The weather was cold day by day.

The north wind howled and swept across the endless desert.

The rough sand and gravel make the wind sharper and sharper.

It seemed to be a knife flying all over the sky, and everything was intimidated by its obscenity, trembling and curling up on the ground, trembling and lingering.

Including people, of course.

People on the desert.

The most insignificant people in the desert.

The successive killings have made the lives of people struggling to survive in poverty more and more difficult.

The cold weather, invisibly, gives this hardship a sharp texture.

Life is not easy.

Life in the desert is especially difficult.

But in any case, since you were born on this land, as long as you still have a breath in your chest, no matter what, you have to live desperately.

Perhaps, this is the so-called life ......

But at this time, in the desert, no one would think so.

They all gathered together and deliberated about something big.

"If it weren't for those two good men, I'm afraid I would have turned into white bones in the desert......" A long-bearded old man stood in the cold wind, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in fear.

"Yes!"

"Yes, yes!"

The people standing below chimed in.

The backer gang attacked several times, although they killed a lot of people, but fortunately two unknown heroes came to help, and these villages on the edge of the desert were not slaughtered.

They didn't know the names and surnames of these heroes.

In fact, not many people have seen heroes.

Only one was tall, with a full beard and a mountain axe at his waist, and the other was slender and spineless, and there were several people behind them, masked in black veils and mysterious.

I don't know what the relationship between the two heroes is, anyway, they cooperate very tacitly, at the critical moment, the report of the news, the shot, so that these poor people who are struggling on the edge of the desert, in the face of the bloody butcher's knife of the backer gang, finally see a glimmer of life......

In life, the most precious thing in life is life.

In times of crisis, saving people's lives may be the greatest kindness.

They didn't save one or two people, they saved the whole desert.

Such a great favor must be repaid.

But the two heroes, but they are also dragons who see the head and the tail, how can these poor people lying on the sandy ground find them?

Besides, how many of them stood in the cold wind, shivering on an empty stomach, and what did they take to repay their kindness?

They can't get anything.

Only a body of strength that has not been exhausted.

Then simply use your strength to repay the favor - after a long day of discussion, an elder proposed that the people of several villages collectively contribute to build an ancestral hall for these heroes who saved the desert and danger, so that future generations will always remember this kindness.

Naturally, the proposal was embraced by the vast majority of the people.

The weather is cold, and most of the people in the desert are curled up in dirt nests, wrapped tightly in tattered leather jackets to resist the cold - it is cold horizontally and vertically, so it is better to go out and do your best.

Today, the young men from several villages gathered together for a final discussion before the construction began.

There are many people and so many people together, so it is natural to inevitably talk and quarrel.

The noise even drowned out the north wind over the desert......

Far away, far away, the desert is connected to the long sky.

A fast horse galloped from the sky.

On horseback was a large man, wearing a cloak and an axe at his waist.

The north wind is howling, the horse's hooves are flying, and the big man is wrapped in the wild sand.

Don looked very brave.

The horses' hooves startled the squabbling crowd in the desert.

The gathered people turned their heads in unison and looked at the tall figure.

It's him! It's him! It's him!

That good man with a plate axe!

A good man who racked his brains and had nowhere to look for it, actually appeared by himself!

For a time, several poor people were so excited that they burst into tears, and they fell to their knees on the sand, and kowtowed again and again in the direction from which the fast horses were coming.

Under the influence of these few people, a large group of people who were at a loss fell into a large area, and when the cold wind blew, they shivered, like a group of marmots.

Seeing this, the big man on the horse hurriedly whipped a few whips on the horse's buttocks, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed over like a storm, and without waiting for the horse to stop, he jumped off the horse's back, hurriedly helped up the two old men kneeling in front, and then clasped his fists at the crowd, and hurriedly said: "No! No! Everyone, please ......get up, please get up."

To put it mildly, I finally invited this group of people.

Dahan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Strong!" a long-bearded old man stepped forward and bowed his hand to the big man: "Save your life, a certain tooth is unforgettable! Poor and remote land, there is nothing to repay, please bow down to the old man!" said that, he knelt down again, and let the big man drag him hard.

Without waiting for the big man to speak, a large group of people behind the old man quarreled and quarreled, as if a swarm of flies flew over the desert.

