Chapter 093 There is a long way to go

In the morning when the air was fresh, at the entrance of Shangri-La Village, the housekeeper Ke took the villagers to see Feng Xiaobing off.

"Mr. Feng, do you really want to live in seclusion in the mountains? It's a pity. You see, our monster army is strong. It's better to join us and make some achievements," the housekeeper said earnestly.

"Oh~", Feng Xiaobing sighed and said, "I'm lucky to fight with the king before I know how high the sky is. I have no hope of defeating the king in this life. It's better to retire as soon as possible and take my daughter-in-law to live a comfortable life without dispute with the world. Needless words, the housekeeper needs to say that the boy has made up his mind and say goodbye."

The eyes of all the villagers showed regret, and a generation of young masters lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, which was really amazing.

Soon, Feng Xiaobing and his party disappeared into the mountains in the west. With the permission of the king, Feng Xiaobing was able to find his seclusion in the depths of 100,000 mountains.

At this time, the monster army has been rectified, and soon, the second god-killing war is about to begin. However, even among the monsters, there are not many people who understand the true meaning of this war. Monsters whose strength exceeds that of human beings are inevitable to take the initiative to attack, but it is doomed to be in vain.

He walked out of the sight of the monsters to the west. Xiao Bai asked doubtfully, "Xiaobing, are you really going to live in seclusion?"

The little white rabbit rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think he is so arrogant that he wants to live in seclusion?"

Sure enough, Feng Xiaobing, who came out of the vision of the monster, swept away the depressed appearance of decadent seclusion and became refreshed again.

"Wow, or does Tutu's wife know me, wives, are you afraid of the cold?" Feng Xiaobing asked mysteriously.

"Cut, don't sell it. We are not weak now. We are also masters. How can we be afraid of the cold?" The big girl rushed to say, and put on a posture, but it seemed to be extraordinary.

"Well, that's good. I'll take you to the Arctic for sightseeing. Ah, the ice for thousands of miles, the snowflakes for thousands of miles, the North Pole, I'm here," Feng Xiaobing shouted strangely.

A burst of laughter echoed in the quiet mountain forest.

This is another long road. According to the route provided by Obama, Feng Xiaobing will travel west for a day to avoid possible eyes and ears, and then turn to the north, cross the dangerous desert and tundra, and go straight to the holy land of the divine religion, the black hole temple of the permafrost.

Obama will attack with all his strength and strive to deal with the masters of the temple, so that Feng Xiaobing can sneak into the temple and steal the god-sling flowers.

If you can get the god-squirling flower, perhaps Feng Xiaobing can reach an unprecedented height.

Of course, Feng Xiaobing still remembers Anna, who is sleeping in the ice coffin, and the god-sleet flower, which is also her only hope.

However, if the terrible temple guard seven swordsmen were not led out by Obama, would he have a chance to win against this terrible opponent?

"Hateful, this old boy didn't tell me how he played against the Seven Musketeers in those years, grandma." Feng Xiaobing was angry when he thought of this, but he touched the ring in his hand and was finally better. In the ring, there are 20,000 demon cores given to him by Obama, including more than a dozen advanced demon cores. It's funny to think of Obama's painful appearance at that time.

"Follow the direction guided by the heart", echoing Obama's only hint in his mind, Feng Xiaobing strode forward.

Time flies like electricity, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

In the endless sea of sand, three camels and a bison are marching.

On the camel are a man and four women talking and laughing. The young man still holds a white rabbit in his arms, and the other four women ride a camel for every two, which is slightly crowded.

Xiaobai stopped laughing and said with a little worry, "Xiaobing, what should I do? I don't know how long it will take. We only have three camels left now. If we go on like this, we won't have to ride."

It turned out that before entering the desert, I tried my best to buy a dozen camels in the border town. Human dry food is useful for old cows, but it is useless for zombies, and sheep can't take them with them. Feng Xiaobing, who was eager to make his way, couldn't wait any longer. He poured a few bags of blood and rushed into the desert with his women.

I didn't think that in the hot and dry environment of the desert, the blood turned into smelly blood clots in less than two days. The helpless crowd could only kill the camel the next day.

Looking at the old cow that had dry food, water and fat and strong, Feng Xiaobing realized for the first time that the bereaved body was not so perfect.

Lao Niu saw the thirsty and haggard faces of Feng Xiaobing and others, and said cruelly, "Master, I really can't. Eat me in the end. I'm willing."

Feng Xiaobing was angry, funny, and very moved. He scolded, "What are you talking about? I can eat people and monsters, but I don't eat brothers. If you have such an idea, you can go back and be your bull king."

Lao Niu almost burst into tears, but he secretly made up his mind that even if he was self-judged, he could not let his master starve to death.

The continuous sand dunes seemed to have no end, and they climbed another big sand dune. Everyone looked ahead, hoping to see anything that was not yellow.

"What?" Unexpectedly, everything came true. In the distance, outside several sand dunes, a wisp of black smoke rose up, which was particularly eye-catching in the vast white desert.

Feng Xiaobing was refreshed and whipped the camel to rush to the black smoke, no matter what was going on.

Naturally, the girls follow their husbands and move forward bravely.

Soon, after turning over the last sand dune, a scene of wolf smoke suddenly appeared in front of him.

A large caravan is besieged by a group of sand thieves. Several tents in the middle are emitting thick smoke. More than 30 people are besieging more than a dozen people. It seems that more than a dozen people in the middle should be caravan guards and businessmen.

From time to time, someone screamed and fell down, but most of the people who fell were from the caravan. It seemed that the battle was about to end.

"Wow ha ha, that's great, that's great." Feng Xiaobing shouted and rushed down as if he had been hungry for more than ten days. He didn't know what he was saying.

The two sides who were fighting for life and death were shocked by the sudden strange cry. They actually stopped fighting at the same time and looked at the three camels that were dancing and rushing.

Soon, Feng Xiaobing rushed to the crowd as if no one was around.

One man and four women, three camels and a bison that can never appear in the desert. The most strange thing is that this man and four women are smiling, as if they are not killing people, but their daughter getting married for a glass of wine.

Whether it was a caravan or a sand thief, they scratched their heads at the same time. The combination of this team of handsome men and beautiful women was so strange.

Wait, beauty?

The eyes of the sand thieves who had just returned to taste lit up one by one. After a careful look, their saliva immediately flowed down.

Shit, in this place where birds don't shit, I haven't seen such a beautiful woman. The most important thing is that the weather is hot, and it is inevitable that women will have a place to walk away. Sand thieves' eyes, noses and some parts begin to congest, rapidly approaching the danger of bursting.

"Gig, honey, there are a lot of camels, they are greedy." The charming woman could no longer stand the fresh flesh and blood** and shouted.

Puff~~Puff~~~, a few strands of nosebleeds immediately appeared on the hot sand under the feet of the sand thief.