The poisonous fire of July seemed to be able to evaporate all the water, and the sun baked on people's bodies, and their skin couldn't help but sting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Far away from the imperial capital of Aiyi, Ling Xiao slowly walked along the depths of the continent, the environment here was extremely hot, because it was far away from the ocean, water vapor could not be transported here, so all year round, this place was shrouded in scorching sunlight.

The discomfort of the environment has led to a large number of people moving away from this place, there is no stop of life, everything here seems extraordinarily desolate and vast, full of eyes, a pale yellow under the blue sky, yellow sand all over the sky, the last piece of human relics, slowly submerged in the endless history of the long river.

This is a desert in the depths of the Tis Empire near the continent, and it is also the only way for Ling Xiao to go to the basin, the desert in July, the high temperature and heat are unbearable, if it is not for Ling Xiao to prepare enough drinking water in advance, I am afraid that in this desert without the slightest water source, he will not be able to move an inch.

As he was walking, Ling Xiao suddenly saw a black shadow in the desert, and immediately, he quickly chased after it, however, when he ran to the black shadow, Ling Xiao realized that it was not a person at all, but a tree.

Walking through the desert in solitude and indifference, Ling Xiao had long been tired of this feeling of desolation that was uninhabited for thousands of miles, at this time, although he saw not a person but a tree, but the green of life was enough to surprise him.

Looking at the two trees that were full of his own height, Ling Xiao's heart was slightly surprised, this was an old tree that looked like he didn't know how many years, the branches of the pale trees stood in the yellow sand for thousands of miles, it looked like an old dragon that had lost its strength, was entrenched in the vast sea of sand and waited to soar again.

After flipping through his memory, Ling Xiao found information related to this old tree, the ancient dragon locust, an ancient locust tree that grew in the Moling Desert, and the Moling Desert was the desert that Ling Xiao was stepping on.

Legend has it that the ancient dragon locust was originally just an ordinary locust tree, and later because of the nourishment of the dragon's blood, its appearance slowly transformed into the appearance of the ancient dragon, after getting the dragon's blood, the locust tree itself has become incredible, unparalleled huge vitality, so that they can stand in the arid desert with little rain for thousands of years, becoming a beautiful scenery in the thousands of miles of yellow sand.

Touching the branches and yellow bark with his hands, the bark became extremely hard and hot under the scorching sun, and the dents on it were mixed with the mud and sand blown by the harsh wind, which seemed to tell the difficulty and loneliness of guarding the desert for thousands of years.

At this moment, Ling Xiao was in awe, the vigorous ancient dragon acacia seemed to be the warriors who guarded the last life of the desert, they stood in the desert to resist the invasion of wind and sand, bringing the last green to the desert.

Looking up, the endless yellow sand poured into the eyes, just looking, it gives people a shocking feeling, one after another sand dunes dotted in the flat desert, it is hard to imagine that the Moling Desert, which was once a vast forest, is how beautiful and rich it is, but now, it has finally evolved into a barren land.

Sighing lightly, Ling Xiao finally left this ancient locust, there is an end to his life, maybe after a thousand years, this ancient locust that does not know how long it has lived will eventually be covered by the wind and sand, and then with all the perseverance and faith, it will turn into grains of sand, and finally sleep in this endless sea of sand.

The lonely desert, it seems to be extremely difficult to find another life, after bidding farewell to Guhuai, Ling Xiao continued to move towards the depths of the Moling Desert, it was already noon, the blazing sun hung high overhead, one by one streamers shone directly on the granular sea of sand, the whole desert, as if it had become a flowing magma.

Stopped, Ling Xiao roughly identified the direction, getting lost in the desert is a common thing, thousands of miles of desert can easily give people an illusion of direction, once you get lost in the desert, it is equivalent to half a foot into the capital of death, if you are not careful, you will be buried in this desolate desert, becoming a piece of fine sand flying in the long river of history.

Opening the space he had condensed, Ling Xiao took out a jade box from it, and inside the box was the water source that Ling Xiao had prepared this time.

Don't look at the jade box, it is only the size of a palm, but the amount of water contained in it is enough to reach the size of several pools, before entering the Moling Desert, Ling Xiao specially used some diamond coins to buy this special vessel for holding water from some wealthy local merchants, which contains the space system of the magician's condensed item space, this ability to condense the power of space on the artifact, Ling Xiao is still unable to achieve.

A mouthful of clear spring water went down to his stomach, and the hot feeling brought by the dry air in his throat disappeared most of it in an instant, Ling Xiao closed the jade box with satisfaction, and then carefully placed it in the space, if he was accidentally lost, I am afraid that Ling Xiao would really want to cry without tears.

"Water...... I want water...... Water"

Just as Ling Xiao was about to close the condensation space he was carrying, an intermittent sound suddenly came into his ears, Ling Xiao was suddenly terrified, in this deserted place, he suddenly heard the sound as if he had seen a ghost.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao instantly concentrated all his mana on his body, and then he swept around, as long as something was wrong, he instantly released his magic.

However, after scanning for a week, Ling Xiao didn't notice anything different, his eyes were still an endless desert, except for the ancient dragon locust dotted in the desert not far away, and some half-yellow weeds, there was no sign of life.

Is it a misunderstanding? Maybe it's just rumors.

"Water...... I want water...... Water"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ling Xiao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, however, before he could relax, the intermittent voice came again, and this time, Ling Xiao clearly heard the content of the voice.

Frowning at Zou, Ling Xiao could hear that it was a human voice, however, when he looked around, there was not the slightest human figure.

After a while, the voice sounded again, this time, Ling Xiao, who was prepared, heard it clearly, he looked at the ground under his feet a little strangely, and the intermittent sound actually came from the sand under his feet.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao smashed towards the sand dunes on the ground, in his quasi-spirit-level physique and the magic power of a ninth-order great magician, only to hear a loud bang, countless yellow sand flew away in all directions, revealing a sealed sand room under the yellow sand.

Sure enough, there are oddities.

Looking at the sand hut revealed under the sand dunes, Ling Xiao's eyes slowly became solemn, and his body suddenly tensed. Sand house, is a kind of temporary residence in the desert made of local materials, the house as a whole is made of sand and glue, because of its ability to resist wind and sand, so generally stay in the desert explorers or caravans, will build a sand house to resist the night raging sandstorm, of course, the sand house also has drawbacks, although it can resist the invasion of wind and sand, but once there is a larger sandstorm, the structure of the sand house will intercept the wind and sand, once the amount of wind and sand is too large, the sand house will be buried in the yellow sand, and now, This is undoubtedly the case.

"It seems that it should be some adventurers who are unfortunately buried in sandstorms," Ling Xiao thought, such things happen from time to time in the Moling Desert, and the sandstorms and mudslides that appear from time to time often swallow up those innocent lives, and it is precisely for this reason that the Moling Desert has become a forbidden place for life in the eyes of outsiders.

Now that he has encountered it, Ling Xiao naturally can't watch others fend for themselves, if he stays in the sand hut for a long time, I'm afraid that he won't starve to death or be thirsty to death by the arid environment. According to Ling Xiao's guess, this sand house is not very long, I am afraid it was built in the past few days, otherwise, even if this sand house is not buried without wind and sand, when he arrives, the creatures in the house will have already become a dry corpse in the desert.

Gently stepping forward, Ling Xiao stroked the surface of the sand house, there seemed to be gum and residual leaves in the fine and compact sand layer, and sure enough, as he expected, the time of this sand house was not more than three days.

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