Spring in the Gobi Desert always comes late.
The hemp-yellow grass and camel thorns will dig their roots deep into the coarse gravel in order to find water, giving the earth a little life.
Fate always likes to joke sometimes. When the weeds finally emerge and they are ready to work hard, a dark sole falls from the sky and tramples it to pieces.
"Village chief, wait for me!"
Lao Wu rolled and crawled, running towards the distance using his hands and feet.
Fu Li did not pursue him because he could not smell blood on these people.
He said to Ting Wu: "You stupid cow, you have no strength and no potential. You haven't even transformed. I don't know what Master likes about you."
"Moo." Ting Wu just made a cow cry to express his gratitude.
"snort."
Fu Li was too lazy to say anything more. If it weren't for the fact that the cow was carrying Yi Ning, he wouldn't want to have any more conversations with it.
Sudden,
Fuli turned his head and looked forward, the corners of his mouth raised: "There are still people who are not afraid of death."
At the same time, Ting Wu saw a little girl walking in front of him. Like the group of people who ran away, this girl also had dark skin and was as thin as a stick.
The little girl was holding a yellow paper umbrella, her little face was dirty, and a piece of weed tied her long hair into a ponytail. As she moved, the ponytail swayed left and right.
"Moo." Ting Wu called out, reminding the other party to get out of the way.
The little girl heard nothing, so she held up an umbrella and continued walking forward, shouting slogans with a very serious expression: "I opened this mountain, this tree is me..."
Fu Li's shadow was stretched by the sun, blocking the way and the sunlight just like before.
The girl, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, was stunned for a moment, and then continued to move forward: "If you want to survive from here... just leave a steamed bun."
Aren't you afraid of death?
Fuli curled his lips. As long as the girl dared to come closer, he wouldn't mind teaching the little bandit a lesson.
The girl is very slow, but she is still moving.
five meters,
four meters,
three meters,
She was about to step into Fu Li's attack range.
Fu Li raised his palm, and as soon as the other party came close, he would give her a knife. She would not be killed, but she might be disabled.
two meters,
The girl stopped because the tip of her umbrella hit something, which was the tiger demon's shoes.
At this time, Fuli's hand knife also fell downwards, carrying the wind sound, and went straight to the little girl's neck.
The little girl's reaction seemed to be very sensitive. She felt the wind and wanted to retreat, but she could not escape the attack of the demon clan at the top of the lower five realms.
Even though the blow was very casual, it was as careless as a human being stepping on an ant.
"Heroes don't want it!"
"stop."
The first sentence was uttered by an old voice, while the second sentence had a young voice, but was particularly hoarse.
Fu Li ignored the first sentence, but after hearing the second sentence, he immediately stopped his arms.
At this time, his palm was only a copper coin away from the little girl's neck, and the wind from his palm blew the girl's ponytail high.
In the distance, an old man wearing a ragged coat ran towards him. He was the leader of the previous robbery, and the first words he shouted were the ones he shouted.
The old man first looked at the girl, and after confirming that she was okay, he quickly knelt down to Fuli, kowtowed and begged: "Please spare Tong Qian, a hero. She didn't mean to offend."
But Fu Li's attention was not on the old man at all. He turned around and looked at the man in white robe on the back of the cow.
At this time, Yi Ning was still lying on the back of the cow, his limbs were weak, but the tiger demon clearly heard the master telling him to stop.
As for Yi Ning, who is his disciple, Fu Li is now a bastard who is holding the weight of his weight - he is determined and unbeatable.
Ten days ago, although he had not entered the city, he could clearly see the second half of Yi Ningyan's process of coming out of the city on the mountain outside the city.
Fu Li doesn't know what level of power this is. He has a secret, that is, the inheritance of his bloodline is not as simple as that of ordinary tiger demons.
But even if I look through all the bloodline memories, there is no description of this power.
In his heart, Yi Ning was always a mountain that he had to climb, even if this mountain was daunting.
But now, Fu Li has regarded Yi Ning as a flag, just a direction to run in, not a goal to surpass.
"Master, are you awake?" Fu Li asked with bright eyes.
"Moo." Ting Wu stabilized his body and carefully turned the bull's head sideways, for fear of accidentally injuring the man on his back again.
A living person? The old man quietly raised his head, looked at the man on the cow's back, and then quickly lowered his head.
"Master?"
Fu Li asked again, but after a long time, he still didn't hear Yi Ning speak.
Just when he was about to give up, the dirty little girl spoke: "He said don't kill anyone."
The little girl suddenly interrupted, startling the old man, and quickly explained: "This doll is from our village. He has been deaf and blind since he was a child. How can he hear other people's words? Children's words are unscrupulous, and children's words are unscrupulous."
"Um?"
Fu Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl opposite again.
Only then did he realize that although the little girl's eyes were open, her eyeballs were shrouded in mist, making them look dim.
This discovery reminded Fu Li of the scene just now, so the tiger demon suddenly moved forward and swept his whip leg towards the girl.
His speed was so fast that he brought up a cloud of sand and dust, which finally stopped at the little girl's shoulder.
The scene was frozen, but Fuli's eyes gradually narrowed. He was observing it especially this time.
Before she even raised her whip leg, the girl seemed to have already reacted and wanted to step back.
It's just that the body gap between the two sides is too big. As soon as the girl moves, her legs are already placed beside hers.
Still a weakling, but definitely a bit strange.
Fu Li secretly made a conclusion in his heart, and couldn't help but believe a little bit of what the girl said just now.
So he asked: "Can you hear Master speaking? What else did he say?"
"Moo." Ting Wu echoed, very anxious.
It is connected by blood with Yi Ning, but Ting Wu can only feel that Yi Ning is not dead, so he said not to kill anyone? When did you speak.
As a result, this time, the little girl didn't react at all.
"Hoo~" The wind blew up in the Gobi Desert, blowing up countless gravels.
On this small slope, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Suddenly, the old man remembered something and hurriedly said: "Tong Qian, this little girl, she is deaf and may not be able to hear your question."
Fu Li frowned: "Then how do you usually communicate?"
"You don't communicate. She is an orphan. She is the breadwinner of hundreds of families. All the residents in the village have to be busy. Who has time to chat with her?"
"Then you will come back to save her?"
"After all, we are from our village. As the head of a village, we have to take responsibility. This good man, can we leave?"
The old man buried his head and spoke in a humble voice. He scolded the little girl bloody in his heart. It would be a disservice to the little girl if she usually followed her when she had nothing to do. But this time she followed her quietly. She must be hungry when she goes back!
"Go away." Fu Li was too lazy to ask again.
"Get out of here, get out of here." The old man got up overjoyed, grabbed Tong Qian and left.
Then the little girl spoke again: "Big Brother said that the crisis has been resolved and you are too tired from running around. Let you take a rest."