Suddenly, the crowd fell silent, as someone noticed that several more fast horses had come running.

Short clothes, waist hanging scimitar, on the back of a flag, in the center of the flag, embroidered with a majestic horse head.

At first glance, you can tell that it is a backer gang scout.

The comer is not good!

Thinking of several slaughters, there were already timid people who broke out in a cold sweat, they looked at the galloping fast horses, and then looked at the big man, both trembling, their faces like ashes.

Naturally, the big man also heard the sound of horses' hooves, turned his head slightly, and looked at the smoke and dust along the way, his face was unusually calm......

The Backers had no intention of taking revenge immediately.

Several encounters in succession made the backers understand that this time the opponent was extraordinary.

The specific situation has not yet been clarified, and I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

After the mourning for the brothers who died in the war, the law enforcement elder Zhu Zhenshan announced on the spot: From now on, strict orders, no one is allowed to step out of the grassland without the order of the helper, and if there is a violation, severe punishment will be given!

Everyone knows that the backers have strict rules and iron laws.

also knows that Zhu Zhenshan enforces the law harshly and is selfless.

But everyone also knows that in this world, there are people who are not afraid of death.

Scout Wang Dazhi is a person who is not afraid of death.

He was originally an orphan who was exiled to the grassland, he was helpless since he was a child, and he was about to starve to death. The great grace of the master of Qitang, Wang Dazhi will always remember it.

The master of Qi Tang died in battle, he didn't shed a single tear, but he vomited a big bowl of blood.

Blood.

He's a tough guy, and when he's bleeding all over his body, he can't shed a single tear.

He remorseed!

Hate yourself! He has always followed the Qi Hall Master, but that time, he was absent.

The grace of the hall owner's nurturing, Wang Dazhi is unforgettable. But the hall master died in battle, but he couldn't serve left and right.

He thought that on that day, if he was there, he would have fought for his life, and he would have to protect the Qi Hall Master.

Now that the hall master is dead in battle, he is still alive, and he can't even take revenge, what face does a seven-foot-tall man have standing in heaven and earth?

Zhu Zhenshan issued a ban! Heh, a few words of and a piece of waste paper can stop him Wang Dazhi?

Of course he knows that the backer gang has strict laws and disciplines.

But he also knew that the Qi Hall Master's revenge had not been avenged, and he had no shame to live.

Law and order?

Heh, that only works for the living.

After a bit of walking, he really got in touch with the four dead soldiers.

They are all strong men who are not afraid of death, and the grace of the Qi Hall Master is not repaid, so let this blood be sprinkled on this desert grassland......

The moment they rushed out of the grassland, they had no intention of living at all.

He didn't even change his clothes, and he didn't cover his face.

What are you afraid of? There are many rules and regulations in the world, but they are just rules for the living......

Seeing a large group of people gathered together from a distance, Wang Dazhi, who was rushing in front, was so excited that his eyes lit up, okay!

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, Wang Dazhi suddenly remembered something.

He whistled sharply, and the five galloping horses stopped in an instant.

Wang Dazhi has been herding horses on the grassland since he was a child, and his eyesight is excellent.

He rode on his horse and looked around warily.

He knew very well that the Qi Hall Master and the group of brothers each had unique skills, and the reason why they died in battle must have been hacked.

He also heard from his brothers who had fled that he had met an unpredictable guy in the desert.

What he feared most was meeting that person.

Of course, he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would die too early and would not have time to avenge the Qi Hall Master......

After watching it for a long time, I saw those stupid fellows huddled together and trembling like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and other than that, there was nothing abnormal.

That's good, as long as the guy who can't tell the difference between people and ghosts doesn't show up, and the rest, how many, his scimitar will be all ordered.

Thinking of this, Wang Dazhi pulled out his scimitar with a "swish" and was about to rush forward.

"Big brother, wait a minute!" a scout standing next to him stretched out his hand, grabbed the reins of Wang Dazhi's horse, and pointed ahead.

Wang Dazhi took a look and found that the big man standing in front of the crowd was not as frightened as those homeless people, on the contrary, he was leisurely leading the horse and standing there, as if he was strolling leisurely.

He also saw the plate axe on the big man's waist.

