The middle-aged man just snorted coldly, but the voice echoed throughout the camp for some reason.

It was as if someone was shouting with a loudspeaker, and all the people in Mongolia came out and looked at the group in amazement.

There are no rules for this kind of forbidden area of life, and it is very common to kill people and sell goods, not to mention some poisonous insects and beasts. In the minds of all jade pickers, this camp is the safest place in Lop Nur, where there are no guards, no police dogs, only a simple old man with dead leaves.

But it was his presence that no one dared to make trouble around the camp, he was like a god, and everyone was in awe of him.

But today, someone actually told him to get out?

"What's the situation?" Ye Li asked.

"Silence. Chen Chao hurriedly made a silent movement.

He could see that this group of people was not simple.

"Seven layers of Qi training. Zhang Heng knew this person's ability at a glance.

Speaking of which, the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi cultivation is also between him and him, but Zhang Heng did not take him seriously, this person's cultivation is relatively low-level, and the aura is mixed, and it is difficult to become a big weapon.

As for the others who followed him, they were ordinary people.

"Who are these people?"

"Dare to call the old man with withered leaves like that, I'm afraid it's not looking for death!"

"Although he has a good temper, he will definitely not be able to bear being scolded in person!"

Many whispered.

At this moment, a yurt in the middle of the camp slowly opened, and an old man with white hair came out of it.

His face is wrinkled deeply, and he is not young at first glance, but his waist is quite straight, and when he walks, he gives people a feeling of walking in a dragon.

"Li Laoba, I remember you, we had a relationship thirty years ago, I thought that meeting again was a reunion of the ancients, but I didn't expect that it would be a villain. There was a slight chill in the dead wood's eyes, and an awe-inspiring momentum poured out of him.

"The peak of the eighth layer of Qi training?" Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

He couldn't understand it, the middle-aged man in Tang costume was just a seventh-layer Qi practitioner, why did he dare to scold the deadwood old man who practiced the eighth-layer Qi?

The two of them spoke straight and straight, without any foreshadowing, which is not the posture that a practitioner should have.

Generally speaking, people who can embark on the path of cultivation will be more cautious, at least in Zhang Heng's world, everyone is afraid of death, can not offend people, try not to offend, unless there is a last resort.

Zhang Heng speculated that the reason why the middle-aged man in Tang costume dared to be so provocative was definitely because of his backhand.

"He's not alone. ”

At this moment, an ethereal voice came.

Far and near, inaudible when far away, as if in the ears when near.

"Cheng Zheng, I didn't expect you to come too!" The old man's face changed slightly, and he looked to the left side of the camp.

And I saw a man floating in the sky.

He was like a big bird, his arms stretched out, and the void flew dozens of meters before falling in style.

This man was extremely young, with a face like a crown of jade, and he looked to be only twenty-four or five years old.

"He's taken the Zhuyan Pill. Zhang Heng muttered in his heart.

Zhuyan Pill is a low-grade elixir, not precious, it belongs to something that no one cares about in the world of cultivating immortals, and only some vulgar women in the world want it.

A true practitioner, as long as he can ensure that his cultivation is improved, will naturally remain young forever.

This man has eaten Zhuyan Dan, which means that his mind is not focused on cultivation, or in other words, he is not confident in himself, and he does not think that his cultivation can continue to improve, otherwise how can he have the need to eat Zhuyan Dan?

Although he is also a cultivator at the peak of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, this person, in Zhang Heng's opinion, has the lowest evaluation, and he has no possibility of progress in his life.

"I don't know if the two of us are enough. Li Laoba crossed his arms and smiled fiercely.

The old man looked at the two of them and did not speak for a long time.

"These two people are estimated to be not small, which makes the old man a little embarrassed. Chen Chao said in a low voice.

"But with his ability, he shouldn't bow his head. One girl said.

"No, he'll bow his head. Zhang Heng said.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Chao looked at Zhang Heng with disdain: "Do you think that his old man is the same as you? He is a real strong man and has dignity!"

As a former jade picker, Chen Chao also has great respect for the old man with withered leaves.

"He can indeed be regarded as a strong man, but he is in a safe corner, staying in this kind of place for many years, which shows that the sharp energy in his heart has been dissipated, if one person is looking for provocation, he may still be violent, but the two of them come to the door, even if the strength is not as good as him, it will make him start to measure the gap between the enemy and me...... Once he hesitates, it is easy to mess up his heart, and if his heart is confused, the odds of winning will naturally be gone, and when he realizes this, he will bow his head. Zhang Heng put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

My monks, let us move forward.

