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In the desert, a team of men and horses is struggling to move forward.

Their faces were somewhat haggard, their Imperial uniforms were ragged and tattered, and many of them had bandages around their heads, feet, or arms.

It's a group of remnants, but everyone has a smile on their faces, because they're about to go home.

"Little bell!", shouted a large man with a beard on his face, riding on a horse, and it was clear from the officer's armband on his clothes that he was the leader of this hundred-man team.

"Here, Captain!", replied a fourteen or fifteen-year-old hairy soldier with a freckled face.

The bearded man handed Xiao Zhong a bag of water and two wheat cakes, "Send them to Mo Lu"

Hearing the name "Mo Lu", Xiao Zhong's eyes lit up, "Okay", and ran to the back with a smoke.

At the back of the group, two horses were pulling a cart with several large chests stacked on it, the spoils of war they had obtained after exterminating the sand thieves.

A thin and delicate young man leaned on the box with his hands on the pillow, crossed Erlang's legs, squinted his eyes, and was very leisurely.

"Brother Lu", Xiao Zhong called out respectfully, his eyes full of admiration.

The boy yawned and opened his eyes, his pupils were as dark as ink, but there was a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes that was not commensurate with his age.

"Brother Lu, what are you dreaming about?", a few soldiers next to him joked with a smile.

The young man named Mo Lu was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he sat alone in the only carriage in the group, and these soldiers were not only not the slightest dissatisfied, but everyone respectfully called him "Brother Lu".

Because two days ago, this hundred-man team was besieged by hundreds of sand thieves, and it was all up to Mo Lu to infiltrate the thief camp alone and successfully assassinate the leader of the sand thieves, and everyone took advantage of the situation to defeat the sand thieves. And Mo Lu has done something like this more than once.

Therefore, this "Brother Lu" is shouted by everyone willingly.

Mo Lu laughed, "Lao Tzu dreamed of the cave room with the county lord, and was thinking about whether to take off the top or the bottom first?"

"Master Horse, you can say this nonsense, we don't dare to answer nonsense!", the soldiers laughed wryly, but they didn't dare to say more.

"A group of cowards", Mo Lu smiled, took the water bag and wheat cake handed by Xiao Zhong, and ate and drank heavily.

The young man was curious, and Xiao Zhong quietly walked to the side and asked an old soldier, "Who is the county lord?" Is it Brother Lu's daughter-in-law?"

"Shhh......h I do have a marriage contract with Brother Lu."

"Then you're still beating me?", Xiao Zhong touched his head aggrievedly.

"Do you know which lord I'm talking about?", the veteran glared at him.

"In the sixteen cities on the border, the city lord of our Gate Tower City has no heirs, only the city lords of Shaluo City and Liuchuan City have daughters, is it one of them?", Xiao Zhong was startled, and looked at Mo Lu with even more reverence, "Brother Lu is so powerful!

"Hmph! The daughter of the city lord also dares to call herself the county lord?", the veteran sneered, and then looked blank, and lowered his voice: "Brother Lu's marriage contract is to be the unequaled county lord, Lin Caiyi!"

"What?", Xiao Zhong exclaimed, his face full of disbelief, "Lin Caiyi, the third daughter of the Imperial General Lynch, is the unequaled county lord known as the 'Imperial Pearl'?

"What's all the fuss?", a palm slapped on Xiao Zhong's shoulder, and when Xiao Zhong turned around, he saw a lazy face in front of his eyes.

"Brother Lu, hehe...... It turns out that you are really a horse master", Xiao Zhong smiled curtly, and heard other people call Mo Lu "the horse master" along the way, I just thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true.

"What's so great about the county lord, I may not be able to take a fancy to her, uncle!", Mo Lu sneered indifferently.

Xiao Zhong shrunk his neck, not daring to answer anymore. That's the unequaled county lord who was enshrined by the emperor's own decree! The entire Luolan Empire doesn't know how many men are crazy about her! There are still people who dare to say that they can't look down on her?

"It's here! Gatehouse City has arrived!", at this time, there was a shout of joy in front of them, and everyone hurriedly looked forward, only to see a city with high walls and iron walls and many arrow towers standing majestically not far ahead.

Gatehouse City is located on the northern border of the Luolan Empire, facing the Inkstone Desert, although it is only a small border city, but it is the main source of Inkstone in the empire, extremely lively and prosperous, and countless caravans come to Gatetower City every day.

Just like at this moment, in front of Mo Lu and the others, there were more than a dozen ink stone caravans waiting to enter the city.

Mo Lu, who had always had a lazy smile on his face, suddenly stood straight, he looked at the city gate from a distance, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he gently pronounced a name, "Wei Chu!"

A hand was pressed on Mo Lu's shoulder, and the hundred-man captain with a beard was standing next to Mo Lu at the moment, he shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Don't mess with Commander Wei! It is impossible for ordinary people to beat the Spirit Atlas!"

At the inspection gate of the city gate, a burly man wearing the uniform of the commander is leading two teams of soldiers to inspect the caravan entering the city, his name is Wei Chu, he is the deputy commander of the defenders of the Gate Tower City, and he is also one of the only few spirit map masters in the Gate Tower City.

And this Wei Chu has only one identity for Mo Lu - the murderer who forced his adoptive father to death!

That's right, Mo Lu was picked up.

In a heavy snowfall in Gatehouse City, the down-and-out old man Mo picked up Mo Lu, who was just a baby at the time, and from then on, the old and the young depended on each other until Mo Lu was ten years old......

