Above the stars

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

The iron hooves of the big black horse tapped lightly on the ground, making a crisp and rhythmic sound without any speed or slowness.

Dressed in white robes and black horses, everyone's eyes were focused on the old man walking slowly from the middle of the village.

Winger, the white robe of the Flame Shrine, one of the most powerful men in Lingyang Region.

The big black horse stopped behind the Flame Army's array. The winger looked at Tang Bandit, who was surrounded by the crowd and targeted by hundreds of guns, and asked aloud: "Are you Tang Bandit?"

"Yes." Bandit Tang said with a smile.

"Who is the master of air control?" Winger's eyes fell on Fenghuang's face. Obviously, he also saw that this girl's appearance and temperament definitely did not look like she grew up in the old soil.

Maybe it was okay before the catastrophe, but after the catastrophe, the old land would no longer be able to produce girls with such a clear appearance and such outstanding temperament.

In the old land, everyone tried their best to live, and it was inevitable that they would be a little anxious and cruel.

"That's right, it's her." Tang Bandi followed the winger's eyes and said with a smile.

"."Phoenix.

Does this guy have any character? Sell ​​teammates like this every time?

how? Want me to attract fire again?

Sure enough, the winger's eyes fell on Fenghuang. He looked at Fenghuang thoughtfully for a while and asked, "Did you kill Bian Zhenxin?"

"Who is Bian Zhenxin?" Fenghuang asked.

After falling to the old earth, she killed many people.

However, she never remembered anyone's name.

"Bian Zhenxin is the black robe of our Flame Shrine, and he is also my son." Winger said.

"Oh. It turned out to be that pervert." Phoenix nodded and said, "Yes, I killed him."

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The winger didn't like to hear that.

Although his son is dead, he is his son after all.

When he saw the phoenix for the first time, he roughly knew why his son was killed.

It wasn't the first time he had done something like this, but he didn't expect that he would hit the wall this time. The woman he provoked was a master of air control.

"I don't care why you kill people, I just need to make sure it's you who killed them." Winger said.

"You mean, he can kill people and set fires without committing any evil, but as long as you resist or kill him, you will have to take responsibility?" Phoenix looked at the winger with a mocking look on his face and said, "Is this the teachings of the Flame Shrine? Still What a dirty organization.”

Winger's eyes were stern, but his voice was extremely calm, and he said: "You can be angry or lose your temper, but this is the law of survival in the old land. The weak will eat the strong, and it is natural."

"Who did you kill? It happened to be my son. Therefore, you and your friends will die. I will use your heads to pay homage to Bian Zhenxin."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Phoenix sneered and said, "If you miss him so much, I can send you to see him."

The winger looked at Phoenix in confusion and asked, "Now, do you think you still have a chance to escape?"

He really found it strange that this woman didn't have any fear at all?

Although she is an expert in the air control realm, they have flame armies, predators, and practitioners dispatched from the Lingyang region.

It can be said that the entire Henshan human gathering area and most of Lingyang's armed forces are gathered here.

Want to break out of the siege just by relying on the Qi Control realm? Whimsical.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"Sir, that kid is also a master." The bloody finger pointed at Tang Bandit and said, "He is also in the air control realm."

When Tang Bandit and Phoenix came out just now, he saw it with his own eyes.

The Tang bandit wielded his sword with Qi, and his crisp and clean killing method was unforgettable.

Bloody Hand is a killer, and killers are ruthless.

However, when he saw Tang Bandit killing people, he still felt numb.

This guy is a character!

Much more vicious than myself.

"Really?" Winger looked at Tang Bandit with interest and said, "As far as I know, you are a resident of the old land?"

"That's right. I am the one who lives in the Hate Mountain gathering area." Tang Bandit said.

There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing. With the strength of the Flame Shrine, one can find out his family background clearly with just a little inquiry.

"When will the old land produce such a figure?" Winger asked.

"The day I was born."

"That's a good day." The winger said, mentally calculating the fighting strength of both sides.

There were actually two Qi Control realms there, which was something they had never thought of before.

That woman came from Nova, which is quite understandable.

Which rock crack did this kid jump out of? Why did you get together with that woman again?

The most puzzling thing is, in this barren and dangerous land, why was he able to cultivate to the state of controlling energy?

It is a serious dereliction of duty that Bian Zhenxin did not grasp such important information and did not report it to the Lingyang District.

"Today is also a good day." Bandit Tang said with a smile.

"Yeah, today is also a good day." The winger nodded.

Today is a good day to pay homage to my son.

The winger's eyes were stern, while Tang Bandit's smile was gentle.

They no longer spoke to each other, and a war was about to break out.

At this moment, an old voice shouted: "My lord, my lord envoy"

"It's sir." Tang Bandit said.

"Sir?" Phoenix asked, she didn't know who he was.

"Sir, he is the most educated person in our village. We have many books at home, and I borrowed the book "Ni Lin" from him." Tang Bandi explained.

My husband loves books and also loves to talk about books with others.

Every time someone came to see him, he would tell them the stories in the book with gusto.

Cultural knowledge is not valuable these days, nor is it a survival skill or life-saving skill worth bragging about.

Therefore, even though my husband reads a lot, tells stories well, and writes well, their family will still go hungry.

