As the town grows farther and farther behind us, the scenery becomes more and more desolate, and the melodious and melodious camel bells gradually merge with the silent melody of heaven and earth, making it almost impossible to feel their existence. At the beginning, you can see the water source and green plants, and gradually ...... Green became a decoration on the yellow carpet, and it is becoming less and less.

"Make no mistake, can't we fly over?" Luo Feiqiong muttered.

Gu Tieshan obviously misunderstood: "You can't fly." The Egyptian government has sent helicopter gunships to patrol, but as long as it approaches that direction, it will either get lost or crash, and it is said that practitioners with the ability to fly cannot fly here, and the curse of the gods has spread throughout the desert, in fact, the Egyptian government troops have begun to withdraw to the periphery. ”

"Isn't the latter part a government notice?" asked Murong Xianxian.

"Well, it's the notice from the Egyptian monks. Gu Tieshan snorted, a little embarrassed.

According to the Egyptian monks, with the appearance of the pyramids of the sinkhole, in addition to those strange black mist, there is also a strange energy radiating along the ground and around, this energy is harmless to the human body, it is said that the gods summoned sleeping guards, under the shroud of divine power, no living or non-living thing is allowed to override the gods.

"Then if we trample on the ground, can we trample on those gods?" Yu Fan asked.

Only the gods could answer. Gu Tieshan said with a smile.

"Don't just joke. ”

Professor Tie solemnly warned everyone: "The point is to 'summon the sleeping guards', plus there is a god tomb organization secretly watching, everyone must pay attention to vigilance. ”

"I just wonder why the Egyptian government doesn't send troops when there is such a big incident?"

Zhu Yuhan looked at everyone: "Don't you think it's weird?"

Of course, there are oddities, and they are the kind of weirdness that is very bad for everyone, but those Egyptians are like squeezing toothpaste, squeezing out little by little, just refusing to squeeze it out at once. In fact, if you think about it carefully, if the military is useful, I am afraid that the Egyptian side will not appeal to the international community for help, and name practitioners and experts and scholars who have studied ancient Egypt - archaeology like this is now an act of the state, and how can other countries be allowed to interfere unless it is absolutely necessary?

Many people describe the desert as a long stretch of yellow sand, no matter how far you go, no matter which direction you go, it is the same dry and boundless. Some people also describe the desert, saying that it is changing all the time, and a hint of wind blowing will also bring about changes in the topography, but only when you are immersed in the scene will you find that the desert in the eyes of others is not the desert in your own eyes.

The desert is dignified, with towering sand dunes and looming ruins, telling the vicissitudes of time, and the desert is frivolous, with quicksand and veins, which will drag you into the abyss of history if you are not careful.

In the face of the desert, everyone may have different feelings, but the heaviest feeling is life.

As night fell, the party set up camp near a huge sand dune, and the Egyptian soldiers who accompanied the group took on the task of handymen, who were responsible for living, pitching tents, gathering camels, etc.

Murong Xianxian, Lin Wei, and Zhu Yuhan climbed the sand dunes, looking at the moon and stars in the sky.

"It's strange, even Aunt Amaterasu can send idlers to participate this time, why would Russia miss this opportunity?" Murong Xianxian seemed to mutter.

"Those polar bears probably won't be able to send any talent, but it's strange that there's no movement on the Greek side. Lin Wei said.

"I heard that the Greek Saint Seiya, each corresponds to a constellation, how many Saint Seiya do you say they should have?" Zhu Yuhan is obviously an anime fan, she talked to everyone on the way about what Saint Seiya, God Fighter, Ninja is equal to a turtle and the like, once a Japanese heard it, only rolled his eyes, and he didn't know how many times he scolded 'Yaga', but he was embarrassed to talk about anything with a comic book fan.

"There are quite a few Saint Seiyas among them, but most of them belong to the Saint Seiya to be chosen, and some are similar to knight squires. Only after the death of an official Saint Seiya will they have a chance to become a real Saint Seiya. A voice with a distinctly foreign Chinese tone rang out.

The three of them turned their heads to see a young man with blond hair and blue sea coming up from under the sand dunes, although he didn't seem to move quickly, but only between two or three breaths, he walked up: "I'm sorry, three beautiful ladies, please forgive me for joining your conversation without permission. ”

After that, he bowed very gentlemanly: "Herbert Ramoloch is willing to serve all the ladies!"

"Ramoloch?!"

Zhu Yuhan clapped his hands: "I know, the glorious knight among the twelve knights of the round table, known for his marksmanship, and later died of a conspiracy, you are his descendant?!"

"Yes, you know the deeds of our ancestors?" said the young man, who was both surprised and delighted.

