When the wind blows in the desert, even hundreds of mighty soldiers can't resist it.

We had just passed the yellow sand, and then there was another storm that almost overturned the handsome car.

"What happened?"

"Warlord, there is no vegetation here. It happens to be windy this season, so you have to get out of the car and walk..."

The guard said timidly, then took out his handkerchief from his coat pocket, wiped the driver's door carefully, opened the curtain and said, "Overseer, please!"

The harsh weather in the northwest caused the commander to catch wind and cold.

He put one hand on the fourth concubine's arm and murmured: "It's a pity that God is so alert. Otherwise, if I were still in the desert at this time, I might not even have a chance to get out of the car!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, handsome man? You are the proud man of heaven!"

The commander quickly shushed his concubine and blocked her mouth, frowned and said: "Fourth brother, you have been with me for more than two years, and you are still so careless in what you say? What if the bunch of meatheads above are listening?

Oh, don’t talk about handsome master, my life is gone, and you don’t know what you will do with it in the future!"

"Just don't say it, why bother to panic, huh!", how many heroes have been defeated by the hands of right and wrong, or have been ruined by arrogance. The young fourth concubine did not know that this world is dangerous, and casually said

Then he said: "The Peking opera singer in He Nian Le's archway also sang in front of you that you are a genius, why do you want me to shut up now? The handsome man obviously thinks that she is young and beautiful!"

When the fourth concubine mentioned this, the commander became inexplicably panicked and asked the adjutant sternly: "Did the allocated silver go to the manufacturing factory or was it all given to me?"

"Tell me, Commander, don't worry. I asked Lao Wu to handle it. We only took less than 10% of the money!"

Lao Wu is currently the most trustworthy person of the Marshal. Compared with these people around him, Lao Wu has always been much more cautious in doing things.

But at the same time, the commander suddenly remembered an incident last year when he and Nian Le were first established. He called the adjutant and said: "The batch of muskets we exchanged last year will be taken to the manufacturing factory for me when I find someone to find someone in Beijing.

Otherwise something big will happen!"

"But... this..., handsome man, didn't you ask me to send all fifty guns to the boss in the Western Region? Now I'm afraid..."

When the commander heard this, his heart suddenly felt as if it was frozen. He looked up again to see the wind blowing sand and dust, which was blowing even more fiercely. He slapped his thighs and shouted: "Damn it, Kuang Hongfei! If he can calm down for me, I will

We won’t take these fifty-odd guns to the Western Regions, so what’s going on now?”

"I heard... I heard that Deputy Commander Kuang was also forced to the Niutoushan area by the turbulent bandits in the Central Plains. I'm afraid I don't have time to cause trouble for you now!" The Marshal asked about this inexplicably, and the Adjutant's voice was frightened.

It's almost gone.

"Well! That's very good. I don't have to let this kid trick me anymore. Let me loosen my grip and let them make trouble. Anyway, this batch of guns won't be around for that kid Kuang Hongfei. This is much better! Matters in the capital city

It's important! When you meet Routou later, you and Lao Wu should talk nicer! Just say..." The commander thought for a moment, and then warned: "Just say that I, Mr. Feng, have come to practice the army. I am honest, Bajiao doesn't know how to speak. Qian

Don’t mess with me about the business you’ve made with those gangsters!”

"yes!"

It was the windy season, and the strong wind saved half of Marshal Feng's life. Faced with the crisis, Kyoto began mobilizing to vigorously build ironworks.

And if we had arrived early, I'm afraid we would have had more time to expose the events surrounding the construction of the archway scene in the northwest.

In the vast yellow sand, chaos abounds, and the road is vicissitudes of life, there are always some people who want to preside over the way of heaven.

The yellow cliff purple gas lingered for a long time, and the stinking smell instantly filled the surroundings.

At that moment, even with his eyes open, Ma Jun could not catch the sudden move, and Ma Jun felt a little nervous. Among the swordsmen he has seen in the past few years, I am afraid that no one can have such fast sword skills. !

He was frightened in his heart, but despite being nervous, he still had to calm down his brothers and pretended to be calm: "Such a despicable act, it seems that the Netherworld Escort Agency is nothing more than this!"

Nowhere on the road is flat from south to north, and the loess cliffs on both sides look extremely scary in the sunlight.

From time to time, the howl of an eagle was heard, and Jingqian suddenly discovered a pattern. Whenever the eagle howled, the old men among him would kneel down to pray as if they had received some order.

Ma Jun was about to persuade a few old people to leave here again, but Jing Gan immediately stopped him and said: "Chief, don't be ordinary when it's extraordinary, but do you still remember the entrance to the village of Xiahe?"

"Village entrance?" Ma Jun suddenly remembered that there was no living person in the ethereal village, and he was immediately shocked.

Jing Gan held the Liuchi Dao tightly in his hand and slowly groped around the elderly people. He accidentally discovered that the skinny-looking elderly man's posture of squatting down and kneeling was completely unlike what he could do at his age.

He had probably sensed where the elders were coming from, but he still didn't know how to resist a group of evil spirits. When Jing Gan was still approaching the elders, suddenly, one of them suddenly raised his head, He stared straight at Jingqian, as if the look in his eyes meant just a warning.

Jingqian didn't dare to relax even a little bit. He kept thinking about the starting point of the twenty-seventh sword with the sword in his hand, for fear that he would forget all about the sword's power in an instant.

The sweat drops on his forehead slowly rolled to the corners of his eyes, and Jing Qian's heart was in his throat at this time.

Suddenly, a strange laughter came from the hillside on the left, which disturbed Jingqian and distracted him. Just when he turned his head to look, one of the old men jumped up and swept his legs, and Jingqian subconsciously hurriedly got out of the way. , the sharp finger bones caused Jingqian's knees to be scratched in this move.

"Be careful!"

Ma Jun and others' attention was attracted by the sound in the distance. When they turned around, they realized that Jing Qian had already suffered a big loss.

The rapid bone claws crossed each other, and one of the moves came straight to the belly. He blocked the incoming attack with a horizontal knife, but sold his right hip completely. Just when there was no hope, the ghost hand was like a painting. He pulled off a corner of Jinggan's robe, but fortunately the leather bag around his waist was strong enough to offset the surge.

At this time, a magical scene happened!

The ghost's hand made a mistake and scratched the skin bag under Jinggan's waist. The sap inside sprayed all over his face. In an instant, the old man could only be heard screaming in agony, and his face was in agony when he touched it.

"Teardrops!", one of the old men shouted out loud, and his face turned pale with shock.

Jing Gan looked down at the skin bag under his waist again, and the sap in the bag was completely spilled out.

Only then did everyone realize that the tung tree forest a hundred miles away in the desert turned out to be their weak spot. This inadvertently revealed a huge secret of the Netherworld Escort Agency.

No wonder those ancient vegetation that they rely on to believe in are just spiritual places, but in the end they are just what they lack the most.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that the ghost soldiers pretending to be old people immediately appeared and asked in an incredible tone: "You...where did you get the medicine!"

"What, you want to know?"

The ghost soldiers whispered to each other, looked at Jingqian seriously and said: "This bone-transforming drug, Teardrops, is only available to a few experts in the escort agency. Could it be that you have already..."
Chapter completed!