Chapter 33 Desolate Gobi
When Hua Xi heard the voice, there was some solemnity on his face, and then he leaned over again, kowtowed three times, and then got up and walked out of the room.
Out of the door, Hua Xi found that this place was actually a barren place, with two wooden frames at the door, and dry cloths were dried on the wooden frames.
Looking at the dry cloth, Hua Xi turned his head again, looked at the house, nodded slightly, and wanted to move forward.
Just as Hua Xi had just taken three steps, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and when he turned his head, it was a copper-colored light, so fast that Hua Xi couldn't see what was under the light.
"Huaxi, this is your sword, the sword has recognized the master, the sword is in the person, the sword is broken!" In the house, the voice of the old blind man came again.
"Boom!"
When the words fell, the copper-colored light fell to the ground, just right, an arm's length away from Hua Xi.
When the dust cleared, Hua Xi saw that on the ground, there was a long sword of two feet eight inches and eight minutes, the body of the sword was copper, simple and solemn.
"Nameless!" Seeing what was in front of him, Hua Xi's face was full of surprise, after all, his only killer feature, the use of the sword duel, must be urged by the sword, and the power can be the greatest, and the nameless deserves the sword duel, as if it is natural, and the power is even better.
Holding the hilt of the sword, his arm suddenly exerted force, then he held it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then smiled with satisfaction and said, "Huaxi thanked the old man." ”
After saying that, there was no sound in the house.
Seeing this, Hua Xi shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly, and received the nameless into the storage bag, took out a bag and hung it on his body, and then walked slowly towards the east.
After Hua Xi walked for a while, the old blind man walked out slowly, and then looked at Hua Xi's distant back, and said softly, "He really didn't fall......
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The sun is scorching, the endless desolation, the desolation, lifeless, as far as the eye can see, there is no end.
On the barrenness, a figure in tattered clothes, against the scorching sun, slowly moving forward, narrowing his gaze, that figure is Hua Xi who left from the old blind man's residence, there is no day and night alternate, Hua Xi no longer knows how long he has walked, but remembers, towards the east.
Paused slightly, stretched out his right hand and put it in front of his forehead, and then slowly looked up, although there was an obstacle, he still felt a little dazzling, and Hua Xi scolded at the moment, "What the hell is this place, there is no day and night alternately, it has been under a big sun, and it doesn't let people live!"
As he spoke, Hua Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead, licked his somewhat dry lips, and then took out a kettle with his burden, looked at the kettle that had bottomed out, and poured it into his mouth at the moment, which made him feel a lot less hot.
"I knew that Mr. Tong wanted some water, this broken Gobi Desert, when will it be a head!" shook the kettle, waited for the last drop of water to drop into his mouth, and smiled bitterly.
With a sigh, Hua Xi put away the kettle, looked at the heat wave in the air, and couldn't help but smile, if it wasn't for the previous cultivation on the bank of the river, Hua Xi has always had the habit of storing water, but I am afraid that he would have returned the same way long ago, without a water source, walking alone on the Gobi Desert, he would definitely die.
Wiping a handful of sweat again, Hua Xi just wanted to continue walking, but his face suddenly changed slightly, "Is there any movement?"
After moving his gaze to a mound on the left, Hua Xi walked over after a little contemplation.
Getting closer, Hua Xi could vaguely see that under the hill, there were more than ten figures, but three of them, two men and one woman, were obviously a group, the clothes on their bodies were similar, and there was an eagle-like symbol on their chests, and the other seven or eight figures with bare bodies were a group, and at this time, the three people were surrounded.
poking his head out, faintly, a voice came.
"Little girl, if you know each other, hand over the Flame Demon Crystal, otherwise, ......" Looking at the woman, the man led by him licked his dry lips, and some lewd smiles appeared on his face, and said.
When the woman heard this, she chuckled lightly and said, "Yo, you kamikaze is a Xuan-level mercenary group, and you still look down on our Flame Demon Crystal?"
"Hehe, the chick is quite good at talking, uncle is in a good mood today, hand over the flame magic crystal, you stay with me for another night, and I will spare the three of you." Hearing this, the man in charge grinned, and then moved forward, saying.
"Yo, the three heads of the kamikaze are very atmospheric, but what if the little woman wants to say no?" Seeing the man step forward, the woman took a step back and chuckled.
When the man at the head heard this, the smile on his face gradually solidified, his eyes widened, he looked at the woman in front of him fiercely, and said compassionately, "Then you will die for Lao Tzu!"
The man in charge said this, and the six big men around him grabbed the weapons in their hands, with a lewd smile on their faces, and slowly approached the three of them.
Seeing this, the woman's body was surging with a faint True Yuan, and the long whip in her hand slammed to the ground, making a crisp sound, and said, "You dare!"
"Hmph, I don't know how to lift!" The man at the head snorted coldly, then waved the big knife in his hand, and said again, "Give it to me, kill those two guys who don't know whether to live or die, I will deal with this chick personally, let's have fun tonight!"
Hearing this, the woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and some angry looks appeared on her pretty face, and after a while, her arm moved suddenly, and a long black whip slammed into the man's head.
Seeing that the woman was the first to attack, the man retreated with a kick, easily avoiding the woman's tentative attack.
Dodging the attack and standing firm, the man's eyes stared at the woman, and he smiled and said, "Stinky woman, you'd better pray not to fall into my hands!"
