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Die?

Ye Yuxi smiled in his heart, with Long Xiaopang here, he didn't have to make his own choice, as long as there was danger, Long Xiaopang would definitely want to escape as soon as possible.

"You've got a sand gold mine, what's wrong?" A trace of evil spirit floated out of Bai Jinyi's mouth.

Marlowe nodded: "Two years ago, someone set their sights on the sand gold mine, and asked us to hand over a huge amount of gold mine every six months, and if we couldn't hand it over, we would kill the old people and children in the village." ”

"Your cultivation is also passable, didn't you fight with him?" The fat man wondered.

"Fight, can't beat them." Marlowe shook his head.

"And then what happened." Nightfeather Tide asked Marlowe to continue.

"They have ninth-order powerhouses, we can't beat them, we can only give them their lives, and the gold mines dug in the stockade are all given to them." Marlowe's voice was full of hatred.

Ye Yuxi and a few people were stunned, no wonder Marlowe and they were robbers and ate moldy steamed buns.

"There are not as many gold mines this year as in previous years, and those people still asked us to hand over the same amount of gold mines, and we can't get ......"

"And then you started planning to rob the caravans in the desert?" The fat man looked at Marlowe with little blinking.

"Well, if we can't get those things, they will kill people, and we have no choice but to rob them."

The crowd was silent......

No wonder, those caravans were only robbed of their money, but the people were let back.

"Brother, you also heard it just now, we lost the oasis to watch the sandstorm, not to help you, hehe." The fat man smiled, and everyone understood the meaning of his words.

Ma Luo glanced at the fat man gratefully, turned his head to Ye Yuxi and said: "They also have ninth-order powerhouses, and the strength of our village master is the eighth-order spirit master, and he was seriously injured by them, you can not come to the village, I don't blame you." ”

"I have other things." Ye Yuxi's cold voice sounded.

But in my heart, I was thinking, Long Xiaopang's words.

This time I came to find a sandstorm, but I didn't expect the ruins of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin to be chosen in that kind of place......

The men talked for an hour, and night had completely fallen.

The night sky of the desert is rarely cloudy, and the sky is full of stars, which is a sight that cannot be seen in a modern city.

Ye Yuxi casually laid out a blanket and lay on it, with her hands under her head and looking up at the starry sky.

Creak.

The purple spirit lightning marten lay on the **** of the night feather tide and squirmed.

"This is not where you are." Bai Jinyi walked over and lifted the Purple Spirit Lightning Marten from the **** of the Night Feather Tide.

Ye Yuxi felt a lightness in her chest, and her beautiful eyes turned slightly, just opposite Bai Jinyi's eyes.

Looking at Bai Jinyi's face from bottom to top, the edges and corners are clear, especially Bai Jinyi's starry eyes, with the vast starry sky behind him, which is slightly deep and charming.

Creak.

The Purple Spirit Lightning Marten was held in Bai Jinyi's hand, and he screamed pitifully twice at Ye Yuxi, asking Ye Yuxi for help.

"Let it go." Night Feather Xi's lips opened lightly.

Bai Jinyi smiled evilly, and as soon as his palm loosened, the Purple Spirit Lightning Marten quickly jumped to Ye Yuxi's side, buried his head in the crook of Ye Yuxi's arm, and hid.

"What are you thinking?" Bai Jinyi spread his blanket next to Ye Yuxi.

"I didn't miss you anyway." Ye Yuxi glanced at Bai Jinyi, who was sitting next to him, and did not drive him away.

"So, you've thought about me before." Bai Jinyi smiled evilly.

"Nope." The night feather tide is crisp.

"When you go to the Alchemist Academy, I may be away for a while." Bai Jinyi said softly, and there was a trace of indescribable emotion in his starry eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Yuxi rarely took the initiative to ask.