[No shadow of the Black King was found, but the golden sand thieves have appeared and are retreating from the city. This blue bird will locate the direction for you.]

When Ying Xiaoxiao heard this, she was so fierce that she was very victorious in her eyes and held the spear tightly in her hand: "This time, they must pay their blood debts and blood debts!"

The six executives of the faceless people are strong and difficult. They rarely go to the battlefield, but more often use despicable means to create disasters.

Xu Jiang's previous destruction of a clone of [Flower Umbrella] was already considered a world-sensation achievement. In this attack, the probability of the Black King participating in the battle is less than 10%.

Sure enough, knowing that the faceless soldiers were defeated in the end, they did not see the Black King, and Ying Xiaoxiao had nowhere to do anything to take revenge.

Fortunately, another group of enemies has traces to follow.

The traitors back then were strangely not joining the Faceless crowd, but chose to occupy the sand as king.

Using special secret techniques, he hid in the desert of the sands for many years and became the [Sands Barren Thieves].

They burn, kill and rob surrounding trade routes and towns on weekdays, and they cannot locate their whereabouts. They are like cancer.

But this time, the opportunity to wipe out has come.

There was a cooperation with this group of sand thieves, who wanted to reuse the same tricks and cooperate with the faceless people, wanted to cooperate inside and outside, and ransacked the Silent City.

But Ji Jingcheng is not a vegetarian. He has long discovered their whereabouts and has been holding back his troops, just trying to catch big fish.

"They are rushing here. We are so crowded that we can find ways to hide it and not be discovered by them."

It is not enough to clean a sand thief camp by just a few people from the 17th group. This time the cooperation was completed, and Mrs. Bai assigned all the personal guards and mercenaries who entered the cemetery as agreed.

The group landed early, waiting on the edge of the desert, preparing to follow the enemy, find the other party's base camp, and destroy the ownership.

"Leave the secret to me, the desert is also my home court." Xu Jiang took the initiative and showed his magic again.

In the strange eyes of everyone, a [Sand Melancholy] was pulled out of the cigarette box and ignited it with a blast of the flame bomb. A gust of wind and sand wrapped everyone in it.

From the outside, they are just a harsh wind and sandy weather. As long as they don’t pass by, they will definitely not be able to perceive their existence.

On the contrary, looking from the inside out, you can see the figure of the sand thief in the distance.

"What a great skill, so it will be simple next. The wind will guide us, just follow the Blue Bird."

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Chapter completed!