The moment he was free, Yuan An rushed to the quicksand without thinking about it, but at the moment when he was about to touch the quicksand, his feet suddenly couldn't move.

"Little aunt. Yuan An looked at Meng Poyi, who was getting deeper and deeper, his eyes were red, but he forced out a smile, and pleaded softly, "Please, let me save you." ”

Even if he couldn't save it, he would rather fall into it with her than watch.

"Yuan'an, I believe in your ability, but you should also know the power of quicksand. As soon as Meng Po said, there was not much pain on her face, she even smiled comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry, I won't die, after I fall in, the quicksand may take me to other places, you go find me!"

The speed of quicksand swallowing people is extremely fast, and after a few words, Meng Po's figure disappeared into the drain.

"Little aunt, don't! please!" Yuan An's whole body couldn't move, but the expression on his face was extremely terrifying, his eyes were red and tearful, and the blood from the corners of his lips flowed into the sand and disappeared in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, the confinement on his body finally disappeared, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

He didn't dare!

Even if 10,000 want to jump down now, but he doesn't dare, he has to live and find his little aunt.

Yuan An stood in the sand, and there had never been a moment when he hated him so much for not knowing anything about magic and Dao power. He knew Meng Poyi's ability, and he also knew in his heart that she had lived for a thousand years and would never disappear into this desert so easily, but the pain of seeing her buried in the yellow sand still broke his mind.

Yuan An took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call, but found that the phone was out of battery. He didn't think about it, he immediately got up and went back to the place where the motorcycle was parked, and rode back down the mountain.

Yuan An has always been very self-aware, and when it comes to important people, as long as he calms down and finds that his personal strength is far from enough, he doesn't mind asking people for help in various ways.

The people in the village were still in disarray, and after rejoicing that they had saved their lives, people finally remembered what they had lost in the torrent, and began to cry and cry.

Rescue has arrived, and a lot of tents, food, and medicine have been sent to temporarily resettle the homeless.

Yuan'an walked over tent by tent, wanting to borrow a mobile phone to make a call.

After making the call, Yuan An sat cross-legged on the ground at the door of the tent, his thoughts very confused.

He thought a lot, the phone calls that were not recorded, and Zhao Yuan'er, who was still studying abroad, brought out these extra memories that were the dangers of Meng Po after she came here.

"Hey buddy!" A bottle of open beer suddenly appeared in front of him, and the young man who had borrowed his phone just now said, "You don't look like a person from our village, but looking at your sad face, you also encountered some hurdles that you can't get over? ”

Yuan An subconsciously thanked him, not noticing what he said, and not even paying attention to what he got in his hand.

However, the young man suddenly said "ah", pointed at Yuan An and said: "I remember you, you are the hero who helped our village save people before, everyone said that they wanted to find a chance to thank you for coming, but you walked too fast." By the way, what about the beautiful girl next to you?"

Yuan An heard him mention Meng Poyi, his heart was suffocated, and he couldn't speak.

The relief tents were placed on the side of the road into the village, neatly rowed, with openings facing the direction of the road. Yuan An was sitting at the entrance of the tent, and he could clearly see the people coming and going on the road.

Yuan An thought about it and inquired about the situation in that desert.

"Desert?" the young man said after thinking for a moment, "There is indeed such a sandy place in this mountain, but I have never heard of the existence of quicksand that can swallow people!"

"Really?" Yuan Yen got up and said, "I understand, thank you!"

He was about to leave, when he suddenly heard the voice of the young man next to him gasp, "Mom, what a beautiful girl!"

And at this time, the cries of the villagers around him were much lower, and their eyes were attracted by the girl who suddenly came over.

Yuan An looked up and saw Zhao Qianrong, who he had seen for the first time in Yangou Town, walking in his direction.

Yuan An's eyes instantly became cold, and as Zhao Qianrong approached step by step, his brows became tighter and tighter. His head began to hurt, and then he didn't show it at all, just looking at Zhao Qianrong with joy on his face with an indifferent face and approaching step by step.

Yuan An suddenly remembered that after entering the mountain, his worries about Zhao Yuan'er became more and more diluted, as if the memories of receiving the phone call before were about to disappear.

And now, after seeing Zhao Qianrong, that feeling of worry resurfaced, and the memory that was about to fade turned out to be vivid again, he had faintly felt strange before, why after receiving the call, he didn't think of more ways, but directly brought Meng Po over, it stands to reason that if he couldn't find anyone for so many days, he couldn't be so calm along the way.

"Hey, buddy, do you know this girl?"

The young man next to him saw the big beauty who suddenly appeared and looked at Yuan An without blinking, so he looked at him with envy and jealousy.

