From time to time, a middle-aged man dressed in a white robe carrying a long sword and looking very Sven walked up to the two bull-nosed old Daoists from behind the black-clothed men, without saying a word, he raised his hand and abolished one of them, and the abolished Lao Dao collapsed to the ground, rolled his eyes and passed out.

After a while, the old man came back to his senses, and looked as if his lips squirmed a few times, and then two men in black picked him up and walked forward, and it seemed that he should have agreed.

The old road that was still sober was dragged to the location of the original sand pit, and a group of people in black followed the middle-aged man in a long robe to the edge of the pit, and the one who passed out was still lying there softly, like a dirty rag that was too lazy to wash again, looking both pitiful and disgusting, after all, it was destined to be forgotten in the silent but cruel years, perhaps, this is retribution.

The middle-aged man in a white robe raised his arm to block, unharmed under the protection of the body guard, and the leader of the man in black took a few steps back in the scorching waves, looked around and gritted his teeth, and the horizontal flesh on his entire face was trembling slightly.

The leader of the man in black walked up to the man in white and said a few words, as for what he said, from such a distance, Xiao Cong couldn't hear it, but when he saw that the man in white shirt seemed to be a little darker after hearing it.

Full of hope scattered all over the place,

Just like the mess scattered not far ahead, I thought that such an unexpected opening would definitely lead to a climax, but who knew that it would be such a bleak temporary ending, Xiao Cong felt bored, turned over and lay on the sand on all fours, his godless eyes were still glowing with purple light, pursed his lips, and sighed.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly, turned his head and walked away.

As he spoke, Xiao Cong stood up, stretched his waist, turned his head and walked into the high-level teleportation array next to him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Where did this stinky boy go?"

Just after noon, Hongxiang raised his sword and returned, as always, the footsteps were still so unscrupulous, Xiao Cong, who was participating in the study of the formation diagram in the tent, glanced at it quietly, lowered his head and waited for Hongxiang to walk into the tent.

"Stinky boy, why are you so diligent!"

"Hey, why did my brother come back so early today. ”

"Where did you go?"

"Oh. ”

"It seems that the sun is coming out of the west today, not bad, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Brother, come and taste it, it's fragrant!"

"Where did it come from?"

"I accidentally cut it during the fight

It has one leg, I thought I wouldn't be able to take it back anyway, so I lost it a little violent, and I roasted it with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to be delicious. ”

Xiao Cong took out a dagger and knocked it on the scorpion leg with the back of the knife, the shell that was originally quite hard was baked, and it broke when it was knocked, and a thin layer of juice hung on the exposed yellow fresh meat, and a piece was picked up and drawn.

"Well, it's good, to meet such a good product, your kid can be regarded as shit luck today. ”

Hongxiang lowered his head to avoid Xiao Cong's gaze, scratched the back of his head, and said with a flickering speech:

Xiao Cong looked at Hongxiang's appearance of being a thief, laughed a few times, and said in a relaxed tone:

Hongxiang smiled, and in a blink of an eye, he turned back to the well-behaved and sensible little beggar two years ago, he sat down and replied seriously:

A roasted scorpion leg is really delicious in the mouths of Hongxiang and Xiao Cong, who have not seen meat for a long time, even if they drink water and eat dry buns, but in this sunny desert, it can be regarded as a life like a young lady.

"Even the Heavenly Punishment Sword has been taken out, it seems that the lonely family is really determined to win it this time...... But the other group of people don't seem to be fuel-efficient lamps, their whereabouts are so mysterious and so calm, it is possible that they want to be yellow sparrows, but what about the Fire Sacred Palace? Why is there still no movement, and the Tao in this is really getting more and more chaotic...... I'm afraid that the entrance of the cave won't be sealed for a while, so I'd better be careful and don't go there again in the next few days. ”

Or leap into the abyss, without blame.

The magic book is a cool text