Lord of the Desert

Chapter 72
A double layer of fur felt encloses a dark, intimate space.

"Old Tang, only the four of us can use such a big tent?"

Hong Fan touched the comfortable fur under his body and asked in doubt.

"You don't sleep here?"

When Tang Da heard this, he scratched his head and smiled innocently: "Our servants are stinky, how can we live with young masters?"

"Then where do you live?" Hong Fan asked.

"Of course we are sleeping in the ice nest!"

Big Tang replied, while using the scattered fur pads in his hands to block every inch of the ground in the tent.

"What is Bingwozi?" Hong Fan asked.

"It's just a big hole dug out from under the snow ridge." Big Tang grinned back.

"Now that the snow has hardened, Bingwozi doesn't have to worry about collapsing, and it can also protect against wind and snow."

As he spoke, he tied several quilts to the wooden frame of the tent, which can not only enhance the warmth, but also serve as a screen between the beds.

"We just need to draw some dry grass and dead branches into the ice nest to make a bed, and then spread boiled leather and bedding on it. Before going to bed, half-block the door opening with snow, leaving only a few holes for ventilation and smoke, and we will be very warm!"

"Of course, it must be incomparable to you, young master."

Hong Fan was curious, so he got up and went to help dig the ice nest together.

But this time, the servants dared not agree to him anyway.

After issuing orders several times, Hong Fan saw that Mr. Tang was still refusing to submit, so he had to give up and send them all away.

At this time, it was about a quarter to five, and there was only some finishing work left in the tent.

Hong Fan made the bed, took out a few pieces of pine wood full of grease from the pile of firewood outside the tent, and lit it with his bare hands to store heat with his true energy, and then lit the fire.

The flames in the tent flickered, and the temperature quickly rose.

With nothing to do, Hong Fan walked out of the tent, only to find that the heavy snow had stopped.

At this time, the sun was sinking and the sky was dark, and most of the servants finished their work to arrange their own ice nests. Only the laughter of the young ladies from various families came from far away from the edge of the camp, which made the camp more and more beautiful. All silent.

"Well……"

Hong Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked around, only to see the peaks surrounding the valley in a vast expanse of whiteness, he couldn't tell where was the forest and where was the rock.

As for the thousands of majesties that Taishan has cultivated through vicissitudes of life, they were killed by this heavy snow.

The sky is blue and the earth is white, and the world is in harmony at this moment, which is extraordinarily open.

But Hong Fan looked at the color of the snow, feeling isolated from the world.

After a while, he let out a long sigh, and ducked back into the warm tent.

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At the same time, deep in the Golden Sea Desert.

The strong wind passed through the gaps in the Gobi Rock, screaming continuously, like wild apes laughing slyly and civets crying at night.

On the steep and naked mountainside, there are faint lights coming out of the cave entrance; on the higher ridge, there are sentries in leather jackets standing guard.

This is Haifei's headquarters base hidden deep in the sea of ​​sand.

On the high platform of the Juyi Hall, a middle-aged man with a narrow waist and broad shoulders and a short beard was sitting in a large wooden chair, holding a long and narrow double-ended knife in his hand.

This person is the master of Haifei Fei, the "Dari Knife Wheel" Wan Guangji who is ranked No. 570 on the evil list.

On the left and right sides of him, the three masters of the Hunran Realm took their seats and met the visitors together with the elder brother.

The visitors are two young men in samurai costumes.

"The hunting team has already entered Mount Tai, and will return in three days."

One of them with narrow eyebrows spoke.

"The list this time is for you to stop and kill at that time."

"Our requirements are not high - at least ten heads must be chopped off from the first- and second-rate families in Jinhai City."

Wan Guangji's jaw line tightened slightly, and he didn't reply immediately.

"By the way, the Hong family who got Sand World also went."

Another pale-faced young warrior added.

"His name is Hong Fan, and his head must be counted among those ten."

Sha Shijie said three words, "Four-armed Yasha" Yu Kaicheng twisted his neck unnaturally, while "Broken Steel" Fang Tianzong squeezed his fist.

He Liangjun, the second head of Haifei Fei's "Seven-step Killing Star" who was the shortest, with his whole body hugging his legs and huddled in the chair, squinted his eyes, and his eyes wandered over the visitor like iron needles.

Seeing the two finished speaking, Wan Guangji smiled lightly and shook his head.

"In our business, if you earn money, you have to spend your life."

He tapped his knuckles on the iron-inlaid armrest, as if to accompany the words.

"Last time, for 1 taels of silver, we ambushed the teams of Jinhai's three families. After a few months of unrest, we lost dozens of sons, and now we have calmed down a little."

"If I take you on this job again, then Haifei and the entire Jinhai City will never die!"

"At that time, no matter whether Hong Jian or Li Heming personally bring people in, we can't afford it."

Hearing what elder brother said, Yu Kaicheng nodded repeatedly.

But the two young warriors just laughed.

"For such things, if we only pay money, then we are teasing the masters."

With a pale face, the smile disappeared, and he took out something from his pocket.

"The reward this time is worthy of the foundation of the head of the family!"

He loosened his five fingers, revealing the object in his palm - a small glass bottle, which contained a blood-like red liquid.

"This, this is?"

Wan Guangji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked in a low voice, his voice trembling.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see the abnormal shape of the blood in the glass bottle from ten meters away—there were countless golden stars floating in the large blood red, spinning endlessly like a galaxy.

"It seems that the head of the family recognizes it, which is convenient."

The young warrior nodded.

"A bottle of 'Dragon's Essence Blood' comes with a complete list of supplementary materials and how to use them."

As he spoke, he picked up the bottle with two fingers and shook it slightly, the gold flakes in the blood color suddenly churned and dispersed, emitting a glimmer of light that flickered on and off.

Wan Guangji stared at the blood bottle obsessively, with a slightly struggling expression.

The other three masters were all very curious when they saw this situation - it should be noted that when the other party proposed the price of ten thousand taels of silver last time, their elder brother just didn't comment.

"Brother, what is the blood essence of the Dragon Heir?"

Fang Tianzong, who was the third child, was the first to lose his composure and asked.

Wan Guangji took a deep breath, and explained in a low voice: "After the ancestor dragon descended from the sky, he not only taught the foundation of human martial arts, but also bestowed blood, surpassing a group of mortals."

"They are called Dragon Heirs."

"Dragon's descendants are gifted in practicing martial arts and sensing nature. After accumulating foundations from generation to generation, they have become a powerful family in all dynasties."

"The so-called dragon heir's blood essence is the blood essence of these natural noble species."

As he spoke, his eyes on the glass bottle became hotter and hotter.

"It can fundamentally change the talent of the user, and it is far more valuable than ordinary martial arts resources."

Hearing these words, the breathing of the three masters of the Hunran Realm also became heavy.

They are all in their 40s and [-]s, and their martial arts realm has basically stagnated. They thought they had to stop here in their lives.

How can you not be excited when you suddenly see a turning point?
However, just when everyone was excited, Wan Guangji slammed the double-edged knife, instantly suppressing the emotions in the room.

"You two are named Xiao?"

His eyes were slightly condensed, and he asked a question suddenly.

"It doesn't matter who we are."

The white-faced samurai replied lightly.

"It's not important? You don't even reveal your identities, how can I trust that you will keep the promise?"

Wan Guangji sneered.

PS: My stomach exploded again, I couldn’t digest it, and I had a little outline all day long, which ruined my work and rest.

I plan to go for a painless gastroscopy next Tuesday to see what's wrong.

(End of this chapter)