Reverend Insanity

The whole west desert is almost desertless. And the oasis is like a star, adorned with it.

People live here, basically in oases.

West desert, sand well oasis.

The Huang family, as a superior power, has been sitting here for centuries, dominating the most central essence of the oasis.

Outside the oasis, there are small forces that depend on the Huang family as a proxy.

More externally, on the edge of the sand well oasis, it is surrounded by mortal villages. These mortals live in hardship, have a large population, and are under the control of such magicians as the Huang family.

Among these villages is a Han family village. By the village of Han, there is a microscopic natural grassland.

Said it was a grassland, several times more desolate than the North Plains. Here the yellow sand is everywhere, a strain of red dagger grass is separated from each other, the grass leaves sharp as swords, the roots of the grass are stabbed to the depths of yellow sand dead, drawing the faint moisture.

A group of children were bending over, holding a sickle and cutting the grass.

These children, who are not even ten years old, have to come out to work to fill household needs. It's common sense in human beings.

The dagger was sharp on the edge of the grass leaves, with almost all the children wearing leather gloves and only one with bare hands.

The bare-handed child, with his nose dragged, held a sickle in his hand, skillfully dragged the dagger grass, sliced off a leaf and placed it in a small back basket beside him.

The remnants of the sun are still burning, reflecting the children breathing heavily and sweating backwards.

Finally, the twilight grew thicker and the sun set on the horizon, leaving only a small half of it, and the children stopped working in their hands.

“Let's go, it's night time, the baby jackal is coming out to feed.” A child of the greatest stature opens his mouth, as if he were a child king.

“How much did you cut? Wow, a lot!” As is customary, they begin to climb each other.

“Enough for today, so strong, hey. ”

“But the grass you cut still doesn't have Han Lido. ”

“Hey, Han Li, you're amazing. You can mow grass without gloves, and you haven't seen a wound on your hand. How did you do that?” A little girl, braided, asked.

Han Li smiled silly.

The children returned to the village and talked excitedly along the way. At the entrance of the village, they scattered and returned to their homes.

Han Li also returned home, pushing through the broken wooden door and finding that neither of his parents had returned.

His father, a farmer, cultivated steel cotton on the farmland on the western tip of the village, had been plowing the land these days, returning early and late.

His mother had a job that the villagers envied. Every day, he goes outside the oasis and gives a small magician a hand job.

Han stood beside a stone molar and dumped all the dagger leaves in the back basket. He then picked up the pestle and smashed the grass leaves.

He worked hard, and later, he was sweating.

When the grass leaves were mashed into paste, he removed a sack and poured a small portion of the rice shell into the stone molar as well.

He stirred these, eventually forming pasty foods.

He dug up the food and put it in a wooden pot.

Then he came to the side house with a wooden pot.

The adjoining house is a rudimentary beast fence in which three fat sand scorpions are kept.

These sand scorpions are fat as pigs, chewing their feet completely non-threatening, and after hearing Han's footsteps, the three fat sand scorpions quickly burst out of the shadow of the beast fence.

“Eat! I cut this off easily.” Han Li reversed the wooden basin and poured the paste on the floor.

Three fat sand scorpions surrounded each other, eating large bites and making humming noises.

“Eat, eat, eat more, grow up...” Han Li's little body, picked on the fence, looked at the sand scorpions, muttered to himself.

This fat sand scorpion, it's not a trick, it's just a regular bug.

But the scorpion flesh is fat and beautiful, and the proceeds from selling meat after slaughter are a huge sum for a mortal home.

For the Korean family, these three fat sand scorpions are the most important property. Therefore, Han Li himself will not eat dinner, but will have to feed the three fat sand scorpions first.

Gu Gu...

At this time, Han Li's stomach suddenly burst out with a call of hunger.

Han Li jumped off the fence, rubbed his stomach, hurried back to the house and started cooking.

He cooks for his parents every day.

The meal they eat is the most common sammy in the West. This rice tastes terrible and is difficult to swallow, but is easy to grow and is the staple food for mortals.

Han Li lived by the stove, not knowing that he had already been noticed, inspected for half a day.

Black descended, and in the mass graves a few miles outside Han's village, Fangyuan sat quietly like a sculpture.

The reason we chose this place is because it is rare.

In the evening, after coming here, the source prompted thousands of reconnaissance manoeuvres to cover the entire Han family village under their own surveillance.

The magic fairy is infinite, as long as the worm is sufficient, so doing things is a hundred times more than a mortal.

In the darkness, Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes and said, “The age also seems to match, it should be this kid. ”

While thinking about it, he prompted Five Referral Maneuvers.

Looking away, just over Han Jia Village, there is a cloud of luck. The clouds of luck are small, grey and white, and extraordinarily thin.

