The scorching sun hung high, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the earth, like a heavy fire falling from the sky, burning the vast land into a barren land.

On this barren land, there are cracks like spider webs, stretching towards the end of the endless desert, as if to divide and swallow the land.

On a blood-red desert, there was a difficult advance of Dao figures, and their heavy steps stepped into the blood-red sand, drawing two deep ravines, as if they wanted to pierce the earth.

At the back of the team, the pace of Yi Fande and several people was even heavier at this time.

Because at this moment, Gu Tong and Jian Ming were lying on the top shelf with their eyes closed and their faces pale.

Bean-sized sweat fell from their foreheads, and when it touched the red sand beneath their feet, there was a hissing sound, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

The temperature of this desolate land is absolutely indescribable!

The scorching sun poured down overhead, and the terrible heat scorched the feet, even if the skin on the body had been exposed for too long, there were terrible tingles that pierced the heart.

Gradually, everyone felt that their legs were getting heavier and heavier, and their mouths were getting drier and drier, as if there was a flame burning in their mouths, as if they were about to steam their bodies dry.

Even if you take a breath of the outside air, you feel a hot pain in your internal organs, like a leather whip beating hard.

Originally, the pain was only in the physical aspect, but gradually, everyone's spirit became a little numb.

The eyes full of fighting spirit and enthusiasm gradually became blurred, and the brilliance in them gradually dissipated under the tempering of this high temperature, slowly turning into emptiness and cold silence.

Their steps became more and more messy, and each step they took became more and more powerless.

The figure that moves forward only by will is like a wandering soul in the world, swaying left and right without purpose, exuding desolation and loneliness.

At this time, the mud bodhisattva rushed out of the team quickly, the essence in his cloudy eyes flickered, and his dry palm grabbed the void, and then slammed down.

Rumble!

The crimson earth trembled suddenly, billowing smoke and dust rose up, countless rock formations burst open, and a hideous and deep crack appeared on the earth, shocking.

......

In the abyssal crack, the mud bodhisattva was lying on the ground, holding the wine jar in his hand, and while drinking, he watched the people of Cailu and the others busy with taste.

At the same time, he was also carefully observing the people of Gailu.

Xia Chanzi's realm and strength can be said to be the most prominent leader among the contemporary young generation, even if it is affected by the desolate land, after a slight adjustment, not only is it not affected, but it can recover quickly in a short time.

This is a super recovery ability for healers, and countless lives can be saved in war.

Kudo Blade has the oldest and most mysterious nameless fire among the nine stars, and as for the high temperature just now, it is really a piece of cake for him.

However, the real peculiarity of Nameless Fire may be too far away for the current Kudo Blade.

As for Cailu and Murong Yu......

"Grandpa Mud, it's time to eat!"

Murong Yu's crisp voice woke the mud bodhisattva from his contemplation, and with a wave of his palm, the light in his palm flickered, and the wine jar disappeared.

He staggered up from the ground and glanced at Gai Lu and Murong Yu, with indescribable emotions in the depths of his eyes.

Then he answered, and hurriedly came to Murong Yu's side, his hands full of calluses and stains touched his body at will, carefully took the dry food in her hand, and devoured it.

......

In the midst of a scarlet desert, a thin figure was struggling to move forward.

It was Kudo Sakura.

Her green hair was stained with grains of sand, her chapped lips were bursting with layers of dead skin, and her big black eyes were full of hollowness and despair.

At this time, she is no different from a walking corpse.

Suddenly, there was a wave of heat, and it suddenly blew Kudo Sakura's body out of the way.

The thin figure fell fiercely from the sky, smashing a deep pit directly into the ground, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust.

The crimson sand and dust flowed slowly, and the terrible heat attached to it was like rolling magma, and it quickly poured into the sand pit, gradually burying Kudo Sakura's body.

Just as the red sand was about to bury Kudo Sakura, a clear and transparent stream of water fell from the sky, with a majestic and vast momentum, and in the blink of an eye, this flame hell turned into a blue ocean.

A slight coolness came from her lips, and there was a bit of sweetness sandwiched between them, with endless silkiness, which instantly poured into Kudo Sakura's body, drowning in the terrible heat.

Kudo Sakura suddenly woke up from her coma, her big black eyes full of panic, like a little white rabbit that had just escaped from the mouth of a jackal, for fear of falling into the tiger's den again.

"Sakura-chan, you're finally awake!"

A low and eager voice came from the side, like a powerful tranquilizer, which instantly wiped out Kudo Sakura's panic.

She turned her head suddenly, and an extremely familiar face came into view, which made the grievances in her heart burst out.

