Wu Xiang secretly clenched his fists, and despair appeared on his face. 'There are wolves in front and tigers behind, and I'm completely in a hopeless situation.'
However, Pudding secretly patted his arm, and her lips curled into a meaningful smile. She said in a low voice, "Driving the wolves to devour the tigers, and coming back from a hopeless situation."
Although Wu Xiang was not stupid, he lacked enough experience in the martial world, so he looked at her in confusion.
Pudding did not explain further and hinted him not to talk. She smiled and said to the hidden sentries, "Brothers, we're thirsty and hot. It's good enough that we can survive. Of course, the number plates are for you. Can you give us a drink?"
"Hmph, you're sensible. Come in with us."
Seeing Pudding's harmless and sensible look, the white man immediately stretched out his hand casually. "Give me the number plates."
Pudding showed a pleading expression and pointed at Song Zhong, who was gradually appearing in the distance. "My brother and I have collected hundreds of number plates. They're all with my brother. When he arrives, we'll definitely persuade him to hand over the number plates. Although the number plates are good, we need to save our lives first. Our throats are so dry that we're about to smoke. Brothers, can you let us go over and drink some water first?"
The eyes of the burly white man and the hidden sentries lit up. Hundreds of number plates! This was a huge income. Even if they divided it equally, each of them would get a lot of money.
However, their natural vigilance still made them a little hesitant. They secretly communicated with each other with their eyes, asking for each other's opinions.
"Who cares if it's true or not. It's just three people. What can they do? Don't forget that the Ice Bear Emperor and the Devil Beast Lord are here. Who dares to act rashly?"
A burly black man could not suppress the greed in his heart and whispered in the ears of the burly white man.
Hearing that, the burly white man felt that it was indeed reasonable. He immediately put on a hideous smile and waved his hand. "Alright, Chopper, give them some water and let them go over first."
"Thank you, thank you, brother."
Pudding took the water bag from the burly black man named Chopper and thanked him repeatedly in fear and trepidation. Then, she pulled Wu Xiang, who was dumbfounded, into the camp of this group of Westerners.
Beside the bonfires along the way, many Westerners who were warming themselves by the fire just glanced at them faintly and ignored them. They did not show any signs of fuss. It seemed that they were not the first batch of Chinese people to come here.
Pudding quietly observed her surroundings and found that most people were sleeping by the bonfire. Only a few people were living in temporary tents. It seemed that they were all important people.
Occasionally, there were martial artists from China in the crowd, but judging by their dejected looks, even if the Westerners did not kill them, their number plates must have been snatched away.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Pudding pulled Wu Xiang and quietly hid in a tent. She first handed the water sack to Wu Xiang, and after drinking a mouthful of water, she took the water sack and drank happily.
"What's next?"
After drinking the water, Wu Xiang became energetic again. He finally understood Pudding's thoughts and asked with admiration in his eyes.
"Song Zhong will definitely clash with them later. Let's find a way to get a few water sacks and leave this place immediately."
Pudding already had a plan, so she made up her mind without hesitation.
"Can't we leave tomorrow morning since we've already diverted the trouble to them?"
Wu Xiang swallowed his saliva and asked reluctantly. After all, people were social creatures, and he was simple-minded. After fleeing all the way to wash away his mental exhaustion, he really wanted to rest here for a night before running away.
"Fool, they will at most have some conflicts, but they will never fight to the death. If we don't leave, we will definitely become the target of public criticism. We won't even know how we die."
Pudding rubbed her temples. Wu Xiang was good at everything, but his experience in Jianghu was too poor, and his brain was not flexible. He was so naive that it gave people a headache.
Wu Xiang gave a hollow laugh. "Well, I'll listen to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of shouting and fighting in the distance. The Western martial artists who were lying on the ground by the bonfire got up one after another, took up their weapons and rushed over.
Wu Xiang noticed that many Shenzhou martial artists were used as cannon fodder by the Western martial artists and were driven to rush to the front to participate in the battle. He could not help but feel sad and suddenly remembered what Ding Ning had said before. Why did people from China yearn for the paradise of the West?
Buddha said that all living beings were equal, but could they really be equal? If they were really equal, why would these hateful Western martial artists force the Shenzhou martial artists to be cannon fodder?
Unconsciously, the seed planted in his heart by Ding Ning began to take root and sprout, and something called national righteousness quickly blossomed and bore fruit in his heart.
"Go!"
Pudding did not think so much. Seeing that Song Zhong and the Western martial artists were fighting, and even the big shots living in the tents were alarmed and rushed over, she immediately pulled Wu Xiang and jumped out of the tent like a nimble leopard cat. She hurriedly filled a few water bags with water, and ran through the gathering place into the darkness without looking back.
Even after running for dozens of miles, the earth-shaking sounds of fighting could still be faintly heard behind them. Pudding and Wu Xiang could not help but be speechless. Song Zhong's strength was really amazing. Under the siege of so many people, he could still fight for so long. He really deserved to be called the second most ruthless person.
Unfortunately, what they did not know was that the sounds of fighting were not only from Song Zhong and the Western martial artists, but also from a group of wolf riders who were rushing through the night. When they saw that the Westerners were actually besieging a person from China, they could not stand it anymore and joined the battle. Especially after seeing Holy Master Warcraft, the battle escalated again. The wolf riders began to kill crazily.
Although the Heavenly Venerate Magical Beast and the Ice Bear Emperor had gathered thousands of people under their command, there were also close to three thousand wolf cavalrymen. In addition, there was also a group of Holy Maiden Tribesmen helping them by setting up a formation. The western martial artists were slaughtered until they wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves as they fled in all directions.
