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The next day, the sun rose from the east and set in Fengcheng again. At this moment, a few young people stood in front of the city gate, but there was a look of sorrow of parting on their faces.

Bai Sanxiao took a step forward. Although he still had the habitual faint smile on his face, he felt a little more sincere and reluctant.

"Are you really leaving? My father told me before he was in seclusion that you would join the city lord's mansion after you adjust your breath for a while. You can practice all your soul skills and all your resources will be open to you."

Without anything, Wu Feng changed into a black suit and had a bag cross-body on his back. Apart from a few items of changing clothes and essential trash, only the black blade was left. Understanding Bai Sanxiao's intention to keep him, he clasped his fists and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for me, the city lord. I still want to see what the outside world looks like. I will return in a year. If everyone doesn't dislike you, I will be the one in the Hundred Cities War."

Bai San nodded with a smile and said no more.

"Hey, boy, you have to keep your word. Don't let us doves go." The fist hit Wu Feng's chest lightly, and Zhou Hai walked up and laughed, and after that, he was a bear hug.

Although Zhou Hai looked pretty, he was like Wang Hong, with a heroic heart. Wu Feng patted Zhou Hai on the back.

"Don't worry."

Zhou Hai let go of his arms, looked at Wu Feng, and pursed his lips, but Wang Hong stepped forward and squeezed him over.

"Why are you a big man like a woman and crying!" Looking at Zhou Hai, whose eyes were flushed, Wang Hong shouted softly, then looked at Wu Feng's face, his nose felt sore, and he hugged him, "Third brother, take good care of yourself, if you are tired, come back when you are tired, and your second brother is waiting for you."

After being hugged by bear twice in a row, Wu Feng was speechless, but it was difficult to refute Zhou Hai and Wang Hong's mood, so he could only endure it with goose bumps.

"Hey, you've had enough, and you're talking about Zhou Hai!"

With a little playfulness in his cold tone, Leng Lan'er pulled Wang Hong away and almost burst into laughter when she saw the latter's nose and tears.

"It's so embarrassing." Yang Lei stood there, glanced at Wang Hong at the corner of his eyes, and said contemptuously.

After wiping his face with his big hand, Wang Hong immediately felt excited, "Little sword-playing, are you itchy again?"

After the last disaster, although the two of them still quarreled when they met, they no longer had the hostility of incompatible waters and fire, and quarreling became their unique way of communication.

The corners of his eyes turned pale, and Yang Lei walked over Wang Hong, looking at Wu Feng with a complicated look, "Facts have proved that you deserve to have the whitening dragon reverse scale."

After saying that, Yang Lei turned around and left, just taking a step and turning his head halfway, "Be careful along the way."

Looking at Yang Lei's back, Wu Feng smiled knowingly, then looked up at the sky, and the sun had completely risen.

"Everyone please stay here, it's not a separation from life and death. We'll see you in a year."

Wu Feng bowed his hands and bent his waist deeply. After bowing, he was a little reluctant to see everyone's eyes, but in the end he turned into a firm look. The next second he turned his horse, and the soft whip exploded, and the horse ran wildly.

Everyone did not leave immediately until one person and one horse completely disappeared on the horizon. At this time, the smile on Leng Lan'er's face completely frozen. Bai Sanxiao walked to her side, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"He is my brother-in-law, I agree."

Leng Lan'er was slightly stunned, then turned her face and looked up, said something that surprised everyone and walked into the city alone.

"You agree!"

......

Following the route provided by Wang Hong, Wu Feng rode his horse without stopping along the way except for necessary rest.

Two months later, a tall boy walked in the desert, his head full of black and messy grass. His clothes had not been changed for a long time, and he had made alkali traces of sweat.

The noon sun was a bit vicious, and the boy raised his head, blocked his forehead with his hands and looked at it.

His throat shook dryly, and the boy withdrew his gaze and untied the kettle around his waist.

Bang! The plug was pulled out, and the boy closed his eyes and raised his head, lifting the kettle on his wide open mouth. Unfortunately, no drop of water fell.

He licked his skinny lips, but there was no moisture except the wind and sand that grinded his teeth. The boy had been away for nearly two months. At first, there was a horse for transportation, but in the end the horse ran to death. The last time he drank water was three or four days ago.

The head started to hurt, which was a symptom of severe water deficiency. The boy threw away the kettle weakly and walked towards a cluster of abrupt bushes. Then he lay down his whole body next to the bushes. The mottled shadow finally made him feel a little better.

"What the hell is this?"

The boy could only curse in his heart because he could no longer speak. He looked around with his tired eyes, except for sand.

"According to what my second brother said, I should be about to arrive in Baihu City!"

