By decree and pro

Chapter 116

Coming out of the cave, the night is full of bright stars, and the Xuanyue looms among the gauze-like thin clouds, which is also a poetic and picturesque scenery.

Yan and Usman rode a camel each, and walked side by side along the mountain path when they came.

"Usman, how old are you from Moaro City?" Yan asked.

"Eight years old." Usman replied, "Greetings to the city lord on behalf of the father, and collecting their taxes and tribute."

"You are really amazing." Yan thought for a while, and said embarrassedly, "When I was eight years old, I was studying in Guozixue. I also teased Grand Master Wen with my brother, and made him so angry that I wanted to resign every day. Return home."

"Dayan and Xiliang are very different, so naturally they cannot be compared." Usman looked at Yan with a smile, "For example, my father-in-law is so loving and envious of others. There are no such dedicated emperors, and they all have wives and concubines in groups, and they like the new and dislike the old."

"Like the new and dislike the old..." Yan pondered.

"Of course this king is different!" Usman hastened to add, "I only have Yan Yan in my heart. The sun and the moon can be seen, and I can't tolerate others."

"There is only the moon here, where can the sun and the moon come from?" Yan intentionally put on a straight face, teasing Usman, "Are you trying to save yourself a way out?"

"No, no, no!" Usman became anxious, stretching out his hand to grab Yan's elbow, "Then change it to a lesson from heaven and earth. In short, I will be Yan Yan in this life, the next life, and the next life. You can't let me go. "

"Then... okay." Yan smiled, "Forgive you this time."

"Yanyan, when I mentioned my father-in-law just now, I wanted to learn from them and be a good husband and father praised by everyone." Usman said with a smile, "Although I have always said that I want to have a family with you Child, but I also know that having a child will tire you, and it’s not about having many children, it’s about being refined. If I have a child as perfect as Yan Yan, it’s enough to have one.”

In these words, Usman praised Chunyu Huangye, Ke Weiqing and Yan all over.

"I figured it out," Yan Ruo nodded with some understanding, "You were able to convince my father and father to marry the two countries because of your thick skin and sharp tongue."

"Yanyan, you don't need to praise me. It's what I should do to make my husband happy." Usman replied solemnly. Yanzheng couldn't help laughing, and suddenly pulled the bridle, and the camel stopped.

Usman also noticed something, smiled and looked forward.

Fifty paces away, there are continuous sand dunes, and a gust of night wind blows, bringing misty floating sand to the high places of the sand dunes.

"Usman, back away." Yan looked forward and put one hand on the scabbard.

The faint murderous intent...hid behind the dunes, is it finally here?That damn crow assassin, just... Yan thought to himself, why did the assassin show his murderous intent so easily this time?

He slaughtered so many crows in the cemetery before, but he didn't reveal any traces.

"Two people... No, there are 12 people." The hostility spread from all directions like the miasma of the swamp, revealing the number of people.

"Is it a trap?" Sometimes the enemy deliberately shows "tells", and it is also a tactic to make people underestimate the enemy, and it is especially suitable for luring the enemy into depth.

"Yan, there are many people on the other side, so be careful." Although Usman does not know martial arts, he is very sensitive to the atmosphere of "unfriendly visitors".

"Yeah." Yan nodded.Sooner or later, the people behind the sand dunes suddenly jumped up, shouting and besieging them from both sides.

They were all wearing gray-yellow coarse cloth clothes, covered their faces with black cloth scarves, and armed with machetes and long axes, they charged straight at Yan like mad camels!Among the flying sand and rocks, Yan Changjian unsheathed, jumped up from the camel's back, and faced the enemy head-on.

"A sand bandit?" Usman guessed, looking at the attire and weapons.He was still sitting on the camel, but moved aside to make room for Yan.

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

"Bang bang!"

"Oh!"

There were screams one after another, and the sound of fierce fighting resounded in the silent desert. Yan was like a swift swiftly shuttling among these tall and tall assassins, and the shining silver sword glow in his hand flashed under the moonlight It must be like a thunder and lightning explosion, leaving the gangsters completely helpless.

