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Solu Lianshan's hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. Anger could be seen in his eyes. However, he did not dare to act rashly in front of the famous bandit, Sandstorm.

"Haha …"

He suddenly burst into laughter, "Sandstorm, I am just joking with you. I have long heard of your reputation as a sandstorm, it is rare to see you here. However, as a man, why is your face covered? This is not the proper etiquette for friends. "

"You are not my friend."

The face of the sandstorm was covered by a golden mask. He had put the mask on before Solu Lianshan came in. Only a pair of tea-gold eyes could be seen, staring coldly at Solu Lianshan.

He was the king among the bandits, and this was his territory. Therefore, he did not show any respect towards Solu Lianshan and just sat on the ground without moving.

Sulu Lianshan felt somewhat awkward, ashamed and angry at the same time. However, when he thought of how the other party was the most mysterious and powerful bandit who existed between the desert and the prairie, he could not help but suppress his anger.

"In that case, leave the princess to me."

"Why should I give you the princess?"

The sandstorm asked, still sitting on the ground, playing with the scented sachet given to him by Yue Chan Juan.

Solu Lianshan's gaze landed on the scented sachet. He vaguely remembered that he had seen this scented sachet when he broke into Yue Chanjuan's room that night. That faintly discernible fragrance was an unforgettable taste in his heart.

In a flash of cold light, Sulu Lianshan pulled out his sword from under his ribs and hacked at the sandstorm's hand.

He hadn't even gotten his hands on that scented sachet, nor had he touched it. How could he let a bandit have it in his hands? Perhaps, this bandit from earlier had already played down Yue Chanjuan. When he thought of this point, anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

The light of the blade covered the body of the sandstorm without leaving a single gap.

Yue Chanjuan hurriedly stood up. She did not want to be involved in this, so she backed out.

He had to admit that Sulu Lianshan's blade technique was extremely sharp and did not have the slightest bit of fancy. Every move and every move was a move that would take the life of the opponent.

The blade was as tight as a knife, and as fast as a knife. The blade shone with a cold light, completely enveloping the sandstorm in the light of the blade.

When he looked at the sandstorm again, his golden eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, revealing a teasing smile.

The sandstorm had already pulled out a saber from beneath its ribs. It was a curved blade. The tip of the blade was hanging down and the blade was full. It was also known as the "Inverted Blade".

The scimitar was suitable for slashing down. It had a lot of power, but it was not suitable for stabbing. The scimitar is suitable for use on horseback. During rapid movement, most attacks are made by chopping and slashing. When chopping, the person will not be held back, resulting in the person falling out of the hand. Furthermore, the shape of the scimitar's thick back was suitable for hacking and was hard to break.

The production process of the bent blade is relatively low, and the process of twisting, forging and beating is relatively easy to master. As for steel sabers, Zhanmadao and other weapons, they use more advanced technology of "Baotou" or "Jianshan", which solves the problem that straight weapons break easily when hacking. The technical requirement is very high, and nomads are unable to grasp it.

It was about three feet long, and there was a deep dent on the blade. It had a big curve, like a bow back, which was very different from the Central Plains' blade.

There were good and bad scimitars as well. The scimitar in Sandstorm's hand was like a limpid autumn tide, flashing with dazzling brilliance. Clearly, it was a rare good saber.

The two sabers collided and created a series of sparks. The sound of sabers colliding rang in the air.

The interior of the tent was not very spacious. Solu Lianshan's figure was tall and sturdy, and he was somewhat unable to fully utilize it. The body of the sandstorm was short and nimble, but it was just perfect.

Yue Chanjuan quietly retreated towards the entrance of the tent. The interior of the tent was originally small, so when the two experts exchanged blows, she did not want her luck to be affected. It was better to stay as far away from them as possible.

With a leap, the sandstorm arrived beside Yue Chanjuan and extended its hand to grab her wrist.

Yue Chanjuan did not dodge or resist. A light flickered in her eyes, and she actually extended her hand, clenching it together with the sandstorm's hand.

With a slight push of the sandstorm's wrist, Yue Chanjuan was already in the embrace of the sandstorm. Solu, Lianshan and the sandstorm didn't move at all.

"You!"