Lang Kui sat on the back of the wolf dispiritedly, watching this battle that had no suspense at all. His face showed deep worry.
After entering the desert, they had been walking along the map provided by Ye Yingying. Unfortunately, they had never found the young master. Instead, they encountered the holy maiden tribesmen who were besieged by man-eating ants.
Lang Kui did not want to meddle in other people's business, but Ye Yingying, Eighth Junior Sister, and Little Junior Sister begged bitterly, so he could only lend a helping hand.
Fortunately, it was only a small group of man-eating ants. There were not many of them, only tens of thousands of them. After a few rounds of attacks from the wolf riders, they fled and successfully rescued the holy maiden tribesmen.
Those holy maiden tribesmen were scared out of their wits. They cried and begged to take them with them. The wolf riders did not want to take these burdens with them, but Feng Wu was soft-hearted. Under her decision, the wolf riders had no choice but to take them with them.
Along the way, they also met the disciples of the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa. They were not as lucky as the holy maiden tribesmen. All of them were forced to hand over fresh water and number plates by the wolf riders, and then they were left to fend for themselves.
With the sufficient fresh water reserves that the wolf riders had prepared, even if there were hundreds of holy maiden tribesmen, they did not have to worry about water shortage. What Lang Kui was worried about was Mistress Yun's injury. If they could not find the young master in a short time, Mistress Yun, who had been unconscious all the time, would be in danger.
Therefore, after a discussion among the commanders of the wolf riders, they unanimously decided to leave the marked area on the map and march overnight into the unmarked dangerous area to find the young master. This was also the reason why the wolf riders appeared in the gathering place of the western warriors in the middle of the night.
An unexpected battle soon ended with the Holy Master of Warcraft and the Ice Bear Emperor fleeing in panic. The wolf riders did not want to kill more people. Those who voluntarily knelt down and surrendered and gave up resistance were only taken away with their number plates.
They did not even ask for fresh water. They let them go.
However, Song Zhong, who was rescued by the wolf riders, did not even say thank you. He carried his sister's body and left alone, covered with cuts and bruises. This made the holy maiden tribesmen curse him as an ingrate.
On the other hand, the wolf riders did not think much of it. They had only saved Song Zhong in passing and did not expect him to be deeply grateful.
The only thing that disappointed them was that these western warriors did not know Ding Ning's whereabouts. This made the wolf riders very depressed. They could only rest for a while before continuing their journey.
Feng Pianwu stayed by Ling Yun's side, taking care of her. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert was huge. The sun during the day was scorching hot, enough to make a person's skin bald.
She held up a piece of clothing to shield Ling Yun from the scorching sun and used a soaked handkerchief to wipe her sweat from time to time to cool her down. At night, when the wind was bone-chilling, she wrapped Ling Yun in a thick animal skin and held her in her arms to protect her from the cold.
It could be said that if not for her careful care, Ling Yun would not have survived until now. Therefore, the wolf riders quickly accepted Feng Pianwu, this kind and generous new mistress, from the bottom of their hearts.
"Report! There are signs of a large-scale battle with desert creatures ahead. "
The wolf rider scout in charge of scouting galloped back to the front of the army, rolling off the back of his wolf and kneeling on one knee with cupped fists.
Lang Kui's body was weak, so Lang Yuan was temporarily the commander-in-chief of the army. Lang Rong and Lang Yu were assisting from the side. After receiving the scout's detailed report, they immediately began to discuss.
Lang Rong was more conservative and calm. He thought that they should circle around the battlefield to find traces of the young master. Lang Yu was more radical. He thought that the young master might be surrounded by the desert creatures and that they should lead the army to find out what was going on.
Lang Yuan could not make up his mind. Although he felt that both of them were reasonable, as the commander-in-chief, he had to be responsible for everyone's safety. Moreover, there was still an unconscious young mistress in the army. He could not risk her life.
After some thought, Lang Yuan made a decision. The army would circle around and send a group of elite soldiers to check the biological clock of the desert to see if the young master was there.
Lang Yu was young and impetuous. He immediately volunteered to personally lead a group of wolf riders to investigate the scene. Lang Yuan firmly opposed it and would not agree no matter what.
Helpless, Lang Yu could only ask his older brother Lang Kui for help. Only when Lang Kui spoke did Lang Yuan agree.
In truth, Lang Kui was also unwilling to let Lang Yu take the risk. However, Lang Yu's attitude was firm and he urgently wanted to make contributions to convince the others so that he could be promoted. As his older brother, he could only agree to his request.
Thus, Lang Yu led a small group of a hundred men away from the main army and headed straight for the center of the desert creatures' battlefield.
Before leaving, his junior sister's eyes were filled with tears. She repeatedly warned him to be careful and that she would wait for him to return. This made Lang Yu feel like he was a hero and he almost wanted to give up on the scouting mission.
Fortunately, his willpower was strong. He hugged his junior sister tightly and told her to wait for his return. Then, he resolutely turned around and left, leaving the blushing junior sister standing there in a daze.
Lang Kui smiled in relief. If his younger brother could find the girl he loved and get married early, he would have one less worry on his mind.
Then, he sneaked a glance at his eighth junior sister who was looking at him affectionately. He could not help but feel a surge of sweetness in his heart. He felt as if his spring had come.
However, he had never been in love before and his eighth junior sister was also very ignorant about relationships. Although they were in love, they did not know how to break through the thin layer of window paper. This caused Lang Kui to feel quite vexed.
Lang Yuan grinned. Hehe, this was a little interesting. This pair of bachelor brothers had finally met their fated person. This made him a little envious, but he was even more happy.
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