The curtain of the tent was lifted, and the sunlight shone in and shone on Grisanna's face, causing her to squint, and then the curtain fell, and a man entered. She couldn't help but tighten her heart, and kept praying in her heart, and her eyes secretly opened a slit to look:

I saw a man, his head and face covered in blood, and the tip of the big sword in his hand was also dripping with blood, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he was definitely not a sand thief or a warrior in the tribe. This made her stunned, and she didn't know what mood to face it.

Zhang Cheng was the first time to kill someone, when he followed Li Changfeng into the sand thief camp like a whirlwind, full of anger and hatred filled his mind, he gasped, his eyes were red, and he picked up a big sword on the ground without hesitation, and cut off the head of a sand thief who had been stabbed to the ground by Li Changfeng and could only wail when he was injured.

"Click!"

The blade of the sword cut into the flesh, the sound of cutting bones came out, and a head fell to the ground, blood gushing wildly, drenching Zhang Cheng all over his head. Then, he was stunned: he had also fought desperately in the gladiatorial arena and seriously injured his opponent, but after all, it was only injured and not killed, which was different from now.

When the sound of death sounded, when he was drenched in the blood in the body cavity of the deceased, he felt that something in his heart was also shattered with the "click", and a coldness rose up, making him at a loss, making him dazed, and even making him panic and fear, this coolness instantly spread all over his body, making his hands and feet cold, making him tremble, making him -

"Wow......"

He vomited, and he couldn't stop vomiting violently, and he fell to his knees with a "plop" and vomited so much that he vomited bile. A hand patted him lightly on the back, and a warm heat came into his body from there, making him feel much better, raised his head, and saw Li Changfeng's warm and indifferent face, raised the sword in his hand, and Li Changfeng shouted lightly:

"Get up, fight!"

After saying that, he turned around and greeted the sand thieves who had been alarmed and had come out of various tents in all directions. Zhang Cheng was terrified: Yes, now what qualifications do I have to vomit here, what I want to do is to kill the enemy and take revenge!

The blood was hot again, he roared wildly, slashing, stabbing, chopping, and slashing behind Li Changfeng, sending the sand thieves who were beaten down by Li Changfeng and injured but not dead to hell, without hesitation, without mercy, and no longer vomiting......

The sand thief was injured but did not die, of course, this is the result of Li Changfeng's deliberate retention, to cultivate a person's sense of combat, what is faster and more suitable than actual combat!

Killing these sand thieves is indeed not much more troublesome for Li Changfeng than killing a chicken, even if it is the sand thief leader with light red hair and a strong and burly body with a fierce face, he only used the sword body to knock him unconscious with two swords, and in more than half an hour, there was only one living person left in this sand thief group with more than 100 people, that is, the leader of the sand thief group 'Fire Scorpion' Kunlang.

Li Changfeng casually dragged Kun Lang into a tent for interrogation, Zhang Cheng searched around to see if there were any fish that had slipped through the net, and when he opened another tent that didn't look different, he saw Grisanna who was tied to the bed in messy clothes.

"What kind of person is this? How could so many sand thieves outside not even make a sound, could they all be killed by him? Then how could there be no blood on his body? Well, there is blood on the sword, it must have killed someone. How could his face be so good-looking, there was no stubble on his face, and his smile, how warm it was, I didn't feel scared at all......"

Li Changfeng was called over by Zhang Cheng, and at this moment Grisanna looked at him, and he also observed Grisanna.

"Girl, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I won't hurt you. ”

Li Changfeng tried his best to smile amiably, and said softly to Grisanna.

Grisanna's eyes widened, her long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she smiled a little, and said:

"I know. Are you the warriors of any tribe that have come to save me, and how will you know that I am here?"

Li Changfeng touched his nose in embarrassment, changed the topic, and said:

"Don't you think it's uncomfortable to carry around like this, and your clothes ......?"

Only then did Grisanna remember that the scenery on her chest was shining, and she couldn't help but feel a warm heartbeat.

......

More than 50 war horses, more than 100 sand camels, as well as a number of weapons, more than 20 boxes of valuable property, and a beautiful woman, this is all the assets of the fire scorpion sand thief group. Among these properties, there was nothing that belonged to the Wang family's caravan, which showed that they were not sand thieves who killed Lao Zhang and the rest of the caravan, which made Zhang Cheng very disappointed.

Li Changfeng was looking with interest at the moment at a gold-painted wooden box found from the Kunlang tent, and there was an irregular metal the size of a dark golden fist lying in the wooden box. What interested him was that this piece of metal under the Spirit Eye Technique actually emitted a vitality light, indicating that this was a precious pro-Fa material that cultivators could use.

"Hey, this is 'Golden Black Iron', there is such a big piece!"

Since learning about Li Changfeng's origins, the lovely Grisanna sympathizes with them, and at the same time, she has also regarded them as trusted friends, especially for Li Changfeng, there is already a tendency to treat him as a relative.

She surrounded him, helping them count their belongings, squeaking, smiling sweetly, and sometimes singing happily. The singing voice was like a turning sound, as crisp as the voice of a lark that was intoxicating, Zhang Cheng listened in a daze, and the thing in his hand fell "popped" and fell on his feet, jumping in pain. But no one laughed at him, because another listener, Li Changfeng, had already listened to him.

At this moment, she was standing next to Li Changfeng, and she was weaving a discernment for herself with her dexterous hands, and how many small discernments she had were were innumerable. She said in surprise with her eyes wide open as she knitted her son.

Li Changfeng perked up and asked:

"Where else does this kind of thing exist, is it a specialty of the desert?"

