The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

——What do these people want to do?

Hua Jingchen frowned slightly.

Others also paid attention to the situation at the scene.

Xi Zhaozhao glanced at the bandits in confusion, and finally stopped at the masked man who was called "Xiaoxuan" by the bandit leader.

At this moment, Fu Zixuan had taken off his veil, revealing a handsome face with slightly red eyes and a look full of hatred, all of which proved that something had happened during the two days when the sandstorm was raging.

But what kind of accident...

Xi Zhaozhao noticed that the desert bandit leader who called himself "Silver Wolf of the Desert" did not show up.

At first glance, the Mo bandits, who never reveal their true faces in front of strangers, now show their true side without reservation.

Among these people, there were old men with turbid eyes, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, and there were also young people full of vigor and vitality, who glared at Xi Zhaozhao and the others...

So, whether it's charity or pity, who can tell her what happened?

"What are you doing!"

Hu Yanming stood up, eyes wide open, and glared back without hesitation, "I've let you go before, and now you're out to cause trouble again..."

"Do you really think this Saint Son has no temper?"

"With you..."

Fu Zixuan's face was gloomy, as if he was trying hard to restrain himself: "Are you worthy of being called the 'Son of God'?!"

"Whether he is worthy of me or not... the Sect Master has the final say!"

Hu Yanming obviously noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, but he could not stand the behavior of the Mo bandits who brought people to threaten in broad daylight.

When will the black sheep be able to come out into the sunlight?

"Where are your heads?"

Xi Zhaozhao had a bad feeling in her heart and asked, "Why can't I see her? Didn't she say she would send someone to clear the way for us?"

"Still pretending..."

Fu Zixuan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red as he spoke, "Alright, you want to see her, right? I'll let you see her clearly, thoroughly... so you won't have any regrets before you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd stood in an orderly manner on both sides. At Fu Zixuan's signal, two Mo bandits came in front of the crowd carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth.

The outline on the white cloth clearly showed a person lying there.

The reason for covering it with white cloth is obvious.

"No way!"

Xi Zhaozhao couldn't believe it. She had just asked where the bandit leader was when the bandits worked together to carry out a stretcher covered with a white cloth.

Look at the reactions of these desert bandits...

real or fake!

It's only been two days since that heroic and dashing bandit leader...

Wait! Xi Zhaozhao finally understood where that ominous premonition came from.

The other party is confronting them face to face!

Fu Zixuan took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then in front of everyone, he stretched out his trembling hand, grabbed a corner of the white cloth, and suddenly lifted it up.

Soon, a corpse that had been ruthlessly devoured by the fire was completely exposed to people's eyes.

Judging from its body shape, it is somewhat similar to the leader of the desert bandits.

The exposed ribs were burnt black, with almost no intact flesh left. At first glance, no one could connect this skeleton with the bandit leader who rode a silver horse and enjoyed great glory. However, all signs indicated...

This is the invincible desert silver wolf!

Hua Jingchen looked at the skeleton that was burned beyond recognition by the fire in surprise. The first figure that appeared in his mind was none other than Lao Ba, who raised his hand and caused the flames to erupt.

If you ask who here can defeat the Desert Silver Wolf, who is protected by a treasure and whose true strength is not revealed, Hua Jingchen really can't think of anyone else except Lao Ba.

Perhaps the Thunder Body, which has revealed all its trump cards, can do it.

But Qili Cave is so small. If it was really Hu Yanming's work, how could there be no movement at all? Moreover, during the days when the sandstorm came, Hu Yanming was in the blacksmith shop with Xi Zhaozhao studying how to "shuffle cards". Even if he wanted to, he didn't have the time!

Instead, it was Lao Ba who went out last night.

He said he was going to observe the decay of the sandstorm and came back in less than a cup of tea.

But Hua Jingchen felt that with Lao Ba's skills, killing a lone desert silver wolf would be a piece of cake. The most important point was that when Lao Ba came back, Hua Jingchen happened to see him waving his hand to extinguish the flames on his palm at the door, even though his clothes had several more tears.

Could it be that... Mr. Mu Youli really acted in the name of justice and killed the desert bandits at night?

Hua Jingchen thought to himself.

"I'm asking you where your leader is!"

Hu Yanming said indifferently, "What's the point of bringing up a piece of black charcoal?"

"It's totally irrelevant. Who are you looking down on?"

These words instantly made the Mo bandit furious.

Fu Zixuan covered his chest and breathed a little quickly, almost suffering internal injuries from Huyan Ming.

"Do you really not know or are you deliberately provoking them..."

Hua Jingchen held his forehead with his hand, "It's so obvious, you can't see it?"

Upon hearing this, Huyan Ming couldn't help but frown slightly.

I thought, "Is it obvious? Why didn't I see it?"

But soon, the wrong thoughts in Huyan Ming's brain came back to normal. He looked at the corpse on the stretcher in disbelief, and his words once again pushed the already tense atmosphere to a climax.

"A knife stuck in my butt—thank God for your mercy!!!"

Hu Yanming was so happy that he farted loudly. "Haha, how does that saying go? Good deeds will be rewarded in the end, and if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet."

"Retribution, it's all retribution!"

"What did you say?!"

One of the desert bandits shouted loudly and looked at Hu Yanming with malicious eyes.

"What did you say to me? Don't you have ears?"

"Do you want me to repeat it again to make you happy?"

Huyan Ming was on the verge of death, but this also proved the saying that you should never mess with the crazy people of Mingshen Sect, because they are really fearless.

"If those are your last words...very good!"

Fu Zixuan said fiercely, "Today, I will make all of you pay the price!"

"Who doesn't speak big words."

Hu Yanming had long disliked the Mo Bandits and immediately confronted them, saying, "If you're brave enough, fight me. A group fight or a one-on-one duel, the choice is yours!"

Now that the leader of the Mo bandits is dead and only Fu Zixuan is left, Huyan Ming is not really afraid.

Even if the leader of the Mo bandits was not dead, Hu Yanming would still be beaten if he was forced into a corner.

Lao Ba signaled Hu Yanming to stop talking, and then he made two simple gestures to Xi Zhaozhao. The moment he saw the gestures, Xi Zhaozhao immediately understood what Lao Ba meant. He turned around and shouted at Fu Zixuan, "I know you came to me this time because you want an explanation, but I can tell you for sure that your boss's death has nothing to do with us!"