Zhan Lingyuan, Ring Road

The middle-aged man with a broken beard was lying half-lying in the corner of a food-style house, holding up the wine glass in his hand and shaking it constantly.

Ruan Ling had seen it for a long time, but was unmoved at all.

"liquor!"

The man shouted impatiently.

There are many students in the surrounding courtyards, but they seem to be unwilling to pay attention to this man, and they don’t think there is any problem with the guest being neglected.

The man tried hard to open his eyes, stretched his neck, and his eyes locked at the girl sitting at the back of the counter, shouting.

"Rentianzhen! Wine!"

Ruan Ling, holding a half-person-high wine barrel, walked quickly to the man with a cold face.

With a bang, the wine barrel hit the table.

"Drink, drink as much as you want, if you don't have enough, you'll have to drink until you die."

The man had a smile on his face, but his eyes were a little lonely.

He was treated so meanly that he was not angry at all and gently put the wine glass back on the table.

"Forget it, come back next time."

As he said that, he got up and walked out of the house, but he fell to the ground after walking a few steps.

Soon, a snoring sounded.

"Why is this guy so shameless?"

"If it weren't for him, Ren Pingsheng wouldn't have been chased by the garrison army, and he would have stayed here and never left."

"Hertz is also under house arrest by Lingyuan Tower!"

Around them, the students not only disliked the man, but their eyes were filled with disgust and resentment.

At this moment, a huge creature appeared outside the door of the house, and it was a huge Shatu crab.

There were three men and one woman jumping off the crab's back, and their clothes were obviously different from those of the college student.

The man in the lead quickly walked into the house, came to the drunkard, squatted down, patted the other person's red face with great force, and smiled.

When he got up, Ruan Ling had already come to him.

“Is this the fifth batch?”

The two seemed to be familiar with each other, and didn't even say a word of politeness.

"Yes, this guy is here anyway, let him work when he wakes up."

Salk of the Xiaohu tribe said, pulling a chair from the side to sit down.

“On the sand…”

Ruan Ling wanted to speak but stopped.

Salk shook his head and sighed, "There is no news, the entire Shelter City has moved a distance deeper, and the search scope has also expanded a lot."

"He must have walked through the sand long ago."

Ruan Ling murmured to herself.

Salk grinned, "Absolutely, that guy is definitely capable of reaching the fierce desert safely. Maybe he is happy in our hometown."

"Zhiyin told me that he was living well."

Ruan Ling sat down next to Salk.

"That kid who can hear the sound of the spirit?"

Salk asked in surprise.

"Yes, but there are often fierce fluctuations, and it should be very dangerous there."

"Just live, just live."

Salk repeated with relief.

"Aren't you going to come to Muye?"

Ruan Ling looked at Shatua crab outside the door and asked.

"We are still used to life over there. Now the free doors on both sides are connected. If there is anything, you can come here at any time. Moreover, since the last time, there has been no tide of ferocious beasts. In addition to the harsh environment in the sand,

Actually, there is nothing scary."

With his expression changed, Salk said seriously, "The goshawks saw the wind boat of heaven in the depths of the sand."

"What's the meaning?"

Ruan Ling heard Salk say about the Goshawk tribe, but she didn't know what the Heavenly Punishment was.

"Tianzhu, have you never heard of it?"

Salk asked in surprise.

"Tian Zhu is a battle group,"

At the feet of the two, the drunk man suddenly spoke...

The sudden zombie scared the two of them.

Dana turned over and changed from lying down to lying on her side, her posture was quite enchanting.

"Salke, Goshawks are not reading it wrong?"

Salk's face turned cold and still didn't want to give this former brother a good look.

"Tianzhu is different from other battle groups. They only take one task, hunting." Dana looked at Youxiang Ruan Ling and said in a deep voice, "Every member in the battle group is cruel and bloodthirsty,

If the wind boat of Tianzhu is heading towards the evil desert, then the goal should be Ren Pingsheng.”

"Why!?" Ruan Ling asked anxiously, "Why are you going to chase him? You have clearly left the human fan ring!"

"Indeed, he has been out of the area controlled by order, but the reward for him is still there. Enough rewards will attract powerful hunters." Dana turned over and sat up, frowned, "But I don't understand, now

No one knows Ren Pingsheng’s whereabouts, why should Tianzhu send someone to the evil desert?”

"Is Tianzhu... very strong?"

Ruan Ling asked in a low voice.

“Very strong!”

“Very strong!”

Dana and Salk answered almost at the same time.

"If the garrison legion is the sword on the surface of the human holy dictator, then Tianzhu is the dagger in the secret of the holy dictator. The identity of this battle group is very special and the organization is also very mysterious. They will even enter the land of God's abandonment to hunt and kill.

Action, the deaths of many fan ring powerful men are related to them. As far as I know, the leader of Tianzhu is a holy throne, with at least three holy sages under his command."

Dana reached out to Salk.

Somewhat resisted, but in the end, Salk pulled Dana up.

"Then...what can we do?"

Ruan Ling looked at the two men in front of her weakly.

"I can't do anything, I can only pray that the punishment of heaven is not for Ren Pingsheng, or curse them that they cannot leave the bone-burning sand alive." Dana frowned, as if thinking about something, turned her head to look at Salk,"

How many wind boats are there in Tianzhu?”

Salk stretched out a finger.

"No," Dana's face became increasingly unfair. "The land of evil is vast. It is impossible for a wind boat to find someone. Does anyone know the location of Ren Pingsheng?"

The three of them remained silent. During their conversation, the yard student in the room had almost gone, but there were only two girls left, sitting quietly in the corner.

"Let your life be on the ladder of the clouds and the sky."

A beautiful voice came from that corner where no one noticed it.

The three of them looked back in shock and found that the person who was speaking was a young woman with delicate and beautiful appearance but with short hair. She had a pretty face and was full of heroism.

What Ruan Ling cares about the most was the blood-colored mark on her forehead that was the same as herself.

"Who are you? You are not the college student here."

Ruan Ling took the lead in speaking.

"I am just an irrelevant person, like you, a wasteland trialist. I'm sorry, we didn't intend to eavesdrop on your conversation, but this message from me should be of value to you."

In a strange city, facing the contempt of five strangers, Qi Dongxue seemed calm, even though Qingmei was trembling and holding her hand.

Salk quickly walked to Dongxue and his two tables, sat down with a golden sword, and his cold eyes were filled with fierce light.

"Tell me, how did you know?"

"The source cannot disclose it, and our identities are also a bit sensitive. If you want to let me speak in a threatening way, you can try it."
To be continued...