Nightfall

Choosing a Campsite

Those dozens of tired people on horses naturally could not affect the situation in the Wilderness. They had nothing to do with the negotiation between the barbarians’ palace and the Central Plains liaison army. After they had experienced the Horse Gang looting and lost their forage, they still adhered to coming here. Black Ink Garden disciples themselves knew that they were here for seeking justice. But in others’ eyes, they were forced to come and wait for the Divine Hall judgment result and had a dark prospect. Naturally, no one was willing to come close, even if it was said that Calligraphy Addict was in the horse carriage.

The pasture beside the grandiose mountain was expansive. Although there were tens of thousands of people gathering here in winter and all kinds of tents everywhere, there were still plenty of places to be used to arrange for people. In order to show their sincerity, the palace agreed that the Central Plains coalition troop could choose places to deploy soldiers and horses at will. The person responsible for this was a manager of West-Hill Divine Palace. After he indifferently bowed to Zhuo Zhihua, he directly brought those Black Ink Garden students to a location.

There were two tents that were not far away from the coalition troop’s middle tent, just behind it. But they seemed to be a bit remote on a slightly higher terrain. Those Black Ink Garden disciples walked into the tents and saw the prepared equipment. They found that it was not bad, knowing it was probably because of Hill Master that the coalition troop treated them like this.

Since they had been brought by the palace cavalry to this place, except for the manager of Divine Hall, no top figure of the coalition troop or bigwigs of Divine Hall had appeared to greet them until now at this moment. Besides, Black Ink Garden disciples had seen the apathetic eyes of those people from the Central Plains countries the entire time. So they knew that they had deliberately been excluded and ignored, inevitably feeling somewhat depressed.

Cat Girl was still too young, so she naturally could not think so much. She looked at the thick wool blanket in the tent and thought that she could finally sleep well tonight, no need for squeezing into a narrow horse carriage with Hill Master. Thus, she appeared to be kind of happy.

Ning Que had experienced being deliberately expelled and ignored last year in the Academy. So he was used to it and did not care too much. He just regarded that this camp location seemed to be a bit inappropriate.

He went outside the tent and looked toward the distance.

The Big Black Horse carrying heavy luggage came in front of him and gently touched him with its head. It gave off a harsh breathing bellow like pulling a wind box, and looked extremely tired.

Ning Que touched the mane on its neck and scolded it with a smile. “Don’t complain in front of me all the time. How could such little things make you so tired? We’ll leave later, so don’t hurry to unload the luggage. If you’re hungry, look for some grasses for yourself.”

The Big Black Horse stared at those unclear grasses in the winter wind with its big eyes open and very painfully thought that these grasses were scarcer than barbarians’ hair and there was no way it could get full from that.

The Big Black Horse was violent in nature. But once it was tamed, there was no doubt that it was the world’s rare good horse. If others found its true strength, they would treat it as a treasure. How could they be like Ning Que, who treated it as a freely raised dog and kicked it out of the house to let it go into the streets to pick bones left by the neighbors?

However, it only listened to Ning Que’s orders. When it saw that Ning Que did not plan to ask for some dry grasses for it, it was dejected and randomly kicked its horse hooves walking out of the camp. No one knew where it could go to find some food.