Lord of the Desert

Chapter 79
This scene gave many people a strong sense of déjà vu.

"That's how King Shocking Sha used that method, and killed countless snake people in the Golden Sea..."

Hong Sheng sighed in a low voice.

Including him, many people looked at Hong Fan differently.

Not the lucky one who inherits the world of sand, but the new rising star.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Due to the bondage of the sand coffin, every breath of the tiger-eating beast was more difficult than the last, and the pain soon became unbearable.

So it began to struggle desperately.

Inside the sand, the muscles were knotted like stones, and the released stress even crushed some of the gravel into powder.

Spots of blood seeped from the surface of the sand coffin.

"Have you taken it?"

Hong Fan asked loudly.

He took a few steps forward and pressed his palm on the exposed bridge of the beast's nose.

But instead of lowering its head, the Tiger Eater spewed out a stream of air from its nostrils, making Hong Fan's clothes messy.

"He doesn't shed tears when he sees the coffin, he's kind."

Hong Fan suddenly remembered the Bentley back then.

Seeing more and more red plums dotted on the sand, Hong Ping became anxious.

"Second brother, don't hurt the horse so badly!"

"Why don't we forget about it today?"

He also thought about waiting for Hong Fan to tame the tiger-eating beast to show off in the future.

Hong Fan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will use a gentler method."

As he spoke, he moved two steps sideways to stand beside the tiger-eating beast, and pressed his hands on the surface of the sand coffin.

For a moment, nothing seemed to change.

"What trick is this playing? Why do you feel that the sand coffin is still loose?"

Li Xutuo frowned in confusion.

But from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his brother's complexion suddenly gloomy.

At this time, Cui Yutang also noticed the clue: "Don't look at the sand, look at the snow!"

When everyone heard the words and looked at it, they found that the snowflakes blown up by the wind would quickly liquefy and evaporate whenever they approached the sand coffin.

Not only that, even the blood dripping from the tiger-eating beast is drying up quickly.

"Hong Fan, are you using Yanliu Gong?!"

In astonishment, Li Shenji asked in a sharp voice, ignoring the attitude of the nobleman.

"Brother Li Shi has good eyesight."

Hong Fan turned his face slightly, and sweat dripped down his jade-like side face.

"I was listening to Haige that day, and my brother once mentioned that dual cultivation of life star martial arts requires two unique talents of 'meridian tenacity' and 'exquisite heart orifice'."

He paused, deliberately turned his face away, and spoke again.

"Hong Fan is not talented, but he just has it."

Li Shenji was slightly absent-minded and swallowed.

Zheng Fuqu twisted her fingers, remembering what she said mocking Hong Fan that day, not only her cheeks burned, but also regret rose in her heart.

The crowd was speechless for a while, just silently watching Hong Fan standing in the center of the pasture, drawing wild sand with his left hand to wrestle with strange beasts, and Yu Yanliu with his right hand steaming ice and snow.

The gust of wind whistling came to contradict this gentleman, but he couldn't be shaken at all.

"Whoosh..."

The tiger-eating animals forced to take a sauna are getting harder to breathe.

Being in the hot sand, it seemed to go from the cold winter to the scorching summer all at once, only the mouth and nose were cool.

And the combination of the already unbearable heat and no dead-end closure brought an indescribable sense of despair.

If you want to describe it, it's like wearing a straitjacket in a mental hospital and being thrown in an open-air parking lot with a temperature of [-] degrees.

After more than a hundred seconds, Hong Fan knew that the time had come.

As he slowly withdrew his true essence, the sand coffin disintegrated, and the tiger-eating beast, which had sweated and done countless times, collapsed to the ground, unable to even stand up.

At this time, the crowd who had watched the whole scene also relaxed their half-held breaths, making it seem like a breeze blew up out of thin air.

"Big soup, grab some beans!"

Hong Fan wiped off the sweat on his face casually, turned around and shouted, but his spirits were high.

