002 A fist slamming into your face
When the cavalry heard the leader's order, they hurriedly gathered the slaves together and let them go to the front. The villagers were terrified, especially when they saw the bodies of the dead in the pit, and the whole team cried out.
The Red Scalers' leather whip was not vegetarian, and a sharp whip of the head and face barely restored order to the slave ranks.
The leader's idea was indeed good, and when the slaves came to the front, there was no trap for a long time. Just as the leader was overjoyed and ready to speed up, tragedy began again.
It's also evil, and where the slaves have stepped on, a huge pit has appeared out of thin air. Six horsemen fell to the wooden thorns, and the miserable screams shook the ears of the people.
"Who the hell is it...."
The leader drew his scimitar and screamed into the air around him, but the only thing that answered him was the rustle of the wind and the grass was the wailing of his men.
It was none other than the stray fire hidden in the grass.
Flowing Fire blessed himself with a wind-based spell 'Wind Walking Technique' and quickly interspersed it around the team, and the mortal steppe cavalry was not even aware of the existence of Flowing Fire.
Liuhuo looked at the weeping villagers in front of him, recalling the spells taught by his master, casting one 'trap technique' after another in the path that the enemy must pass, and conjuring sharp wooden thorns one after another with his vitality at the bottom of the trap.
Thus began the death journey of the steppe people.
"Damn, you bastards, you bastards dare to burn down a house, do you know how many years it takes for a poor person to buy a house? Lao Tzu has slept in a straw pile since he was a child..."
"Do you still dare to set fire to the crops? Lao Tzu was hungry since he was a child, I ate a steamed bun for three days, and you actually burned a field with a fire?"
"Do you know how miserable the orphans left behind are?"
"Do you still dare to bully women? Lao Tzu is still a virgin, and you have begun to arch cabbage..."
"And... And also... Damn, no matter what reason he has, Lao Tzu will practice with you today..."
Thinking of this, Liuhuo stopped, and finally revealed his figure, and approached the leader step by step.
The leader was already hysterical as he watched the approaching fire, and he suddenly dragged a young girl from the slave herd and put a scimitar around her neck.
Maybe only in this way can he feel a little safe.
Liuhuo walked towards him slowly, his steps steady, his face gloomy. I have to say that Liuhuo is a promising young man with a full sense of justice, and in his eyes, any bullying of the weak is wrong.
Nima, if you want to eat meat, you should raise sheep by yourself, if you want to drink wine, you should spend your own money to buy it, and if you want a woman, you should go to your wife. Damn, I don't care if you have a woman with you, and it's not a reason for you to rape if you fight a bachelor for the rest of your life.
"And you're still having the face to hide?"
The leader grabbed the girl he had just insulted, her messy placket untied, and the large snow-white on her chest set off his dirty scimitar, and he frowned vigorously at the sight.
"There are such despicable people in the world..."
"What the fuck are you yelling, why are you hiding behind a woman?
"Aren't you a gentleman when you climb a woman's belly and gallop? Why are you hiding behind a woman's back now?"
"You think I can't help you anymore? I'm so worried about your IQ."
Flowing Fire didn't think much about it, his eyes suddenly flashed, his fingers swayed slightly, and a simple 'bloodthirsty berserk technique' was released, and the target was the trembling girl.
In just a moment, the girl's eyes suddenly turned red, the snow-white neck and chest protruded, and the blood vessels bulged out of the skin one by one, and kept beating.
The girl raised her hand sharply and clung to the scimitar around her neck, ignoring the fact that the blade had cut her palm, and the blood was already flowing.
The little boss thought that the weak girl had such great courage, and in a moment of surprise the girl had already let the girl out of his control.
The girl's red eyes made the leader's heart beat wildly, and when the girl bit him on the neck, he actually forgot to resist.
With this mouthful, blood splattered, the major arteries were torn off by the girl's sharp teeth, and the scarlet blood shot into the air like a fountain.
The last of the red-scaled cavalry died on the steppe.
"Died in a woman's mouth, you are the first person in the ages..."
