The plateau warriors were indeed not afraid of death. The wind chased the black dragon that flew towards the first mountain on the ground. They also turned over and chased them behind. Even though they knew that their bows and arrows could not cause harm to the black dragon, they followed.

They clearly saw the impact, and then the human dragon separated. For some reason, the human dragon returned to the back of the black dragon. The black dragon rolled against the cliff, trying hard to get rid of it. When they arrived near, the black dragon smashed down and hit the snow of two hundred meters. The earth shook for a while. They rushed over and arrived near. Regardless of whether the dragon was still alive, they took out their scimitar and stabbed the dragon head together.

Feng looked up and saw Cui Ming falling down, at a speed a little fast, Cui Ming's Force umbrella could not hold on. Feng smiled and took out a cigar and ordered it... How could it be lit in a short time? Feng looked at Cui Ming smashing it in front of him: "Is it fun?"

"You bitch." Cui Ming's Force was shocked. Did he make a mistake? Can you help? Although he can't die from falling, he may be injured.

The wind burned the cigar: "It's ignition, it's busy."

Cui Ming smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand, Feng reached out to pull Cui Ming up. Cui Ming looked at the dragon's corpse and said proudly: "I have invented a new method of slaying dragons. The bigger the dragon, the stronger the strength, the slower it flew, and the less flexible it was. It took a lot of time to turn around."

"Are you thinking about dying?"

"It's not about dying, it's about killing the death." Cui Ming said: "I didn't want to come back alive."

"What's hanging on you?"

"Dragon blood, some flesh and internal organs..." Cui Ming patted his body and walked towards the group of soldiers: "Who are the heads?"

Everyone stood up, walked towards Cui Ming, then knelt on one knee, with the knife behind him, and put his hands on his chest, and answered with the highest etiquette: "Dear Warrior, thank you for your help."

"Don't do this." Cui Ming hurriedly took out the Zhu Ni token: "You boss asked me to tell me to take in and treat the refugees of the tribe next door well."

Everyone got up, and a leader came over, took the token and looked at it for a while: "Since the chief has an order, we will definitely do it."

Cui Ming said: "Don't worry about us, you still have something to do."

The fire in the city was about to be put out, and the soldiers still said some scenes before heading towards the city. Cui Ming saw them go far away and said, "Let's wait for a day, take advantage of the fire to get some supplies, and go to the desert tomorrow."

Feng asked: "What?"

"It feels something is wrong." Cui Ming said: "When I was on the dragon's back, I already felt the power fluctuation. I opened the power to the maximum before I could control it."

The force equivalent is not equal to the force that can be used. Generally speaking, the force equivalent of a practitioner is continuous. Because of the body's limitations, excessive use of force will damage the body. If the body cannot bear the force, the skin will crack and the flesh will roll back, and this position will no longer provide the force. This has a short-term sequelae. Before the body is fully recovered, using the force will cause the force of the injured part to backlash, causing the force of the whole body to be uncontrolled. There is also a major risk, which may cause the internal organs to be damaged due to the excessive power of the original power, passively entering the condensation state, and may even die directly.

Cui Ming was wearing a leather jacket, a close-fitting denim leather jacket. Feng opened the button and saw the wound...

Feng Dao: "Let's go, find a place to rest, I'll prepare some supplies. I'll destroy the Force... Damn it, I'll teach you this."

Cui Ming smiled and destroyed the Force and walked towards the main city. Since he learned that Force was sick, his way of doing things has changed greatly. Fortunately, it was not bad. Feng was unlucky, but it was better to hurt one of them than a group of injuries. Cui Ming understood Feng's inner pressure.

...

Although its tribe was also attacked by dragons and suffered heavy losses, the soldiers put out the fire and transported a large amount of food from the military warehouse to prepare for refugees. These foods are part of the Eternal Alliance's trade plan. The Eternal Alliance exchanges grain for fur, wild ginseng, etc., and rice and flour are very precious food on the plateau. If the Ye family opens the Beiyang cargo ship, it will be directly beneficial to the Zhu Ni tribe. The tribe has an outlet and is qualified to build a dock.

In the absence of business, lack of supplies, the most direct way is to rob it.

Cui Ming and Feng were not interested in rice and horses because it was too ordinary for them, and roasting whole sheep was a luxury. The two of them were lying in a hunter's hut in the suburbs. Cui Ming and Feng were complacent about killing the dragon clan, but they did not want others to treat them respectfully because of this kind of thing. Respect is OK, but respect is too much. With their warrior calls, Cui Ming and Feng ran away.

The wind killed the sheep, took firewood, made a fire-proof fire in the hunter's hut with soil and stones, threw the sheep to Cui Ming, and went to the main city to collect supplies. The Zhu Ni tribe had no camels, only horses. They had to bring enough food and drink, and they had to bring fifty kilograms of bacon. No problem, and by the way, they proved that they were not hollowed out by the wine. It was a bit troublesome to drink. They had to collect sheepskin bags, and it was almost enough to bring a dozen. The others... were gone.

