One day, the clouds were faint and they had reached an unknown desert.

In addition to the most terrifying ashes desert, the most desolate land - the sand field, is connected with the ashes desert as the center.

This land still maintains a wild state. Those who live here are primitive ethnic groups, and there are no established countries. Moreover, because the land here is too barren, it is impossible for ordinary people to come here except for the occasional adventurers.

Yang Zheng and his party were in the sand. Suddenly, they heard noisy people in the distance. They ran up a high slope and saw hundreds of dromedary red camels running fast there. The red camel was riding on the red camel, with swords flashing, chasing a black rider in front.

The smoke and dust filled the eyes and couldn't see the specific appearance of those people, but their outfits were much higher than those of the natives, at least they also had fabrics.

The person riding on the dark horse in front kept screaming, and Yang Zheng heard it clearly, it was the woman's voice.

Yang Zheng frowned slightly. He was no longer a passionate boy when he came to this world. He was unwilling to interfere in this kind of battle between tribes because they were all barbarians. Barbarians had their own set of survival rules, just like treating wild animals. You cannot kill hungry wolves just because of sympathy with white rabbits, but you don’t know that hungry wolves are just eating rabbits because of survival rules.

What's more... the rabbit in front of me seems to be quite fierce.

I saw people riding a dark horse turning back from time to time, bent their bows and shot arrows, and people chasing behind them fell from time to time.

The crowd chasing out loud whistles. They picked up long ropes made into rings at the front end and kept spinning. Then they threw them towards the dark horse, which was the method of the nomadic people to capture each other alive. It seemed that this was not a killing, but to capture the person riding the dark horse.

"Dad, what are they doing?" Mixueer asked with her head raised.

Yang Zheng turned her body over and looked at him, saying, "It's nothing, don't look at it, we still have to hurry."

He waved to Zi Xin. The two of them turned their horse's heads and walked down the slope.

As he walked, Yang Zheng's eyebrows frowned slightly. As the sound of horse hooves behind him was getting closer and closer, the people actually came in this direction. A moment later, a horse neighed suddenly from the high slope. Then a black horse with a rope around his neck fell to the ground, and the horse's people also rolled down and rolled down more than a dozen along the yellow sand dune.

More than a hundred red camels then appeared on the top of the high slope, emitting a rasp of indigenous language.

The woman fell off the horse and disheveled her hair. She got up from the ground and ran towards Yang Zheng and the others. She was originally a rumor in native language, but when she saw that Yang Zheng and the others did not respond, she suddenly shouted "Help".

Yang Zheng was stunned. Because although this sound was awkward, it was definitely a common term in the Southern Continent.

He let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands. If it were the natives, he would not interfere with the housework, but the situation seemed to be different now.

The Red Camel team obviously saw Yang Zheng, and many people took out bows and arrows and shot them.

The arrows flew one meter in front of Yang Zheng and were bounced away by an invisible air wall. The natives who saw this scene shouted in horror.

The woman was also stunned for a moment, and then ran towards Yang Zheng and the others faster.

Yang Zheng lowered his head and said to Mixueer: "Good daughter, don't look with your head down!"

He pressed Mi Xueer's head into his arms, then gently squeezed the horse's belly, and rushed towards the Red Camel team with a helping woman. The arrows were still shot and were bounced away without exception. Yang Zheng did not draw his sword, but rushed into the Red Camel team with a heavy sword. With a blow, more than ten people were knocked down from the hunchback in the blink of an eye.

The native vagrants who had been scared to the point of being yelled, but unfortunately Yang Zheng couldn't understand. Soon, nearly half of the people in the land were beaten to hunchbacks.

Yang Zheng did not kill him, but just like this, they made them retreat continuously, and the remaining people finally scattered with birds and beasts.

Yang Zheng didn't go after him, and trotted back with his horse.

This was just a small episode, not even an accident. Yang Zheng didn't care about the natives and vagrants who fell to the ground. He was very cautious in his actions. They could only recover their movements after lying for a while.

The rescued woman had already stood up, her hair was spread out on both sides, and she was staring at Yang Zheng with her bright eyes.

