Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

The already raging Black Nightmare Storm suddenly became violent again at this moment, turning into a violent Black Dragon Demon and attacking Yan Zhaoge and the others.

Wherever the wind passed, all existence, including the desert yellow sand, was shattered into dust.

If the living are in it, if their cultivation is not enough, there is no special means to shelter them, and they are doomed to die without a place to bury.

Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, and looked around.

Although this thing is not common, it is also a well-known calamity in the Western Desert, full of uncertainty, and no one dares to guarantee that they will not encounter it.

Therefore, when he encountered the black dragon evil when he pulled out the stone pillar, Yan Zhaoge didn't think much about it except for dealing with it carefully.

Entering the Western Desert, in a place full of nightmare storms, there is nothing surprising about the black dragon and carefully dealing with the sudden disaster.

But in such a short period of time, when he encountered the black dragon in a row, it was as if he was constantly chasing after him.

This kind of obviously abnormal thing, Yan Zhao Ge can't help but care.

Yan Zhaoge stared at the Nightmare Storm that swept the world again in the distance, and many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

"Someone wants to disadvantage me, or they come for the ruins of the stone pillars......"

"Peerless Abyss, Great Sun Holy Sect, Black Tare Mountain Remnant, Five Spirit Banner Remnant, or someone else?"

"Being able to form a black dragon demon within a certain range, without a trace, and understanding the power of the Western Desert to this point, the possibility of the remnants of the Black Nightmare Mountain is the highest!"

"It is not ruled out that the remnants of the Black Tare Mountain have united with the Great Sun Holy Sect, or colluded with the Abyss, or even become an important member of the Abyss themselves. ”

The power of the Western Desert is too tyrannical. But it is unpredictable and complex.

Whether it is Guangcheng Mountain, or the Great Sun Holy Sect or the Cangmang Mountain, it is still in the exploration stage of the Western Desert.

After the Great Destruction, no one in the Eight Great Worlds could truly and completely control the power of this great murderous land.

But. If there is one person who knows the most about the Western Desert and has the possibility to borrow the power from it to a limited extent, it is none other than the Black Nightmare Mountain, the holy land of the Wind Domain.

After the fall of the Black Nightmare Mountain, the remnants retreated into the Western Desert and have been active in the Western Desert and the border of the four continents of the Wind Domain.

Yan Zhaoge himself, although he had not officially dealt with the remnants of Black Nightmare Mountain before, he also knew that the other party was ferocious. He is also good at forbearance.

The style of action is standard to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means, but at the same time cautious and abnormal, the slightest wind and grass, then retreat to the Western Desert to hide.

In recent years, although the number of remnants of the Black Nightmare Mountain has become smaller and smaller, there are many ruthless and strong people among them.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes quickly scanned the crowd at the scene, and his eyes were deep.

The black dragon brake quickly swept from a distance. In just a few breaths, it has been in front of everyone's eyes!

Everyone subconsciously looked at Yan Zhaoge. I hope Yan Zhaoge can have a way to let everyone get through the difficulties in front of us again!

In the place where the stone pillar was buried before, it was able to dispel the black dragon in one fell swoop, relying on the Western Desert's own weather power to distort and bombard, and at the same time, there was a mysterious power in the stone pillar.

This method can not be repeated.

I want to draw a scoop according to the gourd. In a short period of time, even if Yan Zhaoge immediately buried the stone pillar back in the desert, it would not be too late to re-turn it.

But this does not prevent the big guy from taking Yan Zhaoge as the backbone at this time, and has high hopes for him.

Yan Zhaoge's gaze swept over everyone's faces again. He glanced at everyone deeply and said, "Everyone move closer to me first, don't get separated." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately moved closer to Yan Zhaoge.

"Elder Li" and "Yao Shan" bear the brunt!

While the two of them moved closer to Yan Zhaoge, they pretended to look back at the hurricane that was coming, but in fact, they were always secretly observing Yan Zhaoge's left and right!

Panpan, who is even bigger than the size of ordinary elephants, is guarding behind Yan Zhaoge at this moment.

As for Ah Hu, as usual, he guarded behind Yan Zhaoge like a god.

A cold light flashed in Elder Li's eyes: "This time is different from last time!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man's camp, who was watching the back of the girl Junluo closely.

Lian Ying's teeth clenched his lip, and blood was oozing from his lips without realizing it.

In his eyes, he only saw Jun Luo walking towards Yan Zhaoge with a look of joy, trust, admiration, admiration and even admiration.

How he wished that Jun Luo could have such an expression when he looked at him.

Lian Ying was not pampered and cared for by his family relatives since he was a child, lacked love, lacked a sense of security, and was always bullied by his family peers.

Only when he met Junluo, the other party never looked down on him, and recently he even took the risk of saving his life in the Western Desert.

For Junluo, it may just be an ordinary communication between friends.

But for the company battalion, he got unprecedented care and warmth from her.

It's just that he wants more!

There was always fear in his heart, if not more and more, maybe it would be less and less.

With a bit of morbid distortion, he wanted to catch that lovely man, the only light in his life, out of control.

He couldn't see her paying too much attention to others or snubbing him.

Every young man who comes close to Junluo will be regarded as a potential opponent by him, including his clan brothers Liancheng, who share the same illness as him.

Including the man who was in front of him, as if he had descended from the heavens.

Guangcheng Gongzi, Yan Zhao Ge!

The gap between the two sides is too big.

He is just a son of Shazhou Lianjia who lives at the bottom and can't see the future.

Shazhou Lianjia is just a second-rate force under the rule of the Howling Wind Sword Sect.

And the Howling Wind Sword Sect is only one of the forces under the Boundless Territory of Guangcheng Mountain.

One of the many chief elders of Guangcheng Mountain, he was the first worshipper of the Howling Wind Sword Sect.

One of the many deacons and elders in Guangcheng Mountain is the head of the family, and he must be a guest.

And Yan Zhaoge, at a young age, can already make the chief elder of Guangyan lower his eyebrows and let the deacon elder bend his waist!

The gap between him and his company camp is not only one in the sky and one underground?

He knew that Jun Luo's feelings for Yan Zhaoge were more likely to be admiration and longing, rather than the love of men and women.

But even so, when he saw the two talking happily, it was as if there were thousands of poisonous snakes in his heart!

Junluo and himself have never talked like that.

Lolo ...... This title that Yan Zhaoge hung on his lips, he dreamed of it countless times, but it stopped at his lips and couldn't say anything.

Why...... Why is there such a big gap between people?

When Lian Ying watched the conversation between Yan Zhaoge and Jun Luo, he felt for the first time that he was so far away from the only light in his life!

"This can't be done! What about the prince of Guangcheng? The prince of Guangcheng can't snatch you away!" Lian Ying bit his lip stubbornly.

With a sickly and pale grin on his face, he suddenly pulled out a black dagger and stabbed it into his arm!

The blood dripped downwards and fell into the yellow sand, and the sand suddenly turned snow-white!

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