Chapter 170: Yellow Sand Puppet

Jiang Chen looked at Xining, who was sitting on the sand, was silent for a long time, and said, "Go back!" ”

He thought silently in his heart: Su Yunqing, you won.

Xining had both the happiness and fear of the rest of her life after the catastrophe on her face, and followed behind Jiang Chen without saying a word.

It's still the red moon hanging high, and it's still the wind and sand.

Walking on the dark red sand dunes, Jiang Chen suddenly felt that his steps were much lighter.

He kind of wanted to find Lao Xie for a drink.

When the two returned to the tea stall, Du Juan was no longer there, and they must have followed Du Shan together.

Looking at Xining's figure, Su Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and stepped forward to grab her palm.

"It's good to be back. has already died once, and the past grievances will be written off, and from now on, it will be a new life. ”

She turned around and patted Jiang Chen's shoulder again: "Brother, you finally didn't disappoint Ah Xi." Let's go, Brother Ye settle the account, we should also hurry! ”

A few people walked outside the tea stall and were about to board the carriage, but they heard Ye Xingsoul arguing with the stall owner.

"Six bowls of tea cost one hundred and ninety taels of silver, how do you calculate it?"

"Twenty taels of silver for a bowl of tea, plus a capitation fee, ten taels per person, a total of one hundred and ninety taels, no mistake, give money!"

"Twenty taels for a bowl of tea, and a capitation fee? Is this table made of gold, or is the tea bowl made of gold? ”

"Where does the tea come from in the desert? It's all shipped from somewhere else, you're too expensive and I'm too expensive! ”

The more the two sides quarreled, the more fierce they became, Ye Xingsoul showed his sword, and the stall owner also picked up the tongs by the tea stove, and he was about to start.

Su Yunqing walked between the two and said, "Boss, let me be fair, no matter what kind of water it is, it can't be sold so expensive, otherwise it won't be a robbery?" ”

The stall owner said: "Let's tell you the truth, the uncle has been setting up a stall here for 20 years, and the money from selling tea is three transactions to Qingmo Datong of the Dusk Legion, three transactions are made to Luo Shaoshuai of the Doomsday Legion, and three percent are given to the King of Fearlessness, and the uncle only takes the remaining one percent, even if it is a roadblock robbery, what can you do?" Do you dare not to give? ”

Su Yunqing stretched out a white and tender fist and shook it in front of the stall owner: "I don't know what Dadutong, Luo Shaoshuai, and Fearless Wang, let me ask, do you recognize this fist?" If you don't recognize it, I'll introduce you to it right away! ”

Jiang Chen and Xie Yuanmu behind her also came over.

The stall owner took two steps back and said inwardly: "Okay, you guys wait!" If you don't pay for tea, you don't want to get out of this desert alive! ”

Su Yunqing and Jiang Chen are both characters who are used to seeing strong winds and waves, and no one took the threat of the stall owner seriously, and boarded the carriage and drove away.

The stall owner scolded at the back of the carriage, and did not dare to step forward to stop it.

After walking for a few miles, rolling yellow sand swept in, and it soon became clear that this was no ordinary sandstorm.

- Murderous aura in the dust!

First, the two camels died violently, and then the sharp sword pierced the carriage, almost stabbing Jiang Chen.

The filthy yellow sand disturbed Jiang Chen's perception, but he still relied on the instinctive reaction of the Xuangang master to dodge a sword stabbed in the dust. And counterattacked with a sword, but unfortunately it also fell into the air.

"Be careful, there are enemies!"

Jiang Chen jumped out of the carriage, only to see the wind and sand covering his eyes, and he couldn't see the figure clearly.

The attacker in the wild sand is elusive, and this sandstorm that makes Xuangang masters have a headache has become his best cover, he advances and retreats freely in the sandstorm, appearing from any unguardable position, launching a ruthless attack, and leaving with one blow, which is a typical killer style.

The killer found that Jiang Chen was not easy to mess with, and deliberately avoided Jiang Chen, and instead targeted other people in the carriage.