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At the same time, there is another person in Wengang, the capital of Sanyin Kingdom, who is paying attention to this border conflict, and he is Zhongli, the general of Sanyin Kingdom.
General Zhongli looked at the military information sent from the border and cursed in his heart.
"This group of locusts comes to harass every year, and when they rob it, they run away, and they chase a lot..."
The State of Sanyin is a small country on the mainland of Zhongzhou, the country of Dongli in the south has been eyeing the country, and the state of Chu in the southwest is even more vast and has a large population, which is a threat to the State of Sanyin.
In contrast, there is really no need to make a big deal about a small border conflict, anyway, the steppe people have to come here a few times a year, and they will naturally retreat after grabbing enough.
Zhongli was worried about something else, as he had a freshly seized steppe scimitar on his desk.
"When did the grassland people have such exquisite casting technology, and such a sharp scimitar is rare in the Sanyin Kingdom?"
"Could it be that the intelligence is true, there are really legendary black hole people on the grassland, and the black mine cave is real?"
"But why do the people in the Black Mine Cave fund the steppe tribes?"
General Zhongli, who was very anxious, suddenly picked up the scimitar. As soon as the scimitar was in his hands, a white light flashed on the blade. By the time the light had dissipated, the table had split in two.
It turned out that General Zhongli was a high-ranking great sword master.
It seems that no one can answer General Zhongli's confusion, and the general who is in a depressed mood can only use wine to drown his sorrows.
General Zhongli likes to drink in the taverns in Wengang City, not only because the taverns have special dishes, but also because the taverns are quiet enough to make people think at ease.
Today, too, General Zhongli found a secluded tavern in the city and drank his wine. I drank it from noon until the sun sunset, and I still didn't drink enough.
Just as Zhongli was wondering where to pass the time at night, a handsome young man in white walked into the tavern.
"Boss, do you have a room here?" asked the boy.
"Yes, there are good private rooms," the boss replied hurriedly.
"Then bring me one," the boy turned to the backyard with his boss.
As soon as the boy entered the door, Zhongli already felt something strange. As a great swordsman, he is very sensitive to the environment, not to mention that this young man has a unique temperament and is outstanding.
Just as Zhongli was guessing the young man's origin, the young man appeared in the lobby again, picked a secluded corner, and ordered a few drinks and dishes at random.
When the boss served the food, the young man's question made Zhongli's heart move immediately.
"Boss, have you ever heard of a black mine cave?"
The boy who opened his mouth to ask was none other than Flowing Fire.
The boss obviously hadn't heard of the Black Mine Cave either, and shook his head in confusion in exchange for a low sigh of flowing fire.
Zhongli's interest in Drift Fire grew stronger, as Zhongli knew that the Black Mine Cave was there.
The Black Mine Cave is located in the desert deep in the northern grasslands, surrounded by yellow sand in a rolling hilly area, and it is said that the Black Mine Cave is inside. Zhongli also stumbled upon the Red Scalers while conducting research on them.
Very few people know about the Black Mine Cave, and even the red-scaled people of the steppe only mention this name occasionally in legends. It is said that the continuous sea of sand is a forbidden place for humans, and the Black Mine Cave is the abode of the god of death.
Zhongli carefully observed the flowing fire, and the flowing fire also felt Zhongli's gaze. Looking at each other, Zhongli noticed Liuhuo's vigilance, and Liuhuo also felt Zhongli's honesty.
"Would you like to have a drink together?" Zhongli gestured to the Flowing Fire.
"There's always a reason to drink, right?" asked Driftfire.
"Meeting is fate, maybe I have the answer to your question?"
After hearing this, Liuhuo's heart moved, looked at Zhongli, and sat down opposite Zhongli after a while.
Zhongli poured a glass of wine for Liuhuo, raised his glass and said, "Meeting is fate, toast..."
Flowing Fire picked up his wine glass and was about to enter his mouth, when he suddenly noticed a huge fist coming towards him.
The fists are big and strong. Tight skin wrapped around the angular phalanges and struck at the door of the fire. At that moment, the flow of fire actually faintly heard the sound of wind and thunder.