The gravel under his feet was crushed into powder by his sword energy, the weapons in these people's hands were shattered, and some people even brought their axes to the sand dunes by Yan's palm, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

"—Forgive me!" Before Yan stopped, one of them suddenly pulled down his mask, knelt down in front of Yan, and kowtowed hastily, "This big brother! No, sir! You young people don't have eyes, but you are here Breaking ground on the head of Tai Sui ruined your interest in admiring the moon..."

Seeing that Yan looked like a foreigner, the bald-headed middle-aged man actually spoke bad Yan dialect, and said to Yan, "Please let me go, let us go where we came from." go!"

Yan held the sword with a look of astonishment.

Usman watched the middle-aged man keep kowtow, his appearance was really afraid of Yan.

At the same time, Usman also noticed that a bandit lying behind Yan was about to move.He was only in his early twenties, his face was covered with blood, and the bridge of his nose probably was broken. He couldn't stand up even if he wanted to, and his face was full of anger.

Seeing his accomplice attracting Yan's attention, the young bandit sneaked out a blowing needle from his sleeve and held it in his mouth.

It's nothing more than a silver needle full of viper venom hidden in a small stick the size of the little finger, blown out with air, even if the needle only lightly brushes the skin of a person, it can make people's internal organs terrified and bleed to death.

But Yan frowned and stared at the bald man without realizing it.

Usman's eyes dimmed suddenly, he lifted his right hand lightly, his five fingers spread out, and a mass of energy wrapped in wind and sand directly attacked the young sand bandit who was about to blow the needle, twisting his head completely and twisting his neck.

"Master, please take pity on us, it's just a small business..."

The darkness in front of Usman's eyes slowly dissipated, he saw the camel, saw Yan looking down at the middle-aged man with tears on his face, scratching his head and saying: "The world is so big, there are so many wonders, this is the first time I have seen it." When people say that robbing houses is a small business, your face is thicker than this desert."

"Master, why don't you need money to rob, I have so many mouths to feed." The man pointed to the side, meaning that those people have to eat.

"Stop talking nonsense, one or two of you will go to see the official with me." Yan put his sword against the man's shoulder, then turned to look at Usman, probably because he was too quiet.

Usman smiled lightly at Yan, as if nothing had happened, but his right hand trembled slightly, just now, but in a flash, he killed a person.

This time Usman remembered it clearly, he felt the wind and sand flowing at his fingertips, the force was so strong, it was like an invisible hand, it rushed over and grabbed the man's neck, twisting it off.

Such power comes from his own body, Usman is extremely shocked.At first, for a moment, he wondered if he would follow Yan to learn martial arts, so he had some internal strength, but this thought was quickly dispelled.Yan's martial arts are sharp, but his swordsmanship is upright and awe-inspiring. His move just now is very fierce, it can be called a witchcraft!

It would never be taught to him by Yan.

Not wanting Yan to know his "weirdness" was Usman's second thought after returning to his senses. In fact, since he set foot in the Crow Spirit Cemetery and went to the Kule Sacrifice Tower, he has always had nightmares.

Either he dreamed that the crow was killed in pieces in front of him, or he was buried alive in a heavy sarcophagus, and this scene became more and more vivid every day. If Yan was not by his side, he would really go crazy.

"Helian Uro, what's wrong with you?" Even though Usman covered it up perfectly, Yan still sensed something was wrong, probably because of that mysterious aura.

For a moment, Yan felt a subtle force, but it was fleeting.

"I was wondering how to bring so many people to the government." Usman really thanked himself for going out with Helian Uro's attire, otherwise how would he hide it from Yan?Cold sweat has already wet the forehead and back.

"It's simple, let them untie their belts and tie their hands together, so that they can follow each other, and they can't escape." Yan tapped them lightly with his sword.These sand bandits are bullying and fearing the hard, so in order to save their lives, Yan will do whatever they want.

"Then let's go back and find Elijah." Usman said, "Then go directly to Moaro City."

"Good!" Yan nodded.

