Chapter 4 Above the Yellow Sand

In the past, when Andariel, the queen of torture, had not yet occupied the convent, the golden trade route from Westmar to Lu Gauin provided enough supplies for the cities along the route, but since the trade route was cut off, these desert cities had to rely on Lu Gain, who had a sea lane, to "feed". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

However, the biggest problem is that there are very few of those desert cities with teleportation arrays, which leads to the vast majority of cities can only rely on caravans to transport the necessary supplies, although the storage ring has been widely spread among the indigenous groups, but in the desert outside the city of Ru Gain, whether you have supplies or not, whether you have a treasure or not, as long as you step out of the city gate, you will step into a truly chaotic expanse of yellow sand.

All the cities under the jurisdiction of the Wizard Society have teleportation arrays, but the rest of the cities have been abandoned by them, and the attitude of the Wizard Society towards these cities is to let them fend for themselves.

Unlike wizards such as Lu Gain who control the city, outside the city is a world with no legal restrictions, in this world, densely packed with hunters watching secretly, they always keep an eye on every prey that appears in front of them, many demons, undead, and orcs living on this yellow sand will launch surprise attacks from time to time, and as hunters, they will inevitably swallow all their prey.

Therefore, when Wu Liang and the other Qingluan people walked out of Lu Gaoyin in full view of everyone, there were suddenly many malicious eyes staring at them. Although the owners of these gazes did not immediately show their blood-stained fangs, in the depths of the desert, these bloodthirsty beast-like beings would swarm in.

"Everyone, cheer up, the situation in the Aranok Desert is very chaotic!"

Jiang Luan glanced at the surrounding environment, and saw a few simple roads paved by humans on the long yellow sand, and there were still some shallow rut marks and human footprints in the roads, but what she cared about the most was that not far from Lu Gaoin City, there were still a few faint stains that were not covered by the yellow sand, and a few sneaky heads on the sand dunes in the distance.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze blew on the sandy sea, and the waves glittered in the sun, and then spread over the sand dunes, and finally covered the blood.

Just outside the city, you can imagine how many lives are buried in this desert.

After receiving Jiang Luan's instructions, Wu Liang suddenly expanded the perception domain, and his soul power was greatly improved, and the radius of the perception domain directly reached five hundred meters, which was enough to scan a lot of information hidden in the shadows, such as the magic circle on the city wall that Lu Gaoyin could not see with the naked eye, and the huge cave hidden under this desert.

Wu Liang's eyebrows raised slightly, and he saw many humans in wizard robes, but these wizards did not perform any secret rituals to destroy the world, and this cave was more like the place where they lived.

Removing some doubts in his heart, Wu Liang opened the team's private chat, and directly clarified the location of several human beings who had a high level of hiding skills.

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"Why did they stop?"

On the border between shadow and light outside the city walls, an Arab player wrapped in a white trench coat asked the people around him.

In his hand he held a mottled scimitar, which at first glance looked old and textured, but if you held it in your hand and looked at it carefully, you could see that it was extraordinary. The rusty red dots on the scimitar blade emitted a millimeter of light that ordinary people could not easily detect, and the Arab player couldn't help but tighten his palm as he spoke, so that the millimeters of light completely converged, making it look more like a broken knife.

But the tip of the knife, which was exposed to sunlight, became brighter.

The three players standing beside him were also from the Arab region, both men and women, their faces and bodies were uniformly covered by white clothes, and these three stood behind the knife-wielding man, looking at the stagnant Qingluan Hall not far from the city wall.

One of them leaned against the city wall to enjoy the shade and said lazily: "Boss, they obviously found a few nails?" Could it be that you won't make the same mistakes again, right? When you see your old rival, your IQ goes offline? Don't forget, Chunmian didn't realize that the lazy guy was gone......"

The player's broken thoughts were not over, and the "ah" was not finished, and just as he was about to shut up, it turned into a miserable howl.

A white-gloved fist hit him directly in the stomach, leaving him slumped and unable to make a sound for a long time.

The punch was a female player, her figure hidden under the white clothes, was actually the most burly among the four players, this obviously larger clothes, as if there were signs of being blown up, a pair of eyes exposed outside, surprisingly ruthless, staring at the screaming player snorted coldly, didn't say anything, and withdrew a fist bigger than a casserole.

