March later, late autumn.

Frost dyes the earth.

From the western line of Cangyue, crossing the sad wasteland northward and crossing the Great Rift Valley of Macedonia, it is the border of Liuyun Kingdom.

Liuyun Kingdom is the largest country in the Blue Wind Continent, but it is also the most barren country. Its water and soil environment is similar to that of ancient China's northern border.

The land is vast and sparsely populated, and it is extremely desolate. Most of the land is brown soil without any nutrients.

Liuyun Kingdom is also a country composed of multiple clans and tribes. It lives by grass.

In the harsh weather and geographical environment, all the clans of Liuyun are fierce and easy to kill, and they respect the warriors. The god they believe in is Moshtar, the god of cruelty and power!

Currently, the fierce Qiang tribe is the most powerful among all clans. King Liuyun is the current leader of the Qiang tribe, Lumbalo.

In addition to producing the famous furs and warriors in the mainland, Liuyun Kingdom also has the largest iron ore vein on the mainland.

In the Femir Mountains in the east of Liuyun Kingdom, the best founder on the continent is inhabited by the plateau dwarves.

Every year, the weapons cast by the plateau dwarves for Liuyun Kingdom bring huge benefits to the Qiang people.

The dwarf is the best blacksmith and the most powerful warrior.

The blacksmith hammer with a height of more than 100 kilograms in their hands is a weapon for combat. The heavier the blacksmith hammer, the more powerful the dwarf casting technology he can use. It is said that the oldest among the dwarves, the only casting master in the continent, the dwarf chief Terisov, can wield two large blacksmith hammers of more than 500 kilograms, which is already scary to think about. Even the bravest Qiang people dare not provoke them, and only ask the dwarf casting master to build weapons for them with the most noble etiquette.

The Liuyun Kingdom borders the Weirong Kingdom in the northeast, forming a three-legged tripod with the Cangyue Kingdom.

On this day, a small caravan appeared in the town of Herita, a tribe of Liuyun. Eight pack horses were driven by spices and gold and silver jewelry, driven by six men.

The leader, who can be seen from a glance, is an authentic Liuyun man with thick joints, vicissitudes of face, high nose and deep eyes, and a big hand as rough as tree bark.

The next five people, wearing big cloaks, covered their entire bodies.

Herita is the first stop of the Sad Wasteland Business Road. From Cangyue Realm to Liuyun Realm, there are a large number of caravans. A large part of the fur and weapons produced by Liuyun Kingdom are dumped into Cangyue Kingdom, and then sold to all over the world by Cangyue's big merchants. The daily necessities that Liuyun Kingdom is extremely lacking usually enter from this business road.

For this reason, bandits were rampant in the wasteland.

The giant thieves in the wasteland that come and go like the wind are nightmares for major caravans. In order to make huge profits, caravans usually unite to form merchant groups, or hire mercenaries to escort at any cost. The number of merchant groups will reach at least 200.

A small caravan with only six people appeared in Herita, which was more eye-catching than a large caravan with thousands.

This means that they avoided the interception of the giant thieves with only the power of six people.

Liuyun Kingdom is a country that respects the brave.

The small caravan was at the gate of Herita, and after a brief inquiry, he was released by the defenders.

Three hours later, the famous Kemiya Merchant also entered Herita, and they brought amazing news that the Iron Hooker Giant Thieves Group in the sad wasteland was killed in the center of the wasteland, and all the dead were killed with one knife or one arrow. According to the verification by the Kemiya Merchant's most experienced guard leader, the Giant Thieves died for only a few hours. When the Kemiya Merchant discovered the bodies of the Giant Thieves, even the blood was still warm.

As the news came, all the major caravans were happy and encouraged.

Tie Hook is the cruelest giant thief in the sad wasteland. They may not be the largest number, and their strength is not the strongest, but their means are the most vicious. All the caravans that were successfully hijacked by them were cruelly cut off and died. It is not that there is no strong mercenary group that wanted to wipe them out, but the whereabouts of Tie Hook were secretly followed by equestrian masters. They came and went as fast as lightning, and all the encircled and suppressed people returned in disgrace.

Now, the iron hook player has been finally destroyed.

How could it not be inspired by the caravans? But who was the one who killed the iron hook?

The merchants were talking and guessing excitedly in the restaurant in Herita.

The defenders at the gate of the town were also surrounded by people with strong curiosity.

They want to inquire about the merchant group or mercenary group that has entered Herita in the past half day.

"E...E..." The captain of the city guard soldier flipped the record: "The last half day...the last half day, except for a small six-person caravan more than three hours ago, there is no special caravan or mercenary group."

"Oh?" Everyone sighed in disappointment.

Of course they would not believe that it was the small six-man caravan that killed nearly a hundred people. They all speculated that the warriors who destroyed the iron hook had left the wasteland from another road.

After a brief rest in Herita.

A small six-man caravan sold the spices and jewelry they shipped to the Herita store at a very low price. Their goods were not large and did not cause any major uproar.

After the small caravan sold the goods, they moved into a hotel in Herita.

