In the far north, there is a long desert. No one knows where the end of the desert is.

In the desert, there are "demons". For countless years, it has been invading the world.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a demon tide that wiped out the world and almost overturned the world. Fortunately, the sages resisted hard to keep the human fire. The elimination of the demon tide is also regarded by many as the end of the ancient era.

The two most powerful kingdoms in the north, one is called Jing and the other is called Mu.

Both Jing and Mu have large armies stationed on the desert border to suppress the demon tide.

So this desert is often called a border desert.

It means the boundary of the human race, the division between prosperity and desolation.

The two great powers in the same northern region compete in all aspects, but in the face of the desert, they always join forces. This alone can probably give people a glimpse of the horror of "demons".

But for the vast majority of people in the world, "demon" is just a legend. Because since ancient times, there has never been a demon who has been able to walk out of the desert.

Probably the only remaining fear of "demons" is in the notorious nine demons.

The easternmost part of the desert is endless quicksand, and aside from the endless quicksand, the boundary line of the desert can probably be divided into two halves, the east is the defense area of the pastoral country, and the west side is the defense area of the Jing country.

As one of the strongest countries in the Northern Regions, the herdsmen occupy the largest grassland in the world, and of course have the most majestic war horses.

There are ten recognized as the strongest cavalry armies in the world, and the Muguo country occupies two of them.

Standing on the border of the desert guarded by the herdsmen, on the left is the boundless grassland with green grass, and on the right is the endless dead desert. Heaven and earth draw a great division here, life and death are so close together, and the contrast is so strong.

The stretches of military tents belonging to the pastoral state are located on this side of the grassland. Majestic knights in armor patrol this border. No one wants to set foot in the desert unless the war begins.

Although it seems to be isolated from the world, lonely on the edge of the world. But it seems that as long as you don't step into the desert, you are still in the world.

The desert is dead and silent, there is never a wind, and it seems that even the wind blows here will die. There are no animals. Except for the occasional Yin Demon who wanders here, the soldiers stationed here have never seen a second life.

The knights patrolling the border reined in their horses and stopped to look at the desert. In his field of vision, a figure slowly approached, slowly becoming clear.

His long hair was simply tied up and hung down at the back of his head. He wore an ordinary sheepskin jacket, which was worn by the herdsmen of the grassland.

His hair was a little dry, his lips were a little chapped, like an ordinary person who couldn't stand the sun—this was not unusual, and the gods would have been like that of any strong man who had gone deep into the desert. Only the golden body chalcedony can ensure that the physical body is not invaded in the desert.

The man dragged a huge leather bag, dragging a long mark on the desert floor, and walked slowly. The black smudge on his body was also imprinted in the knight's eyes, it was demon blood, and the "demon" blood was black.

Of course, the most surprising thing is actually that face.

When you see him, you will be amazed, how can someone produce such a look, how can it be "beautiful" like this?

This kind of "beauty" is even transcendent of gender, and has the charm of turning all beings upside down.

Even if the lips are chapped, even if the skin is rough, the facial features of the person together are hopelessly charming.

But none of the knights dared to take a few more looks, and the leader of one of the tribes had coveted this face, and as a result, he had been "missing" until now, and his tribe had long been divided.

"Zhao!" The knight at the head laughed: "My trolling, the great god of Cangtu bless you with a safe return!"

Trolling means traction, and 赅 means to include and complete.

Trolling is the person who pulls you forward at all times, and in the pastoral country, it means the same as brother.

And the god Cangtu is the belief of the shepherds. According to legend, it is a god with a wolf's body and eagle wings and horses' feet, and is the god of wolves, eagles and horses. But there were also priests who believed that He had no specific body and could not be accurately described. He does not have any appearance that human imagination is, but also includes all imagination. It doesn't exist anywhere, but it's everywhere at the same time.

"Yuwen. The young man who came back from the desert smiled: "It was not the god Cangtu who let me return safely, but my knife and fist." ”

The cavalry commander Yu Wenduo was a majestic man with many braids, riding a tall horse with a voice like a horn. Laughing and jumping off the horse, he took a few steps forward and hugged the young man.

During the hug, he whispered, "In Muguo, you should believe in the god Cangtu, even if it is only verbally. Cooperate with me, it will save you a lot of trouble. ”

When they hugged separately, he changed to that hearty look again: "How many heads did my trolling cut off this time?"

Yu Wenduo is no more than thirty years old. In Muguo, it is not easy to be a captain at this age, especially since he is also a captain of the cavalry, which shows that not only is his strength excellent, but his family background is not bad.

The young man surnamed Zhao lifted the huge sheepskin bag in front of him and piled it at Yu Wenduo's feet: "It's all here." ”

"So much?"

Despite his early speculation, Yu Wenduo couldn't help but show joy.

"Keep patrolling!"

Yu Wenduo shouted loudly and asked his knights to continue patrolling. He lifted the huge sheepskin bag, led the war horse in one hand, and beckoned: "Let's go into the tent and rest!"

As Yu Wenduo, he has his own tent on the border of this grassland, of course, it can't be too big, which is restricted by his official position.

But with this harvest, maybe it can be expanded.

The sheepskin bag contained the heads of the Yin Demon. It is said that there are many kinds of demons, but the only ones that can be seen by the border warriors are the Yin demons.

The body of the Yin Demon is half empty and half real, and the head is gathered by demonic energy, and the body has a solid form, either in the form of a beast or in the form of a human. But after death, only the head can be preserved, turning from virtual to real, and the body from real to virtual, directly dissipating.

After counting the number of Yin Demon heads, Yuwen Duo's expression became even more excited.

It was inconvenient to show it in front of his subordinates before, but he didn't hide it at the moment: "Every time I harvest more than the previous time, you are really the strongest genius I have ever seen! Even if it is compared to those Tianjiao in the royal court, it may not be worse!"

"Maybe it's just that you don't see much. The young man surnamed Zhao had a flat expression: "There are more geniuses in this world than you think, but there are many of them...... Probably not have a chance to grow. The world is cruel. ”

Yuwen Duo didn't know how to answer these words, so he had to skip them, and said with a sincere face: "Ru Cheng, I'll help you ask for credit." Your Majesty is majestic and strategic, and it doesn't matter where you come from. With your strength and talent, you can completely rise to the top in my great herdsmanship. ”

Zhao Rucheng shook his head.

In the past, he had to be well-dressed and food-sized, but now he sat on a thick blanket with a big grin, holding a fat leg of mutton in his hand and gnawing on it.

"The old rules, the merits are all yours. I just need supplies. ”

The so-called supplies are nothing more than wound medicine, Dao Yuan stones, some emergency array disks, and soul stones that must be equipped to enter the border wilderness. Human monks use soul stones to fight against the resistance and erosion that pervade the desert.

"You just came back, and you're going again?" Yu Wenduo was surprised.

Zhao Rucheng casually threw away the gnawed clean leg of mutton bone, tore off the other one, and said casually in his mouth: "I feel the opportunity to break through." ”

"Then you should recuperate well, and break through in a safe place is ......"

"It's faster in the wilderness. ”

"Having said that...... Yu Wenduo hesitated, but still asked, "All along, I actually have a question for you. I'd love to know, what makes you so desperate?"

Zhao Rucheng stopped gnawing on the leg of mutton, was silent for a while, and looked down at the position of his heart.

"It's this remorseful heart. ”