The northern border is a region known for its desert, where there is perennial drought and little rainfall, sparse vegetation and less people.

A breeze blew, and a stream of yellow sand rolled up on the avenue, and spread along the road into the distance, the wind was too light to carry much of the yellow sand, and they circled and jumped, and scrambled to fall down like mischievous children, and perfectly concealed the crawling marks of a scorpion.

It is a wide avenue, full of ten meters wide, which can drive three large carriages unique to the north side by side without being too crowded, one end of the avenue leads to Liao'er City, and the other end is the Yilan Stone Field. That's right, this road is the avenue where the three major families of Liao'er City transport spars, and it is the three major families who have stepped out step by step after several generations, and it is named Yilan Avenue, which is the real lifeblood of Liao'er City!

Not far from the avenue, clumps of thorny grass are overgrown. Legend has it that the ancestors of the three major families experienced many hardships when they opened up the Yilan Stone Field, and the good men of Liao'er City fell in batches, and finally excavated the Yilan Stone Field. In order to commemorate those martyrs, the three major families placed the remains of those martyrs next to Yilan Avenue and planted thorn grass next to them to commemorate them. Elsewhere the thorn grass is green or brown, but here it is a flame of red, and the old people say that it is dyed red by the blood of their ancestors.

Next to the inconspicuous thorn grass, the little scorpion that had just crawled in the middle of the road was moving forward gracefully. The scorpion is naturally afraid of the tide, likes the dark and the sun, but this scorpion completely ignores the weather conditions of the desert at noon, and is swinging its eight long legs and moving unhurriedly. There are thousands of miles without accumulating steps, don't look at how slow this little thing climbs, and after a while, it actually enters the thorn bush. The scorpion entered the thorn bush like an old horse, slowly moved along a strange curve to the base of a thorn, and then used its large pincers to dig up the earth, and a small circular hole appeared in front of its eyes, and it kept its speed and climbed in unhurriedly.

Underground, a stout man with a face full of flesh is looking intently at the back of his hand, the man is sitting cross-legged on the ground, his upper body is naked, the horizontal flesh on his body is more irregular than that on his face, and the huge scorpion has been crawling on his chest, almost occupying his entire chest, if you look closely, you will find that it is not a live scorpion, but a vivid scorpion tattoo. There was a small scorpion lying on the back of the man's hand, and the scorpion's tail was stuck in his back, and the man's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was communicating.

"This baby scorpion of the three masters is so good that it can detect anything. A voice came from behind.

"That's not it, since we have this scorpion, how many fewer people have we died, and it's not all the credit of the three masters. Another voice chimed in.

"Shhhh An old voice scolded.

There was a sudden silence underground, and I don't know how long it took for the stout man to finally turn around and turn his head to look at the group of men behind him.

"The situation of the person who came has been figured out, it is still three carts transporting spars, escorted by two elders who have entered the realm. The man's voice was surprisingly steady.

"Three masters, do you think we cut it off or not?" asked an elderly middle-aged man, his voice was old and serious, and it was the one who scolded others in front.

"Alas, it's not cost-effective to intercept them, even if we catch them off guard, at most we can grab a cart and a half of spars, and then they will be closed for several months, which is not pleasant. The man said.

Hearing that the mountain was closed, everyone's faces changed, if the mountain was closed, they would not be able to enter the city for several months, and that would not suffocate them! They were bandits, and they wanted to be happy and happy, and they were blocked on the mountain every day, what was that called.

"Alright then, let them go. ”

After a while, there was a burst of rumbling sounds on the ground, and the man listened carefully, sure enough, there were three, and there were two hidden and extremely sharp Xuan Qi fluctuations, which were indeed two elders who entered the realm. The man touched the scorpion on the back of his hand, and his eyes were full of pampering.

Hearing the cart passing, the middle-aged man got up and left the place, and the man instructed, "Be careful, go and go back quickly." He knows that middle-aged people are going to solve personal matters and go out, who doesn't have a three-urgency.

The middle-aged man came out of an inconspicuous place far away, hid behind a thorn and squatted down, bored with a handful of thorn grass in his hand, and counted the thorn leaves in his heart. The middle-aged man quickly finished his work, got up and returned to the entrance, and he glanced into the distance with his usual caution, and suddenly saw a black crystal in the middle of the avenue, which radiated a mysterious luster in the sunlight. The middle-aged man observed again, and after making sure that there was no one around, he slowly moved towards that side, and after a while, he came to the side of the road, and he finally determined what the black crystal was, it was actually a high-grade spar! The middle-aged man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and muttered in his heart: "I'm afraid that the sky in Liao'er City is about to change." ”

They could resist not grabbing the primary spar, but this kind of "reserve" was obviously vulnerable in front of the high-grade spar. Once the news of the production of high-grade spars from the Yilan Stone Farm spreads, not only Liao'er City, but the entire northern territory will be swept in!

