After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Chapter 53 Sand Sea (18)

The vision connection between Lu Ran and Ruo Mu was disconnected.

In the dark temple, most people have fallen asleep.Only his heavy panting echoed in the empty temple.That thrilling meteorite natural disaster is deeply imprinted in my heart.No matter how strong the fortress is, it can't stop the doomed catastrophe.When disaster strikes, it cannot be changed by humans after all.

Lu Ran felt some kind of desolation of God's will in the dark, helplessness and despair welled up in his heart, and he slowly hugged his body tightly.

Yi Yao was still sleeping soundly, with warmth coming from his side.Lu Ran cautiously stretched out his hand to hook his knuckles, but Yi Yao remained motionless.Lu Ran confidently and boldly held his whole hand, and a warm current gushed out from where the skin touched.Lu Ran felt an inexplicable comfort, and his beating heart slowly returned to calm.

He let go of his hands and closed his eyes, reconnecting with Ruomu.

In the dream, Yi Yao's fingers trembled slightly, and he rubbed his fingertips together lightly, as if he was reminiscing about some kind of tactile sensation that came from nowhere.

As soon as Lu Ran connected his soul power, he was almost blinded.

In order to see clearly in the darkness, he had to gather all his soul power and adjust Ruomu's perception of light to the maximum.So this time he took it for granted.As a result, the eyes were stung by the golden light on the spot.

A piece of gauze covered the top of Ruomu's head to block out the light.Lu Ran hurriedly adjusted the spiritual weapon, and after adapting to the bright light outside, he controlled Ruomu to slowly come out from under the gauze.

The first thing I saw was Yi Yao's smiling face.Lu Ran remembered that because of fear, he secretly held the hand of this unknown magician just now while he was asleep.Inexplicable embarrassment surged out, and the spiritual power fluctuated with the mood, and Ruomu, who was controlling it, staggered and flew forward in the air.

This time the three of them were not separated, Song Jun and Duanmujian were beside Yi Yao.Ruomu passed by Yi Yao pretending to be calm and calm, and flew to Song Jun and Duanmujian.

Then run away as fast as you can.

Just like wearing armor in the fortress country, everyone changed into the traditional clothes of the time in their dreams.There is nothing special about Yi Yao's white robe, except for a few slender belts with rhombic gold rings, which restrain his thin and straight waist.Song Jun also looked like she was dressed in men's clothes, but she had a little more jewelry on her body.

But Miss Duanmu is different.

Duanmujian was wearing a white and flowing linen dress. The top and skirt were separated, revealing a flexible waist.The graceful curves are looming under the frivolous white gauze.The neckline on the chest is very low, and only a small diamond-shaped button is connected with the necklace on the neck, and the cinnabar imprint is half hidden.

Lu Ran controlled Ruomu and didn't know where to look.

Why is she everywhere?Why is it always him?

Not only that, Duanmujian's cuffs and collars were covered with small jingling gold ornaments.A finger-thick gold chain was also hung around the neck, engraved with exquisite rhombus patterns.There is also a heavy pure gold crown on the long coiled hair, shining brightly under the light.

Lu Ran stared at her hair.What is this for?Duanmujian is going to follow Song Jun back to the palace to be a noble concubine?

Or the kind of canary that wears gold and silver and is raised in a golden cage?

Duanmujian is not like Song Jun. When he was a princess in the palace, he had to wear gorgeous clothes, silk and satin, and jewels and emeralds at every grand ceremony.She grew up among men in Duanmu Mansion.Her 78 earthy and wooden cousins ​​are already very reliable without wooden nails as hairpins attached to her head. It is absolutely impossible to study the issue of wearing jewelry of this level.

Duanmujian pulled his hair irritably, the head on his neck was already heavy, and she would not walk with such a heavy golden crown.But I fiddled with it for a long time, except for messing up my hairstyle and accidentally tearing off a handful of hair, there was no progress.By the time Song Jun couldn't stand it and started to help, she was basically reduced to a bird's nest.