Mo Lu closed his eyes, he remembered the night when it rained, the seriously ill old man lay on the bed and was dying, and the young self ran all over the city's hospitals, but no one was willing to treat his adoptive father.

Before dawn, the old man took his last breath.

Later, he found out that it was Wei Chu who warned all the medical centers not to treat Old Man Mo......

"Back then, even if Commander Wei didn't prohibit all the medical halls from treating Old Master Mo, his body shouldn't last long. You are already seventeen years old this year, and you can go to Shangjing to marry the county lord in another year, how good it is to be a concubine master in a down-to-earth manner, why send your life here?"

The bearded man tried his best to comfort Mo Lu.

"Old Hu, do you really treat me like a child?", Mo Lu opened his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't even have an ink pool, will the Lin family marry the Imperial Pearl to an ordinary person who has no cultivation talent?"

Soon the remnants of the army and the wagons carrying the booty lined up at the gate of the city, and Wei Chu approached and looked at everyone coldly.

Lao Hu hurriedly stepped forward, crossed his hands and smiled all over his face, "Commander Wei, the brothers are fortunate to have killed a group of more than 200 sand thieves, everyone is homesick, can you let us enter the city?"

Wei Chu snorted coldly, the deputy commander had a fierce face, big shoulders and a round waist, he pointed to a few large boxes on the carriage, "Come on, open it for me!"

A group of Imperial soldiers stepped forward and opened the chests, which were full of gold and silver jewelry, swords, guns and blades, and one of the boxes was filled with a pile of blue and inky stones, all of which emitted a faint light.

"Inkstone!"

Several exclamations rang out from the caravans behind, and everyone looked at the stones as if they had even sucked their souls into them.

The ink stone contains spiritual power, which can assist the cultivation of the spirit mapper, and can be embedded in the blade to improve the level of weapons, which is the most important resource of the Luolan Empire.

On the black market, a palm-sized piece of low-grade inkstone can be exchanged for three ingots of gold! And the top inkstones, such as the top ten inkstones known as the national treasures of Luolan, are worth no one of them.

"If we can also dig up so many ink stones, we won't have to worry about it for half our lives", a caravan servant couldn't help but swallow.

"I don't understand! This is what the military masters got by sweeping up the sand thieves. Tsk, so much, even if seventy percent is handed over, the rest will be terrible!", a caravan leader sighed enviously.

Sand thieves are rampant in the Moshi Desert, specializing in plundering caravans, in order to sweep away the sand, Gatehouse City will send soldiers out of the city every day to suppress thieves.

According to the rules, seventy percent of the booty obtained by the thieves must be handed over, and the remaining thirty percent is a reward for the soldiers who suppress the thieves.

However, Wei Chu's words made Lao Hu and the others change their faces, "Carry them all away!"

There was a commotion in this hundred-person team, and Lao Hu hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Lord Commander, the thirty percent of the brothers have not been separated yet!"

"The Leng Cui Stone, one of the top ten ink stones in the empire, has been stolen, and all ink stones of unknown origin in the territory must be handed over!", Wei Chu said righteously, but there was undisguised greed in his eyes.

I have been stagnant in the Initial Ink Realm for more than ten years, if I absorb and refine all the spiritual power in these ink stones, maybe I can refine the spirit map again, and then enter the Spirit Rhino Realm!

Wei Chu was secretly thinking about it, but saw a young man with a beautiful face blocking in front of him.

"You have been stagnant in the First Ink Realm for too long, the ink pool has been depleted, and no matter how much spiritual power you absorb, it is impossible to advance to the Spirit Rhino Realm", Mo Lu said lightly.

"A waste who doesn't even have an ink pool dares to talk nonsense?", Wei Chu snorted coldly, "Don't think that if you have a marriage contract with the county lord, I won't dare to touch you!

Mo Lu smiled, "Lord Commander, didn't you just say that all the ink stones must be handed over?"

"Little waste!What are you talking about?", under the stunned gaze of everyone, Wei Chu realized that he had been fooled, and couldn't help but be ashamed and angry, "You dare to slander this commander!"

A swirling air flow appeared on Wei Chu's side, surging and changing with strips of pale black spiritual ink, and finally formed a picture.

In the painting, it is a giant sword, and the chill on the blade is awe-inspiring.

Wei Chu stared at Mo Lu, grinned, and smiled cruelly, he suddenly grabbed to his side, and with a crackling spiritual power friction sound, the giant sword in the spirit map was already in his hand!

The giant sword was more than one person tall, but it was held by the burly Wei Chu with one hand, and the aura on the sword was circulating, and the chill was pressing!

"Hanshan Sword", Lao Hu exclaimed.

Cold as frost and heavy as mountains, this is Wei Chu's spiritual map - Hanshan Sword!

A suffocating coercion enveloped the crowd, and the soldiers and caravans standing around each of them turned pale and sweated on their foreheads.

This is the power of the spirit mapper, just the spiritual power released is already unbearable for ordinary people.

Mo Lu's knees trembled, most of the coercion of the Cold Mountain Sword was aimed at him, he couldn't help sweating like rain, but he still stood straight!

"Huh, it's much stronger than your waste adoptive father", Wei Chu was a little surprised, he had already urged his spiritual power with all his might, and this kind of coercion was enough to make an ordinary person fall to the ground, but he didn't expect Mo Lu to still be able to stand.

The successive deflated foods made Wei Chu's chest full of anger, and he raised the Hanshan Sword with a cruel smile on his face!