Heh! Playing with knives and guns, who was he afraid of?

Who have they been afraid of?

"Kill!" Wang Dazhi shouted, five fast horses, five scimitars, and in an instant, like arrows off the string, rushed over.

On the opposite side, a group of desert homeless people huddled together, looking at the backer gang scouts who rushed over, all of them were earthy and terrified.

They stared at the big man standing in front of them with wide eyes, and their legs shook into a sieve, this guy, but he is the opponent of the backer gang? I have only seen him report the news before, but I haven't seen a move, does he know martial arts......

Suddenly, a sharp-beaked monkey jumped out, grabbed the big man, looked at the bearded face, and asked tremblingly: "Say-say, should-shouldn't, you brought them here, right?"

That's right! They have always been ignorant of this big man, they don't know his details at all, they just reported the news in front, or colluded to sing a red face, not to mention, the last time they were killed, they didn't see this guy report the news, this time they gathered, he just appeared again, not biased, not sooner or later, this backer gang killer killed him, really good calculation......

After a series of questions in the later life, the homeless people suddenly grew their mouths as if they were enlightened, and their eyes breathed fire one by one, staring at the big man.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted, "boom", a large group of people suddenly scattered and fled, and a few old men who couldn't run slowly moved, shaking their beards as they moved, and threw the most vicious words to the big man......

The big man was unmoved, and stood there quietly, his face as calm as water.

"Kill!" Wang Dazhi took the lead, brandished his scimitar, and rushed towards the big man standing in front.

The big man stood there, as if he was ignoring the scimitar that had been killed, motionless, like an ancient pine.

"Kill!" Wang Dazhi shouted, raised his scimitar high, and slashed down from mid-air at the big man.

"Ah!" the big man roared, the plate axe on his waist was already in his hand, he didn't look at it, he swung the axe, only to see a lightning bolt in front of him, Wang Dazhi's head and the horse's head of the mount, flew into the sky together, a headless corpse rode on the headless horse corpse, and two streams of blood gushed out like a spring.

Several scouts who rushed behind were shocked when they saw this, they suddenly found that this opponent was not ordinary, several people turned their horses' heads suddenly, their faces were not afraid, and the four scimitars slashed towards the big man.

The big man was still standing there, holding a plate axe, his body was as steady as Mount Tai, and he saw that the scimitar was about to cut off his neck, and suddenly, his feet slipped, and the whole person moved to the side, and several scimitars fell into the air together.

Before a few scouts came to their senses, the soles of the big man's feet were windy, his body changed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already chopped down the three scouts and their horses to the ground.

The remaining scout looked at the big man standing in front of him, gritted his teeth, broke his drink, and rushed up again with a fierce voice.

There was a sneer at the corner of the big man's mouth, and he took an axe in his hand, but before the scout could see it clearly, he suddenly felt a cold on his shoulder, and a hand with a dancing knife flew into the air together with the scimitar.

"Ah!" the scout clung to the severed arm and howled like a wounded wolf.

"Spare you a dog's life, don't get out of here!" the big man said, and slapped the scout's horse on the buttocks, and the horse suddenly turned its head and galloped wildly, and the scout on horseback howled incessantly.

"Engong!" The big man looked down, but saw that the offspring with the sharp beak and monkey cheeks ran back at some point, and suddenly knelt down in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Engong is above, and he is worshiped by the villain! The villain is ignorant and offends Engong, and I hope that Engong Haihan will die! The villain should die! The villain should die!" The latter said, while pretending to raise his slap and "crackle" on his thin face.

Dahan sneered and ignored the afterlife.

A burst of footsteps came, as if it was drilled out of the ground, and the people who had just escaped ran back one after another, and when they saw the big man, they scrambled to kneel on the ground one by one, kowtowing, and shouting endlessly, "Engong" and "Engong" were endless.

The big man didn't go to help him anymore, he turned around and took a leather bag from his horse, threw it in front of the long-bearded old man, and said coldly: "This time, the remnants of the backer gang escaped by luck and went back to report the news. With that, he turned over and got on his horse and walked away without looking back.

"True benevolence and righteousness!" the old man picked up the leather bag, shouted, and fell down on the sand with a long bow......