Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

"Old Yan, why don't you rest in the middle of the night?"

Facing such a master, plus he is much older than him.

Zhou Lin said politely.

"My lord, the Sword Dao Pavilion is a place to practice swords, and there is no room for a grain of sand!"

In Yan Zhengyang's respectful tone, there was an unquestionable momentum.

And Zhou Lin stared, could it be that this guy has a cleanliness habit?
What the hell, the ground is still sand.

Whoever goes inside.

How much sand are there on the soles?
Could it be that you have to take off your shoes and go in?

such as.

Later I was hunted down.

Then there is nowhere to run.

When running inside, take off your shoes before entering the door!

Please.

Can I make it in time?
"My lord, what else can I order?"

Yan Zhengyang didn't seem to like talking, so after greeting Zhou Lin, he took the initiative to ask.

"No, no more."

If you don't solve the problem of bringing sand in.

It's useless to ask more.

Zhou Lin also lacked interest and waved his hands casually.

Yan Zhengyang bowed again, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly said: "My lord, if you can find a good seed for sword practice, you might as well let him come to the Sword Dao Pavilion!"

"understood."

Zhou Lin felt helpless for a while.

Good seedlings are easy to find.

The key is to have good seedlings without beriberi.

If you take off your shoes, your athlete's foot will be so bad.

That would be fun!

Yan Zhengyang returned to the Sword Pavilion, and his figure disappeared inside Heibuliuqiu's door.

Zhou Lin sat back at the ruins again.

"Let's wait until the smelting room is done, so that I can get rich overnight!"

After murmuring a few words, Zhou Lin sat there drowsy again.

The surroundings were quiet again.

On the other side, Feng Liangpeng was on his way overnight.

He wanted to go as far as possible.

just.

He didn't know.

Chen Tianyi led a group of warriors, and they were also walking in the desert at this time.

and.

In order to prevent accidents, they were afraid of being recognized by the people in the yellow sand collar.

Deliberately chose a detour.

Coincidentally.

It was precisely the route that Feng Liangpeng had chosen.

In other words.

If nothing unexpected.

They might run into each other head on!
at this time.

Chen Tianyi and other top ten families' masters were sitting on the back of a sand dune.

They chatted quietly.

Although they are all warriors in the psychic realm.

Can travel at night in the desert.

But it doesn't mean.

They can be unscrupulous.

Once there is too much movement, it may attract powerful monsters.

The kind that even they can't handle.

So, including Feng Liangpeng.

Martial artists in the psychic realm are quite careful when traveling at night.

Except as quietly as possible.

You have to control the breath on your body not to leak too far.

Otherwise, it is easy to attract monsters with a keen sense of smell.

Therefore.

When Feng Liangpeng decided to take a break.

It happened to sit on the other side of the back slope of the sand dune where a group of warriors were hiding!
Just a hill away!
Feng Liangpeng had no idea that there were people on the other side of the dune.

Relaxed a little, took out the kettle and took a big gulp.

Exactly this sound.

It was heard by Chen Tianyi and others!
"Is there spring water?"

Someone was taken aback and said in a low voice.

"Impossible, we came from there, where is there any spring water?"

"Yes. If there is spring water, there will definitely be monsters coming here to drink water."

"Do any of you drink water?"

"I didn't drink."

"I didn't drink either."

"I do not have."

"..."

Ten people did not drink water.

So, where is the sound of drinking water coming from?

"Someone?"

Chen Tianyi's pupils shrank, and he stood up suddenly.

He lowered his voice and winked at everyone!
People will understand.

Make eye contact.

They decided to follow the past to have a look.

Who is walking in the desert at night.

Usually, this is the case with treasure hunters in general.

Either there is something urgent, or you are pregnant with a treasure!

These ten or so people were all ghost spirits, immediately thought of this, lowered their steps, and tiptoed up the sandy slope.

Subsequently.

After climbing to the top, he saw Feng Liangpeng's back.

And this time.

Feng Liangpeng just put the kettle away, and murmured: "It's almost time to hurry, sir, you must not neglect such an important matter!"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Liangpeng felt that he had almost rested, so he got up and walked forward.

he does not know.

Not only his every move is seen clearly.

Even the words spoken were heard by the people behind!
"Feng Liangpeng!"

After Feng Liangpeng walked about a hundred meters, Chen Tianyi gritted his teeth and said these three words.

Feng Liangpeng communicated with him face to face.

How could he not remember this voice?
"Feng Liangpeng? Feng alchemist?"

Everyone was stunned!
"That's right, it's Master Feng! He's not in Huangshaling, why is he here?"

Chen Tianyi said with some doubts.

"I seem to have heard him say just now, it's an important matter arranged by your lord?"

"I heard it too! In other words, Feng Liangpeng has really been subdued!"

"Became someone else's servant?"

These people are very clear.

Feng Liangpeng's words are equivalent to confirming Chen Tianyi's words!
Credibility has increased a bit.

This made them look forward to the yellow sand collar even more!
Because there are... Flood Dragons there!