Yin Jinli thought of what happened in the past two days, and he was angry and bitter. However, it is called heaven and earth not spiritual.

Even when the sky is bright, everywhere you can see is reckless yellow sand, overhead is a clear sky without a trace of clouds, under your feet is a long yellow sand, occasionally you can see a trace of green shadow is very rare.

The heat of thousands of miles of red ground penetrated through the soles of the shoes, and during the day, it was like stepping on a red-hot iron plate, almost burning the soles of the shoes, and by the way, the flesh and bones were cooked together.

Yin Jinli and Song Qiao only walked for half an hour, and they were almost stewed into a piece of iron plate human flesh, so they had to spend their spiritual power to make a sword.

It's just that they still can't escape the overwhelming heat wave burns, both of them are sweating, their lips are cracked, and after more than ten hours, they have lost several pounds, and their complexion is a few degrees darker.

And when the light dims, it is a time to test endurance. The wind was strong, swirling and blowing, and if you didn't pay attention, you would be swept into the air by the storm, and the wind mixed with sand was enough to tear the exposed skin, and the robe was torn into fine strips.

Fortunately, the night breeze is the opposite of the heat wave during the day. The heat gets stronger the closer you get to the ground, but the stronger the wind gets higher and higher. In the evening, both of them lowered their upper bodies and walked forward in a rickety posture to avoid being blown away by the wind.

Yin Jinli's mouth was dry, but he still couldn't help but scold.

Song Qiao is a lot of taciturn, first, it is not good to add fuel to the fire to Yin Jinli, who is already angry, and secondly, it takes effort to open his mouth during the day, and he will eat a mouthful of sand at night, so why bother thanklessly, it is better to leave some strength to walk.

In fact, after a day and a night of suffering, he is now close to exhaustion. If it weren't for the fact that he saw a green jungle from afar before dark, Song Qiao thought that he would probably be close to the limit.

It was dark all around, the wind was blowing all around, the black sand was dancing wildly, and there was no way to even look up to judge the direction, and he didn't even know if the two of them had deviated from the right direction.

Song Qiao tried his best to distinguish Yin Jinli's footsteps in the howling wind, and followed closely to prevent the two of them from getting lost in the wind and sand.

However, it was precisely because he didn't know the direction that Yin Jinli, who was stepping on the sand with one foot deep and one foot shallow, had completely given up his control over the reverse, and walked forward step by step by instinct, so that he didn't notice it when he walked up to a slightly higher sand dune.

A gust of wind had just blown, and Yin Jinli finally sighed and relaxed for a while.

In this gap, he still didn't give up scolding, but the object of scolding was changed this time.

"The son of a bitch, where did he die, he hasn't appeared for so long!"

was also begging for things under Yin Jinli, and Song Qiao originally didn't deal with Yue Zilan, and even looked down on each other.

Song Qiao always felt that Yue Zili intentionally or unintentionally separated the relationship between himself and Yin Jinli, preventing himself from approaching Yin Jinli, on the other hand, he himself did have the idea of squeezing out Yue Zili and taking the throne himself.

This kind of hostility is tacitly acquitted by each other.

Yin Jin was away from Yue Zilan, and Song Qiao should have been happy, but now he couldn't raise the slightest interest in it.

First, Yue Zilan strictly guarded Yin Jin's position from his side, and he couldn't find a stitch when he saw a stitch, and there was no progress for several months; Second, on the day of "getting along with Yin Jinli", I saw more and more clearly Yin Jinli's violent and moody temperament.

Therefore, after many considerations, Song Qiao has become more and more distracted, and he is not so willing to agree with Yin Jinli.

However, in this long yellow sand, the two people have to temporarily support each other in order to plan for a back road, otherwise...... Song Qiao didn't dare to imagine that if he didn't have the support of the elixir that Yin Jinli carried, he would have exposed his body to the sand, and the latter was torn apart by the gale.

It's not that he didn't think about killing Yin Jin and taking everything he was carrying in his hands as his own, but the strength of the two was not far apart, and they were probably evenly matched in terms of cultivation.

And Yin Jin is rich away from home, and he must still carry a lot of life-saving magic weapons on his body, if he misses a blow, the result will be even more worrying.

Song Qiao's eyes changed several times, and finally completely gave up the idea of killing Yin Jinli to save his life, but he was even more silent along the way, looking dejected, which made Yin Jinli complain non-stop, saying that he felt bad luck when he saw it. Song Qiao didn't respond, just lowered his head and listened.

