[Shen Wang] Banana deer

The desert is vast and boundless at a glance.

Two camels are walking slowly in the long yellow sand, and the lonely sound of camel bells echoes in the distant world, like heavy and helpless sighs.

Fate is like weaving, even if you are as intelligent and wise as Shen Lang Wang Lianhua, you have to be pushed by the mysterious and irresistible force of fate, and walk towards the unknown road ahead.

what's ahead?

Love and hate are on the line, victory and defeat are on the line, life and death are also on the line.

Can you cross this line?

Shen Lang could no longer think about it.

His way is under his feet.

——A Fei was sent to a safe and hidden place by me. You have only one way to go, and that is to accompany me to Stormwind Castle and help me obtain the remains of the Happy King.

Bai Fuqu said to Shen Lang in an undeniable tone, with a smile on her face that she was sure of winning.

Her smile was still so beautiful and moving, but Shen Lang no longer wanted to take a second look.

His camel was first, and he didn't know the way to Stormwind Castle, but now this road is a road that even a blind man can't go wrong.

This is a bloody road, and it is a dead end.

The corpse paved it, and the stench of blood guided the way.

Is this a road to hell?

Every dozens of steps, you can see fresh corpses, with a general savage expression on their faces, weapons still in their hands, as if they still want to get up and fight.

But they were defeated, and they gave away their lives.

Is the magic power of this relic too great?Or are people too greedy?

Or, everyone is too confident, thinking they can defeat others and reach the top.As everyone knows, there will always be only one protagonist in the story, and there will always be only one winner.

Corpses lie in front of you one after another, and the smell of blood fills your nostrils. This desolate desert is like a nightmare. I don’t know when I will wake up.

Wang Lianhua was also riding a camel through this nightmare.

He didn't look at the corpses along the road at all, and just walked forward without squinting.

Lan'er sneaked a glance at the two men lying not far away, one was a beggar without eyes, and the other had no legs, she felt a little familiar, but the ghastly horror of the corpse made her dare not take a closer look.

This journey was a shock and fear she had never experienced before—she had never seen so many dead people in her life.

The only one who has seen so many dead people is the corpse guard in Yizhuang.

After a while, Lan'er finally remembered, aren't those two people the "brave" Jin Buhuan and "the sword in the leg" Han Ling of the Beggar Gang?

These two are dead! Dead at last!

Lan'er shouted loudly to the front: "My lord, I just saw the bodies of Jin Buhuan and Han Ling."

Wang Lianhua didn't turn her head back, and said indifferently: "What's there to be happy about? Jin Buhuan and Han Ling are the ones who died at this moment, but there's no guarantee that it won't be me, Wang Lianhua, who will die the next moment. The killing has already begun, and if you don't die until the last one, How to stop?"

Lan'er couldn't help shivering.

Wang Lianhua said coldly again: "It's not just a small piece of gold that can't be exchanged. I also saw Master Yuanjue, a direct disciple of the head of Shaolin, and He Yinfeng of the Kunlun School who "flattened the sea with one sword", and the Lin family in Fujian with a single stroke. □ "Red Tassel Shufeng" Lin Shumian, who is so powerful in the southeast, when they were alive, which one was not a well-known hero in the Jianghu? At this moment, burying bones in yellow sand is no different from dead cows and dead horses?"

Lan'er exclaimed: "Have you even participated in the Shaolin sect?"

Wang Lianhua said: "The rivers and lakes are so dirty and ugly, who can really get out of the silt and not be stained after entering it? Even if the Buddha's light shines everywhere, how many people can be awakened?"

Once you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself.

Is it really that the rivers and lakes are too dirty?Or is the human heart too sinister?

As the camel moved forward, the rough wind and sand hit the person's face, almost tearing the skin.

In the wind came the clear sound of gold and iron clashing, resounding through the sky.

Lan'er was horrified, "My lord, there is someone in front!"

Wang Lianhua didn't answer, she slammed down the seat, the camel started to trot, and soon saw three people fighting in a ball in front.

A man in gray with a sword and another man in white with a sword are attacking a hunchback in coarse gray clothes, who is Sun Tuozi, the guide of Kuyue Island.

A hunchback who seems to be honest and makes a living as a guide is actually a martial arts master?

He moves quickly, his movements are brisk, and his martial arts are quite promising.

