After cleaning up the sand thieves, the surrounding area was bloody and dirty, and facing a bunch of dead people, the few of them really had no intention of staying here for the night.

Ye Shurui got up and patted the sand on his body, and said lightly: "Let's go."

"You guys, it's hard to tell the direction tonight. I'm afraid there will be danger when I go on the road rashly." The old stone trembled in front of the few people, with a trace of unprecedented fear, as if he was afraid that he would kill him with a disagreement.

"If you don't hurry, just change your place to rest." Ye Shurui glanced at him. After all, this old stone was a person who often walked outside. There were many caravans he brought, but his temperament was really not a big deal. If this person was his subordinate, he would definitely suffer.

After hearing what he said, Lao Shitou felt relieved and took the initiative to help Qinghu Qingqin pick it up. Soon after, he led the camel to a undulating sand dune ahead. After a few people walked around the sand dune, the pile of sand thieves that were originally staggering into the pile of sand thieves, and staggered into a bloody man, stumbled in the opposite direction of their departure.

After Ye Shurui and his men re-camped, the temperature had dropped too low in the thick night, and as they spoke, steaming white air came out of their mouths. Apart from the lack of white snow, this scene was not far from the time of winter.

The desert they were passing by was not growing. The green centipede silently took out a few handfuls of dry firewood from a large bag of camels and burned it. The cold frost slowly disappeared. After a while, the few people wrapped in thick blankets and closed their eyes and rested, leaving only the green centipede vigil.

Qingwu is a diligent and honest young man. Before this, he never thought that in the vast desert where no grass could grow, there were even sand thieves who made a living by killing and robbing goods. If there was no business trip by three or five months, what would these people eat and drink?

The reason why he was so confident that the desert was full of crises was nothing more than the crazy weather change and the extreme patience of being deserted and without drinking or eating. It turned out that this was not the only one. The master actually took risks for Miss Nalan. How much weight does Miss Nalan occupy in his heart?

Just as Qingjun was thinking about it, danger came quietly.

The roar of the wind in the middle of the night covered many sounds, and the green centipede did not distinguish between the messy wind, which was not a human-made sound in nature. After a fight without suspense, the sand thieves were wiped out in an instant, and he did not take it seriously.

It was no longer the rustling movements that had been approaching in an unorganized manner, but the advance and retreating in a proper manner and the killing decisive manner. When the green centipede was aware of it, the tracks hidden under the sand dunes were already very close to them. Looking at the small earth buns that were flowing rapidly in the sand under their feet, the green centipede was a little stunned. What is this?

As small mulberry buns broke out from the desert under his feet, he suddenly woke up, pulled out his sword, and shouted calmly: "There is an enemy attack--"

Rong Zipeng, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened, and his chest was full of anger. Is there any end to these robbers! He opened his eyes and stood up with a knife, then exclaimed in surprise, his heart was bleak, and he jumped and shouted: "What the hell is this? So much dense!"

Ye Shurui saw the scene clearly before he spoke, and sneered in his heart, but he was also full of doubts. With such a big move, hundreds of rattlesnakes in the desert kept pushing towards them from all directions, and hundreds of others mixed among the layers of rattlesnakes staring at them with fierce eyes, and raised their bows and arrows in their hands, aiming at their location.

Lao Shitou was so scared that his legs became weak. He stood up twice but couldn't stand up. He simply collapsed in the sand, staring at the fierce rattlesnakes who kept approaching them, murmured, "The true God punished us, the true God punished us..."

No one cares what he was talking about. Several people formed a circle to guard against people and snakes from all directions. Ye Shurui's expression was unprecedentedly severe. People should not be scary, and snakes should not be scary. What was scary was their number. Ye Shurui and the others had only four people to deal with the hundreds of rattlesnakes and people distributed in the snake group, and they also had to properly protect the old stones without any combat power. The situation was really not impressive.

"Who is coming?" Rong Zipeng's scalp was numb. Can anyone tell him how so many people suddenly appeared in the deserted desert? At this moment, he only looked at these people who were not in the same way as the previous sand thieves, otherwise the beam would have become bigger.

In the cold night wind, only the hissing of the rattlesnakes in densely packed with balls of them was heard, especially in the quiet dark night.

"I have killed so many people, but now I remember to ask who I am. Boy, are you asking too late?" The heavy and steady feeling was filled with a sense of rebellion, and the rebelliousness was filled with a hint of coldness and terror. I couldn't hear the sound, but everyone knew that they had encountered a tough guy.

Ye Shurui took a step forward, and a hint of solemnity flashed across his bright face, "If you don't kill, you will kill me, how can you wait?"

These people are not afraid of it, and the trouble is the large number of rattlesnakes. It would be fine if they were just snakes, but they were afraid that these snakes would be venomous. The situation is really not optimistic for them.

"The blood debt will be paid naturally. Just click on yourself to make a break, so that you can avoid the pain of chewing the snakes." The obviously cruel words were said in an unusual tone, which shows that such things are very ordinary for this group of people.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ye Shurui's deep eyes, "Since that's the case, let me finish you, these stinky snakes!" When he went out, he did not use his identity as a prince, so he called himself a master.

Before he finished speaking, his palm swept across his hands, and the dense group of rattlesnakes fell in an instant, "Zi Peng, attack with fire!" Ye Shurui's palms surging, and he shouted without forgetting to say.

Rong Zipeng cooperated with him tacitly. Before he could finish calling, he had already pulled out the firewood from the bonfire and threw it into the snake group. Suddenly, there were "sizzling" sounds one after another, and the smell of charred snake meat filled the air.

The two of Qinghu and Qingfen follow suit. They kill people when they attack, and burn snakes when they do not attack. They are extremely happy.

For a time, the two sides fought to the point of equal competition. However, after all, two fists could not match four hands, and the fire was very limited. Over time, Ye Shurui and the others seemed a little stretched. The green fox and green centipede all hung up colors to varying degrees, and Rong Zipeng's sleeves and hem were stained with blood. Perhaps only Ye Shurui remained untainted.

The rattlesnake was very smart. After being caught off guard by a bonfire, these snake groups probably knew that the light of the fire was not a good thing. When the fire flew over, the snake group actually knew how to dodge. Of course, Rong Zipeng and others were very fast, and not all snake groups could dodge, but their hit rate was obviously not as good as before.
Chapter completed!