Chapter 354 Saving People

The Dragon Emperor has regained his mind and roared. The Dragon Emperor can only sigh about his father's death. After all, this is his father's own will, and he can't control it.

"Lord Dragon, I'm sorry for the change." Ziyun smiled dryly, came to the Dragon Emperor, bowed and said.

"Hmm." The Dragon Emperor snorted coldly and sighed in his heart. Although his father was willingly sucked away by Ziyun and died, he was always a little angry. However, after all, Ziyun is the son of fate. After all, he is the character chosen by fate. Moreover, the Dragon Emperor wonders in his heart, what kind of existence is the human emperor? In.

He sighed. Now that he has promised the last emperor, he has to do what he should do, so he has to say to Ziyun, "In this case, you have to go to a place to find the knife emperor."

"Sword Emperor?" Ziyun wondered why there were so many emperors in the world, but it seemed that the emperor was still the most powerful.

"Sword Emperor, just go and recognize him as the master. He will give you his skills." The Dragon Emperor sighed and said.

"I'm going now, but where is Lord Dao now?" Ziyun said doubtfully.

"The land of barbarians." The Dragon Emperor said.

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The land of barbarians is in the south-central part of the mainland, where hundreds of thousands of mountains stand, which can be said to be a barren force.

Ziyun will be the bone dragon, and the black dragons have received it from the Marlboro, and then said goodbye to the Dragon Emperor and flew to the land of the barbarians. A few days of flight made Ziyun feel a little depressed.

It has come all the way to the edge of the barbarians.

Looking down at the earth, mountains and rivers flowed under his feet, and clouds flew by his side. A refreshing feeling arose spontaneously, and the loneliness of a few days slowly disappeared.

The further south you go, the more Ziyun looks down on the earth in the air. Unexpectedly, the scenery below does not become as desolate as they think. Instead, it is more and more lush and vibrant, which makes people feel refreshed at a glance. However, looking at its humanistic landscape from afar is not as prosperous as the Tang Empire.

The wooden houses are scattered in the mountains, extremely elegant.

In a blink of an eye, the purple cloud tends to the pterosaur to the ground every night, eat something, and then rushes on the road during the day. More than ten days have passed, the forest is more lush, the mountains are more towering, and the scenery is more charming.

Counting the time, that is, there is still one day to reach the Nanyi Cang River. Ziyun suddenly felt that he should go down and walk, and he could also hear some news.

Thinking of this, Ziyun will fall to the ground and want to find a few people to ask for directions.

Sang Lan felt that she had really bad luck during this time. Because of too much precipitation, there was a flood in her home, which flooded the land of the whole clan. There was no harvest for the whole year. As the daughter of the patriarch, she could only sacrifice herself for her own clan at this time.

This is Sang Lan's responsibility. Who made her the patriarch's daughter?

The consequence of sacrificing yourself is that you will marry a person you don't know at all, because that person is the young patriarch of another family, and the land of that family has not been damaged by rain at all. This year is a bumper harvest.

Sang Lan sits in a sedan chair and thinks every day why her family's land is eroded by waterlogging. This is really bad luck.

And what makes Sanglan even more angry is, why didn't she find a man she liked before? In that case, I will be able to live with my beloved man, so that I won't marry someone I don't know as I do now, and I heard that the patriarch of Liexiong is a person with a bad temper. Will he suffer after marrying him? This is the end of your life.

After thinking about it, Sang Lan concluded that her luck was really bad, and it was very bad.

The sound of blowing and singing made Sang Lan feel upset. She poked out her head and shouted loudly, "Can you stop blowing? Aren't you annoyed?"

The members of the Huofeng clan looked at their eldest lady in surprise. They were a little at a loss and didn't know if it was time to continue to play and sing.

"What's going on? Why don't you pull it? Go on." Just then, a majestic voice sounded.

When the musicians of the Huofeng clan heard this majestic voice, they quickly began to play and sing again, which was louder than just now.

"Uncle, there are many robbers on the mountain in front of you. Aren't you afraid that the voice will provoke the robbers?" When Sang Lan heard the majestic voice of holding the knife, she couldn't help frowning and said coldly.

The man was not talking. He hummed and rode to the front.

Originally, they were uncles and nieces, but no one would feel how deep their feelings would be, and even people who didn't know their relationship would think that they were enemies.

Sang Lan glanced coldly at her uncle, snorted, pulled up the curtain of the sedan chair, and sat back angrily.