At this time, Yin Jin was unkempt and ragged, where was there still a little bit of self-proclaimed elegance and a dignified appearance that was on par with the children of the family?

After being suppressed by Shuo Feng for a long time, he finally finished scolding happily, and suddenly felt that the sullen breath blocked in his chest was relieved by half a minute, and he straightened his waist, from the lumbar spine up to the neck, and the bones were loosened.

However, before he could finish his breath, he heard a sharp cry in his ears, like a wind passing through a narrow and deep cliff, and suddenly whining again, with a bit of heaviness.

Song Qiao heard that the voice was wrong, and his heart was not good, so he hurriedly fell to the ground.

Unexpectedly, Yin Jin, who was on the right side of the front, was less than a foot away from him, and he stumbled, but he took a step back to the left, and just hit Song Qiao.

And at this moment, Song Qiao already felt the pain like a knife on his face, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded in his heart.

"Oh no, the wind is coming!"

He just thought about it in his heart, and without hesitation, he clasped Yin Jinli's wrist with his backhand, and his five fingers were like iron claws, clamping tightly.

This gust of wind was stronger than the previous one, and it was the first gust of the night.

Every once in a while, there would be a particularly strong storm in the yellow sand, ten times stronger than usual.

This kind of wind is not unavoidable, as long as you crawl down/body, hide under the sand dunes at a slight height, you can dodge, although it will be covered by the rolled up sand, but then you can drill out.

Where did Song Qiao expect that Yin Jinli would blindly walk to a high ground, and he was the first to bear the brunt of the real storm!

At this time, he had to tighten Yin Jin's hand even more and not let go. It's just because Yin Jinli has a violent temperament, but he is still generous.

Last night, the two of them didn't notice for a while, and they were swept away by the wind, and they were covered with bruises, so Yin Jinli generously took out the medicine he was carrying and Song Qiao to heal his injuries, and "rewarded" Song Qiao with two bottles of jade liquid elixir to quench his thirst during the day, so that he could survive the exposure and roasting, and avoid becoming a human jerky.

Woo –

In an instant, the overwhelming sand and dust hit, Yin Jinli and Song Qiao were also swept up by the howling wind at the same moment, how did Rao is two fall like bells, and they couldn't escape the fate of being swept up by the wind, and they couldn't escape the fate of being swept up by the wind, and they were involuntarily lifted up by a huge force, and their feet suddenly left the ground.

In the face of this strong wind, all the resistance seemed so weak, and the two men floated like kites pulled by a string.

Thorn -

A sound that made the back tingle and goosebumps all over the body came, and under the violent impact of countless sand and dust, the incomplete robes of the two were torn by the wind and sand, and in an instant they were broken into strips, and the whole became a rag.

The two young men, who added up to more than 200 catties, were not half separated from a grain of sand, and were swept into the air in the frenzied storm.

There was no time to prepare for the sudden rise into the air, which made Yin Jinli so jolted that he wanted to shout loudly, but the shout that had already rushed to his throat was really held in his throat by him, and he never leaked a single sound.

Because he knows that at this time, he can't shout happily when he opens his mouth, and it is even more likely that he will never be able to shout again after this voice.

The rough sand scraped across the skin, like a knife cut, instantly drawing blood marks, but Song Qiao could feel that the blood beads oozing from the skin were instantly blown clean by the wind, and the extreme cold made the blood stains of the wound instantly coagulate.

However, there was no chance of healing for this slender wound, because the next moment the blood clotted, sharper sand slashed over and opened a new wound.

Song Qiao was dizzy, and Yin Jinli was about to collapse. The two of them pulled their hands tighter and tighter with a tacit understanding.

Reason or instinct. In short, Yin Jinli also turned his backhand to Song Qiao's wrist at the same moment when he was swept into the sky, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, clasping it tightly, pinching it tighter and tighter, so that the arms of the two were intertwined, and it was difficult to separate.

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The trails are dark, and the pine wind is cool at night.

Walking at night, it was a little cooler than the daytime, and the little light that leaked out of nowhere was just right for the three of them to show the way.

Yang Jun and Gu Jiuxin walked quietly all the way, but when they saw that the mountains were high and the forests were dense, the shadows of the trees were heavy, and they heard the howling of monsters and insects in their ears from time to time, but the three of them traveled very fast, and they were far away from the ground, so they did not encounter any trouble.

