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The desert primitive clan, passing through the sandstorm shrouded in and out, is not forceful, because this sandstorm is so powerful, even if it is a master of magic, if he wants to pass through him, he may have no bones.

The reason why the people of the desert primitive tribe can enter and exit through the sandstorm and be safe and sound is because they have long been in the sandstorm covered by the sandstorm, and after thousands of years of building, they have established a safe passage to enter and exit, which is hidden in a place that only the desert primitive tribe knows, and others cannot know.

......

Now, Tours stood at the other end of the sandstorm, at the entrance and exit of the secret passageway.

Watching an off-road vehicle pull out of the exit, Tours became excited.

Goode and Mourning were taken off the off-road vehicle by Tours' men, and after seeing Tours, Goode and Mourning hugged each other tightly, knowing that things were going wrong, and now they were worried about Zhuang Feng's safety.

"Who are you?" asked Goode to Tours.

Turce said disdainfully: "Of course, it has the appearance of your father when he was young, but when you come back, you can't change anything, and the garbage will always be trampled under the feet of the strong!"

Turce didn't answer the question, he said to himself, and as soon as his voice fell, he said to his subordinates beside him: "Take them down, lock them up with Baras, and let them enjoy the lost time of family affection for a long time, hahaha!"

was laughing wildly, a black-faced fierce man ran out of the entrance and exit of the secret passage, and said as he ran: "Master, it's not good, that guy from Huaguo is really difficult to deal with, he still has a powerful spirit pet, and our people have suffered heavy losses......"

"Rubbish, all rubbish!"

Turce scolded: "No matter how powerful he is, what can he do? just kill Zarkha, kill Zarkha, he won't be able to find the entrance and exit of the secret passage, in that case, if he wants to come in, he can only go through the sandstorm, and then give his life to the sandstorm, hahaha!"

Tours spoke all the languages of the desert primitives, and Goode and Morning did not understand a single word.

Now Goode is shouting, "Don't hurt my young master, don't hurt my young master......"

Turce couldn't understand Hua Chinese, and his subordinate next to him was a linguist, who translated for him, ".................."

Listening to his translator, Turce said angrily: "A dignified prince of the Desert Primitive Clan actually calls others Young Master?

Translation and communication, word by word retelling of Tours' invective, "........................"

Hearing this, Goode asked wildly, "Who the hell are you, and where is my family?"

"Now I'll have someone lead you to your family and take you away!" Turce commanded, and his men escorted Goode and Monin to a carriage, and not far away, the majestic capital of the Desert Primitives.

And Turce didn't care about the presence of Zhuang Feng outside the sandstorm, and stepped into his own carriage, where everything was primitive.

......

Outside of the sandstorm, all the black-faced fierce men who had their lives left behind did not dare to approach Zhuang Feng again, and they rushed towards Zarkha under the order of the black-faced fierce man who came back with the order.

How could Zhuang Feng give them the opportunity to hurt Zarkha, and let the four divine beasts of the cottage protect Zarkha to the death.

A big battle is like this, and the interpretation reaches the climax stage.

Soon, corpses were strewn all over the field.

All the black-faced men have been dealt with.

"Ding! host awesome, all things considered, reward 45566 force points!(Total force value: 473322 points)"

Hearing the reward of the system, Zhuang Feng said depressedly: "Is it too little?"

The system said helplessly: "Ding! I'm sorry host, this is all based on the actual battle situation, besides, the resourcefulness value is not enough, and too much force value is not beneficial......"

Hearing this, Zhuang Feng said depressedly again: "Don't forget to promise me, when I get this piece of God of War armor fragment of the Desert Primitive Clan, remember to replenish my resourcefulness value." ”

"Ding, don't worry, host, I mean what I say!"

"That's good!"

Saying that, Zhuang Feng walked towards Zarkha, and by the way, he took the four divine beasts back into the sea of knowledge.

At this time, Zarkha was so tired that he was about to vomit blood, lying motionless on the ground, panting heavily, and looking loveless.

"Hey, Zarkha, you can't move anymore? Hurry up and think of a way, how can this sandstorm pass through? It's getting dark, we won't spend the night here, right?"

Zhuang Feng was worried about Goode and Mourning's situation now, but he didn't talk about it.