But the martial arts of the swordsman is obviously much higher than him.The swordsmanship of the two cooperated with each other and surrounded Sun Tuozi.

Wang Lianhua could see that the two of them could have killed Sun Tuozi with one sword, but they didn't, they were just like a cat trapping a mouse, they were not in a hurry to swallow it in one gulp, playing and teasing patiently like a game.

The gray-clothed swordsman laughed while beating, "Sun Er, hand over the invitation obediently and kowtow to me. I can spare your life for the sake of your old man of the Sun family."

The invitation card was also an invitation card for the Gathering in Stormwind Castle. This invitation card seemed to have become a talisman for death, a debt for death.

Sun Tuozi didn't say a word, just focused on parrying, the three of them fought until the sky was full of sand and dust, like a thick yellow fog, even the shape of his figure could not be seen clearly.

Lan'er watched the thrilling battle not far or near, and her heart began to get nervous for the hunchback that she had never met before.

Maybe in a moment he will turn into a dead body, buried by the wind and sand, leaving no trace, as if he never came to this world, leaving only endless sorrow and nostalgia for those who love him.

Lan'er looked sideways at Wang Lianhua, and said in a mournful voice: "My lord, please save him."

Wang Lianhua sneered and said: "He has no relatives and reasons for me, why should I waste my energy for him?"

Their voices startled the three fighting each other, the hunchback glanced at it, and suddenly shouted loudly: "My lord, save me, I know where Shaoxia Shen is!"

Wang Lianhua's expression froze, she jumped up from the back of the camel, and fell into the middle of the three entangled and fighting like a bird falling into a forest.

He flicked the sleeve of his robe lightly, as if with a mighty force, he swung away the two sharp swords stabbing the hunchback at the same time.

The two swordsmen did not stop, the blades swirled, the green light flashed, and they stabbed Wang Lianhua.

The hunchback's pressure suddenly went away, and he let out a long breath, knowing that he saved his life by saving his life.

Wang Lianhua saw that the coming sword was as imposing as a rainbow, she was not in a hurry, her arms relaxed, and she moved skillfully, there was a "choking" sound, and the two swords collided.

The two swordsmen suddenly looked serious, exchanged glances, and cooperated closely, only dancing the two gleaming long swords impenetrably.

Wang Lianhua has a graceful body, a chic posture, and a very relaxed expression when making moves. He laughed and said: "The flying dragon sword technique of the Kongtong School is indeed exquisite, but it is a pity that the two of you have not yet mastered it. Why don't you go back and practice for two years?"

He told the sect of the two of them and the sword technique they used in one word, which only shocked and frightened the two of them.

Look at this gentleman again, his moves are fierce, he tapped his feet on the yellow sand, barely raising any dust, it is known that he is a master of masters, his heart is terrified, his mind is unsteady, it is wrong to cooperate with Wu Jian's swordsmanship After two moves, the gap was revealed.

Wang Lianhua seized the opportunity, the sleeves of her robe rolled up, like the wind sweeping away the leaves, the two long swords were released immediately, and all fell into Wang Lianhua's hands, without waiting for a reaction, Wang Lianhua waved her backhand, and the two long swords were like The poisonous snake pierced the throats of the two of them as if it came out of a hole, with a murderous aura, like lightning.

The two of them seemed to have no time to dodge, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they stared desperately at the sharp sword that was shining coldly and flew towards their faces.

In the end, the two poisonous snake-like long swords only scratched the neck.

The sun was scorching like fire, but the murderous aura made the foreheads of the two of them be covered with cold sweat.

This young man's attack was accurate and ruthless, but he did not kill anyone after all.

"Who are you?" the gray-clothed swordsman asked in a harsh voice.

Wang Lianhua's face showed sharp lines, "The one who can kill you! Hand over the invitation, leave quickly, and save the dog's life." His tone was indifferent and strangely stiff.

No one wants to die when they can save their lives.

Two bright red invitations flew over and landed at Wang Lianhua's feet, but the two figures, one gray and one white, had already disappeared in the flying yellow sand.

Wang Lianhua didn't go to pick up the invitation, a stream of cold sweat suddenly rolled down his forehead, and the moment his face was distorted, he clutched his chest tightly and threw himself on the sand.

"Young master." Lan'er exclaimed and rushed over to support him.

Sun Tuozi didn't know why, so he looked at it not far away in surprise and strangeness.

