Every time you go out, there are treasures delivered to your door

The yellow sand is boundless, the sun, the moon and the stars are covered by the yellow all over the sky, the yellow sky, the yellow land, as if everything has lost its meaning, trapped in it, no direction, no place, no time, boundless loneliness and unknown Dazed enough to drive a man crazy.

Feng Wuxiu took heavy steps, and casually slapped the sand scorpion that jumped out.

"How long do you think we have to go before we can get out?"

The only fortunate thing is that he is not alone. It is completely different to have someone to accompany him and to walk alone. People don't like to talk.

"It should be soon."

"You answered me that way a month ago."

Two years ago, Feng Wuxiu and Mu Xirong followed Yang Ji and others to the secret realm. When the clinker arrived, the secret realm had already been opened. Pulled in, fortunately Mu Xirong grabbed Feng Wuxiu quickly with his sharp eyes and hands, and they didn't disperse.

They landed in a forest. There are indeed many treasures, but in fact it is a large oasis. Three months is enough to clean up the entire oasis. At this time, it should be the time for the closure of the secret realm, but They were not sent out, it was like a bolt from the blue.

They can only walk in the desert in one direction according to their intuition. After walking for nearly a year and nine months, they still cannot see the edge of the desert. It would be a lie to say that they are not discouraged.

The most helpless thing is that the spiritual energy in the desert is scarce, and they cannot make ends meet. It will take at least a hundred times longer to absorb the spiritual energy. They can only fly and walk for a while.

After waiting for a few days, the spiritual power was finally able to support the flight for a certain distance. Mu Xirong led Feng Wuxiu to fly with the sword. Whoever made it to the Qi training period was not a sword repairer who couldn't control the sword at all.

After Mu Xirong consumed most of her spiritual power, Feng Wuxiu passed on her own spiritual power to Mu Xirong, although not much was better than nothing.

The spiers of a sandcastle loomed in the distance, and the two planned to fly there in one go. Finally, there was some hope, and the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As the flying approached, the sandcastle slowly took on a huge size, like a small country surrounded by yellow sand that gradually lost its vitality. Whether it was a water tank next to the city gate or a small stall on the street, it brought It is full of life breath, at least there must have been people living and multiplying here.

When the two landed at the city gate, Feng Wuxiu looked up at the huge and towering city wall and was shocked. Although there was still no hope of getting out of the desert here, the two intuitively felt that this sandcastle, or more should be called Shacheng is the opportunity to go out.

The intuition of those who cultivate immortals is generally more accurate, especially when they are in danger.

Immortal cultivation goes against the sky, there must be a glimmer of life under the way of heaven, and this glimmer of life is always guided by intuition.

Going straight through the wind-blossoming and sandy streets, you almost come to the center of the city. Although it is not very big, you can see its solemn and glorious past even after it has been weathered like this.

"Come here...I always feel a little hairy all over." Feng Wuxiu frowned, but still pushed the door firmly and walked in.

"Well, the house has been weathered into yellow sand, but it has basically remained the same, including some hoes and firewood baskets. Except that they have turned into sand in essence, everything has remained." Mu Xirong definitely didn't believe it. There is no external force.

The author has something to say: Shame: No one notices the pain after disappearing for two years~

Fengjia: People who always go out for a long time have no right to cry~

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Is it better to have a big boss behind the scenes or a group of organizations?What is the identity of the big boss?

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I feel uncomfortable these days and my head hurts (:з」∠)_