The fists were fast, and it was hard to imagine what kind of force it was to burst out at such speed. Faintly, there was a white glow flowing on the fist.
The strength of the Awakened is not blown out, and the reaction of the Flowing Fire is even faster. When the fist was raised, and the murderous aura had not yet appeared, a thick wall of air had already stood invisibly in front of the two of them.
The wall of air is very dense, as dense as the silt deposited in a swamp for thousands of years, and the flowing fire believes that no matter how strong and fast the fist is, it will be trapped in the wall of air and unable to extricate itself.
On the contrary, the dense wall of air did not block the attack of the fists at all, and not even the speed slowed down. The moment the fist smashed through the wall of air, a dull explosion sounded.
Flowing fire did not hesitate, when the wall of air had not yet been shattered. The metal vitality in the bronze wine glass in his hand was quickly withdrawn by the flowing fire, and condensed into an invisible flying knife under the powerful divine consciousness of the flowing fire, and slammed into the fist in front of him.
It must have hurt, Flowing Fire firmly believed.
The invisible blade formed by the metal vitality brings the painful feeling to mortals that penetrates into the bone marrow. If this heart-rending pain can't affect the man opposite, then he must not be a human being, definitely a monster.
It's a pity that the man on the other side is a monster, and the huge pain doesn't even make him frown. The fist is still unstoppable, never hesitating.
The flowing fire would not sit still, and the wine in his hand suddenly turned into hundreds of millions of drops of white mist shrouded between the two. Imperceptible to the naked eye, tiny droplets of water turned into countless ice slags and poured towards the fist.
Not only that, but the water vitality in the entire tavern hall rushed towards the fist as if it had heard the rallying horn.
Under a white mist, the fist still came through the fog, without hesitation.
I don't know how long it took, but the ice mist condensed by hundreds of millions of ice crystals dissipated. The calm flowing fire stared at the fist in front of him, and his face was neither happy nor carefree.
The fist finally stopped at the point of a finger in front of the flowing fire, and half of his arm was already covered with a layer of ice crystal armor.
Zhongli's fist finally retracted, and the shattered ice slag fell on the table with a crackle.
The glass of flowing fire was also gently placed on the table, as if waiting for the other party to fill it.
"Now I'm convinced, you have enough strength to inquire about the 'Black Mine Cave', you are an Awakened"
"Now I'm also convinced, you have enough power to protect this secret, you are a great sword master"
The two looked at each other for a short time, and they both smiled.
Zhongli lifted the flask with his left hand and helped the fire refill. The right hand that had just punched, placed under the table, trembled slightly. He said as he poured his wine.
"It's fun, it's really enjoyable. It's been a long time since I've had such a hard time, and I haven't felt such pain for a long time, and my heart and liver are still trembling in pain..."
Liuhuo stroked the handprint on the wine glass that he had taken out, and said with a faint smile.
"Intense, exciting. This cup looks like it's going to lose money..."
With that, both of them burst out laughing. The startled laughing boss raised his head as he was settling accounts and looked at it carefully, secretly wondering as he looked.
"Why is it so dry today?"
The affection between men is always very strange, and the friendship obtained from a fight is often much stronger than the friendship that the agency has worked so hard to get. The warm talk made outsiders feel that this must be an old friend who has been separated for many years.
During the mutual introduction, the two gradually became familiar with each other.
"So, Brother Drifting Fire is here to find clues to your origins?"
"Yes, the black mine is the only clue at the moment. ”
"It's difficult! The Black Mine Cave is actually not in San'in Country at all. The Black Mine Cave is north of San'in Country, deep in the grasslands. I've heard of this place, but I only know a general direction, and I haven't been there myself."
"It doesn't matter, as long as there is a goal and a direction. I'm definitely going to go."
Liuhuo's gaze was very firm, Zhongli looked at the little brother without stopping it, but said softly.
"The vastness of the grassland and desert is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, without a good guide, even if you are an awakened person, you can't find it... If you believe me, you can stay in my house first, and when I am ready, I will take you to the desert..."
Liuhuo didn't refuse, because he felt a temperament called bright and upright from Zhongli.
This meal, the two of them were drunk.