The prefect Li Mu walked around the room with a look of anxiety on his face.
During this period of time, he tossed and turned and had difficulty sleeping, and he seemed to look much older.
The Thirteen Riders of the Desert have become his heartache.
If it were just mountain bandits like the Desert Thirteen Cavalry, Li Mu wouldn't actually be worried.
The wealthy businessmen and gentry are naturally worried about blocking the trade routes. If they provide money and food, they will one day be able to quell the banditry.
But if the White Lotus Sect and the Thirteen Riders of the Desert got mixed up, it would be very bad.
The White Lotus Sect has been rebelling for thousands of years.
If the White Lotus Sect instigates the Thirteen Riders of the Desert to rebel and attack Nanyang City, if the city is defeated, he, the prefect, will bear the brunt and will definitely be killed.
This was the reason why he was so worried that he even posted a "list of martyrs".
It's a pity that successive waves of "righteous men" have been killed by the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, and now no one dares to come and reveal the list.
Li Mu walked out of the Yamen again.
He asked the government officials to guard the "Role List" day and night, just hoping that someone would reveal the list.
"grown ups."
"Can someone come to reveal the list?"
Li Mu asked.
"My lord, no one has paid any attention to the 'Role List' from day to day."
Li Mu became even more anxious.
If he really wants to continue, he even plans to resign.
But after so many years, he finally became the prefect, and he was unwilling to do so!
"Um?"
Suddenly, in the night outside the Yamen, a dark shadow slowly walked slowly.
"who?"
The government officials immediately became nervous.
Although they always pay attention to the situation of the city gate, no one can guarantee that the Thirteen Desert Cavalry will not sneak into Nanyang City to assassinate.
After all, the Thirteen Riders of the Desert got involved with the White Lotus Sect.
When it comes to assassination, Bai Yao is a real expert!
The government officials drew out their knives one after another and stared nervously at the black shadow.
Li Mu also took a few steps back and was protected by several government officials.
Gradually, the figure completely walked out of the dark night, revealing its true face in the weak candlelight.
It was a burly man with a beard, wearing black clothes and holding a short sword, walking towards the Yamen step by step.
The person coming was naturally Lu Changsheng.
He ignored the yamen servants and went straight to the "list of martyrs", stretched out his hand and tore it apart.
The "Role List" was torn off by Lu Changsheng.
Since he wanted to deal with the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, Lu Changsheng would naturally come to reveal the list.
After all, it's a thousand taels of gold plus a martial arts in the realm of divine power. Don't let this reward go in vain.
"I've revealed this 'list of martyrs'!"
Lu Changsheng said calmly.
He ignored the yamen servant, turned around and left.
"Hold on, righteous man."
The prefect Li Mu also reacted and immediately shouted.
At this time, there is still someone coming to reveal the list?
Although I don’t know what the strength of the person is, if he has the courage to expose the list, he cannot be a fool who will die.
Lu Changsheng stopped and turned around to look at Li Mu.
Li Mu was not wearing official uniform, but was wearing casual clothes, so Lu Changsheng didn't recognize him either.
At this time, the government servant on the side reminded: "Yishi, this is our prefect."
Lu Changsheng did not salute the prefect. Although this seemed a bit arrogant, Li Mu did not pay attention.
These people in the martial arts world are all high-minded and unruly. He, the prefect, is really nothing in the eyes of the warriors in the martial arts world.
"It's okay, don't you know the name of the righteous man?"
Li Mu asked politely.
"Zhuang Shisan."
Lu Changsheng thought for a moment and casually said a pseudonym.
"It turns out to be Daxia Zhuang."
"The heroes have unveiled the list of martyrs. If there are any needs, the prefect's Yamen will try their best to satisfy them."
Li Mu is now like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. He has to hold on to it no matter what.
If Zhuang Shisan died again, he didn't know if anyone would come to reveal the list.
Therefore, he will try his best to provide help to Zhuang Shisan, hoping that Zhuang Shisan can get rid of the Desert Thirteen Cavalry.
Lu Changsheng thought for a while and then said: "I want a fast horse."
"Fast horses? Yes! There are fast horses in the Yamen."
Li Mu immediately asked someone to bring a maroon horse from the Yamen.
Lu Changsheng got on his horse, glanced at Li Mu, and said in a calm tone: "Master Li, if I kill the Thirteen Desert Riders, what certificates do I need to claim the reward?"
"Are we going to bring back thirteen heads?"
Li Mu hurriedly shook his head and said: "No need for heads. The Desert Thirteen Cavalry uses the Desert Scimitar. This type of Desert Scimitar is made with a unique manufacturing method. It is very rare in Nanyang Mansion and can be seen at a glance."
"When the time comes, all we need to do is bring back the scimitars of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert."
Li Mu knows the Thirteen Riders of the Desert very well.
The scimitar is the second life of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert.
Unless they die, the Thirteen Riders of the Desert will never give up their scimitars.
"Okay, Master Li, let's prepare the gold and martial arts secrets first."
After saying that, Lu Changsheng turned around and galloped away on his horse.
