I know that Tianjiade has lived too hard. Kata looked at the courtyard of the Holy Maiden, where the rest of the Holy Sons and Daughters lived in pairs, and bathed in hot water every day. And what about Jiade? Look at this broken yard, there is only one apple tree that can't bear fruit, and even take a bath to go to the nearby waterfall to clean it, and that waterfall is still the only water source in the area!

This is also a rare cleaning time in exchange for Kata's disguise as an important person, asking the nearby residents not to come to the vicinity of the waterfall. In the past, Jiade had to fetch water to clean it by himself.

Kata, who has a high emotional intelligence, understands that Jiade needs a pillar, and he is willing to be it. "Damn, don't you feel ashamed of these bastards for such a saint?" he scolded.

"I'm in love. Kata pretended to be asleep, but was actually watching Delusion Wonderland read a book. The title of the book is "The Handsome Knight from the Van Sider".

"Broken book title. Kata thought angrily: "At least a copy of "The Great Demon King from the New World", who still likes to look good at people these days, and the big bad guys have a look." ”

To be honest, he's really idle.

The spider doesn't need him to take care of it at all, and if something goes wrong, Kata only needs to solve the trouble. After he came back from Abdul Bi, he raised his knife and let the heads of many lucky people fall to the ground, and now no one dares to show one thing behind the other.

Assassinate the king of the unsolvable who will die, and no one will dare to touch the mold again.

Even the identity of the person who infiltrated the Versail Compendium, he had already sent a trustworthy student to be there, and he went there just to collect information about this person, and seeing the pain of the superstigious Tianjiade was an unexpected gain.

"Phew, this knight is too fake. Jiade closed the book and said dissatisfiedly: "The person who writes this thing must be a lazy man who stays at home." ”

"Not necessarily. Kata took a book from her bosom and tossed it to Gad and said, "I think this one is the best, especially the love between the saint and the assassin." ”

Looking at Jiade, who is addicted to the book, Kata is doubly sad. Gard can change the future, she is a marker more powerful than any prophet, and if she changes something in the future, then that thing will change with the future. However, Jiade has no future of its own, and every future of Tianjiade is a piece of nothingness. It is frustrating that the prophet is not aware of his future.

Abay Lou found that there was no water source nearby, only the Gobi Desert and the white smoke of the saline-alkali land.

There is no way to govern this place where birds don't poop, and this kind of broken place shouldn't be inhabited by people at all. Abailou's footsteps were fast enough, but he hadn't found a post station or something, and seeing that the sun was about to set, Abailou didn't even see a living person, so he could only walk in this desolate saline land with his natural sense of direction.

There must also be a degree of jealousy, and it is extremely stupid to let a saint in such a remote place. Abaylou felt injustice for the delusional Tianjiade.

Abaylou finally found a caravan at a bend in the Gobi, and they were about to leave after resting, but Abailou was lucky to chase them. After paying a little money, Abaylou got on the caravan's cart.

"It just so happens that we're going to the mud town of the Holy Maiden Garde, and you and I still have a baby, and to be honest, it's good that a first-time visitor can walk here alone like you. The caravan leader said.

"I'm good at long walks. Abaylou said, and asked, "What is the matter with this mud town, which does not match the name of a saint?" ”

"To talk about this...... the caravan leader smiled, and the deputy leader interjected, "because there's only mud there, hahahaha." Everyone in the room laughed.

This thing seems to be a very ridiculous thing.

"The ground is full of mud but there is not enough water, and there is no food, and the people who go there are all ascetics, hahaha. "The caravan leader is a little better, not so presumptuous to mock the reputation of Mudtown.

The people of the caravan after resting were very talkative, until a Gobi cliff, the caravan leader's expression became serious, "You are lucky to meet us before you came here, otherwise you will die alone." ”

Abay Lou heard the murmuring of each other nearby, and the cliff was full of ghostly green eyes.

"It's a rakshasa, be careful not to be left alone, and report it immediately if you have something. The caravan leader shouted.

Abay Lou knew that Rakshasa was a kind of monster, just as too much darkness would produce plague and undead, and too much light and dryness would also produce Rakshasas. Rakshasa likes to eat human flesh, and when there is no human flesh, they feed on earth and salt.

Rakshasa is a monster with particularly thin skin folds, a small head and a big belly, and surprisingly long limbs, they are good at crawling and climbing, and their appearance is quite terrifying, and it is easy to make people who have just seen Rakshasa lose their fighting spirit. Now the mountains are full of rakshasas.

"As long as they don't fall or fall or anything like that, these guys don't take it lightly, they're cunning and never willing to take risks. If you come here alone at night, you're afraid of dying. The caravan leader watched the caravan gradually step out of the range of the rakshasas, and his expression relaxed.

Those rakshasas did not give up on catching up with the caravan, hiding their bodies in the rocks, inexplicably terrifying.

Just when everyone thought it was all right, there was an exclamation from the back of the group, "Someone has fallen, he has been caught by the Rakshasas!" The captured man screamed, and as soon as he fell, the Rakshasa grabbed his ankle and quickly retreated, pulling towards the Rakshasa group, ready to feast.

"Is it an ordinary person or a combatant?" asked the caravan leader hurriedly.

"It's ordinary people. The man behind replied.

"Give up on him. The caravan leader bluntly said that he didn't want to do such a thing, but there was no way, once the Rakshasa seized the opportunity, it was impossible to escape.

"But that person is your nephew. "Someone said.

"!" the caravan leader scolded angrily: "This kid will cause trouble, and he will even walk crookedly." A team of people came with me to save him. "This decision is dangerous, Rakshasas will not actively attack the crowd, but that does not mean that they will not attack those who catch up, they are essentially ferocious monsters. The other part of the caravan said that they thought it would not work, and that if they split up, they would likely be attacked by the Rakshasa at the opportunity. A caravan leader cannot sacrifice someone for a nephew.

"Damn!" he scratched his face angrily, not knowing what to do, and if he slowed down a little longer, he was afraid that the child would be torn apart by five horses. The caravan riot was at a loss, and Abailou pondered for a moment that he could make a move. So he grabbed the caravan leader's belt and said, "Lend me this." ”

After a rough estimate of the length, Abay Lou jumped to the back row on top of the cart and carriage, where he could see the young man grabbed by the rakshasas. Abaylou flicked the rope and made a few loops around the rakshasa's head, hooking the young man's trouser belt.

"Come back. With a loud shout, Abaylou didn't even use his fighting spirit, and with brute force he pulled the young man into the sky, and finally landed on the straw of the cart.

This series of actions flowed smoothly, leaving the ground stunned.

The young man didn't even understand how he was saved, he just blindly said "thank you" and didn't know who he was thanking to.

There was warm applause and applause.