Even if Mingming turned into Gray Fengya, he would still recognize him. He is a master at the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm.
And Wen Yi was also in the Golden Core realm, so he could kill the opponent easily.
Is she really crazy? Is she not afraid of retaliation?
Yesterday, Feng Ya still felt that Wen Yi, like herself, was a weakling who had just entered the golden elixir realm and had limited spiritual power and cultivation.
At this moment, his heartbeat was rapidly accelerating and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Do you know this person?" Wen Yi said slowly and quickly, "It took me about as long as a cup of tea to take him down yesterday. He is indeed a good opponent."
With just a cup of tea, he defeated a Sand Pirate who was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm!
God, she is such a madman, why is she so powerful?
Feng Ya felt even more panicked.
"If you had escaped just now, you would have turned into a bounty." Wen Yi looked at him and asked, "What's your name?"
A pseudonym suddenly flashed into Feng Ya's mind, "Feng Shuang."
How could he tell Wen Yi his real name?
If Wen Yi found out, wouldn't he want to exchange his head for a bounty?
"Little fairy...he is Feng Ya." The old man hesitantly informed Wen Yi of Feng Ya's real name.
He was worried that Feng Ya would maliciously retaliate against Wen Yi by hiding his real name, so he chose to use this method.
Even if she faces extreme danger and the revenge of the sand bandits, she doesn't want Wen Yi to put herself in danger.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yi's ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind Feng Ya, and the ice thunder sword in his palm quickly lay across his neck, "Are you the famous gravedigger sand robber, Feng Ya?"
Although Wen Yi didn't understand the power of Longyan Desert.
But she still knew the name of Jue Musa Pirate Feng Ya.
A feeling of dying came over me.
Feng Ya was about to condense his spiritual power to quickly escape Wen Yi's field control, but found that he could not move.
Too bad it's under control again.
He had obviously deliberately avoided looking at Wen Yi, so why was he still being controlled?
Last night, Wen Yi quietly attached the puppet charm to Feng Ya's body.
The puppet talisman works instantly under the mobilization of Wen Yi's spiritual power, turning him into his own puppet.
Wen Yi has always been cautious and would not put life and death at risk, so yesterday she quietly put a puppet talisman on Feng Ya's body to prevent him from doing anything transgressive, so that she could easily control him and kill him.
kill.
"It's true that I am a gravedigger, but I have never killed anyone. I am just a sand thief who begged for a bowl of food from my dead senior." Feng Ya said tremblingly.
It's so terrifying. Wen Yi's ability is really hard to guard against. Even though he was so careful, he still couldn't escape the hands of this madman who has both the path of love and the path of ruthlessness.
The path of sentience and the path of emotionlessness are two contradictory paths of cultivation.
If two forces appear in a person at the same time, that person will definitely be torn apart by the two forces and become an irrational madman.
Either he is addicted to carnal desires, or he is a murderous devil.
Moreover, the ruthless people are so extreme. This group of people are simply the lunatics among lunatics. With two levels of madness superimposed, is Wen Yi going to die?
"Little fairy, he has indeed never done anything harmful to nature." The old man said calmly, "There are two types of sand thieves in the desert.
One is a demon who kills people and steals goods without batting an eyelid.
The other is to search for treasures in the desert.
A long time ago, Longyan Desert was actually a very rich and prosperous country.
Because of the tyranny of its king and his greed, the country was destroyed and the gods brought disasters. From then on, this oasis and paradise became a desolate desert."
"There are a lot of treasures buried under the desert, so many sand thieves are gravediggers."
After the old man explained this, Wen Yi was dubious, "He really hasn't killed anyone?"
Feng Ya became anxious at that time, "I swear I haven't killed any bad guys."
As a sand bandit, of course he had killed people.
It's just that no civilians were killed, and there was no burning, killing or looting. It was just a fight between gangs.
And those people all deserved death. Of course, sometimes Feng Ya also felt that he deserved death too, after all, he dug the graves of his ancestors.
According to the people of the Central Plains, this can be regarded as deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, disturbing the peace of the deceased.
Putting down the Ice and Thunder Fairy Sword, Wen Yi, the old man and the girl walked out of the cave and rode camels towards Mingyue City.
"Why do you all have camels, and why don't I?" Feng Ya asked angrily, holding the blood-soaked package in one hand.
He, a master of the Golden Core Realm of Sand Robbers, turned into a servant one day!
What's even more annoying is that those mortals can ride camels, why can't he?
"I can use a camel to pull you and roll you on the sand." Wen Yi said expressionlessly.
"Actually, I think it's nice to walk in the desert and enjoy the scorching sun. I'm very happy." Feng Ya definitely didn't admit that he was giving in, but was sizing up the situation.
Thinking that Wen Yi's cultivation level was higher than hers, and her methods were extremely cruel, she might have gone half crazy, so Feng Ya endured it.
"I don't know your name yet." The morning sun was not that hot, and the group was already approaching Mingyue City. Soon the desert was far behind, and the road in front of them was a desert.
"Wen Yi." Wen Yi replied simply.
Feng Ya was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Are you the seventh elder of Piao Miao Huan Mansion, the Wen Yi who has a three-year contract with Lord Ling Yu?"
He chewed the name over and over again, feeling a sense of absurdity as if his dream had come true.
According to legend, Wen Yi was an old man who wandered among the embroidered flowers. His cultivation level was extremely low. Although he followed the path of sentient beings, he had not made any progress for many years.
The person in front of me has unfathomable cultivation and ruthless methods. No matter how you look at it, he is different from the frail elder in the legend.
After being shocked, Feng Ya was very glad that she did not take action.
Otherwise, your gang is likely to be strangled by Miao Miao Huanfu, which is one of the six major sects.
"That's right, it's me." Wen Yi glanced at Feng Ya, "Do you have any opinions?"
"No, no." Feng Ya's body straightened instantly. He was like a fully-stretched bowstring, in an extremely tense and tight state:
"What did you want to do in the Longyan Desert? I didn't mean to inquire about your purpose of coming. I was just curious about why you came to the bitter cold Longyan Desert when you didn't stay in the beautiful Zhongzhou."
She paused: "Of course...of course, you must have your own reasons."
Wen Yi glanced at him and said, "You are an aborigine of the Longyan Desert. How many forces are there in and around this desert? Tell me."