An hour later, the three of them arrived in the desert town of Bright City. But how did this legendary desert city, a business and travel center, fall into such a dilapidated state? The collapsed city walls, the ruined gates, the billowing sand and dust raged, and the bustle and bustle became a passing cloud. Walking into the city, the streets are depressed and pedestrians are scarce. It is far from the rumored traffic and business travel!

The three of them walked to the center of the city, and the empty square was badly attacked by the wind and sand. The three statues of the city lord, which were once enshrined as totemic beliefs, have been half-submerged in the yellow sand.

Take a closer look, a statue of a man with a prancing horse and a sword raised, this is the first Shacheng guardian Murong Fierce Wind! At that time, the Western Desert was plagued by bandits, and Murong Fierce Wind gathered everyone to build a city to resist the enemy. And in the decisive battle with the sand bandits in Crescent Bay, he killed the bandit leader Huang Wanli. Since then, the desert city of Yaoguang City has become famous, and the lord of Sand City, Murong Fierce Wind, and his red gold sword have made countless sand bandits fearful.

The next statue is Murong Xiaofeng, the second lord of Shacheng. I saw a resolute man, holding a sword in both hands and pointing to the ground, meaning the territory of the country, not giving an inch! He led the defenders of Shacheng to resist the crazy counterattack of the sand bandits, and with a red gold sword in his hand, he cut off the head of the bandit leader Huang Qianli, and once again quelled the bandits.

The last statue, an arrogant man with a sword on his shoulder with one hand, showing pride and domineering, this is the third Shacheng City Lord Murong Hurricane. He led his troops to bravely break into the lair of the sand bandits and beheaded its leader Huang Baili. drove the sand bandits out of the Tang border and completely pacified the sand bandits.

Three generations of Sand City Lords, a hundred years of mighty Western Wilderness! The red gold sword has no forgiveness, kills the traitor and destroys the evil, and is called the sword of justice! What a pity! And now it's like this! Before leaving, the three of them bowed to the statue of the city lord and saluted, and silently recited in their hearts: It is incumbent on our generation to reproduce the glory of Sand City!

Leaving the square, the three of them came to an inn to rest. As soon as I entered the door, I heard a commotion coming from the left side of the door. Five sand bandits gathered around a table, eating and drinking, unscrupulous. The other people in the inn didn't look very good, and they bowed their heads and said nothing. Such a depressing atmosphere, is this the current situation in Sand City? Have the sand bandits been so bold?

The three of them came to the corner of the inn, and after sitting down, they asked for a pot of tea and two plates of steamed buns, and ate and drank as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, a sixteen-year-old young man suddenly rushed in from the door. Unkempt and skinny. Holding a broken wooden sword in his hand, he shouted loudly at a table of sand bandits: "I am the fifth-generation sand city guardian Murong Jifeng!" Wait for your death as soon as possible! ”

When the sand bandits heard this, they burst out laughing. One of them picked up a bowl of noodle soup and came to Murong Jifeng. I saw him knock out Murong Jifeng's wooden sword with one hand, and buckle the noodle soup on top of his head with the other. Half of Murong Jifeng's head was covered by a large bowl, and the noodle soup was poured on his face, flowing all over his body. was so embarrassed, so humiliated in person, but the young man in front of him still didn't move. Do you bear the burden of humiliation? Or has it long been wiped out of blood?

The sand bandit was very satisfied with Murong Jifeng's performance and laughed. Kick it out of the door, then swagger back to the dining table to continue eating and drinking. No one else dares to say anything! All bury their heads lower, lower. The entire inn reverberated with the sand bandits' eerie laughter, and the entire sand city was shrouded in the brutal black hands of the sand demon Yellow Spring.

Reincarnation whispered to the shopkeeper: "Is that kid really Murong Jifeng?" The shopkeeper nervously glanced at the sand bandits who were eating, drinking, and playing, and replied in a low voice: "That's right!" It is Murong Jifeng, the son of Murong Changfeng, the previous lord of Shacheng. ”

Linglong asked again: "Then why is he safe and sound, and why does he want to bring humiliation on himself?" The shopkeeper continued to reply in a low voice: "This is exactly the murderous plan of Huang Quan, the leader of the sand bandits. If Murong Jifeng didn't do this, he would have slaughtered the city. He wanted the Murong family to be reduced to a joke for generations and humiliated for generations, in order to avenge a century-old feud. ”

Impermanence asked, "Then why don't the others leave?" Stay here waiting to be slaughtered? The shopkeeper looked around, sighed and said: "Those who stayed behind are all the old members of the Murong family, and they are waiting here, just to hear Murong Jifeng's order, fight the sand bandits again, and repeat the glory of Sand City." It's a pity that this order may never be heard again. ”

Reincarnation, they ate and drank to their heart's content, packed a roast chicken, and left at the checkout. Then the three of them found the depressed Murong Jifeng in a remote alley. Samsara stopped him: "Hey! The fifth-generation Sand City guards Murong Swift Wind! ”

Murong Jifeng thought that he was here to make fun of him again, so he ignored it, lowered his head and walked away silently. Samsara: "Hey! Murong Swift Wind! Are you going to do this for the rest of your life? Are you willing? Murong Jifeng felt a pain in his heart and said, "What if you are unwilling? ”

Samsara took out the Golden Lion Heroic Medal from his arms and threw it in front of Murong Jifeng: "Do you still recognize this thing?" The Golden Lion Heroic Medal fell to the ground, and the golden lion-faced coat of arms reflected a dazzling light in the sun, reflecting Murong Jifeng's eyes.

