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Niu Niu is stunned.

She didn't expect this distinguished guest to be so generous.

Heisha tribe is extremely short of food. It is very common for every member to go out hunting with his only son hungry.

Because they are old and small, and it's OK to catch the prey. If they don't, they can only starve the whole family.

This is entirely because their Heisha clan leader is kind-hearted. Otherwise, he will not send the dazzling bell sheep he has hit today.

Linghao looks at the frightened eyes of these children and feels soft in his heart. He hands it to Niuniu and says, "we all don't need to eat."

"We are cultivators."

When Niu Niu heard this, she was surprised in her big eyes.

Cultivator?

It's recorded in the ancient books of Huangpi. Can you burn the river and boil the sea, or even fly to the heaven?

There is an ancient book of the Heisha nationality, which has been turned over for a long time.

Ling Hao turns and leaves.

Niuniu was stunned at his back.

"You're lucky to meet a kind-hearted person. Eat now."

When she finished, some children laughed happily.

Niuniu also laughs happily.

This is good. A few small things can have a good meal.

Ling Hao returned to the tent, for a long time, his mind could not be clear, and his eyes were all pure eyes of those children.

It's just that he didn't encounter it. Now that he does, he won't stand by.

What's more, the head of Heisha clan is so good.

If you don't help, Ling Hao's heart won't get through.

He told the people about the Heisha tribe.

Even Heisan was ashamed. He said, "I have seen so many innocent people in Heisan's whole life. I suddenly met a kind-hearted person. I feel a little bit sad."

Zhou qingdaytime took Ling Hao's arm and said, "husband, let's help them!"

"It's not good to give them a lot of prey. It's better to give them fish than to give them fish." Ling Hao said lightly, "I'll make up a hunting secret for them all night to enrich their hunting skills in ordinary days, and it will last for generations in the future."

He is the ancient emperor, the source of all practitioners, and all dharmas are born from his steps.

The most common hunting skill in the world is too simple to make into a book.

"Great! These kind-hearted people will be more prosperous. " There was joy in the eyes of the cloud.

Everyone is very happy. They are all practitioners. They should have no communication with ordinary people.

But passing here, seeing this situation, still touched a soft place in my heart.

Ling Hao said that he could do it as soon as he could. He wrote the legend of prosperity several years later under the dim yellow oil lamp.

It's also a legend of Heisha people.

Of course, that's what follows.

In the early morning, mist shrouded the earth, and the rising sun rose slowly from the East, and the sun shone on the tents of Heisha tribe.

A horse's hoof came from far and near.

"Come on! Wake up, everyone! The horse bandits are coming! "

One of the people on duty opened his voice and shouted.

All of a sudden, the people from the tent gathered in panic.

This kind of life has lasted for many years, and every time those terrible horse bandits caused heavy casualties to the black sand people.

All the young women in the tribe were taken captive, so it is unspeakable that they will come to an end.

The weak old man who has no time to escape will be killed by the bandit's steel knife.

In the animal world, it's very simple and rough. For the sake of not so hungry, the wolf can only linger in a hidden place and stare at a small animal, or a lamb, or a deer, with cruel eyes.

In order to live, it can't be said that it's wrong, and it can't be born to eat grass like sheep to maintain life.

But the horse bandits are different. They are cruel and ruthless. Where they pass, they have no life.

Plunder human resources, the old, the weak, the sick, the young and beautiful girls.

To be a person, if you want to bully the same kind of people, it's no different from animals!

Hearing the sound of panic outside, patriarch Heisha hurriedly came out. His old white hair was hanging by the wind, and his bent body was weak.

Full of frowned faces, but also appears white.

The Heisha tribe has lived in the desert until now, many years are just hiding in the East.

It's hard enough to live. It's worse to be found in hiding place by those horse bandits.

The wind and sand whimpered. Before they could do anything, the sound of horses' hooves had come near.

As you can see, there are more than 30 people. They are wearing hats and riding high horses.

"Brothers, the beautiful women take away, the food, and the cattle and the sheep. They are not allowed to let go. The old and the weak kill, and the young and the young let them go."

The head of the middle-aged man jumped off the horse, holding a hard knife in his hand, which he said without a trace of emotion.

It seems to have been said many times.

Black sand people red eyes, from which revealed a kind of speechless hatred!

Niu Niu holds her crying sister and says nothing. Waiting for her fate, she is going to be taken away. She still remembers that her older sister was taken away by a horse bandit.

With a long sigh, is fate so cruel?

He whispered to one of the clansmen, "go and tell the distinguished guests of yesterday to run for their lives."