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At this time, it is the May scene in the world, the clear sky is like washing, the wind blowing from the high peak of Kunlun is still cold, the altitude of Kunlun Pass is not too high, it is an alpine meadow, the snow peak in the distance is majestic and magnificent, the silver light is shining, like a fairyland.

In front of the earth, Fan Xiang rode a big green horse, followed by it, and walked into the Kunlun Mountain Pass, the mist drifting from the top of the Kunlun Mountain far away from the north swept with the mountain wind, and the mountain pass was full of smoke, depicting this scene like a dream.

Fan Xiang rode a big green horse, walked for a long time, went out of the mountain pass, went all the way down, and gradually entered the desert area at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the sun has reached the middle, the stones along the way are baked hot, the surface temperature is already very high, people really feel that this is the wasteland desert, the plants on the alpine meadows are gradually thinning, the more you go forward, the more desolate the desert and the Gobi sandbar, the plants can no longer survive normally.

The desert is exhausted and the mountains are bare and bald, and occasionally huge stone mountains stand abruptly, like rubies that have gone through the vicissitudes of life are inlaid in the vast Gobi sandbar.

The surface layer of the Gobi is weathered, exposed red, looking at it from a distance, it is like a sea of steaming fire, the red stone brown rock has been growing for thousands of years, not a single inch of grass grows, the birds are extinct, and the view is like a raging flame. However, between this hot yellow sand, it is not really a lifeless desperate situation.

Fanxiang was thirsty, accompanied by a vigorous earth mole, continued to gallop on horseback, turned over a section of brown rock mountain, and then arrived at a big Gobi, the Gobi is flat as a mirror, the desert is endless, the wind is whistling, and there is no smell of fireworks in the world.

After passing the Gobi Desert to the west, soon a hill appeared in the distance. In the blink of an eye, the hills are getting closer and closer, and the clouds and mist between the mountains and rocks are filled with a valley. Walking into the valley, the more you go in, the narrower the road becomes, it seems that there is another world in it, and when you get closer, a canyon is revealed, and there is a faint intention to kill.

Fanxiang shouted, called the soil mole, and went straight into the horse, the stone walls on both sides of the gorge stood upright, like a knife and an axe to split, and there was no outside the desert in the unbearable heat, but the coldness was sensitive. The road in between twists and turns is unusually twisty. The scale of the canyon is not large, but the colors are bright and rich, there is a snow-capped mountain stream in the canyon, the water flow is very shallow, gurgling and flowing, with green waves, as if green jelly, as if solidified, inlaid in the middle of various colored mountain stones.

The mountains in the distance are clearly layered, the knife is cut and the axe is general, red, yellow, blue, green, black and other colors are interspersed among them, and the oil brush is painted out in general, which is very amazing.

The further you go in, the more open and warm it becomes. As far as the eye can see, in the midday sun, grasses, knotweeds, mosses and other pastures weave green carpets with their thin stems and young leaves, and gentians, asters, nasturtiums, and anemites are decorated with green felts in their bright colors.

After half a day of running, I suddenly saw the fresh grass shoots along the way, smelling the fresh air in the wind, the big green horse neighed, let go of its four hooves, and ran on the open and flat meadow of this big valley.

After walking in the valley for about half an hour, the sun was warm, and finally came to a poplar forest, and the poplar forest faintly heard the sound of "humming" carrying heavy objects, mixed with the sound of whipping, or the sound of human pain, far away.

Fan Xiang was very curious, so she went into the forest and saw that in the poplar forest, there was a faint place where the stone was built. Rushing closer, it was a huge stone tower reaching into the sky. But I saw that there were three gilded characters of "Buddha Light Pagoda" on the tower door, and in the sun, there was a faint golden light.

The gate of the stone tower was opened, and there were two little demons standing next to the door, armed with iron guns, with hateful faces. On the open slope near the left side of the stone tower, there are many people in tattered clothes, under the supervision of several bull-headed and horse-faced demons, tiredly carrying boulders and cutting down large wooden .......

When Fan Xiang saw it, he got off the horse, went to hide behind a mountain rock, and quietly watched all this.

Suddenly, a terrible cry rang out in the crowd, and the crowd was in a commotion, "Dog, dog, wake up, wake up, don't scare your father, ah, my child......" Three or five little demons rushed into the crowd with leather whips in their hands, waving and shouting, "Fuck the fuck and work,...... Don't fucking shout mourning,...... Hurry up and get to work,...... Damn, don't die. The crowd gradually dispersed, and only the man was holding a dying teenager, crying uncontrollably.

", get to work!"

"Bang", a leather whip hit his back hard, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of the man's mouth, and he didn't realize it, but he slowly stood up with the child in his arms, and muttered: "Dog, ah, my dog, Dad takes you home, ah, Dad carries you home, ah,......"

"Damn," the little demon scolded, and with a "snap", a leather whip hit him the back, and the man limped and fell to the ground, but he slowly stood up with the child in his arms and walked forward.

"Fuck, don't die!" a blue-faced and fanged demon flung the whip into the air and struck at the lost man. Hearing a "snap", the whip struck him heavily on the back, and immediately split him in half like an axe, and threw him to the ground with the boy.

The air froze all at once, and the crowd around them was silent......

"Fuck it, I want to rebel, I don't want to die, go fucking and work for me!" a little demon shook the leather whip in his hand and y......elled fiercely.

Seeing this situation, Fanxiang couldn't hold back any longer. He walked out from behind the stone, jumped in front of the little demon in a few steps, grabbed the whip with his hands, and knocked the little demon to the ground with a few punches. When the demons saw it, they shouted and surrounded them all.