Ruomu looked to the side.The bright light shines on the earth, covering the world with a golden layer.On both sides of the street are exquisite stone houses, which are much more elegant than the old-fashioned fortified city before.The houses are built as high as possible.For a one-story bungalow, it is necessary to find a way to build a spire, like a finger pointing to the sky.

In order to adapt to the desert climate, the window opening is also narrow, but it is not dark, and the decoration around the edge of the window is shining, reflecting the light into the room.Lu Ran manipulated Ruomu to look closer.

is gold.

People here decorate the outer walls with gold.

Lu Ran was speechless.

He knew what the light that hurt his eyes was when he first arrived.

It turned out to be rich.

Yi Yao nodded Ruomu, who was in deep thought, and motioned him to turn his head and look back.If you turn around,

His golden eyes almost dazzled Lu Ran again.

The majestic palace is magnificent.Lingering flowers and plants are engraved on every piece of white brick and stone.Everywhere is fine, everywhere is gorgeous.

Every blooming flower is wrapped with gold leaf.

On both sides of the palace, there are exquisite statues.Beautiful young girls, graceful women nobles, slender and slender men with handsome faces.The headdress necklaces on their bodies are all made of real gold.

The main hall is a huge nine-story white tower, a full dozen feet high, like a giant arm stretching from the ground to the sky.Standing on the ground and looking up at the top of the open-air tower, you can't see the faces of the nobles who are playing and drinking.I only saw their heads covered with gold, reflecting brilliant light.

Lu Ran fell silent.

He could have endured the reality of being kicked out by Jianzong after being reborn and becoming a penniless little poor man, if he had never been to this land of gold.

Duanmujian sat on a chair made of sand with spiritual energy, and Song Jun behind him took over the work of removing hair.Duanmujian freed his hands and pinched a formula, and lines of words emerged on the ground:

"During the impact of the meteorite, we were all plunged into darkness. Fortunately, we were entangled by something, and the three of us did not separate."

Lu Ran glanced at Yi Yao, who had an innocent face.

"Restore vision, stand here, the city of the fortress, ghosts and fireflies, don't leave the city, avoid hitting the palace."

Lu Ran: "?"

What is this man talking about?

It means that the reason why the ghostly fireflies stopped was not to get lost, but to prevent us from crashing into the outer wall of the giant golden tower made of white stones?

Duanmujian's writing gradually develops into scribbled freehand brushwork, and the specific content depends entirely on Lu Ran and her imprecise mind: "The outer wall of the palace, the ancient characters on the stone tablet, easy to distinguish, thousands of years ago, the ancient country of Sumuya, sand, money, etc. , money, money."

Lu Ran: "..."

What kind of work attitude is this?

Lu Ran passed Ruomu and cast a contemptuous look at Duanmujian, who was dereliction of duty and sabotage.Yi Yao beckoned for Ruomu to come over.He casually picked up a handful of sand from the ground.The sand flowed between the fingers, sparkling crystal under the light from the palace tower in front of it.

At the same time that Lu Ran realized it instantly, his world view was also hit by the biggest, deepest and most disintegrating impact after coming to this dream.

In the yellow sand, there are tiny gold particles reflecting light.

Yi Yao pointed to not far outside the city.The sand dunes are rolling in the distance, like the carcass of a graceful woman.

Through Ruo Mu's vision, Lu Ran stared in the direction of Yi Yao's finger, dumbfounded.

That's all sand.

Inexhaustible gold sand.

The ancient country of Sumuya is located in a sandy sea full of gold.

Ruomu followed Yi Yao to the stone tablet standing at the entrance of the palace.The pedestal under the huge stele is carved with delicate and delicate flowers and plants, just like an exquisite flower basket.

Of course, it's all gold-plated.

Lu Ran has become numb, he is no longer interested in money.He manipulated Ruomu to look intently at the ancient characters engraved on the stele.This is a beautiful font, entangled and continuous, like the love of ambiguous entanglements between sympathizers.

Lu Ran didn't have the talent to decipher words, so he could barely recognize a few words that seemed to be very similar to the now-common Sumuya language.

