Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Following Jiang Cha's instructions, they walked for about three more hours, and the sun was about to set. Mu Yan looked at the setting sun in the west and frowned.

They couldn't go any further. Just as Mu Yan was about to suggest resting, someone suddenly screamed. Mu Yan then realized that their feet seemed to be stuck in the sand below.

Wet quicksand!

He almost immediately recalled a village in the desert where a girl said that in some parts of the desert, the sand could eat people. He had never encountered this before, but he had here.

Some people were sinking down to their waists, and Mu Yan told them to lie down quickly, because the more they struggled, the lower they would fall.

She reached out and grabbed his hand: "Sir, if you hold my hand and step on me, maybe we can get up there."

"No."

Before Mu Yan could even finish speaking, he denied it.

It seems they're doomed this time.

"Hey guys, swimming?"

For some reason, Mu Yan knew who it was as soon as she heard the voice. Sure enough, she turned her head and saw that Jiang Cha had changed into a green dress, the style of which looked similar to what the girls outside were wearing.

"Swimming, swimming."

Amukang, holding a long piece of wood, smiled and echoed Jiangcha's words. Jiangcha had a basket slung over her arm, looking as relaxed as if she were there for a picnic.

"Miss Jiang."

Mu Yan looked around and saw that several people had sand up to their necks, and even he wasn't in a good situation.

Jiang Cha squatted down in a safe area: "I'm saving people on conditions. I just saw that the jade pendant on your waist is quite nice. Can I borrow it to play with?"

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Yan knew what she meant. He moved his still-functioning hand, reached down, and tore off the ribbon, throwing it to Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha chuckled as she held the tea in her hand, instructing the grinning Amu Kang beside her. The young boy smiled and stretched the wood into my sandpit, and everyone else instinctively reached over.

……

Following Amukang, they found the back of the sand dune, where a fire was lit in a sheltered spot. Jiang Cha sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully examining the patterns on the jade pendant.

Mu Yan pulled his clothes tighter and sat down opposite her. Since only one place was burning, everyone naturally wanted to be close to the warmer spot.

"Your jade pendant has a phoenix on it. Did your boyfriend give it to you?"

Jiang Cha looked at Mu Yan across from her. The six of them were sitting together, with Jiang Cha sitting alone on one side, looking a little lonely. Mu Yan tilted her head, seemingly unaware of what she was talking about.

"The jade pendant must have been a gift from your sweetheart!"

Mu Yan shook his head, perhaps feeling there was no need to explain to an outsider, and said nothing.

In the middle of the night, everyone was huddling together for warmth. Mu Yan couldn't sleep at the slightest sound. In front of the dying fire, there was no sign of that petite figure.

He got up and looked around, but the sand dune was gone. He stood up, glanced around, frowned, and walked toward the sand dune behind him.

On the other side, he held a dimly lit torch in his hand, and his other hand was on the ground, seemingly injured, with blood flowing from his shoulder.

Jiang Cha strode forward, and Mu Yan happened to see this scene and immediately rushed out: "Stop!"

Jiang Cha squatted down, her outstretched hand hanging in mid-air. Both of them saw Mu Yan. The man stepped forward to support her outstretched hand, his eyes flashing with murderous intent for the first time.

Jiang Cha stared into his eyes, said nothing, stood up, and walked back the way he had come.

"My lord, there were wolves just now. I thought there were only a few, so I thought I could handle them myself. Who knew that the pack of wolves led me here? That's when I realized I'd been tricked. Thank goodness for Miss Jiang..."

Mu Yan pursed his lips. The torches only illuminated a limited area, and he had come in the dark. He hadn't seen the wolf's carcass in the night.

"Go back first."

Helping her to the back of the sand pile, they saw Jiang Cha carrying her small basket, with Amu Kang still sleepy-eyed beside her, clearly ready to leave.

Mu Yan helped Shen Dong sit down on the edge of the sand pile and headed towards the place where the light was about to go out. Jiang Cha didn't even look at him and called to Amu Kang to leave.

"Miss Jiang."

Mu Yan called her name, but Jiang Cha didn't speak. Mu Yan, with her long legs, strode over to her in a few steps: "I'm sorry about earlier, I took things out of context, I..."

"stop"

Jiang Cha interrupted him, crossed her arms and looked at him. Mu Yan looked at the little girl who had just reached his shoulder, his face no longer showing the gentleness of the day, but a distant expression.

"We just met by chance. I saved you a few times because I was soft-hearted. Now, it's goodbye forever."

"Miss Jiang..."

Jiang Cha glared at him, clearly showing a hint of temper: "What?"

"I know you are no ordinary person. Although we have only known each other for a short time, I implore you to help us retrieve the red spider lily."

Jiang Cha's eyes widened. Should he read what he was saying? He was just threatening her a moment ago, and now he's shamelessly begging her for help?

Mu Yan probably knew that his words were inappropriate, but at this point, asking her for help was the best option, since his martial arts skills were average and the others were not physically strong enough.