His throat was so dry that it could get up after a spark was thrown. The boy sat up with difficulty and tried to see further, but in the end he could only look on the bushes beside him.

A crisp crack sound came out, and the boy broke a piece of branches. He wanted to chew the slightest moisture inside the branches, but it turned out to be drier than dry firewood.

A hoarse cry came out of his dry throat, and the sluggish boy suddenly became energetic, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his hands turned into shovels and began to dig out the roots of the bushes.

He was crazy, thirsty!

The boy was digging wildly, gasping for breath. He spent so much effort but no trace of sweat was oozing out. His already dry throat seemed to be about to crack, just like a river bed was dry.

As soon as the sand at the root of the bush was digging away, the surrounding sand would flow over. After a few minutes, the boy finally stopped frantically, shouted a desperate hoarse sound and fell down.

Just as the boy fainted, a camel bell sound came from a distance.

A team of more than a dozen camels slowly walked in the desert. When they approached the abrupt bushes, the camels leading the way suddenly stopped.

The four men jumped off, and they should be younger than they looked, but because they walked in the wind and sand all year round, they were a bit vicissitudes and rough. After confirming that it was a person lying under the bushes, they took the lead in jogging over.

Putting his index finger under the boy's nose made the man's face look very happy.

“Bring it.”

"yes."

After saying that, he jumped onto the camel for the man to continue his journey. The remaining three people carried the boy onto a camel and followed him.

The camel bell rang again. Except for these four people, the other camels were filled with 'corpses' like teenagers.

......

On the edge of the desert, a two-story adobe building is quietly located in the sunset. On the mast in front of the door, a shabby flag fluttered in the wind and sand. When the camel bell stopped here, more than a dozen plain-clothed but extraordinary people rushed out.

"Quick, the shopkeeper and the others are back!"

"Quick, hurry!"

The dozen people quickly surrounded them, all surrounded by the guide camel. The middle-aged man sitting on it thought they were the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper nodded, and was very tired from the long journey. After jumping off, he handed the reins to one of the guys, then patted the sand and dust on his body a few times and walked into the house.

"There are thirteen in total, and they are buried alive. They still have to take them to the back room to feed the water."

"Okay, shopkeeper."

The guy smiled and nodded repeatedly, then took everyone to move more than a dozen "corpses" off the camel's back one by one. When the "corpse" was still there, everyone's mouth would rise up, but their eyes were a little weird.

Six died on the road, seven were left with breath, and the dead were piled up together, while the living were neatly lined up like a hospital bed.

"Hurry, carry these seven in." The in charge twisted his waist and stretched his body hard. It seemed that he was very tired, so he hurriedly gave instructions.

"My third brother, what should I do with these six?"

When the person next to him asked, the manager immediately started to curse.

"You have stuffed your ears with donkey hair? Didn't you hear the shopkeeper say it was buried?"

The scolded person laughed repeatedly and then took a small step forward.

"My third brother, I don't mean that. This is not what I know recently. There are suddenly more customers coming and going. Our supply is in short supply!"

The third brother frowned and waved his hand hurriedly after a moment.

"Quick, carry them in!"

"Okay!"

......

Puff! A basin of water splashed, and Wu Feng woke up suddenly.

His head no longer hurts and his throat no longer feels dry and cracked. Wu Feng hurriedly looked in front of him.

There were several greasy knives standing on the long meat table, and on the wall behind the meat table were a bunch of iron tools, including claws, hooks, hammers, and axes, which looked like the butcher's slaughtering place. However, there was no bloody smell in the dim room, but there was a strong aroma of chopped green onions and barbecue.

With a bang, the basin fell to the ground. Wu Feng then realized that a thin man was standing in front of his left. Seeing Wu Feng woke up, a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, but the smile was very strange and did not look like the joy of saving people.

No matter what, it seemed that he was saved. Wu Feng smiled slightly and bowed his hand. However, he wanted to thank him for his kindness for saving his arms, and he was not able to move at all. He looked down and said that he was tied up on a wooden stake.

Wu Feng finally realized the meaning of the slight smile on the corner of the thin man's mouth. He was not saved, but was caught as a livestock.

After struggling for a while, Wu Feng's hanging heart fell down, because although the rope was tied firmly, it was not difficult to break free.

"It seems that I've entered a black store."

Wu Feng was secretly calmed down, and felt the aura of the thin man with only five-star soul sage, and then looked to the left and right. It turned out that there were six people tied with him, but they had not yet woken up.

"woke up?"

"kindness!"

"Well, it's good to wake up. Which knife do you choose?" The thin man said as he walked to the meat case, brushing his fingers one by one on the row of greasy knives, and finally stopped at the last one and pulled it out suddenly, "This one is fine, I just polished it, I guarantee you'll die and be brittle, without any pain."
Chapter completed!