The Kama Desert is still so hot and dry, but Xiaobai's back is cold and cold, so that Han Wu can also enjoy the cold experience under this scorching heat.

Han Wu didn't fly directly to the State of Death, but went in another direction, which carried too many deep memories for her. Sandworm Village, a place where Han Wu has a foothold in this world, is also the first home that he identifies.

"Xiaobai, let's land ahead." Han Wu squinted his eyes, looked at the blurred outline in front of him, patted Xiaobai's back, and motioned for him to land in front. Xiaobai responded, then turned around, and slowly landed, booming, and dust flew up.

Han Wu jumped off Xiaobai's back, his eyes flashing with sadness, and he looked closely at the silhouette in front of him. Under no one to take care of it, the sandworm village was already covered with a thick layer of sand, which looked extremely bleak and desolate.

A warm touch came from his hand, and Han Wu turned his head slightly, and saw Huyan Qingshu's encouraging eyes. "Xiao Wu, I will accompany you."

"This is the starting point of my world, and although the sandworm village has been covered in yellow sand, I can still imagine the lively scene of the past. If it weren't for the traitor Basha who brought the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group to this place, the Sandworm Village would not have been slaughtered, and I wouldn't be where I am today! Han Wu sighed, she couldn't judge whether she would gain more or lose more of such a fateful arrangement, at least she was accompanied by Huyan Qingshu now.

Huyan Qingshu hugged Han Wu tightly, and at this moment, he could feel her trembling slightly. "No matter what the past is, it has become the past, just like this yellow sand, flying with the wind, and there will be a day when it will settle down."

"Well, you're right. So, I came back to do something for a friend who was once dear. Han Wu smiled slightly, then took Huyan Qingshu's hand and walked towards the sacrificial square of Sandworm Village.

The sacrificial square of Sandworm Village, like the rest of the village, is covered with yellow sand, and you can vaguely see the decorations of the past, as well as the solemnity of the festivals of the past. However, when Han Wu walked up to the statue of Beta Dewei, he found that the heavy iron belonging to this hero was missing.

"Has anyone been back here?" Huyan Qingshu frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around.

"How?" Han Wu wondered.

Huyan Qingshu raised his head and said lightly: "Look at the yellow sand in front of you, the shade is different from the surrounding one, this is obviously caused by someone stepping on it, and it is not a person." ”

"You mean...... Someone took Betadewe's weapon away? Han Wu said in surprise, but she didn't understand, Beta Dewei's weapon was a symbol of honor for the Sandworm Village, not a divine weapon, how could anyone care about such a heavy weapon.

Moreover, in such a remote place, who would have the idea of such a brilliant heavy iron? Is it Basha? Han Wu couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of this hateful man, thinking in his heart that it couldn't be him.

When the Sandworm Village is slaughtered, then all the honors related to the Sandworm Village will eventually disappear, and Basha, a greedy guy, will not be able to fight the idea of brilliant heavy iron.

"Xiao Wu, the brilliant heavy iron should have been taken away, but we have no way of knowing what the purpose is." Huyan Qingshu sighed and said helplessly.