Chapter 785

Name:The Devil Sovereign Author:Mo Zun
In the early morning, the mist shrouded the earth, the rising sun rose slowly from the East, and the glow shone on the tents of Heisha tribe.

A sound of hoofs came from far and near.

"Come on! Everybody wake up, the horse bandit is coming!"

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

For a moment, the people who came out of the tent gathered in panic.

Such a busy life has lasted for many years. Every time those terrible horse bandits have caused heavy casualties to the Heisha people.

All the young women in the tribe were kidnapped, and the end was unspeakable.

The lonely and weak old man who has no time to escape will die under the steel knife of the horse bandit.

The animal world is very simple and rough. In order to be less hungry, the wolf can only stay in a hidden place and stare at a small animal, a lamb or a deer with cruel eyes.

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

But the horse bandit is different. He is cruel and ruthless. There is no grass where he passes.

Plundering human resources, killing the old, the weak and the sick, and abducting young and beautiful girls.

To be a person, if even the same kind should bully the weak, it is no different from animals!

Hearing the sound of panic outside, Heisha clan leader hurried out. Qiao's old hair was hung by the wind, and his bent body was a little weak.

Full of frowned faces, it is even more hair Qiao.

The Heisha tribe has survived in the desert for many years.

Life has been hard enough. It is undoubtedly worse to be found in the hiding place by those horse bandits.

The wind and sand sobbed. Before they took action, the sound of horse hoofs had come near.

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

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

The LED middle-aged man jumped off his horse with a rigid knife in his hand. There was no emotion in his words.

It seems to have been said many times.

The black sand people have red eyes, from which they reveal a wordless hatred!

Niuniu held her crying sister without saying a word and waited for her fate to be taken away. She still remembers that her older sister was kidnapped by horse bandits.

The Heisha people sighed. Is fate so cruel?

He whispered to a clansman, "go and inform the distinguished guests yesterday and let them run for their lives."

Heisha clan leader stood up and shouted, "all young people protect old and weak women and children and fight with them!"

Naturally, he knows that he can't run away. If he blindly runs away, the tragedy will still be staged. It's better to fight for life and death at once.

Besides, why should these evil horse bandits let young people go? Because these people are the seeds of Heisha nationality. Horse bandits are not fools, just like farm chickens laying eggs. The owner will leave a nest egg.

Niuniu cried with her sister in her arms. The terror of the horse bandit is frightening!

"What am I supposed to be? It turned out that I was just a few little friars in the real Yang realm."

Xiao Feng came from the rear, and beside him were yunshang and others.

At the lowest, they are also the sunny day of Daojun. Waving, these horse bandits will disappear.

"Why are you here!"

Heisha clan chief's face changed greatly and exclaimed, "go! Get out of here."

He doesn't want to implicate innocent people.

Although these people are mysterious, in his cognition, no one is the opponent of these horse bandits, because they are cruel and regard life as weeds.

"Don't be afraid, uncle. I'll solve it."

Xiao Feng smiled faintly. Several realyang realms would die immediately with only one word from him!

"You..."

Heisha patriarch was puzzled.

He looked at Xiao Feng in a daze.

The head of the horse bandit couldn't see through the cultivation realm of these people. In an instant, a dark cloud shrouded their hearts.

"How many are practitioners?"

The bandit head hugged his fist and smiled.

"So what?"

Xiao Feng replied.

The bandit head smiled and said, "just as the saying goes, ghosts have ghosts and people have humanity. You should think clearly about the end of offending my twelve desert bandits!"

Twelve desert bandits are his organization. In short, they are groups that rob passers-by and do nothing on their own.

However, with the passage of time, the strength of the twelve desert bandits has become stronger and stronger. It is said that their bandit king is the realm of daohuang.

Heisan hurriedly told Xiao Feng the cause and effect, and Xiao Feng also had a simple understanding of it.

It turns out that they are bandits in the desert, but these practitioners do not want to live forever, but to harm others. They are really rare in the cultivation world.

"You twelve desert bandits are interesting." Xiao Feng smiled. If he had a chance, he would kill the organization in one fell swoop, which could be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

The bandit head thought that he had reported his cards, and Xiao Feng was afraid, so he looked even more proud.

"I advise you to take people away quickly. If you offend my twelve desert bandits, you have to die!"

The reason why the bandit leader is not strong is that he doesn't know the real cultivation of these people.

Because the realm of Xiao Feng and others is higher than theirs, we can't see it.

"There's so much nonsense. Kill yourself."

After Xiao Feng's words, the horse bandits were stunned, and then an incredible scene appeared.

They cut their necks with steel knives in their hands.

Prick, prick

The rising sun shines on these people's solemn and stirring faces and soars out with the blood.

It was like planting a devil. It took seven or eight breaths, and thirty or fifty people lay there, all dying in peace.

The crow screamed, very strange, and the smell in the air was disgusting.

"Uncle, don't you think it's very simple?" Xiao Feng smiled.

Heisha clan leader trembled all over. Then he knelt down directly and muttered, "God, you are God!"

