The words reached everyone's ears with the wind, and the lost soul was revitalized.

Seeing that Hong Fan was the first to step forward and drag the corpse, everyone soon moved.

There was silence for a moment in the snow valley, and then there was a voice again.

The groans of the wounded, the weepings of those who have lost their loved ones, the sobs of those who have survived......

Only the dead who have been caught in the eternal frost remain silent.

Most of them did not even share the mourning, and in the end they were only hastily wrapped in animal furs and carried onto the cart by their colleagues who were saddened by the death of rabbits and foxes.

After disposing of the remains, the subordinates began to gather supplies.

"Young master, you rest first, and the others and I will go to find the lost horse."

Tang Da had bandages on his arms, and his words were still full of anger.

"Hongqi still has a nozzle on his body, and he is tied to Bentley and me, so he shouldn't be able to run far."

In this battle, he was pardoned and cared for, not only survived, but even defeated a sand bandit.

"Go ahead, be careful not to touch the wound."

Hong Fan sat on the wheels of the car with his sternum and waved his hand.

The servants scattered on all sides, and the convoy suddenly became sparse.

More movement was revealed.

Zheng Furui died her only cousin, and she was whimpering in the arms of the lotus root.

Chi Xinchi died of his cousin, but he still had to cheer up and comfort his emotionally broken sister first.

In the farthest distance, Li Shenji knelt alone in the snow, silently holding the body of his brother Li Xutuo.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't shed a single tear.

Hong Fan looked through all kinds of stuffiness in his chest, so he had to chase the last ray of sunset and turn his gaze.

Skyrim, twilight checkmates.

The sun was hidden in the clouds, like a bloody wound.

······

Half an hour later, the sky was completely dark.

The people hurried in silence and made up for the lack of daylight with pine resin torches.

There were about three hundred people left in the group, and most of the high-ranking ones still had their turn to be horses.

After all, the dead occupy far less space than the living.

Hong Sheng sat at the end of the team, and Li Shenji was in the middle.

Hong Fan rode a Bentley to the forefront.

The red flag that could not escape was tied behind him with a rope, and on both sides of his back hung the four servants of the Hong family who died in battle-Jiang Youcai was among them.

In Hong Fan's body, Yan Liujin and the True Yuan of the Sand World do not need to be manipulated and operate naturally.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and the life star was greatly nourished.

In the next few days, his cultivation speed and recovery from his injuries will be much faster than usual.

However, Hong Fan's thoughts were not there.

Haifei is certainly the most notorious sand bandit in Jinhai, but their strength is far from any of the three surnames in Jinhai.

This truth is best understood by Wan Guangji, the "Great Day Knife Wheel".

After today, as far as Jinhai City can reach, there will soon be no place to fly on the sea.

The problem is that they are still coming.

can make the sand bandits who don't see the rabbit and don't scatter the eagle have to do it regardless of the foundation, and the consideration paid by the people behind it can be imagined.

What do they want? 】

Why do they have to kill me? 】

Hong Fan thought silently, clueless.

The sound of horses' hooves approached from behind.

Tang Da, who was following the young master, poked out a torch and illuminated the face hall of the comer.

"Li Shenji's statistics are out."

It was Gao Junxia and Cui Yutang who caught up.

"Thirty-one were lightly wounded, twenty-two were seriously wounded, and sixteen were killed."

He whispered, deliberately half a position behind Hong Fan, as if he was reporting to the superior.

"There are several of them who are very important - Li Xutuo is the second son of the Hegong, and Zheng Guanyu is the most beloved nephew brought by the city guard......"

Hong Fan frowned slightly and interrupted him.

"Those numbers just now don't count the subordinates and guards, right?"

"What about the total?"

Gao Junxia was stunned for a moment, obviously not remembering, but Cui Yutang on the side made up for him.

"We wounded one hundred and forty-three wounded, and lost seventy-eight."

The words are respectful, and not as casual as they used to be.

It's only been eight months since he became a Star Monarch, and he has already been able to cross a big realm to kill a master of the Pure Realm alone......

In the hearts of Gao, Cui and others, Hong Fan at this time is no longer a "low-profile version of Ma Jingsha", but a "Sand World PRO MAX".

"Seventy-eight dead?"

Hong Fan replied in a low voice, sighing a large stream of white gas, which drifted away with the wind.

"I counted, counting the sky above, a total of twenty-seven corpses fell on the sea."

"We're three times as many as them, and one of the bandits can be exchanged for three of us."

His words made the faces of the two young men feverish.

"The big guy often competes in martial arts on weekdays, and he thinks he is proud."

Gao Junxia lowered his head and half-hid his face into the night.

"I didn't expect to be in the battle formation, but I could only use three points of ...... with ten strengths."

When he can hunt Wenbi, his vortex palm can pinch the wrist of the Xuantie target.

But an hour ago, the same palm could not even break the flat steel knife - because the knife was slashing at his neck at full speed.

"Everyone has a first time."

Hong Fan said with relief.

"You don't have to be too self-conscious, the first time I went to battle with my uncle, I was also confused, so I could only grab the horse lance and go with the flow."

Hearing him compare himself, the faces of the two proud sons and brothers improved significantly, and they were even slightly grateful.

At the end of the line, Hong Ping was also chattering about Hong Pardon.

"At that time, those sand bandits saw the second brother as if they had seen a ghost; Seeing him coming, he couldn't walk steadily on several roads, and fell into a rolling gourd. ”

"In the past, I didn't think so, but now I know that Xingjun is extraordinary!"

"It's not that I'm boasting, just at the beginning of this year, he didn't talk about me in the clan studies, and even Hong An couldn't beat ......"

He recalled the attention of Hong Fan when he stepped on the broken steel head, and he couldn't wait to replace him.

But Hong Yu beside him was deeply eyebrow-raised and ignored it.

"Cousin, are you listening to me?"

Hong Ping asked with a pout.

"Oh, I was thinking about something else."

Hong Yu replied casually.

"What do you think?"

"I thought about how to explain to Ling's assistant coach after I went back - Jiang Youde had a friendship with me when he was riding in Zhu Yi."

Hong Yu sighed.

Hearing this, Hong Pingcai suddenly recalled that his companion Jiang Youcai also lost his life.

In the chaotic battle, the elders of the Jiang family did not dare to flee for their lives, nor did they dare to guard the main family like Tang Da, and in the end, no one even knew when and how he died.

Therefore, the sadness in Hongping's heart is only like nothing, and it is even worse than when two wolves died overnight.

"Cousin, don't worry too much, just go back and make up more money for the Jiang family."

He comforted in turn.

"When the sword is robbed, people die like snowflakes falling on the snow, what can I do about it?"

"What's more, even Li Xutuo didn't survive this time......"

Speaking of this, the two of them were afraid and fell silent.

The horses were in the snow, and the sound of hooves was muffled.

The torches on the cart were filled with flames, and the horses were thrown into the snow, twisting their legs.

Hong Ping suddenly felt something in his heart and inadvertently turned around.

At the end of the team, Hong Sheng, who was wearing a bandage and only a single coat, was staring at the broken steel knife escorted on the board car.

The light of the fire was dim, and only half of his face was faintly illuminated.

Most of the bodies of a man and a horse fall out of the light, and what is connected to them is a vast black fish that cannot be seen.

PS: It's been a long time since I've asked for a subscription to vote.

Everyone has a vote to vote and subscribe with the support of the ability.

Just the sauce.

(End of chapter)