Xiling Gobi, located in the desert of the extreme west, inaccessible, legend has been endless for a long time here was also green grass, thousands of lights flourished, but later became an ancient battlefield, after the First World War, the vitality was exhausted, not a single inch of grass grows.

After all, legends are legends, and there is no way to verify them. It's just that sometimes when the wind and sand blow, scattered bones will be exposed, and the howl of resentful spirits can often be heard in the quiet night, and most people in the world are in awe of it.

Since ancient times, Jedi have often bred treasures and strange creatures, so there are often people who come to try their luck, but they are not all uninhabited. Instead, some of the alien rogues regard this place as a paradise for survival.

In the center of the Gobi, there is a huge feldspar that seems to fall from the sky and sticks straight into the ground, a hundred feet high, looking like a giant sword from a distance, only the hilt and half of the sword body are exposed. No one knows when it started here, as if it had been here forever.

The boulder is full of marks of swords and axes, and for countless years, I don't know how many powerful people have come to investigate, but in the end they have all returned in vain. Gradually, people regarded it as an ancient resort, and literati and writers often came and went, leaving behind many masterpieces.

So as more and more good people come here to observe and stop, the stone has left countless carved symbols, what "visit here", "the master has been here", "this place is very good" and so on, some symbols have even been erased by the years.

Among the many symbols is a small boat-like symbol, although inconspicuous, but it is also extraordinarily clear, recognizable at a glance, and does not seem to leave a shadow of many years.

Looking at this familiar symbol, Jiang Huan's eyes moistened: "Daddy, where have you been, Huan'er misses you so much?"

Jiang Huan looked at the map in his hand, there were some marks dotted on it, and at the current location, Hao Ran marked the Xiling Sword Stone.

Gently stroking the map, I remembered that rainy night many years ago.

The sound of hurried footsteps disturbed the tranquility of the village, and the parents suddenly returned from outside, still holding a baby girl in their arms, and the grandfather and the village elders were alarmed, and everyone talked for a long time in the living room.

Until dawn, the mother came to Jiang Huan's bed, kissed the sleeping child, and left reluctantly.

Jiang Huan was only ten years old at that time, and he only knew that his father and mother had come back, brought back a younger sister, and left a map at the same time, and then left in a hurry.

The specific reason is that no one has ever told him from his grandfather and elders.

As I grew older, my determination to find my parents became stronger.

Finally at the age of fifteen, Jiang Huan made a decision and left a note for his grandfather: Looking for your parents, don't read it!

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, Jiang Huan has followed the map left by his parents, exploring everywhere, turning danger into disaster again and again, he has already worn away the child's immaturity, and his eyes are full of deep tunnels and firmness, which is indifferent after experiencing killing.

"Daddy, the child must find you!"

Although the boulder is large, it is also unremarkable, and there is no clue to it. Jiang Huan was about to leave, when suddenly a few words on the side attracted Jiang Huan.

"Tarzan Jiang Lie. ”

The four words are like flowing water, in one go, you must know that although this boulder is old, it is very hard, and it is by no means possible for ordinary people to leave handwriting.

Jiang Huan secretly remembered this name, and the Jiang family in Beihai where he was located was a branch of the Jiang family in Taishan.

When I think of Beihai, I think of my grandfather and sister, I don't know how they are?

After all these years of wandering around, it must have worried them, and it was time to go back and take a look.

Suddenly wanting to go home, Jiang Huan walked towards the outskirts of the desert, wanting to leave this Gobi as soon as possible.

In the middle of the line, a group of several people walked by.

There are two kinds of people who dare to walk in this kind of place, one is to form a united team, there are many people with great strength, and the other is a lone ranger, who is a master of art and bold, neither of which can be taken lightly.

Therefore, once the road encounters, everyone often goes their own way, and more things are better than less things, unless they encounter something that is not eye-opening or their wealth is exposed.

Just as he was passing by, Jiang Huan suddenly sighed, stared at one of the middle-aged men and said, "Where did the sword in your hand come from?"

The opposite group stopped instantly, and looked at Jiang Huan with impatience on their faces.

Jiang Huan repeated, "Where did the sword in your hand come from?"

The other party's face changed slightly, knowing that he couldn't be good, he glanced at each other, and suddenly made it difficult to do it together. At first glance, he often kills people and oversells goods, and several people cooperate tacitly, and all kinds of secret weapon exercises greet them at the same time.

Jiang Huan didn't move, just stretched out a hand and pressed it towards a few people.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were glazed and they stood still, leaving only the man with the sword to stay in place with a shocked expression, his legs trembling.

At this moment, he clearly felt that his soul was pinched in the other party's hands, life and death were only in a thought, and he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Say," Jiang Huan didn't talk nonsense, the wandering on the edge of life and death over the years made him naturally exude a sense of evil.

The man hurriedly confessed.

Earlier, when they were wandering in the desert, they happened to meet a young man about the same age as Jiang Huan, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.

And they took the sword out of the man's hand, and took it from the man's hand.

Unexpectedly, that person had some means, and finally used the forbidden method to consume several of their brothers, dragging the seriously injured body to escape from their hands.

The remaining few did not dare to chase after him.

Jiang Huan left, leaving behind a few dumbfounded human figures. There is no need to have the slightest sympathy for such people.

The night in the desert was particularly cold, and Gao Baoyu was lying under a sand dune, still with undried blood stains on his body.

The night in the desert is especially lonely and cold.

Gao Baoyu looked at the stars in the sky, "I don't know, there is a star that belongs to me here?"

Are you going to die?

I think that my dignified genius has not had time to become famous in the world, so I fell so namelessly, I am really unwilling......

Struggling to remember, the injury was too serious, and any wild wolf in such a state could tear him apart effortlessly.

Suddenly, there was a "clang", and a sword fell from the sky next to Gao Baoyu's neck.

Gao Baoyu struggled to open his eyes, this sword ...... Gao Baoyu showed a hint of despair.

laughed miserably, and was about to close his eyes, when suddenly a familiar voice came, "The children of the Gao family, who are so fond of swords, have lost their natal swords, will it make people laugh out of their big teeth when it is passed on?"

With a violent cough, Gao Baoyu said intermittently: "I really want to see your teeth fall out......"

Then he fainted.

Jiang Huan walked up to Gao Baoyu: "Hmph, I'm dying, my mouth is still so hard." ”

After carefully examining Gao Baoyu's body, Jiang Huan's face gradually became solemn.

The external injury is not a big deal, but there is a domineering fire poison in the body that is slowly devouring the soul of Gao Baoyu.

"Encountering me is the creation of your boy. Although he said this, he didn't dare to be careless at all, and his index finger slowly pointed out and pressed it on Gao Baoyu's eyebrows.

Is it eroding the soul, Jiang Huan smiled faintly, this is his strength.

With the introduction of soul power, Jiang Huan was engrossed in guiding his soul power to refine the fire poison in Gao Baoyu's body.

Fortunately, the toxicity is not as strong as imagined, and this poison is fundamentally a pure fire attribute spiritual power.

"I wonder what the hell this kid did?"