However, at this time, Yuan An made a move that shocked everyone, just when Zhao Qianrong finally stopped in front of him, full of anticipation and ready to say something, Yuan An suddenly picked up the beer bottle on the side and slammed it on his head.

Then in the exclamation around him, he wiped the blood on his head casually without care, ignoring Zhao Qianrong's gaze, walked directly past her, and rode away on a motorcycle.

He didn't know how long the sobriety he had bought in exchange for pain would last, and all he could do was leave as quickly as he could.

It really didn't last long, and Yuan An didn't even reach the desert before he fell into a coma. Zhao Qianrong, who had been following him, controlled the motorcycle in time to prevent him from continuing to be injured.

However, looking at the blood-covered Yuan An sleeping on the ground, Zhao Qianrong was still distressed, she stepped forward to help the person up, wanting to hold him directly in her arms, and remembered the undisguised disgust that Yuan An had when she looked at her before, and felt a pain in her heart, but after all, she moved a place to make him lie more comfortable.

"Brother Chen'an. Zhao Qianrong straightened his hair and said in a low voice, "You always don't believe me, how can I hurt you? If you don't resist me so much to give you those memories, your head won't hurt." ”

Fingers with red nail polish ran from Motogishi's hair down his eyebrows and eyes, and finally stopped at the corners of his lips. Different from the soft tone, Zhao Qianrong's gorgeous eyes carried an inevitable fanaticism. There was also a hint of frightening ferocity in the following words.

"Don't you always care so much about whether that woman is good or not, she's not a good woman, she's been so bad for so many lives, and even has no future. Brother Chen'an, why don't you believe me? As long as you don't resist and cooperate with me a little, even if you live for a thousand years, what if we solve her together, okay? Brother Chen'an......"

Zhao Qianrong's voice suddenly stopped, Yuan An opened his eyes, and looked at her with a complicated look in his deep eyes.

"Brother Chen'an, I ......" Thinking that Fang Cai's words might have been heard by Yuan An, Zhao Qianrong stepped back a little weakly.

Yuan An sat up, his eyes fell on her again, half loud, and there was more regret in his complicated expression.

"Rongrong. Yuan An sighed.

Although it has been a thousand years, this familiar tone has long been engraved in Zhao Qianrong's bones, and almost instantly, Zhao Qianrong recognized him.

"Brother Chen'an!" Zhao Qianrong threw himself into his arms and cried, "You finally remembered me." ”

The always cold and gorgeous face was full of grievances, as if she had become the little girl who had been stumbling by his side again.

It's just that a thousand years is too long, Zhao Qianrong can't still be the girl who was a little cautious at the beginning, Yuan An is only Yuan An, even if he suddenly has more memories of Yuan Chen'an, he is just the Yuan An who is full of eyes and only has his little aunt.

Yuan An sighed, straightened her body, and sighed, "Rongrong, why are you still here? You, why did you become like this?"

"What has become?" Zhao Qianrong heard this, and immediately said aggrievedly, "Brother Chen'an, do you want to spit on me, don't you want to spit on me, don't you want to dislike me anymore?"

She pursed her lips, her eyes were immediately watery, and she looked like she would shed tears at any time, an innocent and pitiful look.

Yuan An knew that no matter how he performed it, Zhao Qianrong, who had gone through thousands of years, had already taken on another appearance in hatred.

"Rongrong. "Do you know what awaits you if you continue like this?" do you know what costs you for the continuation of time that you have exchanged for human life and the power of ghasts?"

"Then I don't care. Zhao Qianrong sneered, and the next moment he looked pitiful again, and asked Yuan An aggrievedly, "Brother Chen'an, are you still going to help that woman speak?" Seeing that Yuan An didn't speak, she immediately said angrily, "She is like that, that woman with blood on her hands, why don't you say it, but blame me here?"

"She spent a thousand years of her soul atoning for her sins. ”

"So what?" Zhao Qianrong said hatefully, "She slaughtered hundreds of lives in my Holy Gate. ”

"It's a debt. Yuan An raised his hand to his forehead and sighed, "Rongrong, Master slaughtered her Jiuxuanzong Manmen, this is cause and effect." ”

"So you chose to help her and abandon the Holy Gate that you taught you?" Zhao Qianrong said dissatisfiedly, "What's more, don't think I don't know, you secretly kept her Jiuxuanzong lineage." "Otherwise, how can there be today's Nine Xuanzong?

Yuan An smiled bitterly, "After all, human life is not offset by the number of people alive. ”

"I know you're soft-hearted. Zhao Qianrong put down his aggressive attitude and said softly, "The Holy Gate is also because you tried hard to save the Holy Gate, Brother Chen'an, you can't let go of the Holy Gate, right, then why do you keep helping her?"