"Damn it, if it weren't for your proposal, how could I be asked to marry someone I haven't seen before? And people all know how bad-tempered and irritable the young patriarch of the Liexiong clan is. Why did his uncle propose to marry him? Is it just because there is no grain harvest in your own land? Sang Lan thought angrily, "Don't you just want to get the position of patriarch?" That's between you and my father. Why should I be a victim?

Sang Lan couldn't help but burst into tears. She felt that she was so pitiful. There was no more pitiful person in the world than herself.

Well, why are you so pitiful? Sang Lan sighed leisurely and frowned, like a resentful woman whose husband had gone away.

"Boom."

A violent sound broke the noise of gongs and drums, and also interrupted Sanglan's sadness.

Later, the voices were boiling, panicked, and the voices of crying came one after another.

"A robber, we have met a robber. Let's run away."

"They came on a dragon horse. Let's run."

"Ah, I don't want to die."

"Bastards, you all come back, everyone has to resist..."

Sang Lan felt that her luck was really bad. She just said to be careful of robbers. She didn't expect that she would really meet a robber, and she was also a robber riding a dragon horse. You should know that a robber who can ride a dragon horse will never be an ordinary robber.

Only the 18 thieves of Nanyi are qualified to ride Longyan horse, or only they have the strength to ride Longyan horse.

When Sang Lan stretched out his head and looked out in panic, he found that more than a dozen ferocious men riding dragon horses were rushing towards him with a wild smile, and his uncle was the man who shouted to resist. Just as Sang Lan stretched out his little head and looked, a knife light flashed, and a stream of blood came from his uncle. He rushed out of his neck and rushed high, while his uncle's head rolled to the ground, and his mouth was still wide open, retaining the scene of roaring before death.

Sang Lan's heart pounded and sweated coldly. She felt that death was so close to her, close in front of her eyes.

All the Huofeng people were killed by robbers, and none of them was left.

Looking at the death of her own people one by one, the blood was all over the ground. Sang Lan felt that her heart was dripping blood, and the feeling of panic gradually disappeared, replaced by a shot of anger.

He jumped off the sedan chair angrily, threw the red cover on the ground, pinched his waist and stared at all the robbers angrily, and roared loudly, "You scum, why did you kill my people? Did we offend you? You scum, rubbish, I curse you for giving birth to a son without asshole.

All the robbers couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed.

"I didn't expect this little lady's temper to be so hot, haha, it's delicious, it's delicious." A robber laughed and said, "The boss is blessed this time."

"Mark, hot-tempered little pepper, haha, I like it." A robber also laughed.

"When it's **, it must be so popular, haha." A one-eyed and powerful, obscene expression stared at Sang Lan, and one hand reached under his clothes and shook fiercely twice.

Looking at Sanglan, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"You scum, I'd rather die than let you succeed." Sang Lan didn't know where to take out a dagger, held it against her neck, and said with a sneer.

It's like an arrogant phoenix, an arrogant peacock, who would rather die than be defiled.

"Dead? It seems that you can do it even if you die." A robber hummed.

"Ye-huh, that's also cool."

"In an hour, the body temperature will not disappear."

"Haha, the three of us are together." The one-eyed robber laughed.

Sang Lan's dying heart is now a little flinching. Death is not terrible.

There used to be a very smart person who asked many girls a question that was not very smart:

"What do you think is the most terrible thing in the world?"

He got many different answers.

"It's most terrible to be abandoned by the person you love."

"It's most terrible to find someone peeking in the shower."

"Mouses are the most terrible - especially when mice get into the quilt."

"It's terrible to eat with a nuisance."

"It's most terrible to walk the dark road alone in the middle of the night."

"Fat meat is the most terrible."

There are also some answers that the smart man has never thought of, which is simply funny.

But never a girl's answer is:

"Death is the most terrible."

It's not terrible to die. The terrible thing is to experience these disgusting things after death.

Sang Lan couldn't help hanging down her hand holding the dagger, and her eyes lost their light in an instant, full of fear.

"Are you scared? Come here if you are scared? Let your brothers love you well." The one-eyed robber saw that Sang Lan was a little shaken and said with a smile.

"I'd rather die." Sang Lan trembled all over, and her drooping hand was raised again, which was between her neck, and her eyes were full of firmness.

"Why is there someone shouting here so early in the morning? Don't you know that someone is still sleeping? Why aren't you so annoying?" A lazy voice came, which was not big or small, just so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Who are you?" Everyone turned their eyes away and saw a young man in white lying lazily on a huge stone with a dogtail in his mouth, sleepy eyes, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Who cares about you? All I know is that you disturbed my sleep. The young man said coldly, and his eyes seemed to suddenly have brilliance, shining brightly.