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Qian Renxue's statement about Angel being Kesha's puppet for justice makes some sense, but not much.

After thinking about it, I realized that not all religious armies are the same.

However, angels are almost crazy about their faith and have lost other concepts of good and evil and values.

Justice is right, but absolute justice, in Luo's view, is paranoia and madness.

Reading and looking at the history of Yi people's civilization will be a great gain for someone.

The history of any civilization carries the experience of success or failure of countless generations. By removing the bad and retaining the good, we can learn a lot of wisdom from our predecessors.

As the saying goes: Through the ages, literati have dreamed of being a good guest, reading at night with red sleeves adding fragrance.

Someone said that he did not need to add fragrance, it was enough for the beautiful woman around him to bring her own fragrance.

Time flies by more than twenty years ago, and there are still a few days left before the system prompts the task to start. Tilapia reluctantly leaves the Shanhe Sheji Tu.

Just like when I first arrived, there was no one around.

Alone, I flew for a while, walked for a while, and finally came to a desolate place.

As far as the eye can see, most of it is desolate desert.

Following the coordinates prompted by the system, someone was stunned and didn't know where he was.

The off-road vehicle sped across the desert for hundreds of miles, and finally found a stop dozens of miles away from the mission coordinates.

I looked at the mission prompts and saw that there were still two days until the mission started.

The off-road vehicle was put away, rummaged through the system space, and finally found a military tent.

It took a while to build the frame, tie the tent fabric, and secure it with piles. It took a while to finish.

Looking at the masterpiece he had made, Tilapia curled his lips and said to himself: "It's better to just stop thinking about whatever bullshit camping feelings you have."

After entering the house and taking out the folding camp bed that he got during the war, Tilapia fell silent.

"With a length of two meters, it must be uncomfortable to lie on."

No need to lie down and try, someone has already come to a conclusion.

Fold the camp bed back into the system space, and activate the wood escape technique.

In the huge military tent, a two-meter by two-meter wooden bed soon appeared, and a dining table and wooden chairs were also taken out.

After finishing everything, looking at the setting sun outside the window, someone put down the tent curtain, took out the emergency light and hung it on the rope at the top of the tent, then decisively fell down on the bed and lay down.

Hard bed and no pillows.

After fussing around for a while, I finally found the system space again.

Ten minutes later, Tilapia made a sad face, made another log as a pillow, and then lay down again.

"The shortage of supplies in the system space was not discovered. It's all my fault to those little girls. They stuffed everything into the storage of magic weapons. They are used to having enough preparation for everything. I have fallen." Reflecting secretly in his heart, someone calmed down and quickly

Entering dreamland.

A shoulder away, the wind and sand outside blew in my face, hitting the tent with a crackling sound.

It's a pity that for someone who is talented and brave, it is simply the lullaby of nature. If you don't sleep, it is disrespectful to nature.

A few dozen miles away from the tent was a dilapidated inn, inhabited by a group of slovenly and ferocious-looking bandits.

The ruins and crumbling walls, not to mention the group of bandits, and the quality of the inn alone would make no one brave enough to stay there.

Not for anything else, because no one can guarantee that if you live in it at night, you will be buried directly the next day.

A dilapidated house, a proper dilapidated house.

The leader of a group of bandits is a young man with thick hair, a cross eyebrow, and hair on the soles of his feet.

His martial arts skills are ordinary, but he shows no fear of anything.

As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless.

A group of younger brothers are either mute, blind, greedy for life or afraid of death, or have poor IQ.

Compared to tilapias who go to bed early and get up early, a group of bandits are the ancient version of night owls.

Drinking wine, eating meat, bragging and spanking, it was so lively.

Tilapia stayed in the tent for three days, until at dusk on the third day, a woman riding a donkey appeared in the wind and sand, which was out of place in the desert environment.

The woman's face is covered with black gauze, and she has snow-white skin that is incompatible with the desert.

Riding on a donkey, holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and grabbing a branch full of peach blossoms in the other.

"There is no demonic aura. I'm afraid it won't be easy after cultivating to the realm of demonic immortals." Leaning on the bare wooden bed, he sensed the woman's aura, and Tilapia subconsciously moved his fingers. "It's just that... the aura is very weak, okay.

The fairy of water." He cursed in his heart, wiping his palm in front of his face.

