There is a trade route in Mobei, which runs through the entire desert, which is an important transportation artery between the Shengyuan Empire and the Tianyan Empire, and it is also an extremely prosperous trade route.

Prosperous places will inevitably be targeted, and the three major gangs in Mobei are the most notorious gangs among them. The merchants who walked this trade trembled in the face of their banditry, but they had no choice but to survive. Only by hiring a local dart master with a high salary can we have a greater certainty of passing through this trade route safely.

Among them, the most powerful dart game is the Tianxing Dart Bureau and the Nagato Dart Game here, and Yu Qiang, who spoke in the Desolate Face Inn before, is one of the dart masters of the Tianxing Dart Bureau.

Five years ago, Mo Qingquan, the chief dart head of the Tianxing Dart Bureau, and Meng Hanshan, the chief dart head of the Changmen Dart Bureau, signed an agreement with the three major Kou of Mobei, which clarified the guidelines that the two sides should follow together.

Every year, the darts hand over millions of gold coins to the three major cowards, and the three major cowards promise that all the darts and guards will not move.

But over time, the role of the protocol has also become weaker. It is not that the effect of the agreement gradually loses its effect with the increase of time, but that the greed of the human heart has become greater and larger, occupying the position of the original criterion.

As a result, the rules and treaties become penniless in the face of interests, and this is the terrible thing about the human heart.

An old businessman once asked Qing Ming, young man, why are you walking on this trade road alone, aren't you afraid of encountering thieves in Mobei?

What about you, uncle? If you don't invite a local dart master, aren't you afraid of being so thieves?" Qing Ming asked rhetorically.

Hey! It's not that I'm not afraid, but I'm very afraid, I didn't want to hire a local dart master to escort the bodyguard, but there is no way, the bodyguard fee is more than my income from this transaction. The old merchant Jia sighed, with a helpless look on his face.

So the old businessman could only hope for heaven and pray to heaven that they would not encounter thieves.

His caravan traveled through this trade route with the mentality of luck.

So Qing Ming found the body of the old merchant in the yellow sand, and the goods were extremely looted.

Qing Ming sighed helplessly and buried the old businessman's body under the yellow sand.

He never believed in the so-called luck, he did not believe in the so-called God, he only believed in himself, so he is still alive.

Qing Ming walked back and forth alone in the dangerous Mobei Land for more than half a year, although he was also covered in injuries, although he almost lost his life, but in the end he still survived until now, this is not a fluke, but an ability.

Leaving early and returning late has become his daily state here, the desert is rampant with monsters, and he often encounters attacks by monsters. Sometimes he returned to the town drenched in blood, and in order not to be conspicuous, he put himself under a black robe.

What was the reason why he came here thousands of miles from the far south of Xinjiang, and what drove him to go to Mobei alone regardless of his life.

He's looking for something.

There is a legend among local cultivators that there is an oasis in the depths of Mobei, and there are all kinds of rare treasures hidden in the oasis, as long as you get one or two pieces, you will have no worries about food and clothing for ordinary people, and it is also of great benefit to cultivators. For example, powerful martial arts, such as rare herbs that improve cultivation.

It is also said that there is also a large mandala flower, which is the flower of death in the desert and the flower of curse.

Many people have also gone to Mobei in groups to find this oasis, but they all ended up without a problem, and it seems that legends only exist in people's mouths.

But Qing Ming knew that this was not a legend, but that there was indeed such a place.

Because Murong Hua, the former sect leader of the Ranflower Sect, had been there, Qing Ming was going there.

He was looking for a mandala flower. A rare mandala flower in the world, even if it is the tiger's den in Longtan, he must break in.

According to Qing Ming's recent investigation, the three major Kou families in Mobei are not as simple as they seem, and they may be able to get the clues they want from them.

But seeing the star jingle bell appear in the inn and now being hunted down by the heroes, Qing Ming knew that this stubborn girl might be more than lucky, because this inn is not simple, and there are several breaths hidden in it that make Qing Ming's heart palpitate.

But in any case, the girl cannot be arrested.

He touched the things in his arms, and quickly got up and blended into the crowd.

Not long after Song Xuan sat down, a glass of liquor had just entered his stomach, and he saw everyone shouting and chasing after Xingjingling.

"Star jingle bell, star jingle bell!" Song Xuan muttered to himself, the wine glass in his hand rotated an arc at the tip of his fingertips, and the index finger pressed lightly on the rim of the glass, and the wine glass stopped.

"I don't know what the stars have to do with her!"

As soon as Song Xuan looked up, he saw Qing Ming, who was wearing a black robe, also chasing him out.

"Hey......" Song Xuan just wanted to say hello to him, when he saw Qing Ming glance at him, followed by something quickly coming towards him.

"I'll go! He wants my life, and his eyes are full of tears after he meets his old acquaintance in a foreign country, why do I know that he wants my life!"