Six people took a small courtyard, and the Liuyun people with scimitars quickly left the hotel through the small gate.

After the remaining five people carefully checked the surrounding environment, the door was quickly closed.

The big cloak was lifted down, revealing five slightly tired but extremely determined faces.

It was the "Blood Cross" led by Yang Zheng!

"Fuck! Those dog shits are good to cut, and chop off my butt." Taking off the windbreaker, Yu Lei covered his butt and cursed.

The other people looked at each other and smiled, but there was a hideous dark red on them, as if they were caught from the blood.

After taking off all his clothes, several people scooped out cold water from the large bucket prepared in the yard and poured it on themselves.

The water flowed through the wounds of flesh turning outward, causing their muscles to tremble.

Several people turned blue with cold faces, but they laughed loudly while talking, looking extremely refreshed.

"It's been a long time since I killed someone so quickly!" Hongshi licked his lips. Although he was fair and handsome here, he was the one who wanted the most to kill people.

"Damn it, a group of useless people seeking death, what a hooker, it's so funny!" Liu Ruofei mocked.

Meng Xun said depressedly: "Don't you say that, don't you realize that we are much more profitable than in the death camp before? I used to kill knives, but just now I fought with those iron hook hands, as if the knife had eyes. Once I cut them down, they were their key points, as if my hands would unconsciously change the trajectory of the knife!"

After hearing what he said, the others fell silent. After thinking about it carefully, it was true.

Thinking of the later, everyone's eyes lit up a little, looking at Yang Zheng who had been silently cleaning his wounds.

After the Jinchuang Medicine was full of good luck, all five people went into the house to rest.

In the battle of the sad wasteland, the "Blood Cross" that was trained by Yang Zheng, released its powerful combat power for the first time.

The coordination and cooperation between the five people really deserved to be good at both offense and defense. At first, they encountered the giant Iron Hooker thief, and used several rounds of bows and arrows to kill more than 20 people. In the later close combat, the fierce "Blood Cross" truly exerted Yang Zheng's bloody sword technique. The blood hunting knife exerted a powerful lethality in the battle. The Iron Hooker, who has always been known for his cruelty, left behind more than 60 corpses and fled in a hurry.

Hongshi and others admire Yang Zheng more and more.

Who else in the world can turn a group of desperate people into super warriors in just three months?

Everyone understands that the gap between themselves and now three months ago and the task of assassinating Zuo Qingzi will never become slim.

But there is real hope of success.

The four people fell asleep quickly, and the physical energy they consumed could only be restored by sufficient sleep. In this world without expression, Yang Zheng instilled the concept of time in their first training.

A truly powerful warrior must learn to make full use of every minute and every second.

Especially when performing tasks, any second is precious.

Strong explosive power, precise time control ability, perfect cooperation.

Nothing is indispensable.

Yang Zheng found a separate room, sat alone with his knees on his knees.

His heart was empty, like a tense clockwork for three months. The moment he suddenly relaxed, there was extremely empty and silent.

For three months, he has been desperately training himself to brutally squeeze his body's potential in all possible ways. Sometimes, he simply thinks that he has a tendency to be self-abuse. This is very likely, no matter who has experienced such a big change in life and has experienced a bloody life like hell, his psychology will not be unchanged.

Yang Zheng knew very well that his spirit was no longer normal.

On earth, he is the perverted murderer who is afraid of everyone.

After three months of inhuman training, his personality changed a little qualitatively again. Yang Zheng clearly realized that he was not crazy about blood, but was completely cold. When he slaughtered the iron hook, his indifference and coldness at that time seemed to be cutting a lifeless straw, so cold that he couldn't believe it.

There is almost no human breath.

It is precisely this kind of personality that even he is a little chilling.

Yang Zheng looked ahead blankly.

Such a personality is good or bad!

He silently took out the jade flute he carried with him, put it in his rough palm and slowly rubbed it. At that moment, a rare tenderness appeared in his eyes...

Xiaoyan...

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It was dark, and as soon as the night came, the wind blowing from the wasteland became violent.

In the small town of Herita, where the wind and sand are filled with wind, only the hyacinths on the tower are shaking violently, bringing a hint of light to the distance.

The whole town was pitch black.

The harsh weather environment has caused town residents and caravans to enter the house early to rest.

Most of them have to get up early tomorrow, and the capital Manzita is the primary goal of major caravans, where they can find more suitable buyers and make greater profits.

A black shadow was running fast on the streets of the town filled with wind and sand.

Soon I entered a small hotel next to the road.

The door of the courtyard where Yang Zheng is located was knocked.

After an afternoon of rest, a group of people in the "Blood Cross" just woke up from their sleep. In the courtyard, Hongshi was wiping the blood in his hands, while Meng Xun held a large millstone in the courtyard. Yulei and Liu Ruofei bent over and whispered there, occasionally making very naughty laughs.

When he suddenly heard the knock on the door, a group of people suddenly stopped their hands and several cold lights flashed in their eyes.

When you hear the unique rhythm of knocking on the door.
To be continued...