Ye Lingtian looked into the distance, and his immature face showed a melancholy that did not fit his age. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who would have thought that such a big change would occur when an ancient ruin was opened?

What's even more terrifying is that time flows so fast that many people come in and bury their bones in the homeland, never going back.

Zhou Xiaofeng, a little beggar at the beginning, is now a dying old man.

If it weren't for a breakthrough in cultivation, or in a few years, it would never be seen again.

What about Uncle Han?

Uncle Yun, what about them?

What about Ye Yi?

What about Zhou Shaolong?

These familiar elders and friends, if they were buried in a foreign country because they entered this place, Ye Lingtian felt that this was too difficult to accept.

Especially after seeing the strangeness of this space and the temple where the statue of the god stands, Ye Lingtian felt more and more that there were too many secrets here, and the existence here was a conspiracy.

And how is it acceptable to let all your friends die in such a conspiracy?

Former brothers, comrades, and many, many friends of life and death who knew each other when they were young, in the process of growing up, will gradually go away and slowly fade away.

Suddenly, when you recall a certain name one day, all that comes to mind is a name and a vague face.

One day, when you cultivate to the heavens, there is no familiar friend around you who can share your joys and sorrows with you.

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That's really a sad thing!

However, this kind of sorrow was not the natural result of time, but standing in someone else's conspiracy, Ye Lingtian inexplicably burned with anger in his heart.

"I must uncover your conspiracy, whoever you are!" Ye Lingtian's eyes were solemn, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Childe, what did you say?" Xiong Yan stood aside, looked at Ye Lingtian, who was a little distracted, and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. They're almost done, and it's time for us to go. Ye Lingtian showed a smile and didn't say much.

The convoy was ready, Ye Lingtian arranged the Xin'er girl and the dolls in a car, and the others were assigned separately, and the group began to set off.

The villagers behind them spontaneously sent it far away, and their eyes were full of reluctance and innocence.

"Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye in the end, Ah Niu, just send it here, take care of it in the future." The corners of Zhou Xiaofeng's eyes were slightly red, and he patted the sturdy man's shoulder.

A person who has lived in a place for a long time has feelings after all.

Every grass and tree there, from rooting, sprouting, to watching grow, not to mention other babies, is the sturdy man in front of him, why not he watched grow up?

It's just that he has a heavy responsibility, and he needs to take care of hundreds of families in this village, which is the responsibility of the hunting leader, and there is no way to escape.

Responsibility, like a man's backbone, must be carried steadily.

"Elder, I hope you will come to see us often when you are old." Brother Niu choked, and the nine-foot-tall man had tears in his eyes, and he said goodbye.

Zhou Xiaofeng nodded heavily.

Under the reluctant gaze of the old man, the convoy gradually drifted away until it was no longer visible.

Thousands of miles away, if this carriage wants to drive to Yecheng, it is naturally impossible, Zhou Xiaofeng suggested going to a larger village nearby to ride the huge Blue Wing Blood Luan.

It is a bird unique to this place, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, after being tamed from a young age, it can be used to carry passengers, and the wide back of the bird can sit nearly 100 people at a time, and it is the main means of transportation between nearby villages and small towns.

The carriage walked in the desolate wilderness, and the scenery here was desolate and distant compared to Qingfeng City.

The land of the far west, vast and sparsely populated, resembles a land on the edge of a desert.

In the desert, where there is water, there are people.

Occasionally, one or two villages, also dependent on the water source, are nestled in hundreds, thousands of people, next to the water source.

Other than that, it's all a desolate and endless wilderness.

The sun was setting in the west, and just as the sun was about to set over the horizon, a slightly larger village appeared ahead.

It should not be called a village, but perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a camp, a cluster of huge tents around a half-moon-shaped lake.

The lake is big enough, the camp is big enough, and the water is the source of life.

Zhou Xiaofeng jumped down with a smile, pointed to the distance with his right hand, and said, "Childe, it's finally here." This is the larger village that my subordinates told you about, called Camp Marson. This is a gathering point, once every ten days, and the Qingyi Blood Luan will pass by here on time. As long as we pay a certain amount of spars, we can take the Qingyi Blood Luan to Yecheng. ”

"Tonight, let's go to the camp for a night's rest, and tomorrow morning, my subordinates will go down to inquire about the ride, do you think there is no problem with this arrangement?"

Ye Lingtian opened his eyes and said, "Okay, you are familiar with it here, you can arrange it." ”

All the way, he has been boring to close his eyes and practice, not letting go of any spare time, only diligence can always be one step ahead.

Everyone walked out, Xiong Yan and Qin Lang looked around vigilantly, and those babies who were out for the first time stared at each other and looked left and right curiously.

Zhou Xiaofeng smiled kindly at Xiong Yan and explained, "Masen Camp is the first gathering place for us to go west to Yecheng, and then there is Yulinsai, which is a small city. Out of Yulinsai is the inaccessible yellow sand, and Yecheng is on the other side of the yellow sand. Normally, it is difficult to get there, and taking the Blue Wing Blood Luan is the fastest way. ”

"Let's go, let's all go in. When I was younger, I came here several times, and some of the old guys didn't know if they were still there. Zhou Xiaofeng smiled and pulled the horse forward.

At the end of the day, the horses were so tired that they were foaming at the mouth.

Several others followed with the wagon.

After entering the camp, the crowd of all kinds gradually increased, and Zhou Xiaofeng introduced as he walked: "Tonight, let's stay at the Masson Inn, I know an old friend there." ”

"I don't know why this place is called Camp Marson, it should be the name of the person, anyway, it was already like this when I came here." Zhou Xiaofeng explained with a smile.

They all said that they listened to his arrangement, and others naturally had no opinions.

The Masson Inn was surrounded by a pile of low earthen walls, and from a distance, it was not very tall, but it was only a circle of two-story buildings with a roof made of straw huts.

When I got closer, there was a huge poplar wood on the corner of the door, and on the long tree, you could see a big word written "Masson Inn".

The huge banners swayed in the wind, and the hunt sounded.

Next to the banner stands a high lookout, very simple, just a simple wooden plank nailed, reflecting the yellow sand and yellow earth in the sky.

The dry grass roof and the wind leaking through the cracks, Ye Lingtian inexplicably heard Cang Desolation singing.

More than forty people came in together, but it still attracted the attention of some people, and many people looked sideways and quietly flashed to the side.

The guards of the Changfeng Dart Bureau have always traveled from south to north, but they don't feel too curious, but those babies who are going out for the first time look at this one and feel novel, look at that one and feel good-looking, follow Zhou Xiaofeng, looking left and right.

Beyond the gatehouse, on the left is the stable, with its bantam mules and horses, which are the specialties of the Far West, and some camels.

When he saw people coming, one of the horses raised his head and snorted, which aroused the curiosity of the children.

On the right is the carport goods placed by some merchants, and the roof of the carport is covered with a thick layer of yellow sand.

At the entrance of the inn, a sand shelter is simply supported by a few wooden pillars, and there is a lot of people inside.

Stomped his feet lightly, shook the yellow sand falling on his body, and Zhou Xiaofeng howled: "She Tengjiao, She Tengjiao, come out!" ”