Lord of the Desert

Chapter 138 Gong Heng
"The 'respecting blood' I just talked about is not the difference between the rich and powerful on our side."

Hong Wei changed the subject and went deeper.

"Snake people don't practice martial arts, and their strength depends on blood sacrifices."

"This ceremony is very complicated, but generally speaking, it is to use the blood of living creatures to promote the bloodline of the victim and enhance its strength and potential."

"This living creature can be our human race, or it can be a snake man."

Hong Fan was stunned upon hearing this.

"No wonder they haven't been peaceful these past few years."

He tapped lightly on the table.

"If you can't get enough blood sacrifices from other races, don't you have to attack the same race?"

Hong Wei nodded.

"There are reasons for this."

"Besides, Jing Shagong led the team to go deep into the big swamp, which severely injured several tribes and lost the balance of strength among them. This is also one of the reasons."

"But no matter what, snake people are naturally cold-blooded, they don't take their lives as their own, and they have very little concept of family hatred."

"If it's our human race, the civil war is on the part of the snake people. It's impossible to stop until the blood debt is paid or exhausted."

Hong Wei looked a little grim.

"But they are different."

"If the Nine-Headed Snake God gives the order, or if a son of God comes to the east, he can easily suppress this little trouble and knead the enemies who eat each other's flesh and blood into a fighting force."

"Uncle Wei."

Hong Fan called out, thinking of Fantian Club.

"So if the high-level snake people have an idea, they can integrate the army in an instant and crush the border?"

His voice was deep.

Unexpectedly, Hong Wei smiled and shook his head.

"That's nothing to worry about."

"Because there's no use worrying."

He twirled a piece of pastry and said while chewing.

"It's not impossible in theory."

"But when it comes to a national war, there must be hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops, led by heaven and man, led by a plurality of masters in the magnetic realm."

"It's useless for us to worry about the sky!"

Hong Wei patted the pastry crumbs on his hands, and replied.

"The most important thing is that such things are extremely rare."

"Since the establishment of the Great Hua, Liangzhou has only fought two battles with the Snakeman."

"I heard General Chu mention the battle example. At that time, the war will start, and the frontier guards haven't seen any disturbances. Instead, Shenjing has predicted it and made preparations."

"In the end, when the snake man came, it was nothing more than head-to-head."

"In my opinion, there may be some special intelligence means, such as the authority of the life star that is known by the gods."

Hong Wei said it easily.

For the sake of confidentiality, he has not been disclosed about the Li family and Fantian Society.

But Hong Fan always felt strange.

"Zulong is the venerable of our Dahua race. Legend has it that the nine-headed snake god was enlightened by him, and he is the most inferior to Zulong among all the spirits."

"There was a war between the human race and the snake man, so the old man didn't have anything to say?"

he asked.

Hong Wei never thought about this question before.

"I can't say that well."

he hesitated.

"Ancestor Dragon must not be afraid of the Snake God..."

"Or do you know that snake people can't turn the tide?"

Hong Wei had to make inferences based on common sense.

Hong Fan nodded, only saying that he was asking casually.

For the human beings in this world, Zulong is the beginning of the prosperity of the ethnic group and an invincible god in the world.

However, as a traveler from another world, he unconsciously thinks differently and speculates on the motives of the gods.

"The snake man has changed, is there any action in the guard?"

Hong Fan returned to the topic.

"It's just routine."

Hong Wei wondered why Hong Fan cared so much about this matter, but answered truthfully.

"The battalion is counted every day, and additional oasis defenders will be sent."

"Sentry riders come out three times a day, and a few more temporary beacons have been set up."

"In addition, the guard sent military information to the state capital."

"However, I heard that Shenjing sent people to Xijing because of the incident in Huaiyang Kingdom, which disturbed the peace of the generals."

Finally, Hong Wei explained with a smile.

"Anyway, nephew, you don't have to worry, the sky will fall and a tall man will support you..."

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Three days later, February eighteenth.

The peaceful morning is dotted with restrained drizzle.

At the West City Gate, the weather-stained door plaque was wet with every stroke.

The three big characters of "Golden Sea City" written in gold lacquer are gradually mottled in the rain.

Outside the gate, common people lined up to enter the city.

