Mo Lingfeng showed his skills, and threw out the wind knife hard, the soft chain was connected between the knife and the handle, and the shaking was skillful, Mo Lingfeng's strength was small, and the chain had not been straightened, so it fell into the yellow sand, and even a dung beetle was not hit.

Feng Fan sighed in disappointment, Mo Lingfeng was also a little ashamed, and muttered to defend himself: "I'm still young." ”

Feng Fan laughed at her without hesitation: "You are bold." ”

Mo Lingfeng's little shame immediately disappeared without a trace: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

When Feng Fan heard this, he closed his mouth and no longer knew Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng had no one to talk to, and she had no intention of talking to others, so she threw the wind knife to the soldiers behind her, and as she walked, she thought that the bubbles on the soles of her feet didn't hurt much.

After a long silence, Xiao Dou couldn't hold back, took a few steps forward, walked behind Feng Fan, and whispered: "Feng Zhi, are you—aren't you—"

Feng Fan turned his head to look at him, frowning, still moving forward with the pace of a crab.

Xiao Dou glanced at Mo Lingfeng, stopped talking, and then retreated, thinking that Feng Zhi's crotch was hot into a poached egg?

In the second half of the night, the chill gradually receded, and the sky gradually brightened, and the sand under his feet revealed his true face, swallowing out the footsteps, leaving only the increasingly hot breath of pedestrians, and nothing else could be heard.

Nomadic Qing lightly probed the military situation again - the speed of the Iron Floating Slaughter slowed down.

Feng Fan pondered for a moment and thought that it was not time to make a move.

As they walked on, the sky quickly brightened, the coldness of the night ceased to exist, and the sand under the sun became gold in the furnace, and the heat came to the face, making the dry cakes in the hands of the soldiers even more difficult to swallow.

Everyone chewed hard, and then the bread was sent into the abdomen with water, and the cheeks and teeth were sore, and the internal organs became heavy, turning into strength to rush to the legs, so that they could speed up their pace, throw off the Iron Floating Tu for a distance, and be ready to ambush at any time.

Nomad Muqing kept running around in the front and back camps, not very tired, but very hot and hungry, the whole person was like being in a furnace, his back sweat was like splashing water, his eyes blinked, and his eyelashes were picking up beads of sweat.

They were only wearing light armor, and they were already out of breath, not to mention the Iron Floating Tu wearing heavy armor.

Feng Fan looked at the unobstructed sun, presumably Jin Yu was also sleepy and tired, and he would soon set up camp to rest and bury the pot to cook, so after finding a suitable place to camp, he found a fortress-like sand dune in front of this place and ambushed it.

Mo Lingfeng nested behind the sand dunes, her eyes made the wind and sand blind, the more she wanted to open her eyes, the more she stinged, Feng Fan poured water from the water bladder to wash her eyes, and she opened her eyes with tears in her eyes.

She put down the long knife in her hand and stared at Feng Fan for a long time, Feng Fan held the wind knife in her hand, ready to strike at any time, making her look creepy: "What are you looking at?" ”

Mo Lingfeng said honestly: "I don't see if your Yin Tang hair is black. ”

Feng Fan rolled his eyes and disagreed: "You are so young, why do you talk nonsense like others, if I were really unlucky, I would have died on the battlefield a long time ago, and I can still live to be a commander now?" ”

He reached out and touched Yin Tang: "Is it black?" ”

Without waiting for Mo Lingfeng to answer, he hurriedly said: "Sunburned, everyone is dark." ”

He looked at Mo Lingfeng again: "You are also dark." ”

Mo Lingfeng wears a hat all day long, and the black one is not terrible, but his face is red from morning to night.

She didn't care if she was black or not, she withdrew her gaze, her eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow on her tender face, and came to a conclusion: "It's okay, it's not very dark." ”

Feng Fan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them stopped talking, and each lay behind the sand to be on guard, Mo Lingfeng opened his mouth wide and yawned, Feng Fan followed suit, and then the others all followed suit.

Just when the front camp was drowsy, the nomadic Qing who was acting as a sentry rushed over, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and shook his hand casually, throwing out a handful of sweat: "It's here!" ”

Everyone immediately cheered up, clenched their grips on the sword, and prepared for the attack, and in less than a quarter of an hour, Tiefutu walked at an extremely slow pace.

In the sunlight, the armor of the Iron Float shone with a white light, and the heat wave took on a shape wherever it passed, surging in all directions, and the leading men were fully armed to check it, and when they saw a suitable place, they stopped and signaled to camp here.

The horse was startled suddenly, raised its head and neighed, and its four hooves tread back and forth restlessly, and the golden captives immediately became alert, and his eyes were like those of a falcon, and he wanted to hold on to all the suspicious things around him.

Soon the leader Jin Yu found a huge mosquito, which must have bitten the horse, which made the horse panic.

The suspicious gaze was retracted, Jin Yu turned over and dismounted, used his feet to stir the clumps of dead grass on the ground, turned back and issued a long list of orders, and Tiefutu also turned over and dismounted, took off his armor, and began to camp in an orderly manner.

After they set up camp, they left marks on the ground, which showed that as Feng Fan expected, Tiefutu was a nocturnal journey, which was the opposite of the army.

Mo Lingfeng and Feng Fan, who were not far away, glanced at each other, their expressions were suspicious, and Feng Fan was in doubt, more incredulous.

The horse's legs were tied to something, which looked like they were woven from grass stems, soft and tough, and they were fighting the wind knife.

Feng Fan pondered for a moment, put down the wind knife, went to get the long knife with his backhand, and motioned to the people around him to also change to the long knife.

Jin Yu is fierce, resistant to hunger, thirst and hardship, riding a horse like flying, crossing the rock wall like walking on the ground, the river and the horse crossing, their number and physical strength are not as good as Jin Yu, the advantage at this time is the ambush.

Besides, Jin Yu is very generous and unties, and they don't have to use a wind knife.

After Jin Yu completely relaxed and put on shirtless, Feng Fan raised his hand, made a light move, and made a move.

He responded with multiple calls, led the soldiers forward with swords, and made a frantic attack on the exhausted Tiefutu, Mo Lingfeng only did self-protection, stood still in place, and yawned again.

The battlefield was full of bloody rain, the flags were fluttering, and the abducted horse was guarding the wings not far from the rear, and after hearing the movement, he immediately wanted to rush forward to help, but in the blink of an eye, he was trapped by the two teams of Yin Nan and Ma Tiangui.

Scarlet-covered eyes.

Mo Lingfeng was unmoved, stood with his hands in his hands, and quietly watched the red rain fall, soaked in the dry yellow sand, and soon dried up into a mottled dark red, the color was so heavy and dull, but the smell spread in the heat wave, mixed with the smell of dust and sand, fluttering, and disappeared.

She saw Feng Fan raising his knife and slashing, his face was hideous, and his movements seemed to be inconvenient, Jin Yu died at his feet, and the big pool of blood soaked into the sand.

This kind of blood reminded her of the dark green of Mo Mansion, and it was also such a gloomy tone, falling from the beams, ridges, and canopy, and crashing into Mo Qianlan's body.

This color makes up a gloomy and bleak Mo Qianlan.

And most of her life is Mo Qianlan, and a small part is Zhao Shiheng, the two of them have created a world for her, and she is omnipotent in this world.

(End of chapter)