"Oh, master."

Tang Da went up in two steps in three steps, and untied the whole bag of horse food that he was carrying with him and handed it over.

Hong Fan grabbed a piece of bean cake from it, leaned undefended to the side of the tiger-eating beast's face, and slammed it into the horse's mouth.

It's not like being fed, but it's like being scratched.

However, the strange beast who had just returned from the hell of the oil pan dared to act flirtatiously. It not only opened its mouth to eat honestly, but also swallowed it like reincarnation without even having time to chew.

"Hey, this fanny-toothed horse has taken over!"

Seeing this, Big Tang suddenly beamed with joy, patting his thigh and shouting.

As he spoke, he couldn't help using his profession of raising horses and driving carts. He first lifted his lips to look at his teeth, and then touched the heels of his legs.

While showing it, he was still amazed, saying that he had never seen such a strong and good horse.

The tiger-eating beast felt humiliated, struggling and wanted to turn its head to bite someone, but from the corner of its eye, it saw the barren sand flowing around Hong Fan's fingertips, so it had to hold back its grief and indignation and lowered its head and pretended to be dead.

As a result, more curious hands walked over it.

Hong She touched his chest muscles, Chi Yiyue pulled his mane, and Hong Ping raised his ponytail and stretched his hands down three ways...

Fortunately, the moment of humiliation did not last too long.

The forced smiles of the Li family brothers were too obvious, which swept away everyone's interest.

When the sun was setting, everyone left.

Hong Fan put the bit and rein on the tiger-eating beast himself, and led it back to the temporary stable.

In the wooden fence, Mr. Tang and the other servants are working diligently to make separate compartments for the tiger-eating beasts, with high interest as if they have reached a new peak in their career.

"I already have a Bentley, you can call it Hongqi!"

Hong Fan patted the Tiger Eater's neck and said leisurely.

He could clearly feel that the IQ of this strange beast was much higher than that of ordinary horses, so that after repeating it a few times, he knew that "Red Flag" had become his name.

"You are still young, eat and drink every day to grow your body, and I will conquer you in half a year."

Hong Fan led the Tiger Eater into the stable, causing the surrounding horses to panic.

"Don't bully other horses, don't bite Big Tang, don't run away..."

"If you are obedient in the past six months, then I will keep your balls."

He first pointed to Hongqi's crotch, and then looked at Bentley who was huddled in the corner.

"If you cause trouble, don't blame me for cutting it off forever."

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The next day, December [-]th.

Little snow is overwhelming, but the sun is shining brightly.

The boys and girls who participated in the hunting took a late night sleep in the tent, and continued to enjoy all kinds of game hunted in the past few days at noon.

After dinner, the servants extinguished the fire, dismantled the tent, and prepared the horses and carts.

At no time (two o'clock in the afternoon), the team set off on time and was expected to arrive in Jinhai City that night.

The team on the way home was obviously more bloated.

Many of the steeds that came empty-handed made a temporary cameo as a draft horse, and the cart dragged behind them was full of frozen prey.

More than an hour passed.

The long snake-like procession entered a valley.

Hong Fan raised his eyes and looked around, feeling quite familiar.

Soon Hong Ping also realized: "The one to the west seems to be the low mountain that my second brother and I passed by when hunting wild boars the day before yesterday."

"Crossing the mountain pass, there is a big cliff..."

He pointed to the mountains with his finger, but he didn't know that he was also pointed by someone else.

"Second brother, someone is here."

On the mountainside to the east, Yu Kaicheng withdrew his fingers and asked He Liangjun, who was a head shorter beside him.

"Shall I let the people below prepare the horses?"

"There's no need for a horse."

Nicknamed "Seven-step Killing Star", the second head of Haifei Fei replied coldly.

"The snow is still deep now, and the horse can't rush fast."

"We didn't take a lot of rest along the way, and we couldn't recover our horsepower for a short while."

(End of this chapter)