Yi Yao stood beside Ruomu, with his back to Duanmujian and Song Jun.The black magic energy transformed into words in the air, and translated the information on the golden tablet to Lu Ran.Yi Yao couldn't recognize all the characters, and some of them could only be completed by guessing.

A land of gold that is so rich and extravagant that it cannot be described is slowly unfolding before Lu Ran's eyes through Yi Yao's words.

If we talk about the previous fortress city, it is only amazing because of the magnificent military fortress built in the barren land.Then this exquisite golden palace, no matter where it is placed, is a treasure that will make people yearn for.

On the way to the land of gold, there must be the bones of pilgrims.In order to protect this treasure in the world, no matter how thick or high the wall fortress is, it is not an exaggeration.It is a kingdom of incomparable splendor that cannot be replicated.

The golden crown was finally taken off, and Duanmujian felt like a prisoner who had been released after serving his sentence and had taken off his shackles. He breathed a sigh of relief and moved his stiff neck.Just like this, she still wanted to hold the precious golden crown in her arms, reluctant to let it go.

Song Jun couldn't laugh or cry: "Wake up, this is a dream! It's not real gold!"

Duanmu's heart is as firm as a knife: "How many houses do I have to build before I can afford a pure gold crown!"

Lu Ran looked speechlessly at Duanmujian who was holding the gold and did not let go.Today's young people obviously don't have such noble sentiments as him.After the impact of wealth, it has quickly reached the point where money is regarded as dung.

Ruomu flew calmly among the golden attics, showing a calm and steady character.The ghostly firefly flew out from nowhere, flying up and down just like the spiritual weapon with wings on the back of the previous follower.Yingying's radiance does not appear to be overshadowed by the dazzling golden color everywhere.Several people entered the palace under the guidance of fireflies.

Duanmujian whispered in Song Jun's ear, "I think the ghost envoy really loves your junior brother."

Song Jun glanced worriedly at Yi Yao in front of him.Compared with the supernatural ghost envoys, the mortals in this caravan really don't seem to have much competitiveness.

And it looks very unlucky, following them these cultivators have gone through hardships and dangers.

Song Jun secretly made up her mind, and pulled Duanmujian and Duanmujian around to give Yi Yao and Ruomu a chance to be alone.

Yi Yao knew nothing about their psychological activities.A pair of affectionate beautiful eyes stared at Ruomu.Under his fiery eyes, Lu Ran finally couldn't act as if nothing had happened.He rigidly manipulated Ruomu to touch Yi Yao's eyes, threatening him not to look any further.

Yi Yao bent his eyes, and formed a line of tiny words with magic energy: "Do you want to kiss my eyes?"

Lu Ran: "..."

Why did he feel that Moxiu, who was teary-eyed and repentant not long ago, suddenly became strong again?

Ruomu flicked twice violently.

Yi Yao laughed: "Then you want me to kiss your Ruomu?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand.

Lu Ran hastily manipulated Ruomu Duolai, flapping his wings angrily while retreating.He could see that this demon cultivator was bullying him. Now he can only dream with his eyes, he can't speak, he can't hear, but he is trying to seize the time to take advantage.

Ruomu was only focused on rushing forward, and almost hit the wall, but was grabbed by Yi Yao nimbly.

In the temple, Lu Ran dragged Xianglian's Ruomu with soul power, and looked at Yi Yao's approaching face, a blush appeared on his cheeks.Ruomu's wings struggled feebly, and hung limply behind his back.

He probably really wants to kiss Ruomu.It's a pity that Ruomu can't convey the tactile sensation.No, why should he be sorry?But Yi Yao's lips look really soft...

Yi Yao put Ruomu, who was dazed and powerless to fly, on his shoulder, and conjured up a line of words: "If you are afraid in the temple alone, hold my hand."

Lu Ran woke up in an instant, and let go of the hand that he held with the sleeping Yi Yao at some point.Angrily manipulating the molested Ruomu to fly away from Yi Yao's shoulder, followed by the green fireflies, and flew towards the palace.