Tang Bandit happens to be a good hunter, and he will definitely gain something as long as he goes into the mountains. So when I have nothing to do, I go to my husband to borrow a book and listen to a story, or practice calligraphy with him for a while. Before I leave, I throw a pheasant and chop off the hind legs of two red-eyed rabbits as a thank you gift.

The teacher was grateful for Tang Bandit's kindness, so he became more attentive in teaching. Although neither of them said it explicitly, it seemed a bit like the master-disciple relationship before the catastrophe.

A thin, old man wearing a thick robe came over. He walked straight towards the winger, but was intercepted by the Flame Army in front.

The old man handed over the wine gourd he was carrying and said with a smile: "The messenger of God came from afar, but the people in our village lost their etiquette and failed to welcome him from afar. This gourd is filled with fruit wine that I brewed in my spare time. , now dedicate it to the Lord God’s Envoy as an apology. Please also ask the Lord God’s Envoy to accept it.”

The winger looked at the gentleman, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll accept the wine, you can go."

The gentleman did not leave, but looked around in a pretentious manner and said, "I wonder if Lord God's Envoy, who is working hard and mobilizes many people, has anything to deal with?"

"Old man, get out of here, don't toast and you will be fined if you don't eat." Someone cursed loudly.

"Sir, go back quickly." Tang Bandit also shouted.

He guessed that his husband wanted to reason with the Flame Shrine, but not all gods were willing to reason with humans.

Tang Bandit and the others broke open the door and ran out with the intention of charging and killing them. Rather than being surrounded by people in the small courtyard, it was better to strike first and take the initiative.

As soon as Mr. Results came out like this, didn't he make himself a hostage of the Flame Army?

He knew that the husband was worried about his own safety, but this was not a gift of warmth, but a death.

Instead, they fell into a passive position.

The gentleman smiled at Tang Bandit, raised his head and looked at the winger and said: "Master God, as far as I know, the Flame Shrine is dedicated to the great God of Fire. The purpose of the Flame Shrine is to ignite fire, find light, and help the poor and helpless people." Help people find hope in life.”

"But what I don't understand is why today, when this large army is approaching, they are dealing with only a few children? Which law and teaching of the Flame Shrine have they violated, and should they be punished so harshly?"

"He killed the black robe of the Flame Shrine." Winger said.

"Then the old man wants to ask again, why do they want to kill the black robe of the Flame Shrine? The Flame Shrine wants to exercise power on behalf of heaven, so it must be convinced, right?"

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The winger couldn't answer this question, nor did he want to answer it.

"Old man, get out of here, or I'll chop off your head with a knife."

"Take him away, take him away."

"Are you tired of living? Be careful I kill your whole family."

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The gray robes cursed and expelled them. They knew why the Tang bandits wanted to kill the black robes, but they could pretend they didn't know.

Even trying to find a way to clear the winger.

Are you worthy of killing such a big shot?

The husband laughed and said: "You can chop off my head with a knife or shoot me. It's not a big deal. But where the divine light shines, there is no room for reasoning? What if this kind of thing is possible? If it spreads out, it will be a hindrance to the reputation of the envoy, right?"

"This kind of thing." Winger looked at Mr. These people are really naive. "It can't be spread."

"Yes. It can't be spread. Everyone is dead, so where can it be spread?" The gentleman sighed. "This world is like this, and this old land has become this old land. No one talks about reason, and no one is willing to listen to reason."

"However, I happened to read a few books and realized some truths. He asked me to hide behind the door and watch the Flame Shrine murder innocent children. I couldn't do it, and I didn't want to do it. I felt, After all, I have to stand up and say a few words.”

"Sir, we will be fine when we come back." Tang Bandit shouted hurriedly.

He understood what he meant, and he also knew what he was thinking.

The husband thought that Bandit Tang was just an ordinary hunter, with no ability to resist when faced with the massacre at the Flame Shrine.

So, he stood up.

He stood up and reasoned with the people from the Flame Shrine

However, it is unreasonable to reason with these people.

The husband did not look back at Bandit Tang, but resolutely stood in front of the Flame Army's gun with his thin body, saying: "I'm old and can't do anything, so I'll take a few bullets for you."

The more I block, the less bullets will be fired at you.

"gentlemen."

"Let me take a bullet too," said the young voice.

The one who came was the husband's youngest son, who often read and wrote with Tang Bandit. He doesn't talk much, but he is very simple.

"Let me block a bullet too."

This time it was my husband’s eldest son who came with a limp.

He was injured while hunting and broke his calf bone, which is why his family often went hungry.

"And I"

This time it was Tiejiang Zhao who opened the door. The Predator organization kidnapped Tiejiang Zhao's son and forced Tiejiang Zhao's family to provide them with weapons. By chance, Bandit Tang and Xiaopang helped rescue his son. From then on, Blacksmith Zhao provided the Tang Bandit's dagger and Xiaopang's hammer.

"Count me in."

This time it was Grandma Hua, who was already very old, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Both Tang Bandit and Xiaopang like to eat meat, so the old man gave away the cassava and sweet potatoes at home.

One family at a time, one household at a time.

Countless closed courtyard doors opened, and everyone, old and young, came out.

Go to the gentleman and stand side by side with him.

There's not much we can do, but we can help take a bullet.