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~~~Divideline~~~

Deep in the Golden Desert, there is a hidden and huge oasis, with trees full of oasis with emerald green gems, dotted with the desolate desert. This is one of the most famous oasis in the Golden Desert - Fei Lengcui.

The reason why it is called cold jade is not only because it has rippling springs and lush plants, but also because it is home to the famous sand thief group "cold jade" in the Golden Desert.

The best location in the oasis is of course a place close to water and lush grass. It is now occupied by a huge tent.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and it was the best time of the day in the desert. The hot sun in the day was about to set and lost its power; the cold wind at night had not yet blown.

However, the noise from the huge tent broke the beautiful dusk.

"Grandma, I'm so bear. Lin Xiaoqu and Ma Saner have been out for a day, why haven't they come back yet?" A tall and slightly bald middle-aged man in his forties and fifties shouted in the tent.

"Father, can you speak in a low voice? Your ears are deafened by you." A young man sat on a chair beside him and frowned with the book.

I saw him about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome face, wearing a simple blue shirt, and a casually tied into a bun, and he looked like a romantic figure.

But this outfit is really not harmonious with other men in the tent's short shirts and thick pants, and the look is full of bandits.

"Bad, don't call me a father. I've sent you to study for a few years, but my father won't call me anymore. My father calls me so upset all day long. You are a forgot to your roots." The bald middle-aged man said angrily.

"Dad, I didn't forget my roots. I know, we are bandits, oh, sand thieves, robbing the rich and helping the poor. But Dad, you are willing to be a sand thief for the rest of your life. Don't you want to be the number one sand thief in this golden desert? Don't you want to be a general in the empire with dignity? Don't you want your son and me to become a respected talent?" The young man asked back with great pain.

"Get out of your baby, your mother died early. I promised her to take good care of you. Look at what you have learned. I have taught you a lesson. What can I do if I don't act as a sand thief? Go and sell it as a woman?" The big man stood up, his voice terrifying.

"Don't calm down, young master, he is also for your own good." The other men in the tent wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Seeing that the boss was furious, he hurriedly persuaded him.

"Dad, if you want to do this, I will go back to the empire!" The young man also had a stubborn temper and stood up and said.

"Good son, what are you going to do?" As soon as the young man said, the middle-aged man immediately gave in like a deflated ball.

He knew very well that his son was a person who did what he said. When he was only 8 years old, he said that he was weak and said that he wanted to kill himself and come back to show him.

As a result, he left the camp that night, and three days later, he was covered in bruises and returned to the camp with the body of a sand wolf.

From then on, no one in the entire "cold jade" dared to underestimate this young master who looked a little bookish.

You know, the sand wolf is the most terrifying creature in the entire Golden Desert. It gathers into groups, whistling and sweeping away. No matter how powerful a sand thief group is, it does not want to face a group of violent sand wolf head-on.

As for how their young master used to kill a sand wolf bigger than him, that was not what they cared about.

In the Golden Desert, as long as you can survive, whether you use force or wisdom, you will win the respect of others.

So, in a sense, this place is even simpler and fairer than a normal society. As long as you have the ability, someone will believe in you, respect you, and follow you.

"I don't want to do anything. Dad, as long as you can listen to me, spend more of your thoughts on the empire, and transfer our focus to the empire, I will obey and take your class. I think all the uncles, uncles and aunts here will agree." The young master said.

"Yes, we all believe in the young master." The sand thieves nodded and said yes. They had seen the skills of their young masters. They hunted sand wolves alone at the age of 8, led 200 "cold jade" to destroy the one-eyed dragons of the top ten sand thieves in the Golden Desert at the age of 13, and were sent by their boss to study in the empire at the age of 14, and returned at the age of 18...

Such a child was watched by them. These thieves may not be good people, but most of them are loyal people, especially those around them and their own children.

In their eyes, this young master is the future - the king of the Golden Desert!

"Good son, it's not me, oh, dad, I don't want to do what you said, but you also know that a few days ago, the Red Fox, the Flame Army and the Golden Tigers joined forces to send a letter to your dad, urging us to join their alliance. Your dad, I am old, and I'm not afraid of them, so I can run away at worst. But look, can you, your uncles and aunts here run? Even if you can run, what should you do for the rest of your life? And you and the boys with you, don't you have to look at me, your dad, you're not confused, have you been going to the team for all those under the age of 20? What military training should you do? If you become an army, can you fight against nearly 10,000 people from the three families? So, I'm really embarrassed." The bald middle-aged boss said in pain.

"Dad, you just thought of using our 'Leng Jade' to fight against the alliance of the three mobs on their own. Why didn't you think of the friends in the west?" said the young young master.

"Western? Do you guys ask me to collude with Western barbarians first? Although I became a thief, I was a Han family member and a Han ghost when I died!" The man said angrily.

A group of sand thieves under the tent also glared at him.

"How could I ask you to do such a thing that is sorry for your ancestors? West, Longcheng!" said the young man with a headache.
Chapter completed!