Hula, hula, hula......

The fierce north wind blew, and the sand and dust outside Nanjun City rolled up a hundred meters high, covering and submerging the people who were digging for gold by the Shahe River in Nanjun City.

"Malegobi, this hellish weather doesn't allow you to take a break, is the prison officer of Nanjun City ignoring our lives like this?"

After the wind and sand passed, a young man stuck his head out of the sand and roared in the air.

"Silly boy, you are a sinner who has been exiled here and will never leave for the rest of your life, who cares if you live or die?" An old man crawled out of the sand and said, "I am here to serve my sentence, and I can leave after ten years!" The young man said, "What a silly boy, this time we have three hundred people who have come to Shahe to pan for gold, and you will count how many can survive later." The old man shook his head and said that the huge sandstorm was about to fill up the three-meter-deep river of sand, and the people buried in the sand could not escape from it.

The lucky young man counted the numbers carefully, and within half an hour, the final result made the young exiled boy almost collapse. Of the more than 300 people, only 50 survived. The lucky young man found that all the newcomers who had come with him were buried under the sand.

"Shouldn't we save people, they may still be alive, as long as we work together to plane with our hands, we will definitely be able to save a few people. "Young people still have a sense of justice in their hearts, and they still have zài humanity.

"If you want to plan, you can plane it yourself. However, as a senior who has been here for fifteen years, I would like to solemnly remind you that the desert snake will smell blood and come here later, and before you want to be a hero, you have to think about whether you can fight the desert snake. The older man said that the young man's frightened face was bloodless, and the desert viper could grow up to five meters long, and its body was as thick as a bucket, and it was very poisonous. Ordinary cultivators may not be able to defeat the desert viper.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in one place, and a 'pillar' of sand flew into the sky.

A man with no dust on his body jumped out, his face was quite distorted, his eyes were like fighting cocks, and the bridge of his nose between his eyebrows seemed to be broken by gravity, and he was deeply sunk into a dimple. These are not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that the top of his head is as uneven as a terrace. If you look down from above, you will see that the man has a palm print on the top of his head.

"Alright, the last one alive is out, let's go back to the city. The older man gave orders, "Who is this man? How did he look like this, buried alive in the sand and dust, and still be able to come out?" The young man asked in shock This strange-looking man had stood at the forefront of the gold panning before, and it was the deepest place, at least three and a half meters deep.

"Young man, tell you the last trick to save your life, stay away from him. The older man glanced back at the strange-looking man, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"Why?" asked the young man curiously, "the reason is very simple, all the people who provoked him died, and they died very miserably, all of them were killed by breaking the bones of their bodies. The old man was so jealous that the young man's face was so frightened that he didn't dare to look back at the strange-looking person.

An hour later, the older man saw Nanjun Castle in the wind and sand, and he howled and sang, "Bian Huang, my beautiful cemetery, thank you for not burying me." Nanjun, my beautiful homeland, thank you for not abandoning me, exile of the nameless sin, when will we return to our homeland......"

"Bian Huang, my beautiful cemetery, thank you for not burying me......"

Only fifty-one of the exiled gold rush convicts remained, and they followed the older ones and sang a sad song of desolation.

It was created by the sinners of Nanshire, where the elders would be in charge of meeting the newcomers.

The officials of Nanjun City were also some people who were unwilling to do so in the Tang Dynasty, and this song was sung by the prisoners, and they did not stop it. Therefore, every time the prisoners do not die, they will sing this sad song in a high-pitched voice.

"Kill this group of people who are crying wolf. On the wall of Nanjun City, a demon clan with three heads and a pair of wings growing on his back ordered the Terran guards on the city wall, "Lord Qianjie, this is the prisoner we sent out to pan for gold...... A guard was about to explain the situation, and the demon named Qianjie had already inserted one hand into the guard's heart and pulled out the guard's heart.

"Kill them. Otherwise, you will end up with him. Qianjie ordered indifferently, and then began to devour the guard's heart.

This scene made the Terran sergeants' scalps tingle, and in order to survive, they could only bend their bows and prepare to shoot arrows.

The people who approached the city wall singing sad songs, before realizing that the walls had been killed, sang with a good mood for the rest of their lives.

"Stop!" said the strange-looking man. His voice was so waving and unusually loud that it overshadowed the high-pitched singing of fifty criminals at once.

Everyone turned to look at the strange-looking man in a daze, everyone had been with him for three years, and this was the first time they had heard him speak. In the past, everyone thought he was a mute, so there were many criminals who wanted to bully him, and in the end he was beaten to death.

"There's a murderous aura. The strange-looking man's voice was like thunder, and not only the fifty prisoners heard it, but also the soldiers on the city wall and the Qianjie of the demon clan.

The expressions of the prisoners began to be strange, this place will suddenly burst out and kill, can there be anyone else except this weird-looking guy in front of him?

Qianjie, who had eaten the heart of the guards on the city wall, heard the words of the strange-looking man, and he suddenly felt an interesting dance of the demon's wings and flew towards the prisoners who had stopped.

"Ah......h

"No ......"

"Run ......"

Qianjie entered the flock like a tiger, killed ten people in a blink of an eye, and pinched ten hearts in the palm of his hand. Sent to this deserted ghost place, Qianjie's heart was very dissatisfied, so he wanted to kill people, and he wanted to eat people's hearts to vent.

The prisoners fled in fear, and in the blink of an eye, eight more people died. Many people saw the hideous scene of Qianjie devouring people's hearts, frightened farts and urine, and his legs trembled and collapsed on the ground, allowing Qianjie to slaughter.

In the end, the frightened prisoners hid behind the strange-looking man, and his once murderous methods became the only person who could fight the demon in everyone's minds.

The expression of the young man with a strange face has not changed, and his dignity is like this, and others can't see the change in his expression. Qianjie looked at the ugly young man in front of him who found a murderous aura, and this young man actually had a jade pendant tied around his waist.

This is a stone jade pendant, in which a person's Yuan Shen is sealed. This person is Dan Mo, at this time, Dan Mo whispered in the jade pendant, "Long Jiaoyang, you finally spoke, but do you still remember who you are?"