"Ahh Murong Jifeng squatted down and picked up the medal to take a look. That's right, it represents the highest honor of the Tang Kingdom, and only those who have made significant contributions to the country are worthy of the Golden Lion Heroic Medal! He once had four such medals at home.

Murong Jifeng was still in a daze, "Oh! For! Two sounds, two more Golden Lion Heroic Medals, fell in front of Murong Jifeng. Linglong: "You should trust us now." ”

Murong Jifeng picked up the medal on the ground, turned to look at reincarnation, exquisiteness and impermanence, and asked excitedly, "Who are you?" ”

Impermanence took out the Xuangang Dao Sword and put on a cool pose: "Three Peerless Palace Demon Slayers, Impermanence!" Linglong's face was like frost, his right hand condensed a fireball, and said coldly: "Three Peerless Palace Demon Slayer, Linglong!" "Reincarnation pointed at Murong Jifeng with the purgatory verdict. Said loudly: "The reincarnation of the Demon Slayer of the Three Peerless Palaces!" I'm here to kill the Sand Devil, and now can you tell us about that guy named Yellow Springs? ”

After listening to the introduction of the three of them, Murong Jifeng took a look at the weapon of reincarnation. In the end, he returned the Golden Lion Heroic Medal to them: "You better go, don't go to death." ”

I don't accept this reincarnation, why! Linglong walked up to Murong Jifeng with a smile, handed him the roast chicken, and asked, "Is that one called Sand Demon Huangquan really powerful?" ”

Murong Jifeng was already hungry, and sat on the side of the road while nibbling on roast chicken and said, "Hmph! That guy's original name was Huang Shili, and he was originally just a second-rate little deflated three. As soon as these words came out, reincarnation and others became even more interested. The three of them surrounded Murong Jifeng and listened carefully to the story of how a little villain counterattacked and became a big boss.

Murong Jifeng took a bite of roast chicken, drank a sip of water, and said slowly: "He lost to my father Murong Changfeng, and he hid in the Valley of No Wind and didn't dare to come out. Later, an evil fairy came out of nowhere and became in cahoots with him. Then Huang Shili changed his name to Huangquan, entered the demon path with three generations of feud and old hatred, cultivated demon skills, and sacrificed more than 100 innocent and tragic souls to become a ghost knife and slaughter. "Ahh When the three reincarnations heard this, they all exclaimed in surprise and clenched their fists, the enemy was such a brutal demonic alien way!

Murong Jifeng continued: "His magic skills are unpredictable, he can hide his body and get close to the surprise attack in an instant. The ghost knife slaughter is even more powerful, it can penetrate the armor of the weapon and cut directly into the flesh, and my father died tragically under his knife. Later, near Crescent Bay in the middle of the desert, they built a new desert city, the City of Holy Light. And Shine City was reduced to its subordination. ”

Murong Jifeng said this, and said disheartenedly: "So you better go, you can't beat them with the weapons in your hands alone." ”

Impermanence asked: "Even if your Murong family's sword of justice is unforgivable, can't it stop the ghost sword from being unjustly slaughtered?" ”

Murong Jifeng: "How is it possible! No forgiveness is the nemesis of unjust slaughter, but my father did not inherit the sword of justice. "Ahh Why! Reincarnation and others exclaimed.

"When Grandpa Murong Hurricane passed away, my father was still young. Grandpa said that he was not yet worthy of the Sword of Justice, so he brought the sword into the Hero's Tomb. He hoped that his father would grow in the future, pass the test in the mound, and get the sword back. ”

Murong Jifeng sighed and said, "Later, my father cultivated to the great advancement, but he didn't go to get the sword back. He said that the sword of justice could not be controlled by force alone, and he had been hesitant, suffering from gains and losses, and finally regretting it for the rest of his life. ”

Samsara asked, "What about you?" Why don't you try it? Murong Jifeng lowered his head: "Me? How can it be! Linglong: "We will help you, get back the sword, kill Huangquan, and rebuild Shacheng." ”

When Murong Jifeng heard this, he looked up and saw the sincere gaze of Samsara them. A glimmer of hope rose in my heart, and a glimmer of courage arose. Indeed, there is no worse situation than now. In that case, why not give it a go! Murong Jifeng regained his confidence and said firmly: "Then we have to hurry up, early in the cloudy morning, if the sand bandits find out that I am not there, they will slaughter the city." ”

So, the four people and three horses, in the afterglow of the evening sunset, quickly rushed to the hero's mound.