"The damn gangster is indeed in love with Garrera." Grant said angrily.

The flying eagle archers of the Abel tribe were originally running very fast, but this time they escaped, with the elderly and the young, greatly limiting their speed. The sand bandits could not be afraid, but if they were dragged down, then Garrera's army chased them up. Then the two attacked each other. What awaited them was the disaster of the deceased tribe. These Grant knew it very well, and his face became gloomy.

"Thank you for your advice. The Abels wrote it down. If Grant survived, he would repay you."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Living. Do you think you can stick out the numerous encirclements of the sand bandits. The limestone castle is more than just a little force. The 30,000 cavalry are just Jora Simon's vanguard. Entering the Gobi Desert, you will face the layers of encirclements of the sand bandits. Jora Simon intends to marry Garrera. It is no secret that he can expand his strength. How could he let go of the opportunity to show good deeds in Garrera? This time, the sand bandits will inevitably be dispatched..."

Grant snorted coldly: "Every Abel is an eagle on the prairie. Why fear death? Even if it is death, we must drink the blood of the sand bandits. Those who dare to stop me, Abel, will pay the price of bleeding for it."

"Die. Of course you are not afraid. But what about extermination? Do you want to see the Abels who have been passed down for thousands of years disappear on the continent from now on? Do you have the heart to see the beautiful Miss Catherine buried in this Gobi..."

Upon hearing this, Grant's eyes narrowed and he looked straight at Ye Feng as if he was thinking.

The iron was hit while it was hot. Ye Feng continued: "In addition, I am blunt. Investigating death is just a coward..."

"Rareless." The Abel cavalry behind roared together. The sharp and sharp scimitar was unsheathed.

"Let him continue." Grant shouted loudly.

Ye Feng said: "If I were you, I would try to make these Abel people who followed you survive. Work hard to strengthen themselves. Then use a scimitar to cut off Garrera's head and pay tribute to those Abel warriors who were slaughtered by Garrera."

"Haha..." Grant laughed sadly. "Avenge. Do you know how terrible Garrera is? Although I wish I could peel his skin to make a war drum, I cannot deny his strength. He will break through the epic realm and advance to the earth god at any time. The gap between mortals and gods is unimaginable. Even if I am regarded as a legendary strong man, let alone Garrera has the power of all tribes in the Adela Prairie. There are 300,000 soldiers garrisoned by Valentis. What should I do to fight him?"

Hearing this, Ye Feng was shocked and said in his heart that he was cheating. These NPCs were too unreliable. Each person said one by one. The moisture was so heavy that it made people vomit blood. Sometimes he said that Garrera was a legend, and sometimes he was an epic. Now he was directly at the level of the earth god.

Moreover, the number of troops under his command is even more nonsense. A few days ago, the old dwarf Evans said it was 300,000 to 400,000, and then Ago said it was 400,000 to 500,000. Now the defeated man in front of him, Garela, who has the most say, is better. He sneezes and almost scared Ye Feng to kneel down.

Valentis alone has 300,000 garrison troops. And then, with the forces of each tribe, wouldn’t it be necessary to have millions of soldiers?

Ye Feng's heart was irritated, but his face was still calm and he was surprisingly calm.

"Chief Grant. Since Garrera is invincible, why do you still insist on going to war with him?"

Upon hearing this, Grant's face seemed to be covered with a layer of divine light. He said seriously: "The Abels have the glory of the Abels. Catherine can't help but be my sister. He is also the high priest who can bless the Abels. She is the gift of the God to the Abels. He promised Garrera's despicable conditions to be blasphemy to the Gods. He insulted our faith..."

"Faith is the most awe-inspiring power in this world. The Abels will be blessed by God. One day, your long arrow will shoot through Garrera's dirty heart..."

Ye Feng was talking with a sense of emotion. Catherine in Grant's arms suddenly moaned in pain. Several wounds on his body that had not yet been scabbed cracked. Blood gushed like a fountain. Soon the yellow sand under his feet turned reddish-brown.

Grant quickly pulled out a crystal with a rich milky white light from the shoulder bag on the left side of the horse and pressed it on Catherine's wound. A golden light burst into flames in his palm. He was using his power to activate the sacred energy contained in the crystal to heal Catherine.

Unfortunately, the effect was not very good. Although the blood gushed out, the wound was still not sealed.

Grant is not a healing NPC. Even the healing artifact cannot play much role in his hands.

But seeing that this crystal is not an ordinary person, Ye Feng quietly opened his divine eye technique to investigate.

【Rebirth of Crystal】: Epic gem (Treasure Level 3)

Description: The rebirth crystal is the bones, flesh and blood of the dead holy beasts in the ancient gods’ war years and absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It has powerful resurrection power. However, it can only be used to resurrect the tamed riding pet...

"I'll wipe..." Ye Feng petrified on the spot. What does it mean to look for a place without any effort to get it? I hope there is more than one piece in Grant's bag.

Ye Feng calmed down and said to Grant: "It's useless. The rebirth crystal in your hand cannot curb Princess Catherine's injury. Only the Goddess can save her. And she needs rest urgently. She can't stand the long journey."

"Momo. Come down quickly and try whether your angel therapy is useful to Catherine." Ye Feng quietly said to Xia Yumo.

Xia Yumo was hovering back and forth in the air, monitoring the movements of the sand bandits and cavalrymen. Hearing this, he replied: "Don't talk to NPC. The sand bandits' three thousand outposts. The troops will arrive in five minutes. I really want to be made into dumplings."

Before he finished speaking, the unicorn gathered his wings and flew to the ground. Xia Yumo closed her eyes slightly and sang in a low voice. A holy light emanated from her fingers fell towards the dying Catherine.

Angel Saint Healing Art.

In an instant, Catherine's wound miraculously healed slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"You...you are an angel." Grant was surprised and happy.

&wnbsp;Xia Yumo blushed and said, "That's right. I'm the inheritor of Goddess Yu Ji. He is the Count. He is also the person chosen by Goddess Yu Ji. His mentor is the guardian of Moonlight Dragon City, Lola Drog's great national protection magician. The head of the Long family Huolu is the main person... So, follow us. He will help you fulfill your wish for revenge."

"You want to recruit my Abel Warrior." Xia Yumo was shaken by Ye Feng's backer and seemed to be unable to scare Grant. Instead, Grant noticed Ye Feng's purpose.

"I just want to incorporate you. I have to wait until you have the life to escape. The outpost of the sand bandits has arrived. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Ye Feng raised his spear and pointed at the rolling sand and dust behind him. The rumbling sound of horse hooves was clearly heard.

"The Abels will never act as vassals of the nobles." Grant said righteously as if he had not heard of it.

"You can do whatever you want to break through the siege now. Will Chief Grant dare to come to my Earl's Mansion? Is there nearly 10,000 private troops there?" It would be better to provoke the general. I don't believe that Grant will not enter.

"Why don't you dare? Abel's warriors. Raise your crossbows, draw out your scimitars, and rush out with me. Target the deserted town." Grant raised his spear and shouted loudly. Nearly ten thousand Abel people all lit up their weapons. For a moment, they were full of fighting spirit and murderous intent soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!