Zarkha held on, got up from the sand, and said to Zhuang Feng: "Enter the territory of our desert primitive clan, as long as you pass through the sandstorm, there is a secret passage here, follow me." ”

Zarkha came to a discarded off-road vehicle, started to raise gear, and Zhuang Feng followed and sat down.

The off-road vehicle accelerated and throttle slammed into the sandstorm.

Soon, after entering the sandstorm for a while, just when the off-road vehicle was about to be swept up by the sandstorm, it suddenly entered the sand, and at this moment, the other end of the mysterious passage was once again heavily guarded.

This secret passage is about two kilometers long, and off-road vehicles can cover all the distance in minutes.

When the off-road vehicle was about to reach the end of the secret passage, Zhuang Feng called Zarkha Dao: "Stop!"

Zarkha understood what Zhuang Feng meant, and quickly stopped the off-road vehicle.

After the off-road vehicle stopped, Zhuang Feng pulled off his shoelaces, then bound the throttle of the off-road vehicle, and bound the steering wheel, and then moved the gear lever of the off-road vehicle, and the off-road vehicle rushed towards the end of the secret passage like an arrow from the string.

At this time, Zarkhazan said: "Boss Zhuang, you are really amazing! You are brave and strategic, as long as you are here, our desert primitive clan will be saved, and we will not fall into the hands of traitors." ”

Hearing this, Zhuang Feng was not interested in such praise at all, and he said: "I am more concerned about the safety of Goode and Mo Ning now. ”

Zhuang Feng couldn't bear it anymore, but he still said his worries about Goode and Mo Ning.

Hearing this, Zarkha said: "Don't worry, Boss Zhuang, that traitor Turce is an extremely conceited person, the current situation has shown that our old king and patriarch must have chased the stars, I think, King Ballas should have been imprisoned by the traitor Turles......"

Hearing what Zarkha said, Zhuang Feng understood: "Needless to say, I know everything, without further ado, let's hurry up and enter the territory of your desert primitive clan, otherwise the night will be long and dreamy." ”

"Ding!host, the decision to get off the bus just now is really powerful, and the real-time reward is 0.2544 Gambit points!(Total Gambit Points: 261.8743 points)"

"You're so unresponsive, aren't you?"

Zhuang Feng is keeping his expression focused, and he is stunned by the rewards of the system, when people are focused, they are always alarmed by the impact of sudden distraction.

But Zhuang Feng was still very excited to get the resourcefulness reward.

These words were not said to the system with consciousness, but shouted directly, and Zhuang Feng was not the only one who was shocked.

Zarkha looked at Zhuang Feng with a confused expression, really didn't understand what his god was talking about, and inevitably asked suspiciously: "Boss Zhuang, are you talking about me?"

Zarkha thought to himself, "Where am I unresponsive?"

"Hehe......"

Zhuang Feng smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't say anything about you, don't think about it, prepare to fight again, rush!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Feng rushed out with an arrow step, and released the four divine beasts of the cottage with him, and they rushed to the front to open the way.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

At this time, at the other end of the entrance and exit of the secret passage, seeing the oncoming shadow of the off-road vehicle, a black-faced man shouted loudly: "Smash!"

In an instant, the black-faced fierce men who were more than a hundred in size dodged to both sides, and then raised the big stone in their hands that was above their heads.

The moment the off-road vehicle rushed out of the secret passage, those big rocks rained down on the off-road vehicle.

In a matter of seconds, the off-road vehicle was smashed, smashed, and even exploded.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion sounded, and the group of black-faced fierce men wanted to go under the wreckage of the off-road vehicle to find out if there was Zhuang Feng's body, but in an instant, the four divine beasts of the cottage had already rushed over.

The green dragon dances wildly, the white tiger roars, the vermilion bird flutters its wings, and the Xuanwu wails!

The four divine beasts of the cottage began to kill, a little more violent than they had just been outside the sandstorm, it seems that they had eaten and drunk enough just now, and now it is the rhythm of eating!

At the same time, Zhuang Feng and Zarkha had also rushed out of the secret passage.

"Kill!"

"Ahh......h

The black-faced fierce men suffered heavy losses, but the shouting and beating were not enough to resist, and they soon had the momentum of being disintegrated.

At this time, in the distance, at the top of the high city wall, Tours looked away, and the battle scene in the night made him gasp.

