The desert is like this, once the anger starts, it is like hell reappearing, once the calm comes, it is really thousands of miles of yellow sand like brocade, but as soon as you step on it, it is full of sand. If it was in a normal place, Murong Xianxian would have taken the two of them directly to escape, but now they didn't even dare to fly from a high place, and the flying sword was less than a foot from the surface, and it was also flat and stable.

"Murong, are we a little off, why haven't we seen the oasis yet?" Qian Qianyi asked suspiciously.

"Because we haven't reached the oasis yet. Murong Xianxian replied nonsense, and she was a little depressed in her heart.

Among the spices she refines, there is a spice called 'thyme'. This incense sounds overbearing...... Thousands of miles of sound, how fragrant should it be?

In fact, this spice does not have much aroma when taken out, but there is another dark fragrance, if this dark fragrance is sprinkled on the clothes and skin, it will not fade for a long time, and correspondingly, she also refines a kind of smelling incense Gu, which can smell this dark fragrance from a very long distance and locate it accurately. Although it was urgent at that time, Murong Xianxian still had time to sprinkle a thousand miles of incense on Lin Wei's body・・・・・・ of course, if Lin Wei also got lost, it would be another matter.

The sky gradually darkened, Murong Xianxian did not mean to stop, after she identified the direction, she sped away in the southwest direction, and after a few flashes in the night, the three people had disappeared into the night.

Not long after their figures disappeared, more than a dozen people wrapped in black robes turned out from behind a sand dune, looking around a little inexplicably, and one of them said strangely: "I saw three people standing here just now, looking around, why did they disappear after a while?"

"Aren't you dazzled, or is it a mirage?" a black-robed man confirmed, puzzled.

"Of course not, do you think there will be a mirage in this light?" the black-robed man who had spoken earlier asked unhappily.

But where are the people now, more than a dozen people look at each other.

"Forget it, it seems a little weird, let's get out of here. The more the other black-robed man thought about it, the more weird he became.

They groped on the ground for a while, and a secret door suddenly appeared behind the sand dune, and the secret door opened silently, and more than a dozen black-robed people immediately rushed in, and the secret door was then closed, and then it was blocked by a layer of sand, leaving only dozens of messy footprints on the ground・・・・・・ after a while, those footprints on the sand were covered with a layer of fine gravel, and the original was invisible.

Gu Tieshan and the others did not advance smoothly with the large army, at that time, they were panicked in the sandstorm and had to deal with the attacks of those monsters, for a while, even those Egyptians were a little dizzy, and when they found the right way, it was already nightfall, and at this time, even they themselves couldn't know where they were resting for a while, let alone those who calculated them until more than nine o'clock in the evening, they stopped.

In front of me was the ruins of a temple, and there were more than a dozen tall stone pillars that were upside down or broken, all of which had reliefs on them, which had been eroded by the wind and sand so that they could not see their original faces, and were of little value in any way. Don't think about the roof, it has been blown off for many years, the foundation is still preserved, covered with thick sand, and there are sections of tall stone walls around it, no matter what, it can be considered defenseless, even if the wind blows, it can withstand it, so the team rested in this ruin.

In the last sandstorm, there were many soldiers who were either lost in the sandstorm or killed by monsters, and only seventeen were left After inspecting the ruins, the archaeological teams of various countries began to camp, after this battle, the practitioners of various countries had a somewhat familiar feeling, only the few elderly monks in India still looked gloomy, and a few younger ones were still more easy-going.

On a foundation on the outside of the ruins, the Chinese archaeological team set up tents here, except for Lin Wei, Gu Tieshan, and Shi Zhongjian, who went out to exchange information with the other teams, everyone else was here. Due to the effective protection, Professor Shi Yuqing and the others were not injured, but fright was inevitable...... To tell the truth, although the sandstorm is terrifying, the psychology can still withstand it, but those dry corpses are too testing, and there is that huge big guy who is completely made of sand and is invulnerable, if they don't suddenly get sick, I'm afraid how many people in the team can survive is really uncertain.

It is also strange to say, as the saying goes, it is not the experts and scholars of various countries who lose the most when they drown, but those cultivators, most of whom were killed by giants.

Ling Yuxiao and Luo Feiqiong's faces are not very good-looking, although the captain of this archaeological team is Professor Qian Qianyi, but the security aspect is entrusted to them, as for Murong Xianxian・・・・・・ although she has a high cultivation, she is still a novice in the special service team, and she can't recognize all of them, and she was transferred to Beijing from other places to help, so naturally she can't be a leader. Qian Qianyi is not only the captain, but also a national treasure in the Chinese archaeological field, and that Fu Ying, who is a translator sent by the embassy, they have an accident, not anything else, but they seem to be incompetent, as for whether Murong Xianxian has an accident, they don't care, although they are not happy to see it, but it is true that there is one less thorn in the side.