With the rising mist, the image of the inn emerged clearly.

"Compared to perception, watching the video is more enjoyable."

The woman walked from far to near without concealing herself, and was immediately discovered by the bandits.

The person in charge of the sentry was a mute. When he noticed that the woman was approaching, he immediately reported the situation with exaggerated sign language and body movements.

Someone was upset and yelled, "What on earth do you want to say?"

The second master said: "Give him a piece of meat."

When the unhappy man heard this, he immediately took out the thigh of an unknown animal from the wooden plate and threw it to the mute.

At this time, the second boss was carefree. While picking his teeth, he translated the mute's exaggerated body language to others: "A woman is coming in."

"Second Master, do you think they are officers and soldiers?" At this time, people with bald heads and thick hair around the Second Master suddenly asked.

The second boss suddenly looked disgusted and complained: "No wonder people call you blind, didn't you see the mute's butt swaying around?" The second boss was very unhappy when others doubted the authenticity of his translation of the mute's body language.

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"Maybe you have hemorrhoids if you're squirming around." The blind man was very reasonable.

"Huh?" The second master was stunned by the mute's explanation, and then smiled arrogantly: "Even if there is one, he is just an officer and soldier with hemorrhoids, what are you afraid of?"

As soon as the words came out, a group of bandits suddenly laughed wildly, all of them showing disdain.

Just when a group of people were laughing proudly, Chun Sansanniang, who was out of tune with the surrounding environment, slowly put away her oil-paper umbrella and stepped across the dilapidated door of the inn.

Throwing away the oil-paper umbrella, he took a few steps, inserted the peach blossom branch in his hand like a ruined gatehouse, and slowly lifted up the black gauze covering his head.

Upon discovering the visitor, a group of bandits immediately stopped laughing, and the second master asked sharply: "Who is it?"

A bright smile appeared on Chun Sanniang's fair face, and she asked unhurriedly: "Can't you see that I am a woman?"

With fair skin and a good figure, a group of bandits had already eliminated the threat of women and started laughing wildly again.

The second boss even asked in a teasing tone: "Then what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, among a group of hungry men, a beautiful girl with a sweet smell and a skin so tender that you can squeeze water out of your mouth suddenly appears, and everyone is naturally happy.

Chun Sanniang, a skilled artist, was so bold that she didn't take a group of bandits seriously. She joked: "The world is dangerous and the north wind is biting. A weak woman wants to find a place to stay and wash away the dust of the world."

The second master asked sadly: "Do you know where this place is?"

Several of the bandits had already grabbed their weapons and were vaguely surrounding Haru Sansanniang.

Looking around with her peripheral vision, Chun Sanniang seemed to not be able to see the weapons in those people's hands, and said slowly: "This place is full of smoke, and you all look hideous..." She paused slightly, playing with a strand of black hair, as if

Suddenly I realized: "It doesn't look like an ordinary inn, could it be a black shop?"

"You dare to come in even though you know it's a black shop, aren't you afraid of a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth?" The second manager couldn't help but ask as the smile on his face faded slightly.

"ha!"

Chun Sanniang didn't seem to want to continue playing with her, and said confidently: "It's too early to tell who is the sheep and who is the tiger.

If you guys are robbers..." A group of bandits looked solemn, finally understanding that the other party was not a good person.

"Aren't you afraid that I am the bandit leader?" As she spoke, Chun Sansanniang had already returned to the place where she arranged flowers.

The second master stood up and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

A group of boys around him showed off their weapons one by one, ready to start shooting at any time.

The atmosphere reached a stalemate.

By chance, a gust of wind blew by, blowing off the peach blossoms on the branches.

Chun Sanniang pulled down her collar, revealing a large peach blossom tattoo on Xue's shoulder.

“Wherever the peach blossoms go, not a single blade of grass will grow.

Money is lost, but lives are lost.”

As the voice fell, a pile of copper coins landed firmly on the mute's head.

Upon seeing this, a group of bandits immediately screamed in fright and ran away subconsciously.

The shadow of a famous tree and the reputation of Chun Sanniang are not comparable to that of a group of bandits from a remote village.

A proper little thief, he stole the ancestor of thieves.

Soon, there was a pile of copper coins on everyone's head.
Chapter completed!