"Phew! If you are serious, you are serious, and here you are. Xiling Lan said, but her heart was sweet, "Chu Tianmu, I miss you." ”

"Okay Lan'er, I miss you too, I miss you very much." But this pit daddy's soul-killing gun marksmanship diagram ......

"Chu Tianmu, hug."

"Well, hug." Chu Tianmu stretched out his hand and hugged in the void, as if a real beauty was in his arms, both of them were drunk, thousands of miles away, but their hearts were close at hand.

Just when Xiling Lan and Chu Tianmu were sweet and sweet, kissing me and me.

In the darkness not far outside the city of Suijun.

There was a group of horseback riders dressed in uniform gray clothes, small in number, about 100 people, each covered with cloth towels to keep warm from the wind and sand, and to hide from the sand.

The leader of the leader, tall, slender, imposing, immovable as a mountain.

A pair of clear eyes looked at the city of Suijun, and there seemed to be endless thoughts in them.

"Big brother, you've been looking here for a long time, why don't we go into the city?" The attendant next to him asked tentatively.

As soon as these words came out, someone was ready to move, "Every year, we will go to Suijun to grab it, big brother, you are new here, you don't know the way, little brother will take you in?" Guarantee to help you find a beautiful girl, happy and happy......"

When the leader heard this, his eyes lit up, "I said that Suijun is my special concern, and no one is allowed to set foot in Suijun without my order." ”

The subordinate who was about to move was frightened by this murderous words, and nodded again and again, "Yes, yes...... The younger brother didn't dare to make a mistake. ”

In fact, in his heart, he slandered, but he relied on saving the life of the desert king, the desert looked at his life-saving grace, and sealed him a small leader of a thousand-person team, and he really took himself as a garlic, which is not allowed to be done on the ground, it is not easy for them to survive in the desert, so they rely on the end of the year to rob the cities around the desert to live, although Suijun is poor, but it is good, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat......

This big brother, who has not been outside for a long time, restricts them from robbing Suijun!

Why?

But because of the leader's strong martial arts, he really gave him ten dares, and he didn't dare to put forward his opinion, unless he didn't want to live.

This man looked cold and talked little, but he was extremely difficult to provoke, and he was decisive in killing, and the king relied on this man to recover several other desert forces.

A handsome white-robed monk suddenly appeared beside them in the dark: "Amida Buddha, donors, come from afar to Suixian, this year coincides with the Chinese New Year's Eve, our county lord of Suijun is very hospitable, happy and charitable, it is better to go into the city to live, the poor monks look at the donors with a lot of resentment, after entering Suijun, the poor monks are willing to recite a few days of death mantras for the donors, what do you think?" ”

The horse thieves, except for the leader, were collectively shocked, when did this white-robed type appear beside them? I didn't notice it at all, and I was a little annoyed when I heard his words.

"Get out! Stinky monk. ”

"Don't kill today, get away, don't affect the interest of our eldest brother."

……

The leader of the horse thieves withdrew his complicated and reluctant gaze on Suijun, looked at the white-robed monk, and did not speak.

Just spit out a word faintly to his subordinates, "Go!" ”

In the darkness of the night, this hundred-person rider came quietly and left the range of Suijun quietly.

Monk Jiashan said loudly in the direction they left, "Amitabha, donors, the sea of suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore!" ”