Fanxiang is more than enough to deal with these little demons. I saw him punch in the east and leg in the west, and in a moment, he scattered the demons. When the workers saw that the demons had dispersed, they shouted, and a group of people shouted and fled in all directions.

Fan Xiang walked in front of the man, and saw that the man was dead, and the child called the dog was still dying on the ground, so he leaned down and gently rubbed the dog's dantian with his palm a few times, and the dog woke up leisurely and said softly: "I want to go home, I don't want to work as a slave here, this is hell." I want my father to ......" suddenly turned his head and saw his father lying in a pool of blood, a terrible cry burst out of his throat, and before the sound was finished, he slowly closed his eyes again, and he was already dead.

At this time, a monster in a black robe led a hundred and ten little demons to leap forward and surround Fanxiang in the heart.

Fanxiang looked at the monster. I saw that the monster bear-headed human body, with a face like black charcoal, ringed eyes and hairy mouth, tall and burly, holding a nine-ring big iron fork, exhaling heavily, and shouting: "Where did you come from, Xiao Misan, dare to go to your Black Wind Grandpa's territory to spread wild,...... Hurry up and let the horse come over and let your grandfather Black Wind send you to the western sky. ”

Fanxiang stood up, laughed, pointed at the monster and said, "I don't know where the came from, haha,...... Hey, are you a charcoal burner or a coal digger, it's really dark and very particular, haha....... ”

The ring-eyed monster was furious, and he didn't say anything again, and stabbed at Fanxiang as a chest.

Fan Xiang was not panicked, drew a knife to hold the iron fork, his feet were not eight, followed the momentum of the iron fork, flashed to the side gently, avoided the fork edge, reached out with his right hand, grabbed the fork rod, grabbed the momentum, and kicked the monster's knee with his left foot.

Fanxiang crossed the knife to block, and with a bang, the knife and fork intersected, and the knife in his hand bounced away, and the ring-eyed monster was also shocked to the point that his right arm was sore, and he took a few steps back, and fell heavily to the ground. The ring-eyed monster was so angry that he roared, jumped up, took a step forward, raised his fork, and thrust it into his chest.

Fan Xiang laughed for a long time, and the little demons on the sidelines only heard a "dang" in their ears, only to see a faint blue flame passing in front of them. The ring-eyed monster looked fixedly, but it was a broken knife blocking the iron fork, and it progressed along the fork rod, cutting straight at the ten fingers of the monster's grip on the fork. This hand swinging knife action is clean and neat, like flowing water, extremely fast, it is the fourth type of Fanxiang folding plum knife method "dark incense floating".

The monster "oops" sounded, and it was too late to return the fork, so he had to throw the fork away to save his hands and jump backwards at the same time. Fanchana allowed him to dodge back, approached him, and with a twist of the blade, he slashed at the knees of the ring-eyed monster with a backhand.

Seeing that the ring-eyed monster was in mid-air, it would not fall, there was no way to retreat, and when a left leg was about to be cut off, I saw a silver wire whip coming from behind and wrapping Fan Xiang's hand to interrupt the knife. He grasped the broken knife tightly, looked back, and saw a young woman in green about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with bewitching eyebrows, standing ten steps behind him at some point, holding a long whip, bowing to Fanxiang, and whispering, "Please keep your subordinates and let my husband go." ”

Fan Xiang withdrew the broken knife, looked at the woman in green, and said, "Who are you?"

"This is Black Wind Valley, this is my husband, the old demon of Black Wind, and the concubine Brigitte. Two months ago, my husband and I fled from Daxizhou with the remnants of our men, passing by this Buddha Light Pagoda, and seeing that no one lived there, they occupied this place as a temporary place to live, in order not to be easily attacked by the Beigong encirclement army, so they went around to capture these people to build a fortress for us. ”

"Oh, that's right. Then why are you so cruel to these people? ”

“...... Righteous man, this ...... We won't dare in the future. ”

"Very good, since you want to be preserved in this troubled era, it is impossible to rely on your hundred and ten people, I think it would be better for you to unite with other rebels and fight the enemy together. ”

"Well, let's think about it. ”

"Well, you guys think about it and ask what other rebels are going on around here. ”

The ring-eyed monster stood up, looked at Fanxiang, and said: "Under the bear black wind, the Lianghe people of Daxizhou, this is Brigitte Neiren, I offended a lot just now, and I ask the righteous to bear with me." ...... May I ask the righteous man, what do you call it?"

"In the lower Fanxiang. ”

"Fanxiang?...... You are Fanxiang, fighting against the Heavenly Court, and Fanxiang is wanted and captured by the Beigong Heavenly Court,...... It's a thunderous name. It's better for us, we will respect you as the leader, and you will lead us all to fight against these damn Beigong servants. The ring-eyed strange black wind walked over in a few steps, prostrate on the ground, and bowed deeply to Fanxiang, extremely religious, and his excited voice was about to be deformed.

"Haha, you're polite, let's talk about this later. Your immediate priority is to find out if there are any other rebels around here as soon as possible. ”

"Where will the Van Yishi go, I am willing to follow your left and right to fight against the Beigong servant army. ”

"Well, when I go to Ziduhe, I will finish some personal affairs first, and as for fighting against the Beigong Army, I will. Today, I have to hurry to leave. ...... Before leaving, I would like to remind you to be kind to humans and your subordinates in the future. ”

"Okay, well, I will definitely follow what the Buddha said!"

"Okay, don't leave it at that, there will be a date later. Both sides clasped their fists and saluted.

Fan Xiang rode a big green horse, took Da Dazi out of the Black Wind Valley, and went all the way north, urging the horse to gallop.