The night of the wasteland plain is silent and quiet. The breeze was blowing, and the hissing sound of rubbing the pinna of the ear could be heard. On the barren yellow earth, the villages are scattered everywhere, the wasteland plain is backed by the continuous mountain line, and a few extremely irregular beast roars are heard from time to time in the quiet chat, tearing the world apart. Looking down on the plain, the dark lonely city towers on the plain, there is no light in the lonely city, and the darkness blinds the eyes and blurs. Not far from the lonely city, Fan Qiqi is scarlet, reflecting the lonely city, which looks so asymmetrical. The night is silent, the air is cut off, and the night is quieter.

"Whoosh"

A beam of light shot from the center of the lonely city and streaked through the air, illuminating the sky, outlining the outline of the strange stone and earth walls of the lonely city. The light in the sky has not yet dissipated, only a few explosions of "whoosh" can be heard, and a few miles outside the lonely city, four brighter beams of light rise on all sides of the lonely city, illuminated in the air, as if transmitting some signal. After a while, the surrounding light dissipated without a trace, and the great wilderness returned to its previous silence.

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"Assemble, hurry up, thin monkey hurry up, it's your most ink"

I saw a tower-like man, shirtless, pulling the rooster's throat, and roaring non-stop. In front of the man was a sea of fire, and the ruins roared in the red lotus's rage, making a crackling explosion. The firelight reflected the man's gloomy face, and he snorted lowly. After a while, the firelight twisted and jumped, and a few men sprang out in an instant, and it seemed that they heard the call, and rushed to the fire, making them anxious. The stout man may have thought that the person was moving too slowly, and he just wanted to scold, but he heard a cold pager in his ears, and he trembled.

"Big brother, what's the situation? Our brothers haven't finished cleaning yet, why did they gather and retreat, it's really disappointing. A man in the crowd who looked like a thin monkey shouted dissatisfiedly

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The stout man retracted his thoughts, his face was full of unhappiness, and he glared at the thin monkey and scolded: "Where is there so much nonsense, save your kid and talk a lot." Let's go, go to Huangshi Village, hurry up and keep up, and then ramble Lao Tzu to ruin your mouth. He didn't say why, but he took a direction and sped away. The few men left in the clearing looked at each other at a loss, and they had to follow stupidly.

The high post near the edge of the Great Wilderness was shrouded in night, and the darkness of the night obscured the vision, and the five fingers could not be seen. On the high hill, a man and a rider stood on the abrupt mountain rock, the rider was wearing an ink-colored cloak, the wide cloak covered most of the body, and the cold iron armor was faintly exposed in the subtlety, and the cold light was faint. The iron armor is carved with the pattern of the Fuyun Leopard, and the ink-colored leopard has a huge dark red demon core in its bloody mouth, which is crystal clear and transparent, and it is very cold. The crotch horse was black, about one foot eight feet high, fat and strong, with a flaming mane, and a low roar. The neighing was mixed with ink flames, spitting out, scorching the grass and trees, and the ground was scorched black, and the horses seemed to be impatient, and wanted to gallop with their hooves raised. After another half of the incense, only a loud "bump" was heard behind the rider, and the dust was stirred, and there was a sound of movement in the jungle not far away, but the knight still stood still and stood in the distance, unmoved. When the dust behind the rider dissipated, it became clear that there were a few more people, and it was the stout man who was the leader, and there were seven men in disheveled clothes. They knelt down neatly, lowered their heads, and bowed respectfully: "Meet the general." ”

The rider remained motionless, as if he had not heard of it. Looking at the red stars in the distance, he asked in a calm tone, "How is the matter?"

Several men didn't dare to come out, but the stout man at the head showed a little smug on his face, and replied boldly: "General Hui, I and others owe the blessing of the city lord and the high priest, and I am fortunate not to be dishonored." Everything has been done and dealt with. ”

"Hmph, that's a good job, isn't it?" the rider was noncommittal, with a hint of suspicion in his words.