Xiao Feng didn't hesitate to help him up.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Heisha clan leader smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, the horse bandit who had been afraid of his family all his life died in this way. It was under the words of the young man!

This... How terrible!

He knows practitioners. It is recorded in the Yellow ancient book that practitioners can kill people and fly to the sky through the power of heaven and earth.

But he hasn't heard a word that can decide people's life and death.

So subconsciously, the Heisha people regarded Xiao Feng and others as gods in fairy tales.

Xiao Feng rested here for another day. With the death of more than 30 horse bandits, the Heisha people got a lot of horses and food.

You know, these horse bandits roam the desert, have no fixed place, where they go, grab where they go, and the amount of food they carry with them is unclear.

In the desert, ordinary people's trading currency is a metal called shortage currency.

A barren coin can be exchanged for a fat and tender lamb leg.

After this battle, the Heisha people fully obtained 80000 famine coins.

Xiao Feng believed that the Heisha people would live better next. As he took out the [hunting secret skill] that he had made overnight, the Heisha clan leader was moved beyond words. He only saw it and knew its value.

With this book, you won't be hungry in the future!

Xiao Feng and others really couldn't refuse the kindness of the Heisha people. They stayed for another day. On weekdays, the Heisha people would never kill sheep and cattle, but today, the whole tribe is singing and dancing.

At night, they danced and sang around the campfire.

Beside the campfire, Xiao Feng wondered what kind of existence the great saint temple was and whether it was all Buddhist.

Will this trip successfully find a way to revive your beloved wife?

The next morning, Xiao Feng opened his eyes from meditation and breath regulation, and a ray of sunshine passed through the gap of the tent.

He opened his tent and went out. He saw others chatting outside.

"Go on for another 80 miles, and there is the great saint temple!" Heisan's eyes flashed. He was talking about the prosperity of the great saint Temple all the way.

For Xiao Feng and his party, Heisan has known each other since he wanted to get some spirit stones.

Although he is greedy for money, he is still a good man.

"OK, let's start."

Xiao Feng took the lead in riding a camel. He has accepted the fact that he can't fly in this desert.

There are too many mysterious forces in the world. One soil breeds another. Of course, do as the Romans do.

Heisha clan leader was followed by the whole tribe, whether the elderly or children, who came out with gratitude.

For Xiao Feng, it's just doing it at will, but for the Heisha tribe, it's making them Nirvana and rebirth.

"Congratulations to God."

Heisha clan leader took the lead to kneel down and speak with respect.

The group knelt down. The scene was spectacular. Walking in front, Xiao Feng, sitting on the camel, sighed slightly. He said to himself, "I wish you better and better."

Just then, Niuniu ran over. She was still a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a blush on her green pretty face.

She stopped directly in front of Xiao Feng's camel and said loudly, "thank you! But I know you are not a God. I hope you can come back when you have time. I owe you a plate of Xuanling sheep!"

With that, she ran back, and her heart was in a mess.

Xiao Feng's body was bumping with the ups and downs of the camel. When he heard this, he had a smile on his face.

If you have time... Should you come back and have a look?

After all, there is no struggle with the world, there is no intrigue in the cultivation world, and there are few bloody things disturbing people's eyes.

Time passed quickly. It was noon. A group of people bumped on the camels.

Ruan Han suddenly said, "look, sister, he just attracted bees and butterflies again." her voice was very small, and Yunfeng, who was close to her, could hear it.

Yunfeng wore a veil and said after a while, "no, it should be that the little girl has a mind for him."

"Giggle, why is the person we like so excellent?" Ruan Han smiled helplessly. Xiao Feng heard them muttering in front and asked aloud, "what are you talking about?"

"No, nothing." Ruan Han stuck out his tongue.

Xiao Feng saw that she was charming and moving, just like a fire. Now she looks more moving by making this playful expression.

Zhou qingdaytime shook his head and smiled. Sure enough, these two people are deeply in love with him!

She was a little worried that if he had these two beauties, would he lose his position in his mind?

She is just a God, and she is far from the two women.

The only thing without inferiority is appearance.

In terms of appearance, several people share equally and have their own advantages.

The journey was extremely boring. Xiao Feng accompanied the three women to chat and talk from time to time. This boredom gradually drifted away with the desert wind and sand.

As if and cloud clothes were in front, they seemed to have endless words.

"If I save master this time, I will return to secular life."

It's like saying it seriously.

He kept his eyes on the cloud, and his heart was a little flustered.

Hearing this, Yunchang was stunned. Why do you, a monk, return to the common customs?

Is the Dharma not profound enough to edify you, or do you miss the world?

"Why?" she asked.

"I don't want to chant scriptures in the Buddhist hall after many years, only accompanied by green lanterns and ancient Buddhas!"

"If so, I have regrets in my life."

Like a free and easy smile, he looked at the beautiful cloud clothes, which were so emotional and so simple.

Cloud clothes touched his eyes, his heart jumped suddenly, and then his pretty face blushed.