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A stone house, which is very broad, can be seen everywhere in the wine jar. The smell of foot stinks in the air. There are 20 people in the eyes, wearing coarse linen clothes, or lying or lying on their back snoring and sleeping.

With a sound of footsteps, the man lying on the tiger's skin frowned.

"If you disturb my sleep, you'd better give me a reason not to kill you."

"The general is not good, the bandit head is gone!"

Come in is a thief's eyes of man, he stooped, whispered.

"But Fang en?" The man sitting on the tiger skin is in a royal suit. He asked at the moment.

He is the general of the twelve desert bandits, the reason why he is called the general of the snake and scorpion bandits is because he is cruel and ruthless, and he treats everyone coldly and ruthlessly.

Fang en is the bandit head killed by Linghao's party. He is just a subordinate of the bandit general.

"I suspect it was the caravans that went to the temple!"

That's what the thief - eyed man said.

He's in charge of information. His eyes and ears are very sensitive.

The day before yesterday, he realized that there was a caravan going to the great saint temple, and then Fang en disappeared the day before, which was very suspicious. In the desert, who didn't know the strength of the twelve desert bandits.

It's probably done by outsiders.

The bandit will ponder for a while and say, "do you know where they have gone?"

He needs to know the exact location of the other party.

"I know!"

The thief eyed man nodded quickly.

"Well, summon brothers and take all the people with you. I will kill all these people, whether they do it or not!"

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After a long time, Linghao group will see the great sage temple, but at this time, the horseshoe array.

Dust everywhere, trance can be seen, a group of people riding horses, hands with a variety of weapons.

This is the place where the caravan must pass. Linghao has met the caravan of four or five elements along the way.

Yang's caravan, full of No. 100 people, they heard the sound of horses' hooves, and quickly turned around, but it was too late!

The horse bandits were surrounded by people.

In the carriage of Yang's family, a beautiful woman came out. She was dressed in white, her eyebrows were as far as Dai, her lips were red and her eyes were beautiful.

"Steward, what's the matter?"

The old man, who was leading the carriage, shouted, "madam, let's go!"

"These are twelve desert bandits!"

Mrs. Yang was shocked. It's said that twelve desert bandits killed countless people, especially the caravans passing here. Before doing this lying business, she had prayed that she would never meet them.

But, after all, it will happen!

"Don't worry, madam. I'm here. Don't be afraid!" A young man, holding a sword, disdained a smile.

He is Chen Lang, a high-priced Taoist priest from the Yang family. In this team, even Mrs. Yang should respect her three points.

Mrs. Yang nodded and felt better.

"I advise you to go quickly. The other side is a practitioner of the way. Don't give up your life in vain."

Linghao said lightly.

"Who are you?" Chen Lang asked.

Ling Hao didn't answer him.

He just reminds them at will. As for those who don't listen, it's their business.

"Thank you for your kindness." Mrs. Yang bowed slightly.

All the dangers encountered along the way are solved by Chen lang. in her heart, she believes that a person of her own is better.

"Old rules, women stay, old kill!" The bandit will sit on the horse and shout loudly. As his words fall, his men will directly search for Lingshi. The women of the caravan are scared and shivering. Their low accomplishments are pulled away by the bandits. It's useless for them to cry with pear blossom and rain.

"Oh, this little lady, she is so beautiful. Leave her to general Ben."

When I saw Mrs. Yang's appearance, the bandit would smile. I didn't expect to get a beautiful lady from this trip. I didn't come here for nothing.

"Chen Lang!" Mrs. Yang frowned slightly and gave a angry drink.

Chen Lang nodded and smiled confidently. "When you meet Mr. Chen, it's your misfortune. I'll teach you how to be a man today!"

"It's also a province of boasting!" He glanced at Ling Hao. Chen Lang naturally didn't believe the powerful horse bandits who had the way and the king's realm. In his mind, he was nothing more than some practitioners of the true Yang realm.

Ling Hao shakes his head. He looks at Chen Lang with interest.

He did not know that this bandit would be the realm of Daojun.

The bandit general laughed, jumped off his horse and looked at Chen Lang, "do you want to teach me how to be a man?"

"Come on!"

Chen Lang no longer talks. The sword goes out of his body and stabs him.

The bandit general didn't move at all. When the sword came near, he grabbed it hard.

The body of the sword broke in response to the sound and became four or five sections!

"That's it. You want to teach me how to be a man?" The bandit sneered, grabbed Chen Lang's neck directly, and held it up on his head. "Who gives you the courage to respect the small Tao?"

Chen Lang is still in a state of ignorance. The cultivation of the other side is much higher than that of him!

He just laughingly said ridiculously big words, but his face was burning hot.