It's horrible.Lu Ran gritted his teeth, he was also a monk after all, how could he be afraid just because he was alone.Besides, there are so many people in the temple... So many people who are asleep, he will not harm...

Click.

A slight voice sounded.

Lu Ran was startled, and his fingers trembled violently.

It should be Yi Yao playing tricks on Ruomu, Lu Ran looks around in panic to comfort himself.

Yep, that's how it should be.

Like the previous world, there is no sun in the sky.The tall white tower in the center of the palace is decorated with exquisite golden sculptures everywhere.The clear silver glow flows down from the top of the tower in circles, emitting brilliant golden light under the refraction of gold.

The palace in front of the pagoda is also built with pure white stones. Although there are golden lights shining everywhere, the house is inevitably dark.Fortunately, there are multiple courtyards in the palace to supplement the lighting.The three of them stood on the porch, watching the translucent ghosts drinking and having fun in the bright and resplendent courtyard.

The aristocrat with the golden crown was lying on the luxurious gold silk cushion with his arms open. Both men and women had smeared on their faces, and their lower bodies were wearing white robes like skirts.The vermilion paint points out the red lips, the dark blue eyeshadow paints the eye sockets, and the rhombus-shaped gold foil sticks to the forehead.A rhombic gold chain is woven between the black and thick curly hair, and a gold string engraved with intricate patterns is also worn around the neck.

The hands holding the gold-plated wine cup are also a battlefield for fighting for beauty.Gold bracelets, gold rings, and gold finger cots are all available.Such a hand could no longer lift the heavy crossbow, so he could only move the wine glass and put the amber nectar into his mouth.

Feminine teenagers and gorgeous girls are dressed in translucent tulle, with beautiful faces and graceful postures.On the naked/naked skin, the flowers of Tumi are painted with gold powder, and the golden bells on the slender wrists and ankles jingle.

Although they are only translucent souls, like a dim gray-white cloud.But when they walked through the banquet with sweet smiles, they were the most beautiful flowers in the desert.

A tall, handsome, bare-chested manservant knelt on the ground and beat his master's legs, and another handsome man with exactly the same face held a grape in his thin red lips, and moved it to the mistress's mouth .

Lu Ran couldn't bear to look straight away, Duanmujian asked Song Jun enviously: "Is this the happiness of your princess?"

Song Jun took a sad look at the desolate scene in the courtyard, and couldn't help cursing: "The wine pool and meat forest."

Lu Ran suddenly felt that Ruomu sank downwards, and looked sideways, Yi Yao was trying to hang a thin gold chain on Ruomu's wings.A line of tiny words composed of devilish energy appeared in his outstretched palm:

"It's a pity you're not here."

Lu Ran took it for granted.This exotic country of gold is truly mesmerizing.

Another line of text emerged, with sincere sincerity:

"You must look good in that dress."

Lu Ran silently looked ahead, the thin cloth on his body could hardly cover anything, the exposed skin was covered with a honey-like light, with a soft smile on his face, the flirtatious young man who was pouring wine for the nobleman, nameless His anger ignited.

Ruo's eyes trembled, so that he didn't notice the last sentence floating in the air. The handwriting was small and shallow, and it scattered in one place, as if a coward mustered all his courage and only dared to write it after laughing out of tune. love words:

"You are in my heart better than a hometown full of gold."

Ruomu shook off the gold chain angrily, and it fell onto something, and there was a click.

Probably some kind of dust noise, never mind.

Lu Ran controlled Ruomu and flew forward without looking back.

Wait a moment.

Ruomu can only share vision, but cannot transmit sound.

So what is this clicking sound...

Lu Ran withdrew his eyes from the dream, and looked at the temple in surprise.In the darkness, a slight crisp sound came from the gate of the temple blocked by stones.

A small gravel fell down from the top.

The fear that he tried his best to cover up and ignore his self-deception and pretended not to understand grabbed Lu Ran's heart.

Outside the door... what happened...

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Ruomu: It's wealth, it's the light of wealth that blinds my eyes!