He saw that young man's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were wide open, he was gasping for breath as if he was about to drown, and it took all his strength to squeeze out two words, "Banana deer."

The woman hugged him, shouting and crying with anxiety.

The young master seemed to be unable to bear the sudden pain, the heavy panting gradually weakened, and finally his consciousness became blurred, and he fell asleep leaning against the woman's arms.

Sun Tuozi made up his mind to approach the two of them.Although he was not considered a good person, he did owe that young master his life.

Lan'er fell down in the yellow sand, holding Wang Lianhua tightly, her tears wet the yellow sand at her feet like broken beads.

Sun Tuozi asked cautiously, "What happened to him?"

Lan'er sobbed: "Young master has been poisoned, at this moment, the poison must have happened."

She seemed to wake up suddenly, and looked around hurriedly, only to find that the two camels that were carrying them had disappeared without a trace.

She looked blank for a moment, then pulled Wang Lianhua onto her back, and walked forward with him on her back.

She was so thin and thin, with a man much taller than herself on her back, her back bowed extremely low, like a bow that was stretched too far and was about to break the bowstring, she moved forward with difficulty, and she hadn't taken three steps. Then she staggered and fell into the sand, but she still tightly protected the young man.

Sun Tuozi was only moved when he saw it. He hurried to catch up with Lan'er, and asked in surprise, "Where are you taking him? He saved my life. If there is anything I can do to help, just ask."

Lan'er grabbed his arm with all her strength, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and begged: "Please, please help me, help me bring him to Stormwind Castle, only that place can save him."

Sun Tuozi turned pale with shock, "Blaster's Castle! I really wanted to go to Blaster's Castle before, but now it's only two days before Qingming Festival, and you've seen the horrors along the way. Blaster's Castle in Qingming Festival will be a purgatory on earth."

Lan'er wiped away her tears with her hand, and said in a shockingly firm tone: "I will definitely take him to Stormwind Castle, whether it is life or death, I will save him."

Sun Tuozi was stunned for a while, and then said word by word: "Okay, I'll carry him." After finishing speaking, he immediately carried Wang Lianhua on his back, and walked towards the direction where the setting sun fell.

**

After spending the whole night in a daze on the perilous desert, the two continued to rush to Stormwind Castle.

The closer they got to Stormwind Castle, the fewer and fewer dead bodies there were.

Those who can walk this last stretch of the road will no longer be ordinary hands who can be easily killed.

The reason why a master is a master is because he will neither be killed easily nor kill people easily.

Only those barbarians who thought they had reached the pinnacle of martial arts after learning a few moves would kill like wild beasts.

At the end of the horizon, a corner of the white banner faintly appeared, and there was the mysterious and terrifying Stormwind Castle.There is still a day's journey at most.

Laner's mood became more and more anxious.

She silently followed Sun Tuozi's side, constantly looking at Wang Lianhua on his back.

He had been falling into a drowsy sleep, his face so pale that it was almost transparent.

Is he still alive?

Even if he is still alive now, how long can he live?

Even if he arrived at Stormwind Castle, how would he get the antidote?

These thoughts seemed to hit Lan Er's heart with a heavy hammer, almost making her tremble all over.

She stretched out her hand, but didn't dare to test his breath.

She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have helped Bai Fuqu let her take Shen Lang away.With Shen Lang, the young master's hope of surviving will be even greater.

Shen Lang, Shen Lang, why is it Shen Lang?

Shen Lang, why are you so cruel?Why do you want to abandon the son?

Her regret and guilt turned into intense hatred towards Shen Lang in an instant.

Shen Lang, this is your choice, you chose to leave Young Master, regardless of his life or death, do you know how much Young Master has paid for you?

Young master, you are not worth it. The worst thing you did was getting to know Shen Lang.

Lan'er hurried forward in despair, under the scorching sun, the tears on her face seemed to have never been dried.

Suddenly there was a rush of camel bells behind him, and two camels came trotting from behind with three people on their backs.

Lan'er and Sun Tuozi looked at each other with general fear.

Is the visitor an enemy or a friend?How to deal with it?Can they still make it to Stormwind Castle alive?

That Qingyue camel bell was even more terrifying than the ghostly beeping.

Lan'er unconsciously approached Wang Lianhua, took his cold hand, and was ready to fight desperately.

The two camels gradually approached, and when they saw who was coming, Lan'er's eyes suddenly burst into flames of joy.