New Moon

Chapter 2

Young Asha's heavy footsteps ran through the golden desert and echoed across the vast land, however, which did not attract the attention of a young man galloping ahead on a black horse. In his mind, there is only one goal, one elf entering this moment.

I have to go back and ask you the truth!

It was not long before the desert warriors reached their destination. A group of people known as nomads are unloading water bags made of leather from the backs of carriages, horses and camels. But all life must stop moving, and when a tall young man falls off his beloved horseback, he will let out a roar with an angry expression on his face.

"Where is my father!"

There was no response, which made the young man's expression and eyes show dissatisfaction again.

"I asked where you are! Where is Sinkin!"

The first sentence asked the father, and the next sentence was the name of a girl he knew.

When the name belonged to a twin sister, she disappeared, and when he went to rob the caravan, it was not something he would never be heated up for, how could it not be known?

When the anger is stronger than before, the answer that Prudential wants is at this moment, when the person he asked for comes out of his sheepskin tent.

"Why do you want to follow me loudly? You just have to walk in here."

The sickly middle-aged man is his father and the leader of this nomadic tribe.

When Shin Cheng saw it, he suddenly came in and found the silver ornaments hanging from his tough torso beating in his movements, and then stopped in his hoarse voice.

"What do I hear you mean by elevating Sinkin to the devil's Wu Ying?"

Xincheng asked him what he wanted to know. When he went to rob with the soldiers of the tribe, before he could find the target, a fast horse informed that the twin sisters had been sent to Fengfu. This is an area occupied by demons called monsters. Although he had never seen these demons, he knew that they were no more human than they were. If she is an immortal whose body part is an animal part is a human, she gets angry when she hears that she has been asked to turn her into Wu Ying, a man who has no heart. As soon as he heard that the man who was going to be her husband was a monster, he was furious and hurried back to the tribe's residence before he could confide the truth to his father.

"What do you hear, what does it mean," replied the father in a calm voice, but he was even angrier.

"Don't tell me your father traded her for this water!" He pointed his finger at the bag full of water behind him.

The other party didn't answer, just silence, which is the clear answer.

"How can you do that? She is your child." Prudential was disappointed with his father, and his face showed an ugly expression of anger.

The more senior man gnashed his teeth, his eyes full of anger, and his son spoke out only after a while.

"Xin Cheng, do you see how many people in our tribe have starved to death? Will you see them, old and young, dying of thirst?"

"That's why you swapped your own daughter for water."

If the person in front is not his father, the middle-aged man's voice will never respond again, which makes Xincheng even angrier. He won't wait any longer, he will take off the crescent ring at the waist and kill them all.

Unable to do so, he could only stare at his father's rough face and speak in a low voice.

"You'll be sorry."

After the sound ended, he came out the other way under the gaze of tribesmen, who looked at him in horror and said that Prudential would do unexpected things. . . Get Prudential back.

Even the father thought so, and as soon as he saw the tall man go away, he cried out.

"Where are you going, Prudential?"

The man was stopped, turned a little, and looked with his eyes. It was difficult to read what he said before, which made all those who heard him breathless.

"I'll go and bring Sinkin back."

His father disagreed, and came in, shouting:

"You can't do this, Xincheng. She's going to be Wu Ying of the general. She's going to get married one day. You can't rob for the next few nights."

Xincheng snorted in his throat and smiled at the corners of his mouth. "Aren't you so scared because of Dad?"

No answer, the son's eyes have answered how afraid he is of human beings, if it weren't for the fact that he and his tribesmen knew about a small pond in the desert. Hitchhiking in search of a new place to live, it was Tianyi, an evil general who ruled Crown Peak House in this arid desert, which is called a rich area. So that he would not be arrested by Tianyi's soldiers on the charge of invasion, the charge of stealing was fatal, and he would not lose other tribal members because of his stupidity. It is right to give up the most important things in life in exchange for other people's lives. But Prudential doesn't think so. He was upset when he saw that his father didn't give him an answer.

"You have said to me that Cinkin is your treasure, and that she has a face like your mother's, and that no matter how she dies, she will not throw her to anyone."

I don't even care who Tianyi is, or how his father and other tribal members were discovered by Tianyi's undead soldiers. All he had in mind was a picture of Sinkin. . . His twin sister, his father's foolish behavior.

Although she looks like her brother, she is more like her mother. Although she is a nomadic woman, her beauty is unparalleled, which is not surprising. If Prudential cherishes her so much, she is her sister. It was also his treasure, and since his mother's death his heart had been as strong as it is today, while his father had snubbed him as he had been. When he grew up to become the chief warrior of the tribe, his father began to summon him, but only for this purpose.

"Prudential..." When his son made a mess, he called each other's names.

Prudential smiled. "He is an asshole." Then he turned and walked to a group of desert warriors who knew what to do next. But when his father's voice came from the wind, he stopped again.

"You can't do this, you will bring trouble to our people!"

Prudential glanced as her father continued to speak.

"You will succeed me in the future, and you must think of the people in the tribe in everything you do."

The young man exhaled all his breath, as if he were listening, but he did not, and he kept walking, and he lost his father's patience.

"If you mount a horse, I'll take you for a tribe!"

Cheng Xin turned around, roared, slightly nervous in his throat, and said first.

"No matter what, I will bring Sinkin back."

Then he jumped on horseback, looked at the young soldiers who had robbed side by side for many years, and asked loudly.

"Go with me, get on the horse at once!"

The warriors hesitated for a moment, and then jumped on their horses in unison. Despite their love and respect for Prudential's father, those orphans who lost their parents in the famine were adopted by Prudential. Mastering weapons, riding horses and hunting, rather than being noticed by leaders when choosing between those who are as respectful as brothers and sisters. For leaders who can barely see their identity, it is difficult to make a choice other than being seen as fighters who only take care of tribal members.

Xincheng scanned his comrades and suddenly raised his chin tip, ignoring his father's anxious eyes.

Asha's footsteps sped to the sand ahead, and his destination was Fengfu area not far from this area, so that other members of the tribe could follow, fearing that there would be disaster in a few minutes. The father, who had lost his beloved son and daughter because of weakness, was so distressed that he could not even dissuade his son, but he had to go on and speak in a low voice to his bosom friend.

"Tell everyone to pack and we will leave immediately."

This place no longer exists. . . Prudential's actions will definitely pose a threat.

I can't live any longer. . .