These sand bandits untied their belts helplessly, and some complained in a low voice: "I just said that there is a crow spirit warlock, so you can't rob them, but you insist that that person is not a crow spirit warlock."

"How do I know that he is a real Raven Spirit Warlock? They rarely leave the Priest Tower."

"Stop rambling, fasten your hands." Yan urged.

"Oh!" Suddenly, someone screamed, "Xiao Qi is dead!"

"What's going on?" Yan's attack was serious just now, but he knew that the other party was a paper tiger as soon as he made the move, so he didn't kill them.

But right now, this person, with a shattered cervical spine, is...

"I saw him hit this rock just now," Usman said, "It's his bad luck."

"That's it." Yan sighed, "I have no choice but to take him with me, let the officials deal with it."

These sand bandits will not only be sent to meet the officials, but also have to carry a dead body. Naturally, they are full of resentment, but they dare not explode. They are all led by Yan. This long line of "hand in hand" sand bandits stumbled along the sand dunes walking.

Yan stared at them, suddenly, the coarse cloth covering the corpse was blown up by a gust of wind, revealing the dead man's face.The look of rolling his eyes, dry face, and crooked neck made Yan's stomach churn, he couldn't hold back, leaned over the camel and vomited it out "Wow!"

"Yanyan." Usman quickly stopped his camel, "What's wrong?"

Yan shook his hands, couldn't even speak, just buried his head in vomiting, Usman stepped on Yan's camel, sat behind him, put his arms around his waist with one hand, and patted his back with the other, "Yanyan..."

Yan Meng sucked in his breath, which seemed to stop the nausea, but his eyes were dizzy from vomiting. If Usman hadn't hugged him in time, he would have fallen off the camel.

The sand bandits on the side were dumbfounded, the guard who was so powerful just now was actually sick, and the crow spirit warlock was still holding him.

"I'm not in the way..." Yan finally straightened up, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he felt as if he had spit out all his bile.

"Did you catch a cold in the cave?" Usman was extremely worried. He took off the water bottle hanging from his waist and handed it to Yan. At the same time, he put aside his strange power for now.

"Probably so. It's good to drink some wine to warm up later." Yan finally regained his spirits after rinsing his mouth many times, and then saw those bandits staring at him, so he scolded, "What are you looking at? Hurry up, and cover that face."

The bandit understood, and covered the horrible face of the corpse with a coarse cloth again, and this time tied it with a belt.

Yanyuan wanted Usman to go back to his own camel, but I have to say that riding a camel leaning on Usman's arms was like sitting on a chaise longue covered with fur, really comfortable .

And obviously Usman didn't intend to leave either. He held the rein in one hand and wrapped Yan's waist in the other, driving the camel forward.

The other camel recognized the Lord and followed the team by himself.

Elijah has been wondering where Yan and Junshang are?When I didn't return, I saw a group of people and horses coming up the sand dunes, and I was thinking why they were so weird, walking around, and I saw that they were tied together.

Yan greeted Ilya from a long distance away, Kurdan was resting at the side, so he stood up to greet him, but when he saw the queen and Helian Uro sharing a camel so intimately, his face turned blue immediately.

"Yan, these are...?" Ilya asked Yan, "Bandits?"

"Yeah." Yan nodded and joked, "This trip has yielded a lot."

The sand bandits all looked down, probably still thinking about why they were so unlucky, they would meet a peerless master like Yan, and this person insisted on escorting them to the government.

There is not much bounty to take, and most people let things go.

Usman ordered: "Clean up the camp and set off for Moaro City."

"Yes." Ilya accepted the order, and urged Kurdan to quickly put away the food and tents that had been spread out.

Yan took a few sips of sweet spring water from the kettle, and handed it to Usman.

Usman picked it up and drank it, not paying attention to Kurdan's surprised and amazed eyes.

The two rested for a while, and after packing their luggage, Usman went back to his camel, but he kept walking by Yan's side, almost following step by step.

When the sun was rising and the heat had not spread, they arrived at the sentry post in Moaro City.