As the outline of the mountains and forests in front of him gradually blurred, a smooth road was revealed, and the outline of the horizon with almost no ups and downs appeared, and he quietly shouted: "It's here!" ”

There was a little excitement in his voice.

Under the dim light, a smile also appeared on Gu Jiuxin's face: "We haven't met anyone along the way, I'm afraid that Jiang Su is still trapped in the yellow sand for thousands of miles and can't come out." ”

Quietly said: "If that's the case, that's really a good thing." ”

"Well," she nodded, "it's best that Jiang Su has already picked the Scarlet White Jade Weng, so that we don't have to put in a little more effort." ”

Yang Jun tilted his head: "It's difficult to pick the scarlet white jade?" ”

"Of course!" Jing quietly rolled his eyelids and glanced at Yang Jun obliquely, "One of the four holy medicines, it is famous, in addition to having the effect that is difficult for the Spirit Grass Immortal Fruit to achieve, the difficulty of obtaining it is also extraordinary. ”

Quietly gave full play to his previous advantage of reading the information of the scarlet white jade Weng, and talked eloquently: "Moreover, the environment in the yellow sand for thousands of miles is harsh, and once you go in, you have to take off three layers of skin, let alone three layers of skin, it is really not a place for people to stay." What I said earlier when I wanted to prevent you from entering the yellow sand is not a lie, and it is not intended to scare you. ”

She sighed a little and said: "So, if you can not enter the yellow sand, it is better not to enter." ”

"You said yes, Senior Sister Gu?"

Gu Jiuxin didn't know why she asked herself, she just nodded with a smile and snorted.

Jing sighed quietly and continued: "Anyway, we will definitely have a battle with Jiang Su, so it is best to let him change hands after he picks the Scarlet White Jade Weng, let him change hands after so hard to collect, it is strange if he is not angry, hahaha!" ”

Yang Jun was a little puzzled, did he quietly have a deep grudge with Jiang Su, and he wanted to see Jiang Su unlucky so much? Then what did she do before, the first thing she thought of was to block herself from thousands of miles of yellow sand, so that Jiang Su could pick the scarlet white jade Weng?

Yang Jun felt that he was really incapable of guessing quietly in his mind.

The three of them galloped, one sword and two swords, and in an instant, they slashed through the sky, approaching the last mountain range at the edge of the jungle.

The sound of the wind blowing Lin Hai was already familiar to the three of them, but Yang Jun, who was standing in the canopy of an ancient tree halfway up the mountain, looked a little puzzled.

He looked at the large shadows in front of him and asked in disbelief, "Is this really the case?" ”

Descending along this hillside, you can vaguely see that the trees are getting thinner and thinner, until you reach the open area at the foot of the mountain, and further on, there is no trace of grass and trees at all.

It's probably a windward slope, and all the canopies of the trees are tilting in the same direction, and from a distance, it looks as if all the trees are crawling towards the top of the mountain.

At this junction, the wind was obviously stronger than the jungle they had passed, and the robes of the three men were blown to the sound of hunting, and the sleeves even slapped on the fluttering bottoms, making a crackling sound like the waves crashing on the shore.

"It's a thousand miles of yellow sand, right?" Yang Jun's eyes were half-narrowed by the strong wind, his head tilted slightly, and his mouth was half-open, "I didn't say that it was a thousand miles of black sand!" ”

As far as the eye can see, the trees fade away, all you can see is a black expanse, and the boundary between heaven and earth has become very blurred, and you can no longer see a clear horizon.

It was obviously a wilderness in front of him, but it was like a layer of black fog, dark and mysterious, with a bit of violent aura, which made people involuntarily feel a little afraid just by looking at it from afar.

Yang Jun didn't feel afraid, but looked at the dark field, which was a little unexpected. After he finished speaking, he looked at the quiet who volunteered to be a guide.

"Thousands of miles of yellow sand didn't say that it must be yellow!" Jing quietly looked like he should have said, "What's more, it's night, and it's dark and wrong." ”

Yang Jun raised his finger to the sky: "You dare to say that this is the same?" ”

It's obviously the same sky, but it seems to pull out a curtain in the middle. On this side of the mountains and jungles, even if there are no stars, it is a deep blue, with a bit of tranquility and peace.

And not far away, above the wilderness, a black air shrouded it, and even the sky was as black as ink, eerie, and as dignified as hell.

Quietly spread his hands: "I said a long time ago that this thousand miles of yellow sand is not an easy place to break into. You see, now that it's getting dark, why don't you wait a little longer and go in again? (To be continued.) )