It's collective luck. These villagers all have a sense of belonging and believe that they are one and the same, so luck converges.

The source looks at the lower end of the cloud of luck.

A road of lucky smoke rose from the villagers, reaching a height of 560 feet in the air, and stuck one end in the cloud of luck.

Between these lucky fumes, there is a particularly striking luck.

The luck is like a boulder, suspended over Han Li's house, just a hundred steps from the ground. The boulder has cracks on its surface, emitting a hint of luck smoke from the cracks, in a yellow cash colour, all the way up, and the top of the smoke gas also blends into the collective cloud of luck.

“What's the luck?” Fang Yuanzhu was surprised.

He didn't get the fax of the channel, and he was ignorant of the significance of the form of luck.

He called it rock luck.

Han Li's family has only one Han Li. Seeing this place, Fangyuan has convinced that this Han Li is the one who will succeed in the future to achieve the Seven Spirits of Immortality. Wonderful encounter!

He looked over his head and couldn't see anything.

“Unfortunately, I haven't been able to look at my luck since I became immortal, unless I get the Six Referral Maneuver. I don't know how lucky I am right now. Is it still black coffin luck?” Fangyuan mumbled a few words, and he was quite curious about his luck.

However, just as he was about to pull out a serial trick, he suddenly burst into tears and drinks: "Let the fox thief, you hide here, when my fat lady can't find it! I've been chasing you for 80,000 miles. Give me back my Immortal Stone! ”

Fang Yuan was shocked and quickly turned around. Only a stream of sand condensed the human figure. He was not far away from him to drink angrily.

Fang Yuan's heart sinks and he whispers: "Fatty? You're mistaken. I'm not the one you're after. ”

“Bullshit! Make the fox thief, who doesn't know you're good at disguising change. You think you're like this, I don't recognize you! You have the guts to steal from me. I'll beat your shit out this time!! ”

Not only do humans roar in the sand, but there is also a roar in the sky.

Sounds like thunder, sounds like heaven and earth. The whole oasis was instantly shocked and chaotic!

Fangyuan frowned deeply, unexpectedly disguised himself as a normal person, concealing the appearance of a zombie, but was accidentally perceived as a thief who stole something.

He stood up and looked up.

Only in the northeast direction, Huangsha came from the sky, the wind burst, the wind roared like a beast, constantly growling.

The calm yellow sand on the ground is like a boiling sea at this moment, causing a shocking wave.

Huangsha waves, the layers are calling.

Fang Yuan looked back deeply at the rock's luck and then set out to welcome him forward.

Soon, he saw the master.

This is an extremely fat lady fairy with big, round bladders, like a water tank, stepped on a giant wave of yellow sand and looked down at the source with anger and arrogance.

She stretched out her fat finger and opened her mouth to scold: “Your fox thief, you...”

Just now, Fong Yuan did it!

“The corpse is gone!” Fangyuan deliberately lowered his voice, removed the disguised worm and revealed the immortality.

Suddenly, a monster as tall as two lengths, blue-faced fangs, red-eyed eyes like blood, eight-armed claws, muscular hair appeared in front of the lady Fatty Magic.

Scary, horrible, killing machines.

Fatty was shocked and said: “You..."

Fangyuan stepped on his foot, and he blew the ground. He was like a shell, heading straight for Fatty.

Fatty saw Fang Yuan so fiercely, her heart sprinkled, busy lifting her hands.

Whoa, whoa!

Three huge waves of sand immediately pulled up to hundreds of feet.

The giant wave head called, Fang Yuan sneered, the speed rushed again, and directly hit it.

Boom!

In an instant, he broke up three waves of sand and appeared in front of the fat woman.

Fatty snapped in her heart, and here she finally knew she was mistaken. But she also had a fierce temper, and the source was vicious and provoked her anger.

“I'll give you a taste of my fat pussy's killing- martial arts!” She shouted and poured two strands of yellow sand out of her ears. Huang Sha quickly gathered and covered her body.

A few breathing kung fu turned her into a sand giant who didn't lose out on her square body, but she was still fat.

Before Fang Yuan slammed, Sha Titan shouted, his fists slammed straight, and he was brave.

Boom!

Two loud bangs, eight arms of immortality and two fists of the Sha Titans.

Sha Titan's fists burst into yellow sand and scattered. On the other hand, the two fists of Square Source are directly fractured.

Fatty took a step back, and the scattered yellow sand reappeared on the fists of the Sandy Titans. Fangyuan was a big step, his fractured double-fisted wounds quickly recovered, and the remaining six strange hands hit the Sha giant hard.

Bang, bang, bang...

At one time, the two sides fought closely, and Huangsha danced in the sky, and the fractures continued to sound.

The more Fat Lady fought, the more she was shocked: “What was this man like in front of you? Crazy as a demon, braver than my fat girl! ”