She was injured again. Looking at the wolf on the ground, this girl looked young, but she had a big secret.

"Take the things out with you, and I'll agree to anything you ask, young lady."

As they spoke, everyone else had already stood up. Suddenly, one of them knelt down, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed his head, saying, "Please help me, young lady."

"Please help me, young lady."

Six people stood in neat rows and bowed deeply to her. Jiang Cha did not respond. After a long time, the dawn had quietly broken, and Jiang Cha sat down on the spot with her arms crossed.

Amukang, who was standing to the side, imitated her by sitting cross-legged.

"I always just observe and don't get involved; it's very expensive to hire me."

Mu Yan almost immediately replied, "No problem."

Jiang Cha pouted and turned her head away. Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She had agreed, so they were now in a winning position.

"Old fox, you've mastered the art of feigning indifference perfectly."

He interrupted on June 1st, and he knew that every fragment seemed to be very fond of ginger tea, which attracted wolves, causing him to misunderstand and then feel guilty. 666

Since everyone was awake, they packed their things and set off.

Jiang Cha smiled, but this misunderstanding and her slight guilt weren't enough to make him look at her more than once, so she was just pretending to be soft-hearted. The time ahead was the key.

The group was heading west, walking leisurely along the Jiangcha Road. Mu Yan fell a little behind: "Miss Jiang, have you always lived in the desert?"

She hadn't been there long when she sent the message. She nodded, and Mu Yan looked down at her sideways: "Have you ever seen the red spider lily, young lady?"

Jiang Cha shook her head quickly. Mu Yan could tell that she was still unwilling to talk to him because of what happened in the morning, so he wisely stopped bothering her. But suddenly, her wrist was grabbed.

Before anyone could react, Jiang Cha shouted, "Don't move!"

Her shout caused the people in front to stop and turn around to look at her. Jiang Cha grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and squatted down, leaving the others completely bewildered.

Mu Yan's gaze fell on the hand on that wrist. The next second, Jiang Cha rushed out. She heard a scream and heard the person in front being pulled into the ground by something.

The movement was swift; there was almost a hole below, and the person disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Cha drew his sword from the nearest person and jumped down. Mu Yan reacted instantly, telling everyone to be quiet, and his eyes were fixed on the empty hole.

Then something seemed to move on the ground, its huge back arching over the sand dunes, wandering around them like a monster, reaching out with a sword and throwing it at Mu Yan: "My lord."

When it was thrown into the middle, something suddenly burst out of its shell, and a huge shadow enveloped the person in it. Then, the person who had just been dragged into the sand was thrown out as if they had been thrown out.

Then another person flew out. Mu Yan quickly got up and saw that the first thing that had come out was not far from them. It turned out to be a huge scorpion.

It's indescribably big, its tail is wagging, and it has two huge pincers; if it gets scratched, it probably won't survive.

Mu Yan saw the little girl move her feet and rushed over without expression. The others went to see the person who had been dragged underground. There were two large holes in his wounds, and they seemed to be bottomless.

Blood kept flowing from his mouth, and he only struggled for a short while before he died.

Mu Yan turned around and saw the girl holding a sword, moving with incredible speed. The scorpion, teased by her, became even more ferocious. Mu Yan watched as the scorpion's tail lunged at her: "Watch out!"

The enormous tail wrapped around her body, and Jiang Cha was instantly swept away. Mu Yan rushed over, but seeing something so big for the first time, he was at a loss for what to do.

Jiang Cha propped himself up and spat out a mouthful of blood; this thing was incredibly strong.

When the men pointed their weapons at Scorpion, Jiang Cha had a bad feeling. She looked around, then reached behind her and grabbed a metal box about the size of an iron box.

The other side had already been swept away by the tail. Jiang Cha flipped in mid-air and said, "Get away from here. If there are too many people, it will be difficult for the scorpion to crawl down."

Mu Yan watched her retreating figure, her back covered in red marks, unaware of how badly she was injured: "Miss Jiang, if you can't go, then leave. There's no need to put yourself in danger because of our affairs."

Jiang Cha dodged the scorpion's pincers and landed not far from him. Hearing this, she smiled and looked at Mu Yan. The shark clip on her head was no longer secure and was hurting her scalp.

Jiang Cha simply took the tea, her long hair flowing wildly, and turned back to give Mu Yan a bright smile: "You're so long-winded."

Even though Mu Yan had seen many stunning beauties, she was still amazed by her smile more than once.

Jiang Cha didn't even frown. She leaped into the air, spun around a few times, and plunged her sword into the scorpion's head. The scorpion instantly collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Cha was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and Mu Yan quickly stepped forward. He felt that the scorpion's heat was greater than that of the surrounding area. He and Jiang Cha stuck their swords in the ground, and then Jiang Cha picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it down on the top of the room.

The scorpion instantly stopped moving.

Mu Yan's hands trembled as she watched Jiang Cha take out the small iron box and pour the liquid directly onto the scorpion's head. Jiang Cha then held out her hand and shouted, "Fire!"