Some are pushing dry wood carts, while others are carrying game and animal skins.

There are also some with burdens and vigilant expressions, obviously going to the city to buy with the money they have saved for a long time.

Under the gate of the city, Shichang Liu Er leaned on the handle of a knife at his waist, and his eyes swept over every passerby like a falcon.

He has guarded the city gate for more than ten years.

Gimhae is not a big place either.

With just a glance at the faces he came and went, he could tell that they were familiar.

Looking at the clothes and luggage again, the whereabouts of a person's roots cannot be hidden.

At this moment, there was a sudden silence along the official road from far to near.

Liu Erheng took two steps to look outside, and saw a tall and magnificent four-wheeled carriage approaching at a constant speed, pulled by two heterogeneous horses who were obviously mixed.

There is no such carriage in Jinhai City.

The carriage is spacious and black, with jade inlays at the corners, which is luxurious at a glance.

The carriage moved forward without the coachman shouting, and the pedestrians blocking the front would unconsciously give way.

Soon, the car arrived in front of the city gate and drove straight to the city gate without any intention of stopping.

Liu Er swallowed his saliva and stopped in the road.

He couldn't see where the carriage came from, but at least he knew that it didn't belong to any big shot in Jinhai City.

"Jinhai City Defense Department, may I ask who is here, and is there any guide?"

Liu Erlang asked in a gentle tone, without the usual bossy tone.

The coachman in brocade clothes reined in his horse, looked at Liu Er with his nostrils, and snorted.

"Give Way."

Liu Er was taken aback for a moment, and his heart ached.

Of course he knew he was nothing.

But on weekdays, even if the second youngest of the Hong family came to the gate of the city, he would dismount and walk on foot, and even smiled with his brothers.

[What level, can you still surpass the Dragon Bestowed Star Lord? 】

Thinking about it, Liu Er straightened his slightly bowed back and put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Report your identity, otherwise you will come and go!"

he whispered.

"Our Jinhai City still has some rules!"

Hearing this, the coachman clenched his whip tightly and was about to curse, but suddenly stopped talking.

Not only him, everyone present felt the changes around him.

A kind of coldness that cannot be covered by "temperature" unfolded around the carriage, first climbing up to everyone's ankles, and then all the way to Tianling along the tailbone.

The world seems to be back to winter.

The ground is frozen hard, the clothes are frozen, the body is still warm, but the breath at the end of the nose has turned into white air.

Within a radius of tens of meters, the falling rain condensed into ice in an instant, rustled and fell to the ground, and merged into scattered hoarfrost.

Then, a pure male voice sounded from inside the carriage.

"Tongguang, Gong Heng."

There was already silence in front of the city gate.

Liu Er let go of the handle of the knife like an electric shock, trembling and speechless.

He is very tall, and he has practiced miscellaneous styles, and his cultivation level is not high enough, but he can be regarded as a warrior anyway.

On the west side of Liangzhou, it is impossible for anyone who practices martial arts not to know the name "Gong Heng".

Liu Er's straight back bent down silently, and stepped aside quickly.

"You, please..."

Before he could finish speaking, the carriage passed him and went straight into the city.

After a long while, the crowd moved forward again.

Frost was trampled by thousands of feet, and it was full of the sound of being smashed to pieces.

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Recently, two readers have been entangled in the plot of the palace family asking for loot, and repeatedly leaving messages saying that they will catch up with readers, and their grades will plummet. I don't understand.

The plot is clearer.

This is Fantian Society's second and third move after it fails. The purpose is the same, but the means are different.

Why did the sand bandits accept it before, but the outside family thought it was a routine?

Not to mention the Fantian Society, the logic of the Gong family's own motivation is also very clear. The family really has no money, so they can only get money from some reasonable places, so they show the momentum of the dragon crossing the river, which is in contradiction with the "sesame mung bean, It's not the same thing to hit the young one and the old one...

Anyway, there is no problem with book follow-up subscriptions, and the average subscription is still growing steadily, but because there is no traffic in streaking, the increase is relatively slow.

I like to communicate and write with readers, but even if I gain something after summarizing, I will only use it in the next book.

No matter the plot or the characters in the book that has already been written, it is impossible for me to modify it because of the chapters and book reviews.

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