None of the cultivators who have achieved great achievements have this kind of attitude, such as the old man with withered leaves, who is in a corner of peace and cultivates a little bit, seems to seek stability, but in fact he has lost his sharpness.

Zhang Heng doesn't know how many people he has seen such people.

However, his words made Ye Li scoff.

"You and him are not people of the same world at all, why should you speculate on him with your own thoughts?"

"You and I are not from the same world, but aren't you also constantly self-righteous and speculating about me?" Zhang Heng looked at Ye Li with a smile.

Hearing this, Ye Liqi's little face was blue.

"Do you think you're a big man, why can't I judge you?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said nothing.

If the old man with withered leaves is a big man, then he is naturally counted as well.

The world is so ignorant, he doesn't need to explain, and he doesn't want to explain, one day, Ye Li will realize the gap between them.

However, at this moment, Ye Li was clenching his silver teeth, feeling that Zhang Heng was the one who was self-righteous.

At this time, there were variables in the field, and the newcomer Cheng Zheng saw that the old man was silent for a long time, and said with a sneer: "You can guess our intention, if you don't want to, what we will do, you can also guess, so, you choose!"

Although the people did not know what he meant, the threat in his words was understandable.

Many people didn't dare to breathe, and their hearts were shocked to the extreme, they would never have thought that someone would dare to threaten the old man with dead leaves.

"This person's speech is too ugly, it is impossible for the old man with withered leaves to tolerate it!" Chen Chao said firmly.

Ye Li subconsciously looked at Zhang Heng, but found that the latter looked calm, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

"You are here to send a cold pool from heaven. ”

The old man with withered leaves suddenly spoke, the-for-tat meaning in his eyes completely dissipated, and he sighed.

"Come on, the cold pool belongs to you, and I will never interfere. ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned and left.

This scene made everyone very disappointed, and the old man with withered leaves actually retreated......

Chen Chao looked dazed, he didn't understand the situation.

Ye Li bit his lip, feeling very embarrassed, he didn't expect to be blinded by Zhang Heng.

Looking at the back of the old man with withered leaves, Li Laoba's eyes flashed with fierceness: "Can you believe him?"

"Don't worry, he won't dare to make a move. Cheng Zheng smiled coldly: "The old guy has been here for so many years, and the cold pool is right under his nose, but he doesn't dare to explore, which shows that he has no motivation at all now, and he wants to live in peace and stability. ”

"That's ......," Li Laoba nodded.

The crowd dispersed, and Li Laoba and Cheng Zheng also planned to stay here for the night.

This group of people was very arrogant, occupying the empty tent first, giving the best two to the two, and the rest to rob others.

One by one, the jade pickers were driven out, they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, even the old man with withered leaves didn't dare to provoke, what else did they dare to say?

"You guys, come out!"

Finally, someone walked outside Chen Chao's yurt.

The group of people had been trembling for a long time, expecting that the yurt would be enough and would not find their heads, but they did not expect that they would not hide in the end.

"Two big brothers, the temperature in the Gobi is low at night, and we wear very little, or we ......" As soon as Chen Chao came out, he smiled on his face.

"Shut up!" A man who seemed to be a follower crossed his arms and said coldly: "There is no place for our brothers to sleep, we have seen it, there are only a few yurts left, and a few of them are women who are asleep, we don't bully them, you men, just get out of here!"

The other had a scorpion tattoo on his neck and smirked, "You'd better hurry." ”

"What to do?" someone asked.

"No way. Chen Chao walked out with his head down, he looked at the two of them, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "Two big brothers, do you want to sleep in a yurt?"

"What do you mean?" the tattooed man asked.

"We also have a man with us, he sleeps alone in a bag, right over there, you two are big shots, it's too embarrassing to huddle together, it's better to sleep one by one, how good is that. Chen Chao said flatteringly.

The two looked at each other, and the tattooed man said, "That's a good idea, then I'll go to another yurt." ”

As soon as the words fell, he walked in the direction of Zhang Heng.

"If you want to suffer, everyone will suffer together, you don't want to be comfortable alone!" Chen Chao showed a sinister look in his eyes.

This is called not suffering from widowhood but suffering from unevenness, dragging Zhang Heng into the water, which makes his heart much brighter.

However, it didn't take long for a voice to suddenly come from Zhang Heng's yurt.

"Get out!"