The shadow is fast, and it doesn''t run blindly.
Soon he got rid of the ascetic monk.
"Hoo, I''m scared to death!"
The figure gasped heavily, looked around and whispered.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng was also looking at him.
This is a young man with yellow skin.
However, it is not ordinary yellow, but the dark yellow color of yellow sand.
The young man looks young, about twenty-two or three years old.
He is well proportioned and slightly taller than Xiao Changfeng.
He was wearing a thin sand yellow martial arts suit and four storage rings on his hands.
As for its strength.
Although this man deliberately hid his breath, Xiao Changfeng still saw it.
The nine levels of Huangwu territory are by no means weak!
"It''s not an ascetic monk, nor does it look like a middle earth warrior. Is it a Xizhou warrior?"
Xiao Changfeng guessed in his heart.
The hot prison desert is full of crises. Even the strong ones in the imperial martial arts realm can''t guarantee that they will be able to pass through.
Although all the ascetic monks I met before are the strength of Huangwu realm.
However, people take suffering as their practice, and it is understandable that they can survive here.
But the young man in front of him.
Obviously, he is not an ascetic monk or a martial artist in Middle Earth.
And it''s just the Imperial military territory, not the strong one in the Imperial military territory.
Then the other party must be Xizhou warrior.
And the one with strong survival ability.
Otherwise, you will never survive in the desert of the burning prison.
"Boy, if it weren''t for saving you, I wouldn''t be exposed. I tell you, if you meet that kind of black bald donkey, stay away as far as possible. It''s a group of madmen!"
The young man calmed down his breath and remembered that there was another man beside him.
Suddenly he coughed and preached.
Xiao Changfeng''s breath is introverted, and he can''t see through Xiao Changfeng''s strength.
However, judging from Xiao Changfeng''s dress, he can also guess his origin.
It must be a warrior from Middle Earth!
These martial arts are all fat sheep. I must perform well this time and strive to make a lot of money.
"Oh? Do you know those people?"
Xiao Changfeng was not in a hurry to leave. At least he met a normal Xizhou man.
There is no harm in knowing more about nature.
"I''ve not only known you, but I''ve also killed a lot. There are not 100 or 70 or 80 black bald donkeys that have died in my hands."
The young man''s nostrils were facing the sky, a proud gesture.
Yu Guang kept glancing at Xiao Changfeng.
I hope to see the eyes of worship.
It''s a pity that Xiao Changfeng has no waves in ancient wells, which makes him a little disappointed.
Alas, there are so few smart people like me that I can''t even see such an obvious hint!
"Boy, my name is mo Wenjian. What''s your name?"
The young man took the initiative to say his name, and then asked Xiao Changfeng with a high attitude.
"Xiao Changfeng!"
Xiao Changfeng didn''t hide it and told his real name directly.
However, Mo Wenjian was not surprised. He didn''t seem to know that this name had already been famous all over the world.
"Are you from Middle Earth? What strength?"
Don''t ask the sword again.
"The emperor''s martial arts is very important!"
Xiao Changfeng looked at Mo Wenjian with interest and didn''t hide it.
The strength of Emperor Wu territory made Mo ask Jian''s eyes flash slightly, but he soon covered it up.
"You should be the first time to enter the desert of the burning prison! There are many dangers here. There are many crazy black bald donkeys. I''m older than you. I''ve been in the desert of the burning prison for more than a year. In the future, you''ll be my little brother. I''ll cover you and keep you out of the desert of the burning prison safely!"
Don''t ask Jian to take the initiative to take Xiao Changfeng as his younger brother.
"By the way, I saved your life just now. Let''s take it as my eldest brother''s gift to meet you. Learn more from my eldest brother in the future. Don''t think you''ll rush up as soon as you break through the imperial martial realm."
"Well, I won''t say much when I meet you for the first time. Now come with me. Brother will take you to do a big job. Don''t worry. I''ll keep you popular and spicy."
Don''t ask Jian. In a few words, he decided the relationship between him and Xiao Changfeng.
And has always regarded himself as a big brother.
Then he swaggered forward.
This makes Xiao Changfeng feel a little funny, but now he needs someone to inquire about Xizhou.
So it doesn''t matter.
"Are there many ascetics here?"
Xiao Changfeng followed Mo Wenjian and asked.
"Xiao Xiaodi, call eldest brother before asking!"
Mo asked Jian with a dissatisfied face, but he still answered Xiao Changfeng''s question.
"There are many, many, very many black bald donkeys here. At least there must be 70000 or 70000, but the yanprison desert is too big. They are distributed everywhere, and they will fight frantically as soon as they meet. They don''t die, so they die quickly."
"As a big brother, I''ll teach you the first rule of desert survival today. Don''t provoke these black bald donkeys. They are a group of madmen. They fight directly when they meet, and explode if they can''t fight."
"The most important thing is that these black bald donkeys are very poor. They don''t even have a storage ring. Fighting with them is purely a loss making business. You must not do it."
Don''t ask the sword to explain to Xiao Changfeng while being vigilant.
As for where he will take Xiao Changfeng, I don''t know for the time being.
"Are you here to practice hard?"
Xiao Changfeng asked again.
Mo Wenjian doesn''t look like an ascetic monk, but it doesn''t look like he''s going to cross the burning prison desert to Middle Earth.
He said he had lived here for more than a year.
Xiao Changfeng can''t guess his identity.
"Fools practice hard. Tell me, big brother is here to make money!"
Don''t ask the sword to sneer.
When it comes to making money, Mo Wenjian''s eyes show a different look.
"Make money?"
Xiao Changfeng is a little surprised. Can he make money in this hot prison desert?
How? Whose money?
"Brother, I''ll tell you first to save you from confusion. From now on, you''ll follow me as a desert hunter!"
"I tell you, this can''t be done casually. You should have strong strength, witty head and extraordinary courage. Although you are worse, follow your brother and ensure that you can become a qualified desert hunter in three or five years!"
Don''t ask Jian. He seems to like Xiao Changfeng''s strength.
Or something else.
At this time, he patted his chest to ensure that he was confident.
Xiao Changfeng was speechless because of the character of the middle two.
"Desert hunter? Who''s the prey?"
Xiao Changfeng heard the word desert hunter for the first time and couldn''t help wondering.
In this hot prison desert, there is no water except danger.
Where do you make money? Who are you hunting?
"Don''t worry, brother, I''ll take you to open your eyes right away."
Mo asked Jian with a confident face, but he was selling off.
Xiao Changfeng was not in a hurry and followed Mo Wenjian forward.
"Here we are!"
Mo Wenjian suddenly stopped. There was still yellow sand all around. Even the ascetic monk couldn''t see one.
"Little brother, don''t blink. The next moment is to witness miracles!"
Mo Wenjie grinned and then took out a fishing rod from the storage ring.
At the next moment, the fishing rod suddenly fell into the sand.
Boom!
A moment later, the yellow sand fluctuated and the earth shook.
A huge dark shadow emerged from the sand.