Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Seeing his subordinates lying on the ground after being beaten, the leader named Baiyin put down the hammer, picked up the thigh meat of the monster again, bit and gnawed, and said disdainfully at the same time:

"Skinny horses? You thought those were skinny horses?"

"That's a disciple of the Meihu Sect from Dayu Central Plains, who is good at charm. You group of brainless things, if you keep fighting with them, the final result is that even I have to get involved."

"Being able to kill them all, and still get out of the way, is already an impressive result."

"Oh, the Central Plains of Dayu, you will soon know that my Shabone Clan will make them fear again!"

boom!
Saying that, Baiyin held the thigh meat in his hand, but raised his thick legs and feet, and kicked towards the subordinate lying on the ground.

This kick is full of strength.

Hundreds of catties of body weight were kicked over.

The men flew out on the spot.

The two-meter-tall sand-bone monster was kicked several feet away by his leader, landed in the desert, and didn't get up for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the other Shabone people didn't think it was so strange.

The Sand Bone Race has always respected the strong.

Even the leader of a small group of forces must be strong enough to overwhelm everyone.

Otherwise, there will be subordinates who are not convinced and will step forward to challenge.

The challenger, who wins, becomes the leader of the new generation.

If you lose, you will be thrown into the desert like this old man like trash.

Of course, he won't really leave him this time.

Right now, the sandbone tribe is employing people, try to avoid unnecessary casualties.

The leader, Baiyin, had almost finished eating. He threw away the bones of the monster without flesh and blood, stood up and shouted to the other clansmen:

"Don't waste any more time, start now and continue south."

"Master Ligu woke up from a deep sleep. He wants to spread the reputation of our Shabone tribe and let everyone in Dayu know that we are back."

"So, if you go south, no matter whether you meet a caravan or a sect, no matter whether they resist or not, you must kill them all, just like they did to us back then!"

When the other Bone Race men heard this, their blood boiled immediately, and they raised the crude and rough weapons in their hands, and shouted:

"kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

……

Wei Canglan took Xiaomeihua and flew in the sky for more than an hour, and finally arrived at the desert.

The rolling yellow sand that can't be seen at a glance, in the howling wind of ghosts and wolves, is like a raging yellow wave, which can swallow people at any time.

Gollum.

Xiaomeihua swallowed subconsciously.

Obviously, Da Mo was different from what she had imagined, which made her feel a little scared.

In fantasy, the desert should be desolate and lonely, and people will feel the sky is high and the earth is far away when they look at it.

But in front of her eyes, the turbulent heat waves and the flying sand made her feel that she might die in it.

"Master..."

Little Plum Blossom regretted it.

Why do I bother Master to come over...

Wei Canglan smiled lightly.

Are you scared?
Well, I am also very surprised as a teacher.

Unexpectedly, the desert turned out to be like this.

Looks a lot different than what I'm used to seeing on TV networks.

Probably this is "you must do it yourself if you know nothing about it".

Everything, you have to see it with your own eyes and experience it yourself.

"Would you like to see it again?"

Seeing that she flinched, Wei Canglan asked aloud.

Xiaomeihua had already wrapped the ashes urn with a piece of cloth, tied it around her neck, and held it with her hands so as not to accidentally break it.

Looking at the yellow sand in front of her that seemed to be swallowing everything, Xiaomeihua pursed her lips tightly, and after thinking for a long time, she clenched her fists and said:

"Master, the disciples are going to take a look."

"No matter what, this is a wish of Grandpa during his lifetime, and this disciple wants to help him fulfill it."

Wei Canglan touched his head again, with gentle eyes:
"Okay, as a teacher, I will accompany you for a while!"

As soon as the words fell, turned on the wolf, the master and apprentice, together with Wei Xiaohua, started to head towards the desert.

In the boundless desert, there is no reference, no figure.

Not even cacti existed.

Only the rolling grass occasionally passed by without stopping.

Fortunately, Wei Canglan has the map of Dayu left by Ning Chan, and relying on the markings on it and the judgment of the sun's tilt angle, he will not get lost.

It's just that the high temperature is unacceptable.

Xiaomeihua, who was originally wearing a big cloak, was already frowning from the heat, so Wei Canglan took off the big cloak for her, put it in the storage ring, took out a leather water bag, and handed it to her.

As soon as Nizi saw that there was water, she drank it immediately.

Wei Canglan didn't like to carry such essential travel gadgets as water bags before.

But when chatting with Ning Chan later, she said that when she was in her twenties, she went deep into the desert and almost died of thirst.

So every time I go out, even if my cultivation base is advanced and I don’t need to drink water, I will still bring a lot of water bags in the ring.

It can be said that once bitten by a snake for ten years, I am afraid of well ropes.

Unexpectedly, Ning Chan would also be afraid sometimes.

Hey.

After putting away the water bag, Wei Canglan took out another water bag, turned over, pulled out the plug, and directly stabbed it into Wei Xiaohua's mouth.

ton ton ton.

At this time, Xiaohua is huge, drinking water like a horse, and even a bag of water is not enough.

Seeing it sticking out its tongue, Wei Canglan felt a little distressed.

Wei Xiaohua is cold-resistant, but she can't stand the high temperature.

This trip is also hard work.

After drinking water, the group continued on their way.

Even though Xiaomeihua couldn't bear the heat, she still kept her eyes fixed on her surroundings, as if she wanted to keep all these scenery in her heart and in her eyes.

Wei Canglan looked at her serious look and didn't bother her.

He could understand what Nizi was doing.

Her parents died early, and she lived with her grandfather since she was a child. She is well-behaved, sensible, hardworking and brave.

However, she couldn't accept the sudden departure of her grandfather, who was the mainstay of her life.

At the same time, that kind of confusion and fear of future life is likely to make her stand still.

Fortunately, she met Wei Canglan.

She is lucky.

In the feudal era of Dayu, how many children were displaced and died quietly after their elders left.

It is a good thing that Xiaomeihua now has a new support.

For the future life, at least some hope.

So right now, Wei Canglan can understand that she wants to fulfill her grandfather's wishes.

Or, maybe this is her final farewell to the past.

At this moment, already deep into the desert, Wei Canglan was not in a hurry, and patiently waited for Xiaomeihua to finish the childish but frank act of remembering the scenery.

However, not long after, Xiaomeihua suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the distance with a hint of fear in her eyes:
"Master...Master, what is that...that?"

Wei Canglan frowned, and quickly turned her head to look in the direction of her finger, only to see a small caravan being attacked by a group of tall strange races.

I am Nima.

what is that?