Feng is very efficient in doing things. Although he is respected, this guy doesn't ask others to get things, but steals things by himself. Feng is very reluctant to have the feeling of repaying kindness and would rather be more obscene. As for why he thinks stealing is better than asking for things, who knows?

Because of the dragon attack, there were horses everywhere in the suburbs. Feng chose two, put the substance on one horse, and brought the other horse back. He tied the horse, Feng pushed open the door of the hunter's hut and saw Cui Ming unconscious on the ground. Feng was the first thought at that time, damn, you have chosen the time of the attack of the Force disease.

He had no good idea, so he could only take over the roasted sheep and wait for Cui Ming to wake up. The wind transformed the fire into a growth shape in front of Cui Ming's body, so that he could ensure that Cui Ming would not be frozen to death.

When the sheep were roasted and ready to eat, Cui Ming woke up. Feng wanted to ask Cui Ming if he was pretending to be dead? However, Cui Ming got up very uncomfortable, knelt down and bent down, coughed constantly, and then coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then he took a deep breath. After taking a while, Cui Ming sat by the fire like no one, tearing the mutton in his hand: "Is it cooked?"

"Harry legs." Feng didn't comment on what happened just now, and asked: "Did you believe it?"

"Take it." Cui Ming said: "When I saw Fenghuo in the hotel, I thought I might go north. I am a careful person."

Fengdao: "Keep dead, you are in this state, don't mess around on the road."

Cui Ming said: "Every time I have an attack, I feel weaker, especially in the state of destruction, I feel that I can't step steadily. If I don't open the Force, how can I get to the desert?"

Fengdao: "Carry it."

Cui Ming smiled with teeth and reached out to fist with Feng. Feng was too lazy to pay attention. Cui Ming turned his right hand and took out a cigar from Feng's shirt pocket, burned it on the fire, and said leisurely: "Why not have a dragon again?"

Feng sighed: "Satisfied, you have been practicing the Force for six years and you can catch up with the battle with Long, even if you haven't wasted these six years."

"Well, that's why there are hunters and practitioners who have goals and beliefs are always happier to live." Cui Ming said: "Wind, stop playing with women."

Feng Hehe smiled: "I'm tired of it early and I feel like I have no meaning at all. If you didn't contact me, I might be on Sakura Island now. The upper class, the powerful, are very similar to us. They have no goals in life, they can't spend all their money, and they can't play with women."

"This is a very ambitious goal." Cui Ming said: "If they are not reincarnated well, their lives require the lower class to work hard for the rest of their lives."

"Reincarnation is a technical job."

...

The next morning, Cui Ming and Feng were outside the hunter's hut, watching the arrival of refugees. The refugees first arrived at the town, where they had arranged carriages and other means of transportation and prepared food, but the town was really small, and most people still had to come to the main city. From the perspective of gentlemen, the people of the Zhu Ni tribe are real heroes. From the perspective of villain mentality, the orders of Zhu Ni and the Dragon Slaying Heroes, and the alliance's support is imminent, so hurry up and use up the stored food so that the alliance can get food.

Cui Ming watched them take them out of the main city and then turned over the horse. Cui Ming's horse riding level was very average, and he learned to ride a camel when he went to the desert. Fortunately, the horse was very gentle. After Cui Ming got on the horse, the horse followed the front horse, and the wind led the horse in front. In this way, the two arrived at the glacier and headed the horse south.

Hundreds of years ago, after the truce of the Pigne tribe and the Romier tribe wanted to open the Silk Road and head to the southeast to the city of Nodo. ​​Soon the waterway pier opened and passed, and the amount of supplies transported by ships was not comparable to that of horses or camels.

Therefore, there is no road here, but there is no need for roads.

The north of Chuxiao Desert can be said to be an oasis. Although it is mainly sand, due to the continuous flow of glaciers, there are many plants and animals here, and the water source is everywhere. It is a beautiful alluvial plain. But ordinary people will not want to live here because mosquitoes and small insects can eat you raw.

Cui Ming destroyed the Force and was immediately attacked by mosquitoes. Feng unloaded the supplies, carried them on his body, and then beat the horses, and the two horses went back to the way they came. Cui Ming looked at it and said, "If you have money, you have to buy two horses."

"Come up, I'll carry you."

"Boist hair, wait until I get sick again." Cui Ming showed his power and led the way: "Let's go."

Feng Dada scolded: "Damn, then you can help memorize it."

Cui Ming was quite moved when he reentered the desert. A group of prisoners were all dead, only himself was left, he survived and became a cultivator. His strength improved rapidly and he quickly entered the ranks of masters. With the aura of masters, he came back, but he came to accept death. He ended wherever he started.

The two of them moved forward very quickly. As Cui Ming said, Feng's body was hollowed out by wine. After only thirty kilometers, he shouted that he was tired and wanted to rest. Cui Ming looked at the sky, and it was almost noon. It is said that ultraviolet rays hurt the skin... Can the force resist ultraviolet rays? It seems to have a certain effect. Cui Ming and Feng raised their tents, took a nap, and prepared to rush to the evening.
Chapter completed!