The mage standing beside this female player was in a cold sweat, he was not worried that the female player who was stronger than a cow would suddenly be violent towards him, but looked at the increasingly bright tip of the knife, and faintly felt bad in his heart.

"Does the boss want to rush to Qingluan Hall now? However, the rest of the club all went to Shensha City, outnumbered, obviously not the boss's style. This player's eyes are very smart, just a moment to turn several times, his mind is in a hurry to observe the twelve players who are very different behaviors, suddenly there is a glimmer of light in his eyes, he finally saw an item in the hand of the head of the Qingluan Palace, and this item is the goal of their trip.

"I see!"

The player who suddenly realized that he hammered his palm with his fist, thinking of the reward of this mission, even he couldn't help but feel agitated, and couldn't help but launch a surprise attack on Jiang Luan and snatch the item into his hand.

At this moment, the knife-wielding player who had asked knowingly before, gently released the handle of the knife, and gave up the idea of rushing out, his club was not located in Lu Gaoyin, and the strength of four people alone was not enough to defeat the large number of Qingluan Palace, but he was ready to have a hunting activity in the depths of the desert.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the knife-wielding man immediately turned and walked towards the city, knowing that the night along the way could not stop the twelve, and he was ready to teleport to the neighboring city, waiting for the arrival of these people who also had a great responsibility around the legendary land.

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Jiang Luan is not ready to go deep into the desert in the eyes of some pretenders, as the head of the Qingluan Palace, she is not a soft and weak ordinary woman, the Qingluan Palace can still maintain the status of the overlord of Huaxia, and she has an iron-blooded hand.

As a result, several of the twelve Qingluan ranged attackers were dispatched at the same time.

On the desert in front of them, there are dozens of hidden bad eyes, and in the area around the city wall, there are many players standing waiting to see a good show or preparing to pick up the leaks, the famous Qingluan Hall they recognize, but in this desert without legal constraints, even if the people present are thunderous Qingluan high-level, but with only a few twelve people, it will only increase their attractiveness, and they can't compete with the tigers around them.

Some players are already secretly gearing up, preparing to take action after the Qingluan Hall is far away from the city gate.

However, just as they were waiting for the Qingluan Hall to officially set off, the sudden attack poured down like a torrential rain.

Jiang Luan's order to his men is extremely simple, that is, one person takes care of a direction, as long as he is outside the city, he is the target of their attack, whether the opponent is a player or an aborigine, whether the opponent is a nobody or a famous player.

That year, weeping willow and Hong Feng, the two rangers, were responsible for attacking the farthest player above or below the desert, and the two of them each took care of one side, and the weeping willow's shot speed was faster than Hong Feng's, just a blink of an eye, a bowstring groaned, and a feather arrow broke through the air, and then exploded the head of the player in the farthest line of sight, until this time, Hong Feng's first arrow had just left the string, but he also killed a player with the same accuracy.

As a well-known lone ranger, the weeping willow was one level higher than Hong Feng at the technical level, and he was expressionless like a cold-blooded grim reaper, but at this moment, he really turned into a god of death, and the killing speed was far from being comparable to Hong Feng, who was also a ranger.

The players in the distance who were lying on the sand dunes were killed by him before they could react, but by the time they realized that the idea was in their hands, it was too late, and all of them were killed by the weeping willows that year. On the other hand, on Hong Feng's side, there are two more fish that slipped through the net.

Although there had been several collaborations, when he really observed that year, when Weeping Willow made a move, Hong Feng discovered that there was an insurmountable gap between the two, and at the same time, he was secretly frightened, and at the same time, he focused more attention on those players who had a fluke mentality and did not leave the hiding place.

The desert burst into a sand flower, which means that a player was killed by two people, and before the previous sand flower fell, another sand flower bloomed, endlessly, and after a while, the sand flower's body was all over the yellow sand in front of him.

Just as the two rangers attacked the players in the distance, the remaining Qingluan Hall members with attack ability launched an unreasonable attack at the two players standing in the shadows outside the city wall at the same time.

The first strike is strong, this is Jiang Luan's intention, this move can not only reduce some pressure for himself, but also deter Xiaoxiao, you must know that they have not used skills from beginning to end, just by virtue of the strength of strong level professionals, they can carry out a strong blow to these people whose level is generally lower than level 50.

Sometimes, quantity is everything, but when the quantity is not large enough to produce quantitative change, only death is brought in.