The night came on time at their own specific pace, and the workers on the Yilan Stone Quarry fell asleep one after another, maintaining their own inherent rules. Mo Qian also quietly came to Yunfei's tent again.

"What are you calling me to come over tonight for?"

"Tonight is the day we get out of here. ”

That high-grade spar was naturally secretly put on the transport vehicle by Yun Fei, and he used a plant colloid unique to the Yilan Stone Field, which could only stick to things for more than an hour, calculating the journey, and the transport convoy was almost halfway through at that time. Why does Yunfei have a high-grade spar? Yunfei now has more than just one or two high-grade spars. As for whether that spar could be found, Yun Fei wasn't worried at all, the thieves in the wasteland were like wolves in the snowfield, if they didn't have this keenness, then they wouldn't have been the king of this wasteland for so long!

Time is like an invisible hand, silently pushing the bright moon and the stars in the sky to move its position, and before you know it, it is already midnight. Tonight's Yilan Stone Field was terrifyingly silent, and all the animals seemed to have a premonition of something, and they were too frightened to make a sound.

"Uh······h Woo······ Woo······" The sound was like thunder, splitting the silence alive. Immediately followed by that voice, there was the alarm bell of the "clang" of the Yilan Stone Field. This voice has a magical charm, Mo Qian, who was originally restless, suddenly calmed down after hearing this voice, he turned his head to look at Yun Fei, who also opened his eyes at this moment, the two of them smiled, and they understood the meaning in each other's eyes, yes, this is the death knell of the three major families!

Yun Fei led Mo Qian, lifted the tent and walked out. On the periphery of the Yilan Stone Field, there was already a sea of fire, shouting, shouting, and scolding merged into a wave of skyrocketing sound, Yun Fei did not hesitate, found a direction and quickly swept out.

In the center of the Yilan Stone Field, Hu Liang was shrunk under the quilt, shivering. Although Hu Liang has a good talent, he has been arrogant since he was a child, and he has never seen this battle, so when the alarm bell sounds, his first reaction is to curl up in the quilt. In the center of the tent, there were five thousand purple primary hedrons, which were all the output of the Yilan Stone Farm this month. The spars of the Yilan Stone Field are sent every three months, yesterday's batch was sent to the Chu family, today's batch was sent to the Yun family, and this batch will be sent to the Mo family tomorrow, as long as this batch of goods is sent safely, then the difference between the three months can also be paid, why did something happen at this stall.

"Bang" The wooden door of the tent was kicked open, Hu Liang suddenly screamed, and said loudly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want!" Yun Fei ignored Hu Liang, and with a wave of his hand, he collected all the five thousand spars into the Seeking Dao Hall, and then turned around and left here. In the tent, Hu Liang, who never heard any movement again, lifted the corner of the quilt, and then looked at the place where the five thousand crystals were still placed before.

"It's over, it's completely over this time!" said after a long time, bursting out of Hu Liang's mouth.

On the periphery of the Yilan Stone Field, Mo Qian was squatting in a corner, covered with a handful of withered grass, and before Yun Fei left, he told him not to move, and he took this pose. Not to mention, this method is really useful, the people of the three major families and the thieves of Huangfeng Village have passed through several times, and no one has found him. But Mo Qian's luck didn't seem to be very good this time, a thief with a torch obviously thought that there was also a pile of dead grass here, and came over with a torch, Mo Qian jumped up from the spot, and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing here?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then picked up the big knife and slashed over, Mo Qian saw that his head was wrong, and immediately turned around and began to flee for his life. Mo Qian was a person who didn't even reach the eighth rank of the first Xuan, how could he run past the person behind him who was obviously in the realm of ascending to the hall, and in just a few steps, that person's big knife slashed straight down from the top of Mo Qian's head.

"Keng", the man's broadsword suddenly broke from it and split in two. Mo Qian took advantage of this opportunity to run quickly, and took two or three steps to meet Yun Fei and the scrawny Yun Tou.

"Go!" Yun Fei snapped, only to see the man take the remaining half of the big knife, turn around and leave them.

Mo Qian and Yun Toudeng's eyes widened, the scene in front of them was too weird. Yun Fei smiled and didn't explain, but helped Yun Tou and found a way to leave here. Although Yun Fei's Xuan Qi has only reached the realm of a first-class ascending hall, but his soul has reached a strange high point after the blessing of seeking the Tao, the old man who seeks the Tao likes to use the powerful power of the divine soul to create an illusion during his lifetime, the 'Rubble Palace' and 'Skull Palace' are the illusions he arranged, and the current Yunfei is naturally impossible to reach the point of being supernatural, but it is still possible to affect a thief who has ascended to the realm.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, as if it was going to burn the entire Yilan Stone Field. But Yun Fei knew that the sins in those dark corners of the Yilan Stone Field could not be burned clean with fire, and those sins could only be washed away with blood!