As he spoke, the man's face became more and more hideous, and above his body, a strong True Yuan suddenly burst out, and then his palm was slowly clenched, and among the joints, there was a clicking sound, and then he screamed angrily and smashed it against the woman's abdomen.
Seeing that the attack was dodged, the woman looked sideways into the distance, her eyes flashed with anxiety, and when she saw the man attacking, she also retracted her gaze at the moment, her pretty face was slightly cold, and her body twisted, so she waved the long whip in her hand again, and greeted it with the sound of breaking the wind.
Seeing this, the man sneered, and the hideousness on his face became more and more intense, looking at the whip that the woman swung at him, he didn't dodge or dodge, his hand turned into a claw, and grabbed it.
"Smack!"
The whip slammed into his hand and made a crisp sound, but a playful smile appeared on the man's face, "Come here!"
Grabbing the long whip, the man quickly wrapped around his arm a few times, and then, the arm suddenly exerted force, and with a sharp pull, the woman in front of him staggered and stood unsteadily.
Feeling the tremendous force of the long whip, the woman's pretty face turned pale in an instant, her teeth biting her lip, and she let go of her hand at the moment, allowing the former to snatch her weapon away.
The woman let go, but the man led by him didn't expect that because he used too much force, after the woman let go, he was unstable and smashed to the ground.
"Stinky woman, you're looking for death!"
Standing up in embarrassment, the man threw the long whip in his hand at will, and then his eyes showed a fierce light, staring at the latter, and then the true yuan under his feet surged, slammed on the ground, and his body rushed straight towards the woman who had no weapon, and when he rushed, his palms were slightly bent, and above the bone joints, there were four spikes with a little blue light.
Looking at the changes in the man's boxing, the woman's face changed, martial arts!
In the Demon Domain, martial arts are extremely rare, and in the Mountain Eagle Mercenary Group where the woman is, there is only one Huang Yuan double martial art, and it is still something obtained from a lot of flame demon crystals, and she has no qualifications to learn, so when she saw the man display her martial arts, a smear of dead ash suddenly appeared on the woman's face.
"Hehe, little girl, don't worry, Lao Tzu will spare you a small life. The man smiled hideously, and then a lewd smile appeared on his face.
"Don't you think!" Hearing this, the woman knew very well what would happen if she fell into the hands of the other party, and immediately pulled out a dagger from her waist that exuded a slight cold glow.
Seeing this, the man naturally knew what she was going to do, and his body rushed violently, and his fist brought a strong wind, which was aimed at the woman's right shoulder.
"Smack!"
A crisp sound sounded, but the dagger in the woman's hand was not knocked out, but the man on the opposite side shot out backwards, crashed into the hills behind, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The woman who was originally disillusioned suddenly saw the scene in front of her, and the movements in her hands couldn't help but stop, and her beautiful eyes looked at it, it was a person who was half a head taller than her, wearing a tattered back, looking at the clothes, it didn't seem to be someone from their mercenary group.
"Ahem... cough..."Falling to the ground in embarrassment, the man coughed violently a few times, wiped the corners of his mouth, and there was some blood flowing out, and then he scolded, "Damn, where did you come from, the hairy boy, is you tired and crooked?"
Hearing the sound, the young man ignored it directly, wiped the sweat on his forehead at the moment, turned around, looked at the woman's waist, pursed his lips, and rolled his throat slightly.
Seeing this, the woman hurriedly came back to her senses, but she retreated again and again, and a bad thought rose in her heart, didn't she just come out of the wolf's mouth and enter the tiger's den?
Looking at the woman retreating, a look of doubt appeared on the young man's face, and he was about to speak, but there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, and the man's roar, "Stinky boy, you fucking looking for death!"
Hearing the roar, the young man's face also swelled with some displeasure, feeling the strong wind behind him, the corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc, and then turned around sharply, his little hand was clenched, and then he blasted away with the man.
"Bang!"
"Click!"
A low sound suddenly sounded when the fists collided, and the strong strength lifted all the dust on the ground, and at the same time, when the dust flew, the sound of broken bones came out.
When the dust slowly fell, the eyes of the people who had stopped fighting were projected to this side, and immediately the faces of everyone swelled with disbelief, because the young man was still standing in place, not moving at all, and the figure opposite him fell to the ground, holding his arms and calling loudly.
"Ah, my arm... Dog mongrel, I'm going to kill you!" the man shouted hoarsely with a look of pain on his face, holding his limp arm.
Hearing the shouting, the young man didn't have much expression on his face, seeing that the man was no threat for a short time, he quickly turned around, pointed to the kettle on the waist of the woman behind him, smiled awkwardly, and said, "That... Can you give me some water?"
"Water?" Hearing this, the woman was slightly stunned, and then her eyes were withdrawn from the man who fell to the ground, and she said.
"I've been walking on the Gobi for several days, and I haven't seen a water source, so can I ......?" the young man quickly explained, but his eyes never left the kettle.
Looking at the young man who had been swallowing his saliva, the woman understood the reason, and immediately took off the kettle on her waist and handed it over.
Looking at the kettle, the young man's dark eyes swelled with a touch of joy, and he immediately took out his kettle from the burden and began to pour it, and when the kettle in his hand gradually became a little pressing, he quickly picked it up, and immediately poured a few sips, and his face showed an intoxicated look.