Song Xuan didn't dare to be ambiguous, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

When I opened my hand, it turned out to be a small piece of wood, and I saw four words engraved on it.

Second Emperor, go quickly.

Song Xuan frowned, could it be that this inn was hiding a Second Emperor powerhouse, no wonder he noticed the existence of several powerful auras as soon as he stepped into it at the beginning, although he disappeared in a flash.

Good guys, this time there is a lot of fun. Song Xuan's brows immediately soothed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I'm used to seeing monsters fighting in the deserted jungle, but now when I come back, I can watch the battle in the human world. Compared with the struggle for survival between humans and monsters, monsters and monsters, it is more interesting to fight between people and people.

Song Xuan raised the flask and poured a sip of liquor into his mouth.

The wine was strong and sweet, and it immediately dispelled most of the chill on his body.

"It's really good wine," he exclaimed from his chest, and then threw a can of gold coins on the table, and headed for the wind and snow.

The snow continued to fall, and the entire town of Guanshan gradually became a world covered in silver, and the snow covered everything with a thin layer of clothing.

The crisp chime of bells in the snow echoed over the empty streets.

Jingling runs barefoot on the eaves of the buildings beside the street, like a light finch walking through the ridges of the roofs.

So she left a shallow, invisible footprint where she went.

"I said big man, it's cold, why are you chasing my family like this. Hee-hee......"

In addition to the sound of bells, the snow is also mixed with the laughter of young girls.

"Demon girl, don't talk nonsense, if you dare to enter the customs today, don't think about going back, this is not your desert north land, don't you come if you want to, leave if you want!"

Yu Qiang's rough voice came from behind him, if the former's voice was beautiful to the angel, then Yu Qiang's tone at this moment was like a devil.

The two of them ran one after the other on the eaves.

Xingjingling's body is as light as a swallow, like a frightening Hong, and Yu Qiang is as strong as an ox, and the roof of his feet creaks, and I don't know how many tiles are broken under his feet.

Everywhere he passed, there was a murmur of complaints similar to those of the dead rat making trouble on the roof.

"Guanshan Town wasn't built by your darts, so why can't I come!" Xingjingling let out another crisp laugh.

"Hugh said a lot, you killed dozens of our comrades, tore up the agreement first, don't you come out to give an explanation? You can't bear it, Hugh blames us for being unjust, you can't escape death today!"

"If I say that it wasn't what we did, will you believe it?" Xing Jingling retracted the expression just now at this moment, and looked at Yu Qiang behind him with a serious face and said.

"Dare to quibble, there is human and material evidence, no matter what you say, we will not believe you"

"So, you still don't believe it, and now I'll tell you that we didn't kill those people!

"A thief will always be a thief! You will never be able to change the murderous and bloodthirsty nature!" Yu Qiang shouted angrily, raised the gilded broadsword in his hand and swung it forward, and a sharp knife struck towards the back of Xingjingling.

Xingjingling was like an eye on her back, and before the knife could get close to her, she jumped away.

"Boom!" the knife slammed into the ground, breaking through the snow on the house, and a small crack in the roof instantly cracked, and the people in the house fled in panic.

The heroes had also arrived, shouting to help.

Knowing that she couldn't go down with them, she reached out and pulled out a long whip from her waist, the whip was made of soft and rigid and flexible like a water snake. Seeing her stretch out her hand, the soft whip swept towards the few people who pounced on her like a swimming snake.

Those people couldn't reach each other, their bodies were in pain, and they fell to the ground screaming and wailing.

"There are a lot of you, my aunt and grandmother won't play anymore!" Jingle Bell quickened her pace and was about to jump onto the roof of another house to escape.

But at the moment she moved, a majestic voice came out of one of the rooms without hurry.

"Haha... Since you're here, why bother leaving, the old immortal of the star map is so relieved that you will come out!"

Qing Ming's heart chuckled, and the sub-emperor powerhouse hidden in the secret wanted to make a move.

Xingjingling also secretly screamed badly, in fact, she had already felt it when she was at the Wild Face Inn, but she was just not sure. Originally, she was here to secretly investigate the killing of their teamed guards a few days ago, although the scene left a star symbol belonging to them, and it is said that the surviving people also said that the murderous demons were the three major cowards.

The whole thing revealed strangeness, and this incident caused a stir in her house, and now it has become two factions. The radical faction believes that the joint dart side is the devil and unanimously wants to tear the skin off, while the conservative faction is relatively rational and believes that the matter should be investigated thoroughly and must not fall for the enemy's conspiracy.

Star Jingling's grandfather, that is, the third big Kou, belongs to the conservative faction.

And Xingjingling sneaked out this time, and Xingtu didn't know it.

originally wanted to leave the inn quietly, but when he heard Yu Qiang's remarks at the inn, he was angry in his heart, and he regretted it after he finished speaking.