That's what Ling Yuxiao thought.

And in Luo Feiqiong's heart, she was still thinking about such a person as Murong Xianxian. Speaking of which, the relationship between Shushan and Guanyin Pavilion is not bad, and the teachers and disciples of the two sides have always had contacts, so she doesn't understand where Murong Xianxian's resentment against Shushan comes from・・・・・・ yes, she can feel that it is not hatred, but a kind of resentment.

"Xiao Luo, you said Teacher Qian, they will be fine, right?" Zhu Yuhan walked around the camp, always restless. She knew that Ling Yuxiao and the others were all very capable. It's just that although Ling Yuxiao is handsome, he always has a look on his face that no one is close to, but Luo Feiqiong is easier to approach, and women and women are easier to talk to after all.

"It's going to be fine. Luo Feiqiong comforted her with certainty.

"Is that ・・・・・・ Murong's ability as great as yours?" Zhu Yuhan asked cautiously.

She noticed that Ling Yuxiao's eyebrows were raised, and she knew that her problem was a bit Meng Lang, especially not in front of this young man...... You said that the young man looks like a talent, why is his heart not as big as this woman's.

The corners of Luo Feiqiong's mouth curled slightly, she saw Ling Yuxiao's reaction, and thought it was very interesting. Although she also felt that Murong Xian Xian's age was not much different from herself... ・・・Even smaller, it is really difficult to accept that he has become a monk of the Yuan Dan period, but if you taste it carefully, it is not surprising. Wenxiangfang is a lineage of Cihang Zhenren in Taoism, few heirs have been born for thousands of years, which is also the accumulation of many years and there is also a practitioner, naturally it is different, practice faster, higher, it is inevitable, people must have their own unique heritage, envy not come.

Hearing Zhu Yuhan ask this, she deliberately said loudly: "Of course Murong is very powerful, she is the most capable one among us. ”

It's on purpose!

Of course, Ling Yuxiao could hear it, but he just couldn't help it, 'Hmph,', he stood up, his handsome face became even more gloomy: "Although Murong Xian's cultivation is high, he doesn't necessarily have great ability, and the one present is not older than her." ”

After saying that, I suddenly felt like I was ...... again It was indeed a little less graceful, so he turned around and left in a gorgeous way, walking towards the outside of the ruins.

"What's wrong with this ・・・・・・ him?" Zhu Yuhan was a little puzzled.

"Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second, Sister Zhu, do you understand what I said about this?" Luo Feiqiong said, blinking his eyes.

"I understand. Zhu Yuhan was a little speechless, she understood this truth, but ...... What era is this?

Of course, she wouldn't understand the cultivator's world, and there were also sect reasons involved. Luo Feiqiong didn't explain, but chatted with her about some archaeological questions, and Zhu Yuhan was concerned about the safety of the teacher and Murong Xianxian, so she answered absent-mindedly.

A little farther away, Gu Tieshan and the others hurriedly walked over, and it was a little strange that they didn't see Ling Yuxiao.

Ling Yuxiao went outside the ruins to see what was going on. Mr. Gu, is there any news?" Luo Feiqiong asked.

"Oh. ”

Gu Tieshan nodded: "The good news is that we can reach the oasis before noon tomorrow, and if we can reach the sinkhole in two days." The bad news is that all contact with the outside world has been cut off, which means that we are now on our own. ”

"Is there any news of the missing person?" asked Zhu Yuhan.

"No, Ibrahim, the guide who disturbed the Egyptian team, said that with the sandstorm and monsters, their chances of survival are not very good. Gu Tieshan's face immediately fell.

"That'...... What about the teacher?" Zhu Yuhan was anxious.

"Don't worry. ”

Luo Feiqiong stood up suddenly: "Listen, there is a camel bell over there, maybe it is Qian Lao and they are back." ”

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing...... In the night, they couldn't see clearly, but the faint sound of camel bells carried by the wind. As the sound got closer and closer, the people in the camp were alarmed, looking at the place where the camel bell rang, guessing who it was, and the person who was anxious was worried that the other party would miss it, lit the torch and waved it vigorously...... Half an hour later, the five-peaked camel came to the ruins, and the three-peaked camel in front of it fell to its knees, and the passengers on it jumped down.

"Teacher, Murong!"

Zhu Yuhan and the others rushed over first. RS