The person behind her immediately handed her a tinderbox. Jiang Cha looked at it for a long time, but she didn't know how to use it. She was studying it when Mu Yan reached out his hand: "Miss Jiang, let me help you?"

Jiang Cha tossed the item to her, and Mu Yan blew on it before throwing it directly onto the scorpion's head. Before the flames could ignite, Jiang Cha pulled Mu Yan aside, and the two of them fell out.

Feeling someone come over to help her, Jiang Cha spat out the sand in her mouth and got up.

A fragrant aroma wafted from the scorpion's head behind him. Mu Yan stared at the firelight, lost in thought.

A soft cry of pain from someone beside him pulled him back to reality. Mu Yan looked over and saw that the girl's once clean face was now covered in fine gauze, and she had been injured somewhere on her back, with a large patch of blood staining it.

"Miss Jiang, we need to stop the bleeding quickly."

Jiang Cha touched her back and smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, I can handle it myself."

Mu Yan and the others brought some very good ointment, but since Jiang Cha was a girl, she had to apply the medicine herself, and the group sat outside the sand dune waiting for her.

"Hey,"

Jiang Cha poked her head out, and Mu Yan, thinking something was wrong, turned to look at her; "What's wrong?"

Upon seeing that half of her shoulder was bare, he instantly looked away. The others also tried to turn their heads, but Mu Yan scolded them for not moving, and everyone became as still as statues.

What's your name?

The pleasant voice clearly didn't think anything was wrong. Mu Yan had a headache and had no choice but to honestly say her name. Shen Dong also followed suit and said his name.

“Miss Jiang, thank you so much for saving my life. If you ever need anything in the future, please feel free to ask me for help.”

Mu Yan glanced at the eagerly stretching out, and Jiang Cha chuckled softly.

"Come and see, is this what you need?"

Mu Yan's eyes lit up. After confirming that Jiang Cha was dressed properly, the group strode forward, crossed the high sand dunes, and found themselves in a large open space.

Not far away, about a hundred meters away, a bright red flower swayed into everyone's view. Mu Yan stared at the flower, her eyes revealing little emotion.

On the contrary, the others were extremely excited. These people had never been to the desert before. Even though they were skilled in martial arts outside, everything here was something they had never experienced before.

For half a month, they endured wind and rain, searching for something they had never seen before. When it finally appeared before their eyes, everyone could only weep with joy.

Upon closer inspection, it became apparent that the flowers varied wildly in size, some having only four or five petals, each one so red it seemed to drip blood. Some people stepped forward to pick them directly, but the ginger tea that had been quietly brewing flew over their heads.

She kicked the man in the butt, drew her sword and held it in front of the flowers. Several people saw this and wanted to draw their swords, but Mu Yan stopped them.

Perhaps due to the long journey through the desert, Mu Yan was only tanned, but he seemed to be quite young. He looked at Jiang Cha and said, "Miss Jiang..."

"I bet you've forgotten my name."

She said that out of the blue, and Mu Yan didn't immediately understand. What was the connection between the two things?

"Ginger tea."

Although he didn't know the reason for her question, he still said her name. The girl curled the corners of her mouth: "Miss Jiang, calling me Miss Jiang, I really thought you were using me to find flowers. In my hometown, not calling someone by their name is considered disrespectful."

Mu Yan didn't speak, but the person she had just kicked was clearly indignant: "What did you do!"

Jiang Cha glanced at him indifferently: "I'll hit you."

She glanced at the group of people, her gaze settling on the red flowers: "If you pull these flowers out, they'll be ruined. They withered before you could even take them out of the desert." Mu Yan looked at her, humbly seeking her advice.

"Ginger...how can I take it with me?"

Jiang Cha casually plucked a petal and handed it to them: "I don't know what you're going to do, but even if it's a big deal, one petal is enough. You can't be too ruthless."

Mu Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute and nodded slightly to her.

Later, they walked back along the route and soon saw the familiar two-story building again. It still stood there quietly. Mu Yan and the others seemed to be in a hurry and did not want to stay any longer.

Before leaving, they each carried some food. Mu Yan held a piece of cloth in his hand and looked at Jiang Cha standing in front of him: "Miss Jiang, are you really not leaving?"

Jiang Cha shook her head and looked behind her: "I still have things to finish here."

Mu Yan nodded, knowing she couldn't force the issue: "These past few days, you've been incredibly helpful, Miss. If you ever go to the capital, or need anything from the streets and alleys of Cheng, you can always come to me."

Jiang Cha tilted her head, her fair skin standing out starkly in the desert: "Is this a promise?"

Mu Yan looked at her, and Jiang Cha waved her hand: "Let's go. Amukang will take you back to your world. We'll meet again someday."

Mu Yan nodded solemnly. The group walked away, and the people on the sand dune behind them slowly turned into a black dot. Mu Yan took a few steps and then looked back.

A lot happened this time, and he probably won't forget that desert, and the strange girl who once lived there.