The tall man with the knife around his neck was a little flustered by Yichen's action, and said intimidating as he retreated: "What? What do you want to do, put it down." ”

"Yichen, we don't want to frame you, the main thing is that Xiao Liu is greedy and says that if you don't eat enough, you won't have the strength to kill, we think it's a big deal to give you an extra camel when we divide the goods, and we will roast and eat it, and when we are full, we don't want to waste most of the camel meat, so we have eaten it until now." ”

Yichen sneered, of course he believed that these people didn't lie to him, and one by one, his stomachs were still stuffed into his mouth as if he was pregnant.

Yichen gritted his teeth and the knife on his neck was trembling, and his mind kept echoing, hold back, hold back, otherwise he wouldn't be able to defeat Wu Changde.

Wing Chen's trembling hand fell, and the man breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the knife that had passed by his neck, turned his face to show resentment, and kicked Wing Dust to the ground.

"What? You really want to kill Lao Tzu, and you don't even look at what you are!" With that, he kicked at the fallen Wing Chen, and those people followed suit with another kick.

Yichen covered his head with both hands, and he didn't know where the knife in his hand had fallen, so he had to cover his head and admit that these people were beating.

Another young man spat at him and said, "If it weren't for your familiarity with Wu Changde's family, Lao Tzu would have chopped you up a long time ago, and you would still be pretending to be in front!"

As soon as the tall man's voice fell, he felt that there was no movement around him, and looked at the other people around him, only to see that they were all looking at the torches with a wary face.

At some point on the torch knelt a big man, the big man was dressed in an extremely embarrassed manner, regardless of the scorching fire rack, he stretched out his hand to take meat to eat, and his face was full of messy hair, and he didn't know how many hairs he had eaten.

"Damn, you're tired of life. The tall young man rushed over and kicked at the big man. The big man ignored it, still gobbling it up, and kicked it up, but the big man didn't move at all, but it was the man's heel that throbbed.

The tall man was dumbfounded for a moment, and his steps slowly retreated, for fear of being discovered by this person, and then twelve more people appeared behind the big man, each with a tired and embarrassed face, but from their waists, unlike the broken copper and iron in their hands, these big men were carrying real guys.

"Damn, don't scream when you find something to eat. The men rushed over and devoured the camel meat on the fire.

Yichen looked up at the scene in front of him, his eyes trembled, and he crawled forward desperately.

The first big man swallowed two mouthfuls, patted his stomach with both hands, raised his head and exhaled, took out a gourd from his waist, pulled out the jar and opened his mouth to face the gourd, and a drop of water dripped out of the gourd and fell into his mouth, the big man shook the gourd and said: "After six days in this desert, I finally found a way out." With that, he threw the gourd into the sand.

"Huh?" he watched as a person slowly crawled over at his feet, it was Yichen.

"Get out!" The big man kicked at Yichen, who rolled twice in the sand.

Yichen cried, holding a handful of precipitated sand in his hand, "I'm sorry.. Flute "I'm sorry... Little flute"

The young man behind Yichen looked at the scene at this time, and already knew that it was impossible to get a mouthful of food, so they glanced at each other and turned around to leave. They walked and swayed with their stomachs in their arms, which was particularly funny.

"Stop. ”

Several young people were stunned, only to hear the voice of the big man behind them, "Who kicked me just now?"

When several young men heard this, they quickly turned around, pushed the tall man behind him to the ground, and pointed at him, "It's him.. It's him. As soon as he finished speaking, several people quickly turned around and tried to flee again.

"Stop!" the men shuddered and turned slowly, only to see the big man waving at them, motioning for them to come.

A few young people, you look at me, I look at you, and none of them stepped forward.

The big man snorted coldly, pulled out his scimitar from his waist and walked towards the young man who had been pushed down.

The young man was startled, retreated again and again, and cried, "Don't. Other. ”

Hearing only a miserable scream, the young men all closed their eyes, and the smell of blood came to their nostrils.

The companion behind the big man had almost eaten, and another man reached out to wipe his mouth and stood up, but this big man was half a head shorter than the big man in front of him, and his skin was dark, he walked up to them, leaned his arm on the shoulder of the big man in front of him, and said, "Do any of you know the terrain here?"

The young men were stunned, and before they could react, they heard a person at the foot of the big man: "I know." ”

Everyone looked at Yichen, and Yichen continued: "There is a village not far from here, and there is a big family there, with a lot of gold, silver, treasures, poultry and livestock, do you dare to go?" ”

When the two big men heard this, they both smiled and said, "Do we dare to go?" ”

The man who had just walked pulled out a scimitar from his waist, squatted down, and said, "Do you dare to do it?"

Yichen looked at the sharp scimitar and nodded.

"Good. The big man plunged his scimitar into the sand in front of Yichen, got up and took a piece of meat from behind him, and said, "Eat!"

Yichen's eyes twitched, and he stretched out his trembling hand to take the piece of meat.

The big man stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Good boy, you have good guts, or you will follow Lao Tzu in the future." ”

Yichen stood up and pulled out the scimitar stuck in the sand, looked at the big man, who pondered for a moment and said, "Kill a few people over there and show us." ”

The young men were startled and turned to flee, but as soon as they turned around, they found that it was too late, and three big men were already standing in front of them and surrounded them.

Yichen took the knife and walked towards the young men step by step.

"Retribution, it's coming so fast!" Yi Chen thought in his heart, raised the scimitar in his hand and stabbed a person in the neck, blood staining his hand red. The young man beside him, pale, desperately broke free from the big man who grabbed his arm, turned around and wanted to escape, a cold hand grabbed him like a chicken, the young man was unstable, sat down on the ground, and it was not the big man who grabbed him, but Yichen.

Yichen's arm stabbed through his back, and the young man tensed, staggered two steps and fell into the desert.

The blood powder floating in the wind, Yichen's feet were covered with corpses, Yichen fell to his knees and gasped for breath, holding the bright red scimitar in both hands.

"How big is that village you're talking about?" asked another man sitting by the fire, sitting cross-legged on his knees, clad in tin armor with his right arm leaking out, and a thin bone in his mouth.

The others were half naked, but this one was wearing fur armor, and it seemed that his identity was somewhat special.