Grisanna replied:

"It's something that only comes from the 'Tempest Canyon', where there is a perennial wind that can blow away the flesh and skin of people, and only the hardest stones can withstand such winds, and in the depths of the canyon there is this metal buried. The production is very small, and it is said that the weapons made from it can be used to cut gold and iron, and to make quick decisions. Our tribe has a golden black sword, which was made by the clansmen who spent a lot of money to make up enough gold and black iron and asked a famous craftsman to build it. ”

Li Changfeng listened to Grisanna's introduction, playing with the piece of golden black iron in his hand, and found that he was much lighter than Xuantie, but his degree of pro-law was better than Xuantie, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: If he could find some more of this metal, he would be able to rebuild a knife. After thinking about it, he asked:

"Do you still have this kind of gold and black iron in your tribe, or do you know who has it?"

Grisanna shook her head and said:

"This kind of thing is best known only to the tribal elders, and you can ask them when the time comes. ”

Li Changfeng nodded and stood up, and said:

"Alright, let's leave and take you home early. ”

......

Nuo Tie felt that he was about to go crazy, the 'Pearl of the Desert' he had always admired, Xiao Shana, who was willing to protect him with his whole life, was gone, and he had been missing for three days. In this vast desert, what it means for an unprepared person to be missing for three days makes him shudder just thinking about it.

"No, no, you won't be fine, you can't be fine, no matter where you end the world, I must find you. ”

Cheering himself up in his heart, he stared straight ahead, hoping that in the next moment, he could see Xiao Shana's beautiful figure appear there. Yet there was nothing but rolling sand dunes ahead.

Baruch couldn't help but have a headache when he looked forward at Notie, he hesitated for a moment, and finally instigated the sand camel to rush to Notie's side, grabbed the reins of the sand camel he sat on, and grabbed it, and said loudly:

"Note, don't go any further. The Great Elder instructed that he should only look for two days, and if he could not find it for two days, he had to go back. But it has been three days now, and yesterday I advised you not to listen, but today you must listen to me anyway, and it is your duty to bring them back with you the warriors of the tribe when you come out. See for yourself, the warriors are tired!"

When Nuo Tie heard this, he looked back, and sure enough, the dozen or so tribes accompanying him all had chapped lips, haggard faces, and looked exhausted. His throat moved, and he turned his head and said to Baruch in a hoarse voice:

"Baruch, we are good brothers, you know my mind, I will find her no matter what, whether she is born or not...... So, take the warriors back to the tribe, and I'll go to her alone. ”

"You ......"

Baruch was so angry that he almost couldn't hold his breath, he took a few long breaths in succession, and finally stabilized himself, and said:

"You sand camel, you're going to kill us all sooner or later. Okay, okay, I'll look for you another day, and tomorrow if you can't find it again...... You, don't force me to tie you back with a rope!"

With a little smile, Nuotie patted Baruch on the shoulder and said:

"Sure enough, it's a good brother. ”

After a small episode, the warriors continued on the road, each covering their mouths and noses with a white cloth of sand, and the sand camels strode forward in a dull manner, except for the never-ending "whining" wind on the sand plain, there was no other sound, and the group walked farther and farther.

When the moon is in the sky, the wind becomes lighter. Suddenly, the tribal warrior Hubulai, who was exploring the way, raised his right hand high and stopped at the same time holding the sand camel. The warriors who followed behind tacitly stopped the sand camels, and no one asked, just stood there quietly and waited. Hubulai paused for a moment, as if observing something. Suddenly, he pulled the reins violently and turned the sand camel back, and the leather whip in his hand whipped wildly without pity, causing the sand camel to gallop wildly, and he shouted loudly in his mouth:

"Let's go, it's the 'Desert Scorpion'!"

Hearing this, Notie and Baruch glanced at each other, their faces showed a look of horror, and Notie turned his head without hesitation and shouted:

"Let's go, go back!"

The hooves of the sand camels raised a cloud of sand and dust, and the tribal warriors did not hesitate to run wildly, and there was silence behind them, as if there was no danger. However, the faces of Notie and the warriors on the mount became paler and paler, as if some great terror was about to come.

Baruch was sweating profusely, and suddenly said loudly:

"No, it's not a way to go on like this, the sand camel will soon lose its strength. ”

Nuo Tie did not raise his head, and replied loudly:

"Two miles ahead there is a sandstone field, where we stop to kill scorpions. ”

Baruch replied:

"Good!"

The rampaging sand camels were as fast as galloping horses, and in front of them could already see several huge pieces of sandstone protruding from the yellow sand. When it was almost near, Nuo Tie shouted wildly:

"Ready, jump!"

Experienced desert people know that the raging sand camel can't be reined, and at this moment the situation is in crisis, you can only jump off the camel directly, but fortunately there is soft sand below, but you will not be injured.

Nortie jumped off the sand hunchback, and the man rolled a few times in the sand to lose his strength, and without looking back, ran towards the nearest sandy rock, followed by Baruch and the other warriors.

This is a piece of sand rock about three zhang square, protruding about two feet from the sand, and the upper middle is uneven and can barely stand on people. Nuotie jumped onto the rock, didn't wait to stand firm, and asked hurriedly:

"Are you all together?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a voice suddenly shouted:

"What about Huli, why is Huli gone?"

When Notie heard this, he turned around and was about to jump off the rock to look for him, but Baruch grabbed his arm, shook his head, and said:

"It's too late, look!"

Under the white moonlight, the flat sand suddenly rose up one by one, and then the sand flew all over the sky, and a black 'desert giant scorpion' the size of a wolf dog drilled out from under the sand, the number was dense, at least more than a hundred, they quickly gathered around the sandstone to surround the tribal warriors, the front end of the scorpion tail raised high, the stinger shining in the moonlight.