Looking at Lu Changsheng's leaving figure, Li Mu suddenly asked: "Captain Liu, do you know this Yishi Zhuang?"
Liu Captou shook his head and said: "I've never heard of him, and I don't even hear his name in the world. It's probably a pseudonym."
It's perfectly normal for people in the world to use pseudonyms.
"Whether it's his real name or a pseudonym, as long as he can kill the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, that's fine."
"If Zhuang Shisan also dies..."
Li Mu gritted his teeth.
If Zhuang Shisan really dies, he may really have to consider "resigning".
Otherwise, he would be dead when the Thirteen Desert Riders rebelled under the bewitchment of the White Lotus Sect.
Lu Changsheng rode his fast horse out of the city and galloped north along the official road.
After about an hour, he stopped.
The whereabouts of the Thirteen Riders in the Desert are not a secret, and they don't even need a map.
Because the Thirteen Desert Riders blocked the official road, you only need to walk along the official road, and you will naturally be stopped by the Thirteen Desert Riders.
Sure enough, Lu Changsheng saw a group of bandits in front of him, looking at him fiercely with swords in hand.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's not a caravan, just a person? It seems that he is still a member of the Jianghu. Is he here to assassinate the thirteen leaders again?"
"Most likely. That dog official in Nanyang City posted some kind of 'Righteous List'. During this period, warriors came to assassinate thirteen leaders one after another. They wanted to make a name for themselves, but they were all killed by the leaders."
"This kid is alone and he comes here in such a arrogant manner. He is simply going to die! Capture him and present him to the leader!"
Lu Changsheng looked at these bandits with calm eyes, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.
These bandits were all subordinates of the Desert Thirteen Cavalry. In fact, those who were massacred in the villages in Nanyang Prefecture were all these bandits, and none of them were innocent.
Lu Changsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense.
His thoughts were unclear and his emotions were agitated, which was when he wanted to kill someone.
These bandits took the initiative to seek death, so Lu Changsheng would not be polite.
Facing dozens of bandits, Lu Changsheng kicked off his legs, jumped off the horse and instantly landed among the bandits.
"Silk sword, kill!"
The energy and blood in Lu Changsheng's body exploded instantly.
Suddenly, Qi and blood turned into silk, and the silk was like a sword.
Silk swords shot out in all directions like a violent storm in an instant.
"What?"
"What method is this?"
"my hand……"
Many bandits were frightened.
With just one breath, dozens of bandits fell to the ground.
Most of them turned into corpses.
Even if they were not dead, they were all injured, struggling and wailing on the ground.
Lu Changsheng still stood where he was.
He fell off the horse into the midst of the bandits without even moving.
The energy and blood in his body turned into a "silk sword", and he had already killed dozens of bandits.
These methods are simply miraculous.
However, Lu Changsheng seemed to have noticed something at this moment, and there was a hint of surprise in his expression.
"My energy and blood haven't been consumed much?"
Lu Changsheng was very surprised.
The wave of "silk swords" just now would logically consume a lot of energy and blood.
After all, the loss of Qi and blood will be very large.
However, the energy and blood in his body are now surging, and it does not look like it has been wasted at all.
"No, it's not that there is no consumption, but that the energy and blood are restored too quickly."
"It's bone marrow! The hematopoietic ability of the bone marrow after the marrow transplantation has been greatly improved. Although the blood is not qi and blood, the huge amount of blood can undoubtedly restore qi and blood quickly."
"Once the marrow is changed, the ability to recover Qi and blood is greatly enhanced. In particular, I not only changed the marrow, but also had blood transfusion. The two phases are superimposed, and the marrow is exchanged. My endurance, recovery, etc. are greatly improved."
"Although there is no such thing as a half-step divine power realm, my current state is actually equivalent to a half-step divine power realm..."
Lu Changsheng could clearly feel that his strength had improved a lot.
His current state is actually far stronger than that of Zang Refining Warrior.
Even the peak of Zang refining is nothing in front of him.
Far stronger than the Zang-refining peak warrior, but not a divine power warrior, he is the only one between the two.
What is that if it's not the "Half-Step Divine Power Realm"?
Originally, Lu Changsheng was worried about the large number of bandits under the command of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert. Although his silk sword was powerful and could be used in group attacks, it also consumed a lot of energy and blood, and was used up in one or two attempts.
Now it seems that his Qi and blood are recovering very quickly, and there is no need to worry about the consumption of Qi and blood.
Lu Changsheng walked directly in front of a bandit. This bandit's arm was pierced by a silk sword and his clothes were dyed red with blood, but he probably wouldn't be dead for a while.
Lu Changsheng grabbed hold of the bandit with his big hand, directly lifted the bandit up, and asked coldly: "Where are the Desert Thirteen Riders?"
"In the cottage."
"Guide the way."
Lu Changsheng didn't care about the bandit's injuries and directly carried the bandit into the forest.
In the mountain forest, Lu Changsheng saw an abandoned temple halfway up the mountain from a distance.
The temple was surrounded and some simple fences were built, but the shouts and noises of many bandits inside could still be vaguely heard.