He tried Su Yunqing and Ye Xingsoul successively, but the latter reacted a little slower by half a beat, and was stabbed in the left shoulder, bleeding nonstop.

Su Yunqing pulled Xining and leaned against Ye Xingsoul, and the three of them formed a defensive posture back to back.

The killer couldn't find an opportunity for a while, so he found Xie Yuanji, who was alone, but unexpectedly kicked the iron plate-

Xie Yuanmu has lived in the desert for a long time, and has long adapted to the environment here, sensing the killer's whereabouts in advance, and hitting the killer's chest with a punch that has gathered enough momentum, collapsing the person's chest cavity into it, and then the whole body collapsed into yellow sand and disappeared into the storm.

"This punch is a bit ferocious, Lao Xie!" Su Yunqing sighed, "The whole person is beaten into sand, this meeting will scare the crying children." ”

Xie Yuanmu looked at his palm and shook his head: "These are not living people, they are puppets made of sand." ”

"Not your supernatural powers?" Su Yunqing's face changed slightly.

"I'm not going to turn people into sand."

"That's not good......"

Su Yunqing raised her eyes and looked around.

The sky is full of sandstorms, and the four fields are misty.

The wind roared like the roar of countless demons.

Several wisps of murderous aura, mixed in the sandstorm, quietly approached.

Their appearance is very similar to that of the killer who has crumbled into yellow sand, and does not resemble the breath of a living person.

"Five yellow sand puppets, a bit troublesome." Xie Yuanmu frowned, put away the wine gourd, and protected Xi Ning in front of him, "I have to find the controller behind the scenes quickly." ”

Su Yunqing spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with sand, and scolded and said, "Which seedless breed is hiding and hiding, isn't it a man?" Rats, there is a kind of get out and fight with this son for 300 rounds! ”

The five puppet killers in the yellow sand responded: "Little girl, don't be in a hurry......"

"Wait for the people who get in the way to die......"

"I'll ...... you again"

"300 Rounds of ...... Battle"

"The kind of close-quarters grappling, oh ......"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The five of them are one sentence at a time, sharp and piercing, especially the last laugh in unison, which is the most terrifying, almost giving people goosebumps.

But the laughter also revealed their location.

Jiang Chen suddenly made a move, a few ups and downs, like a swordfish, scurrying into the sandstorm, five swords successively, swords and swords, cut off five heads, but what spurted out was not blood, but yellow gravel.

Jiang Chen didn't have time to take a breath, so he hurriedly took two steps back, avoiding the two narrow knives that suddenly stabbed out from the left and right.

"These puppets can't be killed, don't entangle with them, go to the main master!" Su Yunqing shouted.

The two puppets let out a shrill laugh: "Stop dreaming......"

"With such a big wind and sand, you can't find it even if you die......"

Jiang Chen suddenly spoke: "A bowl of tea is twenty taels of silver, and if you don't give it, you will cast a spell to kill people, this kind of capitalless business is really a sure profit." ”

The puppets stopped laughing at the same time, and after a pause, they rushed towards Jiang Chen.

"Sure enough, it's you." Jiang Chen avoided the puppet, turned around and ran towards the same path.

Dancing in the sand.

Several figures suddenly appeared in the wild sand, trying to stop Jiang Chen's steps.

Jiang Chen didn't stop, he used the magic power of "Space Jumping" to bypass the roadblock puppet, and rushed out of the road for three or four miles in one breath along the surging road.

Tea stalls.

A handsome man with messy white hair suddenly put down his teacup and got up to leave his seat.

"Let's go, there's no excitement to watch."

Xu Shaohong, who was wearing silver-white soft armor, followed him and asked confusedly, "Lord Jinnaro, what happened?" ”

"If you don't go faster, be careful of the fish in the pond."

"Hurry up."

Xu Shaohong hurriedly quickened his pace, and even ran in front of Jinnaro.

As soon as the two of them walked not far away, they heard a loud bang from the tea stall behind them, and the movement was huge, and they could hear it from a distance of one or two miles.

Jinnaro and Xu Shaohong trotted up in unison.