The eyes were a little scared and more bold, and you could tell at a glance that she was a very personalityful woman.

She may not be as thrilling as Scarlett, Rachel and others, and her brown skin does not quite match Yang Zheng's aesthetic view, but her big and lively eyes add a lot of points, black and bright, and her figure is currently Yang Zheng's place.

The wildest woman is wearing skins of unknown animals, which are made of tightly attached to her elastic body, slender but not exposed, making her more attractive.

However, Yang Zheng's attention is not on the woman's appearance and figure.

I didn't look closely just now, but now he regrets his actions just now, because this woman also looks like a nomad.

Whether she is dressed or her wild appearance, she gives people the feeling that nomads advocate nature. Yang Zheng was deceived by her mainland-speaking "life-saving". However, at this point, Yang Zheng also had to ask a few more questions. Since she has saved her, she should understand it. Everything is casual.

Yang Zheng stopped in front of her, jumped off his horse, and asked, "Can you speak mainland language?"

Sure enough, the woman was stunned for a long time before slowly responding: "I... don't... understand... say... again... okay?"

Yang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, and as expected: "Okay, I understand."

This woman should be able to say something, but it's just a little bit, and it's even difficult to communicate.

This is not a problem for Yang Zheng. The use of psychic techniques is the easiest to use at this time, because Yang Zheng can directly project his own problems into the other party's heart, without words, just eyes.

He immediately took off the water bag and gave the woman some water first. When her spirits improved, Yang Zheng asked her to look in his eyes.

"You look into my eyes, what do I say, what do you answer?"

The woman stared at horror and retreated repeatedly like a ghost. Obviously, Yang Zheng's way of directly projecting the problem into the other party's heart was too bizarre and even terrifying.

Yang Zheng grabbed her arm and she struggled hard, but Yang Zheng's spiritual energy penetrated her body, controlling her body to prevent movement, and at the same time using spiritual techniques to soothe the other party's nervous mood.

Taking two steps, the woman calmed down, but she went from looking at Yang Zheng's eyes to fear and awe. Spiritual abilities can easily affect a person's senses. Fear and awe are just a line, but there is a world of difference.

"Tell me what your name is?"

"Mu You!"

"Tell me, why are you being chased?"

...

Yang Zheng easily obtained the information he wanted. Mu You turned out to be a tribe girl from a large clan in the sand field. They had lived in this sand field for thousands of years and occupied a large oasis. However, some time ago, a ground fire cave suddenly appeared in the center of the oasis, and slurry and toxic gases were sprayed out from time to time.

The plants in the oasis are gradually withering, and the great witches in the clan pray for a solution to the gods. The answer they got was to sacrifice a girl's body to the God of Fire to calm the God of Fire.

Mu You is the daughter of the clan leader. For these barbarians, being selected for sacrifices among the clan is the supreme glory. Even if he sacrifices his life, the clan leader decided to make his daughter a sacrifice without saying a word. In his opinion, this was even the "welfare" he fought for for his daughter, which he finally obtained with the privileges of the clan leader.

But Mu You is different from ordinary tribe girls. When she was young, she lived in her mother's tribe for a while. It was at that time that she met an adventurer from the central region of the Southern Continent.

He was a learned alchemist. Because he had received the favor of Mu You's mother, he gave Mu You a lot of knowledge and told Mu You many stories about the outside world of the sand.

It was the experience of my childhood that planted a seed in Mu You's heart. Over the past ten years, the seed not only did not wither, but gradually grew. Mu You was very smart. She did not tell others the knowledge that the sorcerer taught her and the stories about the wonderful world outside the sand domain, because knowing that all this is taboo in the sand domain.

She even secretly learned the common language of the mainland, hoping to one day get out of the sand domain.

However, the turning point in life made all this happen early, and she was actually dedicated by her father as a sacrifice. This task that was extremely glorious for ordinary tribes was a disaster for her. Mu You, who was stubborn and had his own set of ideas, chose to escape from this wild land without hesitation.

But the sand domain is too big. For Mu You, who has been living on this land since he was born, leaving here is like a fantasy.
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