Apparently, this abandoned temple has been built into a simple mountain stronghold by bandits.
"who?"
Lu Changsheng was discovered before he even got close to the village.
There were two faint bandits hiding in the grass nearby.
This is obviously a secret whistle!
The bandits caught by Lu Changsheng must have known about the secret whistle, but they did not alert Lu Changsheng.
"The bandits cannot be trusted!"
The energy and blood in Lu Changsheng's hand turned into a sword, which instantly pierced the heart of the injured bandit in his hand.
Then, he threw the bandit's body towards the two secret sentries with all his strength.
There was a "bang" sound.
The bandit's body hit two secret sentries.
"ah……"
Suddenly, the two secret sentries screamed and were crushed to death.
With Lu Changsheng's current physical condition, even if he just throws it casually, the power is very terrifying, and it is normal for him to kill two secret sentries.
However, the screams of the two secret sentries also alerted the bandits in the village.
"what happened?"
"It seems something happened to the secret whistle."
"There's an assassin!"
All of a sudden, all kinds of sounds came and went in the village.
One by one the archers immediately hid behind the fence, aiming their bows and arrows or crossbows at Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. There were hundreds of bandits in the village.
And there are actually archers, who seem to be well-trained.
Obviously, these Thirteen Riders of the Desert are not only good at martial arts, they may even be proficient in battle formations.
Or maybe it was the work of the White Lotus Sect.
With these archers, Lu Changsheng could not take advantage of the bandits' panic and break into the stronghold.
Even though he is already a "half-step divine power realm" warrior who has exchanged marrow for blood, his body is still made of flesh and blood.
If you break in forcefully, you will most likely be injured or even killed by a bow and arrow.
"If I had Zhao Xing's armor, I could break through the bandit's arrow array!"
Lu Changsheng thought of Zhao Xing's armor.
But now he has no armor.
Looking from a distance, Lu Changsheng could vaguely see several sharp eyes falling on him in the village.
It should be the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, or a master of the White Lotus Sect.
They seemed to be very cautious and did not send anyone out rashly.
Lu Changsheng looked around and saw that there was nothing else but densely packed trees in the surrounding mountains and forests.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Big tree..."
An idea flashed in Lu Changsheng's mind.
When he saw the big leafy trees, he already had a way to deal with the archers and even break down the gate of the stronghold.
Lu Changsheng went straight to a towering tree that needed to be surrounded by three people.
He immediately hugged the trunk of the big tree with both hands, but he could only hug part of it.
Then he pulled up with all his strength.
"Swish, swish, swish."
The branches and leaves of the big tree were shaking constantly, but there was not much movement in the big tree.
The bandits in the village all stared at Lu Changsheng with wide eyes.
"What is he doing?"
"Do you want to pull out that big tree?"
"That's a towering tree surrounded by three people! Even with natural supernatural power, you can't pull out such a big tree, right?"
"Other than a warrior in the realm of divine power, who can uproot such a towering tree?"
"Although this person's aura is vast and his energy and blood are powerful, he is indeed not a warrior in the divine power realm."
The bandits laughed one by one.
Assassins, they have seen a lot of them during this time.
But this was the first time they had seen such a "stupid" assassin.
Lu Changsheng didn't care what those bandits thought.
It seemed that it was difficult for him to pull up the big tree with his own strength, so Lu Changsheng took a deep breath, and the energy and blood in his body instantly came out.
"boom".
Lu Changsheng's body roared, his energy and blood exploded, and a blood cloud appeared above his head.
Then, the blood cloud began to differentiate and turned into qi and blood silk threads.
But this is not a silk sword, but just Qi and blood turning into silk.
The other end of the Qi-blood silk was still in Lu Changsheng's body.
These Qi-blood silks were like tentacles, densely packed in an instant, covering the entire tree.
Completely covering the trunk of this big tree.
"rise!"
At this moment, Lu Changsheng exerted force with his hands, and the Qi-blood silk covering the entire tree seemed to burst out with terrifying power.
"Rumble".
An incredible scene appeared, and the entire mountain forest seemed to be shaking.
As the forest shook, the towering tree shook violently, and in the end, Lu Changsheng actually pulled it out!
In the village, thirteen warriors with strange costumes, pale skin, and looks that were obviously incompatible with the people around them looked at Lu Changsheng in the distance.
"How can it be?"
"How can he pull out such a big tree?"
"It is said that the Southern Dynasty's martial arts were profound and profound, and strong men emerged in large numbers. Apart from the stupid assassins before, there was actually an interesting warrior."
These thirteen people are clearly the Thirteen Riders of the Desert!
They always called the "Big Fish Dynasty" the "Southern Dynasty".
After all, the Big Fish Dynasty was geographically located in Beilu, south of the desert.
"I am so powerful that I can uproot a towering tree!"
"However, the martial arts of the thirteen leaders are even more superb. There are probably very few people below the level of divine power who can be the opponent of the thirteen leaders."
"Although this person has some brute strength, brute strength alone is not worth mentioning."
The speaker was an old man in white robes, known as "Mr. Chu" in the village.
