Obviously this was hit.

Wang Biao furrowed his brows. This kid was obviously a newbie in his hands, why no one was carrying him.

"What's your name? Who will take you?" Wang Biaotou asked with emphasis.

"Back... Boomerang head, my name is Zhang San."

"Zhang San? Can someone take you?"

"Boomerang head, some, some."

"Who?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Sorry, sorry, it's me, it's convenient just now."

Wang Biao looked back.

I saw an equally young man running over with a hippie smile, still holding a chicken leg in his hand.

Wang Biao's mouth twitched, f*ck is convenient to bring chicken legs?

Are you eating chicken while it's convenient?

He took a closer look at the young man, his skin was dark and bronze, his figure was fleshy, his body was well-proportioned and beautiful, and his big white teeth were very conspicuous when he laughed.

Wang Biaotou had an impression of this person, and someone above seemed to remind him that this person was brought to him by a powerful young man.

But I also said that this is a veteran, don't care too much, just treat it normally.

"Your name......"

Although Wang Biaotou had an impression, he couldn't remember his name for a while.

The young man grinned and said, "My name is Li Si."

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