Sulu Lianshan's face twisted as he glared angrily at the sandstorm. He reluctantly stopped his saber in mid-air.

"Let go of the princess."

"Have you forgotten that the princess is a guest I've invited here, and this place is my territory?"

"Let her go, have you forgotten our agreement? Or do you want to slip up? "

"An agreement? What agreement do we have?"

The sandstorm scratched its ears, its eyes full of playful pride.

Sulu Lianshan gritted his teeth and said, "I already told you that after you robbed the princess, you would hand it over to me. Do you want to go back on your words now? Don't forget, you're not a nameless sandstorm, and you don't care about your reputation? "

The sandstorm calmly embraced Yue Chan Juan's slender waist, enjoying this rare moment of intimacy and gentleness. It looked at Sulu Lianshan and smiled, "You came to beg me to plunder the princess, but I never promised you anything."

"You, let her go!"

With a knife in his hand, Sulu Lianshan paced back and forth inside the tent.

"Let go? The princess is my guest, so I should take good care of her. "

"Sandstorm, don't forget your identity. You can't afford her. "If you dare to leave the princess behind or offend her, I can guarantee that from now on, the name of sandstorm will disappear forever."

"Aiya, I'm so scared. Are you threatening me? You dare to offend me alone, do you think I will pay attention to your threats? "

"I've already given you the thing you wanted. What more do you want from me now?"

"You forgot. You've only given me a portion of what you promised, and a large portion of it hasn't been given to me yet. Moreover, your offer is too low. Someone has already offered a higher price and can give it all to me in advance. "

"It must be King Lou Lan, that fool!"

Sulu Lianshan was like an enraged beast as he paced back and forth within the tent. He turned around and glared at the sandstorm. "Since you've already taken my item, how can you possibly have any other intentions? Greed for King Lou Lan's treasure?"

The sandstorm unconcernedly stuck Yue Chanjuan's delicate body close to itself, "I was originally a bandit who was inspired by the wealth. Could it be that the Fifth Prince still wants to talk about justice and honor with me, a bandit? If you care about all these, why would you bribe me secretly to rob the princess and bring her back? "

His words were like a sharp knife that stabbed into Sulu Lianshan's heart.

"What exactly do you want? What do you want? How are you going to give me the princess? "

"I want gold, silver, treasure, and weapons. If you agree to double the price, in addition to the refined weapons, I will hand the princess over to you." Otherwise, I'll have to see who can give me an even higher price. "

"Shameless!"

"Same here."

The two of them stared at each other like fighting chickens. After a long while, Sullian put his blade back into his scabbard and said, "Sure, I can agree to your terms. But you have to give me both of those ballistas."

"What ballista?"

The sandstorm pretended to be at a loss.

Sulu Lianshan gritted his teeth and said, "The two ballistas that you snatched from the army and the two carriages that the princess protected."

"Oh, is that the ballista? I felt too heavy and useless to hide, so I threw it away. "

"You …"

Sulu Lianshan almost fainted. The precious crossbow carts and the sharpest heavy weapons were actually discarded like trash.

"Where did you leave it?"

"I threw it away soon after I came out. I think it must have been taken back by the officials of Great Kang. It's a pity that I don't know what you want, or else I would have spent a lot of effort to get it back."

Yue Chanjuan, on the other hand, could hear the teasing tone in the sandstorm's voice. How precious was the ballista? The fellow behind her would definitely not be willing to abandon it. The reason he said this was because he didn't want to give the crossbow carriage to Sullian Mountain.

"I didn't bring anything you wanted. I'll send it back to you when we get back."

"Alright, I believe in the fifth prince's promise. I ask the fifth prince to write down the evidence so that I can get the payment from him in the future."

Yue Chanjuan dejectedly pushed the sandstorm away and walked towards the door. Since when did she become a commodity? Sold around by that bandit?

"Beauty, don't go too far."

The sandstorm took a deep breath and raised his hand, revealing a smile. That feeling just now was too beautiful.

Not long after, Solitary Summit and Sandstorm walked out of their tents at the same time, staring at Yue Chan who was standing alone by the water's edge. The two of them didn't move for a long time.

"Chan Juan, come with me."

Soluran mounted his horse and galloped it to Yue Chan Juan's side and extended a hand to her.