"! What kind of guy is that, why is he so powerful?"

Tours cursed, his hands rubbed together, his fists clenched, and he made a "creak...... The sound of ...... creak.

At this moment, the eyes are back to the big war.

Zhuang Feng flew into the sky, and then fell sharply, like a brave eagle replenishing its prey, when it fell sharply, the fruit knife in his hand must have grabbed the heads of several black-faced fierce men.

In an instant, blood splattered again, but this time the battle did not last until the entire army of those black-faced fierce men was annihilated, and some people had already begun to bow down and surrender.

Obviously, they don't want to die, they are just coerced, which is not difficult to see that at this time, there are two atmospheres in the desert primitive clan, and most people should still yearn for orthodox rule.

Seeing this, for those black-faced fierce men who surrendered and surrendered, Zhuang Feng did not need to kill them all.

Stopped the cottage four divine beasts in time, Zhuang Feng's gaze looked at the city wall in the distance, separated by dozens of miles, and Turles's gaze came to a brief meeting, confirming that this was a person who had to be killed.

couldn't help but think about it, Zhuang Feng jumped on the back of Qinglong and said to Zarkha: "Choose any one, let's move on!"

"Good!"

Zarkha listened to the order and jumped on the back of the white tiger.

Zhuang Feng shouted: "Rush!

The green dragon and the white tiger were ordered, the green dragon circled in the air and advanced quickly, the white tiger shook its four claws, and the yellow sand flew up behind him.

Suzaku and Xuanwu did not delay either, and quickly followed.

Seeing this scene, those black-faced men who surrendered and surrendered were as if they had seen the gods descend to earth, and they were stunned one by one, and they just recovered from the horror of death, and fell into a pious atmosphere of worship.

All the black-faced fierce men knelt on the ground and chanted devoutly, ".................."

It doesn't matter what they're talking about.

"Ding!Host Awesome!Real-time Bonus Force Value: 8888 Points!(Total Force: 482210 Points)"

The system rewarded Zhuang Feng with martial arts again, this time he went to the desert primitive clan, Zhuang Feng can be said to have gained a lot, and there is a possibility of continuing a lot.

At this time, when Turce saw this scene, he was so angry that he roared: "Everyone listen to my orders, prepare bows and arrows, and don't let them enter the city!"

"Yes, master!"

All the soldiers on the city wall were ordered, they were much stronger than those cannon fodder black-faced fierce men who were chopped melons and vegetables, and after receiving the order one by one, they raised the bow and crossbow they were carrying behind their backs and pointed to the city wall, waiting for the arrival of Zhuang Feng and the four divine beasts of the cottage and Zarkha.

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At this time, in the prison of the city, Barras was about to cry without tears, and he was still praying, but he felt more and more that prayer had not solved anything, and he had a kind of regret that he had asked someone to bring his son back at this time.

If he hadn't done this, at least the orthodox bloodline of the Desert Primitive Clan would still have hope of passing it on, but if his son had come back now, how could Turce let the orthodox royal bloodline of the Desert Primitive Clan pass on.

"Woooooooooo......oo Son, I'm sorry for you......!

Barras was crying when he heard someone say, "Go in, get in!"

When Barras looked up, he saw Goode and Monin being escorted to his cell.

Seeing this, Barras was stunned, immersed in Goode's appearance, and the tears in his eyes became a little stronger.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo woo ......"

"Who's crying?"

Goode and Mourning looked at Barras and were pushed into their cells by the soldiers behind them.

"Son, are you my son?" asked Baras, but the answer was no longer needed.

Barras spoke the language of the primitive tribe of the desert, which Goode couldn't understand at all, but at this moment, language didn't matter at all, tears and this scene represented everything, and it was inevitable that there would be a sense of intensity between father and son.

"Are you my father? Are you my father?"

Goode asked in Chinese.

The language barrier didn't hurt, and Barras nodded as if he could understand anything, and pounced on Goode at once.

When the two fathers and sons met again after many years, tears became the key word.

They hugged each other tightly, and Goode, though unaccustomed to it, did not resist.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ning was already in tears, she rushed to happiness for Goode, maybe this happiness will be very short-lived, at least it will come, and there will be no regrets in her life.

(End of chapter)