King Arthur and the Knights of the Twelve Tables is my favorite cartoon. By the way, since you are a descendant of the Twelve Horsemen, you must have a clear idea of what happened at the beginning......"

Embarrassment!

Not only did the Lamoloc knight open his mouth, but Murong Xianxian and the others also had to cover their faces.

"Hehe, this lady is really funny. ”

The expression on Ramoloke's face quickly adjusted, and Murong Xianxian and the others also reported their names.

"Ramoloke, you speak Chinese well. Murong Xianxian praised.

"I lived in China for eight years. "Although Lamorlock has the appearance of a young man, he is actually in his sixties, and his appearance alone is very deceptive.

"As far as I know, it seems that Western cultivators are forbidden to enter China, how did you do that?" Lin Wei asked with a smile.

"Huh,"

Ramoroch waved his hand disapprovingly: "We do have such an unwritten rule in the Western cultivation world, but the premise is that as a cultivator, if I enter China as an ordinary person, then naturally there will be no such trouble." ”

Of course, Ramoloch didn't come to talk casually, with his very deceptive appearance to open the way, it was obviously easier to open the gap from the lady's side, and he also came out to listen to information under the banner of communication, although when he spoke, he was extremely gentlemanly, but that innate arrogance could not be completely concealed, and the two sides exchanged each other for several rounds, and neither got what they needed.

Have had dinner...... Or maybe it's a supper, Murong Xianxian returned to his tent, ready to rest, sitting on a camel all day in the wind and sun, and his skin really needs to be maintained.

In the middle of the night, Murong Xianxian had just finished meditating and pranayama, when suddenly, a faint voice came into her ears. In the dark tent, Murong Xian's eyes burst out with two points of essence.

Someone seems to be approaching this side...... At first, it wasn't far away, and she couldn't make an accurate judgment. But soon, the sound of footsteps was clear enough for Murong Xianxian to judge, and the sound of small footsteps came like a tide.

Someone attacked!

Murong Xianxian was slightly startled, and immediately calmed down.

Although he didn't see a human figure, he could get a rough result by searching with his divine sense alone—at least there were no less than two hundred people, and the people who came were all very skilled, and the worst of them were no less skilled than the acquired martial artists.

Under normal circumstances, she should have spotted the enemy a long time ago, but this is the desert, and those attackers obviously know how to take advantage of the desert environment, and by the time she finds out, the other party is already close.

The attacker was advancing extremely fast, and at the same time that Murong Xianxian noticed, there were already a few extremely muffled gunshots, followed by a few muffled snorts, obviously someone had been dealt with.

Shoot hard!

Murong Xianxian added another one in her heart, now what she wants to do is to protect the safety of Professor Qian and the others, such a purposeful attack, she will definitely not show mercy. Although there were guards around the camp, she didn't think that those soldiers could protect their safety, not to mention, Murong Xianxian didn't have the habit of leaving her fate in the hands of others.

Da Da Da ......

The soldiers finally began to fight back, and there were also roars and howls, and there were already cultivators who had already made a move, although those people were good, but they were obviously not close to the cultivators in the team, and the screams rang out one after another, and many more attacks were killed.

"Everybody gathered in one tent. Professor Qian was in danger, calmly gathered the students together, Shi Yuqing also got up, everyone did not exclaim or run around, Ling Yuxiao and others lurked silently...... No one noticed that before anyone knew it, there was one less person in the tent, and Murong Xianxian slipped out of the tent.

A sound of footsteps was heard from all directions, and it was clear that quite a few attackers had noticed the place.

"These guys, let's hold the tent in pairs. Ling Yuxiao said.

"Don't bother, pay more attention to the tent. ”

After Murong Xianxian took out some small pills used to avoid incense and handed them over to the method they used, he began to lay out the Soul Breaking Incense of the Five Drums of the Chicken Song...... In a matter of moments, a faint mist began to fill the middle of the Chinese archaeological team's lodgings.

Rustling......

The attackers are getting closer and closer, and some people have already started shooting this way, bullets are flying over, and everyone is using their own means to protect themselves, but Professor Qian and the others are very safe, they are also overturned by the incense, and there are no casualties for a while. Now, it's just a matter of waiting for the fish to get into the net. In the dark, there was not a trace of fluctuation in the calm eyes. Murong Xianxian was like a night cat patiently waiting for its prey, hiding in the darkness with everyone.

200 years of self-confidence

It will hit the water for 3,000 miles

Introduction to "New Yipin Xiuzhen" (end):

Either don't wear it!

A work mistake by the four gods of Fengyun, thunder and lightning, the body of Shen Yueying, a fourteen-year-old girl, was destroyed, and what is even more excessive is that in order to prevent the king of Hades from discovering their work mistakes, these four irresponsible guys actually tricked Yueying into a place called the Amadeus continent to be reborn. RS