Chapter 292 – Desert Nigh (1/2)

Needless to say, seeing the eyes of these sand slaves, the others knew what to do.

It was a really good place to rest, but it’s not a place to be taken lightly, and the first thing to be prepared for was the sand slaves.

There were only a few tall walls, no roofs, and the wind was dry and dusty. The temperature was dropping when the sky was getting dark. Even the three people who had to adapt to the cold winter in the Flaming Horns tribe could also feel the goose bumps. They were not frozen, but they always felt a chilling feeling.

“Eat something first, and keep watch later.” Shao Xuan said.

They broke apart a piece of bread and divided it for the three people to eat, together with a little meat and water to keep it down.

The rest of the team were similarly eating, and the people of the same tribe were together. This time, they would naturally rely on the people of their own tribe.

Shao Xuan looked closely at the camel following them. It was very clever, knowing it was with Shao Xuan’s side, so it avoided the other people, especially the sand slaves. Currently, it was chewing a corner of a plant like withered roots, and was eating with relish.

The sight of the sand slaves swept round the men in the procession, and then stuck to Mud that was chewing, with a hint of greed in their eyes.

A sand slave closest to Mud finally couldn’t help it. This sand slave was one with a darker skin. In the night, it was like a layer of protective color, and while holding a sharpened spur, like a predator of the night, he suddenly rushed out.

Although his ultimate goal was the camel, the first thing he has to solve was Shao Xuan next to the camel.

There was no other extra action, everything was just fast! Ruthless! Hard! Enough for the hit to be deadly.

The protruding bone spur was screaming with a broken wind. If Shao was stabbed, his chest would be directly penetrated. Even if the resilience of a totem warrior was strong, they could not escape the fate of a man who had been stabbed to death.

There was no fire on Shao Xuan’s side. By the light of the moon, Shao Xuan could see jagged lines appearing on the sand slave. It was different from the slaves he had seen before, when he was looking for the Flaming Horns tribe people. The slaves over there showed a chain-style pattern, not a jagged one.

So, these slaves belong to a different slave owner?

The flushed sand slave’s eyes reflected the cold moonlight, with a hint of bloodthirsty excitement, as if he would immediately hook the piece of meat from the other. Perhaps he felt that he would soon be able to solve these extra people and then monopolize the camel.

Puff!

The sound of the body being penetrated was particularly clear at this time.

The expression on the washed-out sand slave’s face solidified. Not only did he not hit the target, but he suffered a sudden pain.

Bang–

The flying sand slave fell to the ground, without breath.

Shao Xuan waved the stone knife on his hand, wiped the blood on his body, inserted it into the sand in front of him, and then looked up to the group of sand slaves on the other side.

A few of the sand slaves saw the one on the ground that did not get up after. Their faces held no surprise or fear or other expressions, and just looked on with curiosity, seeming to reassess Shao Xuan’s strength and the threat of this team.

Among the sand slaves, there were several strong men who were not as thin as the other sand slaves. A few steps away from the body, there was no one from the other sand slaves who went near. They looked at Huang Ye and the others too, then continued to do their own things. They had an unknown creature tied to a bone knife and was set on fire to roast. Because this place had limited firewood, the fire that could be ignited was not big, the fire was limited, so the meat was not thoroughly cooked. They also ate a lot, and when they bite, they brought out the guts and blood of some animals.