Wow!

Crystal tears burst out of her eyes, and Kudo Sakura threw herself directly into Gailu's arms, frantically tilting the fear and uneasiness in her heart.

Gailu gently hugged the crying person in his arms, and his honest face was full of heartache and apology.

Although Kudo Sakura had already cried when he came back before, he knew in his heart that Kudo Sakura's heart was still full of fear and uneasiness.

She was afraid that she would really die in the hands of Ziling and them, she was afraid that she would leave them forever, and she was afraid of being alone.

The rest of the people had already found out that Kudo Sakura had woken up, but they didn't interrupt the two, and continued to do the work at hand, leaving room for the two.

After all, there are fewer and fewer laid-back good times like now.

......

Night falls, and the silver moon hangs in the sky.

The bright moonlight poured down from the sky, outlining a deep and long line on the dark and boundless desert, stretching out into the dark and boundless distance.

The terrible heat of the day disappeared without a trace at this time, only gusts of cold wind came from the endless darkness, like the sigh of a dead soul, frozen to the bone marrow.

In the canyon, a sturdy figure sits on a flat and smooth rock.

In front of him, there was an abyss as deep as a hundred feet, with gusts of cold wind blowing from the abyss, making people's hairs stand on end.

This figure is Bakker who is on the night watch.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of footsteps, and Bakr turned his head to see that it was Corosa.

She slowly came to Bakker and sat down, a gentle smile on her cold face, exuding a faint sense of charm against the background of the night.

Bakr smiled, reached out and grabbed Crosa's jade hand, and wrapped his long arms around it, embracing it into his arms.

At the same time, he also put the robe on his body on Crosa, for fear that the other party would be frozen by the cold wind.

In the process, although Crosha was a little ashamed, she did not resist Bakel, but was a little excited and happy.

After all, Bakr was the man she considered Corosa.

Even when Crosha was struggling inwardly, Bakker's face gradually became gloomy.

That heavy and serious face, even the air around him was slightly heavy.

Rosa understood Bakker's mood, her narrow eyes flashed with a heart-wrenching gloom, and her slender jade hand slowly stroked Bakker's cheek, and said softly.

"I'm sure we'll get through it. ”

Knowing that Crosha was comforting herself, Bakr took her slightly cool little hand and said with a bitter smile.

"You and I should both know that the cause and effect of this incident cannot be explained in a sentence or two. ”

"And it's not just me and Yi Fan who are most anxious now, you should also pay attention to it and comfort your mood. ”

Crosa's body shuddered violently, her eyes turned red, and the mist rose in it, as if she would cry out at any moment.

Ever since they had a message with Conan in Toshojo Castle, Rosa has also changed.

Maybe no one else can see it, but as Crosa's lover, how could Buckle not understand Crosa's mind?

Recently, Rosa has been worried about Conan's safety and is exhausted.

If Corosa continues like this, how can she survive the experience of the Flood Land?

Buckle gently wiped the tears from the corners of Crosa's eyes, kissed her deeply on the forehead, and said softly.

"The people of Cober Bergie have their own natural appearance, I believe that he returned safely, and now the most worrying thing for us is not others, but Yi Fan..."

Rosa immediately understood the meaning of Backer's words, and looked at the figure in the cave, with a deep struggle and unbearability in the depths of her eyes.

......

The next day, under the scorching sun, Xia Chanzi and others stood on a sand dune.

But at this time, everyone was stupidly stunned, looking at the fairyland-like scenery in front of them.

I saw that the endless blood-red sand dunes disappeared without a trace at this time, and only an endless pool of water was reflected in the pupils.

The water in the pool is particularly clear, even if it is a hundred meters away, you can still see the bottom of the pool clearly.

And at the bottom of that pool, there are layers of snow-white fine sand material attached, and from a distance, it looks like a white and flawless snowfield, full of inviolable holiness.

The pool reflects the sea of clouds on the canopy, and then stretches infinitely into the distance, leaving only a narrow horizon in view, as if the world has been flattened.

In the midst of stillness and movement, while shocking everyone's vision, it also shocked everyone's hearts.

The mud bodhisattva stroked his gray beard and looked at the clear pool in the distance, and the essence flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"I didn't expect my old man to be able to return to this salt pan. ”

Suddenly, Ah Yi, who had been snuggling up to Gu Tong's side, sprang out, his body rising against the storm, and then roared angrily at the salt pan in the distance.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and their faces became strange.

Because in that crystal clear salt field, there is a trace of bright red blood flowing, and at the source, there is a person lying down!