The stout man heard the doubts in the rider's words, and thought that he had invited merit to make the other party unhappy, and hurriedly explained: "Don't dare, it's our honor to do things for the city lord and the high priest. ”

The "mixed obstacles" rider smiled and turned around to drink lowly, and the coercion that was invisibly exuded made several men kneel down and retreat again and again. The rider saw that he was powerful and did not put it down

The few people in front of them couldn't help but be angry, and several men were no longer able to resist at this time, and their elbows were struggling to support the ground, trying to avoid the embarrassment of throwing their bodies to the ground, and everyone had already fallen into the mud with their knees but didn't know it.

"The general spares his life, spares his life, general. Several people begged for mercy in unison.

"General, I don't know what the little ones have done wrong? The stout man asked through gritted teeth as he tried to keep his balance so that he didn't look embarrassed.

"Hey, hey, so daring. See for yourselves, do clean things. ”

As soon as the rider finished speaking, he reached out and threw out the hemp rope, threw it into the bushes on both sides, and dragged out two figures and threw them in front of him. The two men were rickety, ragged, and covered in mud. One of them had feathered arrows interspersed on his shoulder, and when his chest ran through them, the feathers of the arrow's tail condensed with inky flames, burning his skin, emitting a scorching stench, disgusting, and he was prostrate on the ground, lifeless, and should have been out of breath for a long time. On the other hand, blood flowed from all over his limbs, and the claw marks on his arms were deeply marked, and the wounds were shocking. He had his face pressed to the ground, his mouth full of mud, struggling to turn over, trying to stand up, his bloodshot eyes staring at the rider with hatred, his eyes surging with fire, and his eyes were wide open, as if he could drip blood. But before he could get up, there was a "bump", and the huge horse's hooves were mercilessly imprinted on his face, deeply trampling on the vision of the Avengers. Dark green flames suddenly appeared on the horse's hooves, squeaking and burning his cheeks, and in an instant the flesh and blood were blurred, and the miserable cries echoed in the dark night sky, making the kneeling men shudder, tremble, and break out in a cold sweat. The flames had no intention of stopping, and quickly jumped up all over his body, turning the whole person into a flame. After just a few seconds, there was no longer a scream in the firelight, and the figure fluttered and flickered a few times before it was extinguished. Only inky black scorch marks were left on the ground, proving that life had indeed existed before. The rider pats the horse's back, as if to comfort the horse. Glancing up at a few people, he grinned and sneered: "How are you looking, do you want me to point it out?"

"Ah, there are indeed omissions among my subordinates, and I ask the general to raise his noble hand and wait for a dog's life around me. ”

"Iwatachi, that's a nice thing to say. Don't blame me for not leaving a chance for you, let go of so many people, I will deal with these two for you, and you can take care of the rest. ”

"Yes, yes, the subordinates know, and the subordinates will do it. ”

As soon as the stout man Yan Li finished speaking, he suddenly felt his body loosen, and immediately raised his head and stole his eyes, and found that the rider was no longer visible, but he still didn't dare to get up immediately, supported the ground with both hands, barely stood up, and shouted respectfully towards the silence of the night: "General Xie is not responsible." Then the fish jumped up, glanced at everyone, and scolded sharply: "Ya, what are you still stunned about? ”

A few people behind Yan Li saw that the catastrophe had passed, and they also let out a long breath, among the people, the thin monkey was the most active, and he was also clever, and after getting up and looking at the rest of the brothers, he complained: "Big brother, where do you let the brothers go to find it?"

"Shut up, you have a lot of ghost ideas, do you want to be lazy again? Try your luck, go separately, two people in a group, chase separately, if you find something, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer in the future." Iwatachi glared and commanded.

"This is too, I've always been unlucky, Brother Yan, why don't you find two random ones and make up a number. The thin monkey shouted and looked at everyone, and the rest of the men echoed suit.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to live, find a way to find it. If you don't have luck, get out, don't drag me into the water, I don't want to swallow my breath before I'm happy enough. And a few of you don't go to find someone quickly, why are you stupid, you're fat. After saying that, Iwataki recognized the direction and jumped away.

Several Chinese characters looked at each other and shook their heads at each other, everyone looked at the thin monkey, and the thin monkey shook his head impatiently to indicate that there was no way. So the people stopped chattering, and divided into groups, and jumped in different directions.

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