Xia Fan said lightly.

"Uncle, who do you think the person you come here will be?"

As the vibrations from his feet became clearer, Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but look into the dark distance.

"Who knows, let's take a look."

Xia Fan did not think about it.

About a quarter of an hour later.

In the sight of Xia Fan and Zhou Xiaoyu.

Both of them saw countless black shadows galloping on horseback, and the other party obviously found Xia Fan and the others next to the fire.

Not long.

The visitors immediately separated the two teams and surrounded Xia Fan and Zhou Xiaoyu in an orderly manner.

"Who are you? Why do you show up here?"

These people were immediately covered with veils, mainly to prevent sand and dust.

Encirclement is complete.

Soon, a suspected leader rode a horse and brought a few people to Xia Fan slowly, and immediately asked without hesitation.

"Who are you?"

Xia Fan didn't raise his head and used the dead branches to twig the fire in front of him.

"Monk, the master of this desert, and the oasis you enjoy before you is my property."

The leader in front of him said in a low voice.

"But why do I think you are just a group of horse thieves?"
Chapter completed!