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Chapter 140

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The most important thing is to hand over the ores!

"Keep going!" "Go!"

Lin Ling was still calm as he raised his fist.

Thump!

The caravan entered the forest one after another. The smell of rotting leaves came from the forest, and at the same time, a cold voice sounded.

"You're the new Heaven's Pride of the Fire Ancient Clan? Hmph, looks like you don't live up to your reputation! " "Go!"

Under a large tree, a ghostly voice rang out. It was a young man in black clothes. He held a small pot in his hand, and his face was extremely pale, like the face of a dead person. His expression was also very gloomy, giving people a gloomy feeling.

The caravan immediately stopped. Lin Aofeng and the others looked as if they were facing a great enemy, but Lin Ling's face was calm, as if he was not surprised. He said indifferently, "If I'm not wrong, you should be from the Ancient Yin Clan! "Go!"

"At least you have some eyesight, but I'm a bit surprised. Why are you so calm after seeing me? Did you think I came here alone?" The black-clothed youth raised his eyebrows.

Lin Ling shook his head. "The Ancient Yin Clan cultivates with Yin Qi. If I'm not wrong, this forest should be filled with people from the Ancient Yin Clan!" "Go!"

"Haha, you're very smart!" "Go!"

The black-clothed youth nodded and continued, "So, you're so calm. It seems you've long since guessed that we would appear. Perhaps you know that your caravan doesn't have any black iron ore, so our appearance actually makes you even happier, because you've attracted all the enemies here, allowing the black iron ore to safely leave West Monster Mountain. Is that what you're thinking?" "Go!"

"Ah? Our caravan doesn't have any Black Iron Ores? "Go!"

Lin Aofeng and the rest's expressions changed. They had no idea that they were a fake caravan!

Lin Ling smiled and said to the black-clothed youth, "You're not stupid, but it's true. We split into two groups, the real and the fake. If the fake caravan attracted the enemies, then the real caravan would be able to safely leave West Goblin Mountain. Now that you know we're a fake caravan, why do you still want to stop us? Even if you chase after my Sixth Uncle, it's already too late! " "Go!"

"Haha, you've disappointed me. You think someone like you can become a new generation of Heaven's Chosen? As a genius of the same generation as you, even I feel embarrassed for you! The black-clothed youth laughed mockingly. He was laughing at Lin Ling's ignorance. What seemed like a meticulous plan was actually full of loopholes. He had miscalculated the strength of the two ancient clans.

"Let me tell you something. Some of your ancient clans have colluded with the enemy. We already know which group is the real horse group. Your Sixth Elder should be facing the power of the Zhang Clan right now. The horse group has no hope of leaving the West Monster Mountain!" The black-clothed young man laughed complacently, causing the faces of Lin Aofeng and the others to change drastically.

Lin Ling frowned slightly.

The real horse caravan with the black iron ore was intercepted by the Ancient Race's Zhang Family, while the fake horse caravan on his side was intercepted by the Ancient Yin Race. It seemed like it would be difficult to hand over the ore this time.

"Do you want to kill us now? "

After pondering for a moment, Lin Ling opened his mouth.

"No, I don't want to provoke hatred between the two races. Besides, you're not worth my time. My purpose here is to rob all the goods in your carriages, no matter if you're a real caravan or a fake one. It's that simple!" The black-clothed youth shrugged.

Their purpose was to stop the Fire Ancient Clan from handing over the ore. If they failed to do so, they wouldn't need to do anything. Just the anger of King Duan's Mansion would be enough to give the Fire Ancient Clan a headache!

"Destroy the goods! "

"How dare you!" "

Lin Aofeng and the others shouted.

"They're all fake goods anyway. Let them destroy them. Lin Aofeng, Lin Changqiang, no one is allowed to do anything!" "

Lin Ling stopped Lin Aofeng and the others and waved his hand. Then, a chilling wind blew through the forest and a large number of black shadows appeared. They then swept the goods on the horses away. Regardless of whether the horse caravan was real or fake, they wouldn't give the Fire Ancient Clan a chance!

"My Ancient Yin Race's mission is complete. It all depends on the Ancient Race's Zhang Family. However, I think that the entire Ancient Race's Zhang Family will be mobilized. You, the Sixth Elder, won't be able to stop them alone. Without the ore, your Fire Ancient Clan will be in trouble!" "

The black-clothed youth wasn't surprised that Lin Ling's horse caravan was fake. He shrugged and said, "Brat, you're still too inexperienced. Let's go back to the mine!" "

The group quickly disappeared and only Lin Ling and the others were left in the forest. Lin Aofeng and the others had ugly expressions. From the black-clothed youth's words, they knew that the plan to hand over the ore had failed!

The consequence of failure was that all of them were sinners. They had caused the Fire Ancient Clan to offend King Duan's Mansion!

"Sigh, why did we have to create a real and fake horse caravan? If everyone was protecting one horse caravan, the chances of leaving the West Monster Mountain would be higher. Now that everyone is separated into two groups, we have to protect the fake horse caravan. "Yes."

"Yes, real and fake. Once someone sees through our plan, we'll be smashing our own feet with a rock!" "Yes."

"When we go back, we'll be sinners!" "Yes."

In the horse caravan, the branch family's disciples and miners were discussing spiritedly. Their faces were filled with unwillingness. They guessed that this plan was set up by Lin Ling. Therefore, although they didn't say anything, they were blaming Lin Ling in their hearts.

After all, as they said, if they didn't create two horse caravans and everyone worked together to protect one horse caravan, it might not be impossible to hand over the ore on time.

"Lin Ling, what should we do now? I'm afraid that the Sixth Elder's mine will be robbed. Without the ore, how can we reply to King Duan's Mansion? " "Yes."

"Why don't we rush over now? Maybe we can help!" "Yes."

Although Lin Aofeng and the others didn't blame Lin Ling, they were still very worried!

However, when their eyes looked at Lin Ling, they found that Lin Ling didn't look panicked at all. Only his eyes kept flashing, and even the corners of his mouth curled up. He actually smiled!

Heavens, do you know the current situation? How can you still smile?

Everyone felt that Lin Ling was crazy!

"Now the show begins, brethren, throw away the useless horses, and follow me at once!" After Lin Ling smiled, he raised his fist, giving people a feeling of high fighting spirit.

Everyone was stunned again!

Hurrying? Could it be that he was going to help the Sixth Elder? But at present, they were afraid that they wouldn't make it in time!

Although they were puzzled, they still followed Lin Ling. Without the goods, the horses' speed was much faster. However, what surprised them was that looking at the direction, Lin Ling didn't seem to be running towards the Sixth Elder!

"Lin Ling, what are you doing?" "Yes."

Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask, so they could only look at Lin Aofeng. Lin Aofeng braced himself and asked.

"To Snake Mountain!" "Yes."

Lin Ling smiled faintly.

"Snake Mountain? Where is that? " Lin Aofeng was still puzzled.

"The ancient race's Zhang Family's mine!" Lin Ling turned to look at him, "Not long ago, I caught three spies in the mine. One of the spies said that the Zhang family had found more ores in the Snake Coiling Mountain than our mine. It's just that King Duan's Mansion chose us and not them, which made them very unhappy!" "Yes."

Everyone was stunned, and their minds were in a fog.

What did this have to do with anything?

Right now, they were going to hand over the ores, not see which ancient race King Duan's Mansion chose!

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