An hour later.

Shi Sleepian and Lin Hui woke up. Lan Sheng was elegantly eating the food in his hand, his face calm with a hint of agility.

Jun Wunian was very different from usual, his eyes were staring at the ground, his eyes were glazed, and he gnawed on the dry food one bite at a time as if he had lost his soul, and swallowed it without chewing.

Shi Sleepian walked up to Lan Sheng suspiciously, and asked softly, "Miss Lan, what's wrong with Wu Nian?"

"He's a little tired, just now Senior Golden-Winged Dapeng talked to him for a long time, and Senior agreed to take us out-" Lan Sheng said with a smile.

"That's great, I can finally get out of here!" Lin Hui looked around with a happy face, "What about the seniors?"

"The senior went to say goodbye to his old friend. Lan Sheng looked at the one-armed sculpture.

Lin Hui and Shi Sleepless saw a miniature version of the golden-winged Dapeng bird standing on the shoulder of the one-armed sculpture.

"How did the seniors become so small?" Shi Busian couldn't help but ask.

"This is one of the abilities of the seniors, it can be made smaller, otherwise, as soon as the seniors appear, a village will be covered by the seniors-" The current Lan Sheng's words were a little more relaxed and arbitrary than usual.

Shi Sleepless felt weird—Jun Wunian and Lan Sheng seemed to have exchanged personalities. Jun Wunian became silent, but Lan Sheng often had a free smile.

"Miss Lan, are you- are you really okay? How do I feel that you have changed a lot. Shi Sleepian carefully considered the vocabulary before asking.

Lan Sheng lowered his head and smiled: "It's only been less than two hours since you fainted, what can happen——"

Shi Sleepian stopped asking, looked at the golden-winged Dapeng bird in the distance, and waited for the time to go out.

"We should go—come on—I'll take you out. The Golden-winged Roc flew to the side of the four of them, and its size became a little larger.

For the first time, sitting on the back of a flying monster and flying in the air, everyone seemed a little excited. Even Jun Wunian, who was depressed, had a little energy.

Watching the white clouds retreat around him piece by piece, the pride of crossing the sky arises spontaneously.

"Wait—this isn't an ancient cemetery—" Shi Halfian's face changed as he looked at the scenery below.

"We're out of the Ancient Cemetery, it's a psychedelic desert. There was a deep nostalgia in the voice of the Golden-winged Roc.

"But—my clansmen are still in the Ancient Cemetery!" Shi Sleepian's whole person is not very good, as the young head of the Dark Night Family, how can he lose his clansmen!

"Then I can't help it, I can't fly back, and the ancient cemetery can only go out and not enter. If you want to go in again, you have to wait for the permission of the owner of the Ancient Cemetery. The Golden-winged Roc's tone was playful, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Who is the master of the Ancient Cemetery?" Lin Hui asked.

"You'll find out soon—" Lan Sheng said with a smile on the side. Lan Sheng looked at the scenery below, swaying his legs leisurely, and at the same time, he was still holding the faint glow of waking up and scratching the petals with small leaves.

"Sister Lan Sheng—why does Brother Wunian ignore me?" the faint milk voice was full of doubts.

"Good - you don't think about your brother is tired, don't bother him. Lan Sheng softly comforted the aggrieved Youyou.

Suddenly—the Golden-Winged Roc suddenly shuddered and stopped in mid-air.

"The plane broke down?" Jun Wunian woke up from his trance and subconsciously spoke.

"That's right, it's going to crash due to strong air currents—" Lan Sheng replied casually.

"We're in trouble—" Golden-winged Roc looked serious, "the killer of the psychedelic desert—the poisonous sandstorm." ”

"Huh?"

"In the psychedelic desert, there is a kind of sandstorm that is not only menacing, but also contains a poison that gradually makes people unconscious, like a kind of poison that eats away at bones. Golden-winged Roc balanced his body, "This sandstorm is sweeping so fast, I need to start flying with all my might, or we'll be miserable-"

"Young family master, look-" Lin Hui pointed to the ground on his right, while anxiously pushing Shi Sleepian, "Isn't that the second young man?"

Shi Sleepian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at it, this glance made Shi Sleepian startled: "Burning Night-"

"Burning Night!" Jun Wunian also saw Shi Zhuoye's figure.

Shi Zhuoye at this moment is not very good, I don't know why, Shi Zhuoye is alone at this time, his body is covered with blood, his body is scarred, and he is escaping the invasion of the poisonous sandstorm.

"Help!" Shi Sleepian resolutely looked down.

"I can't save it - the sandstorm below makes it impossible for me to lower my flight altitude. The Golden-winged Roc shouted, "We have to go quickly, once we are caught up by the poisonous sandstorm, we will definitely die!"

"You guys go first-" Shi Busian didn't hesitate, he jumped directly and decisively jumped off the back of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

"Hey-" Jun Wunian wanted to reach out and grab the somewhat impulsive Shi Sleepian, but he only grabbed a piece of broken clothes.

In such a high place, Shi Sleepian jumped directly like this, not to mention that he couldn't save Shi Zhuoye, he was afraid that he would have to fall to his death.

But—

How could the young head of the Night Family be unprepared.

The shoes under Shi Sleepian's feet suddenly lit up, and Shi Sleepian's whole person suddenly changed from a fast fall to a slow fall.

"Young master-" Lin Hui was frightened, and subconsciously wanted to jump down.

Jun Wunian hurriedly grabbed Lin Hui and prevented an air crash: "Your young master is crazy, and you are also crazy! He has an elemental vessel, which can guarantee that he will not die if he jumps, do you have it!"

"I-" Lin Hui anxiously wanted to explain.

"What am I—take it—" Jun Wunian took out a long piece of hemp rope out of nowhere, grabbed one end of the hemp rope with his left hand, and handed the other end to Lin Hui, "Take it! If you let go, it will be a deliberate murder!"

"Yes—" Lin Hui replied subconsciously, his hands gripping the end of the rope tightly.

"Lan Sheng—control the direction of the plane—" Jun Wunian continued to use the Golden-Winged Roc as an airplane.

But because of this, the tense atmosphere has eased a lot.

"Senior—fly left—don't land, get close to that person!" Lan Sheng really began to direct the "plane" to fly.

"Alas—" The Golden-winged Roc sighed helplessly and flew towards his left in resignation.

Jun Wunian estimated the distance, then held the hemp rope in his left hand and jumped down.

"Brother Sleepless-Burning Night-catch-" Jun Wunian's body swung in mid-air, throwing out another hemp rope he had taken out of his backpack, holding one end on his right hand, and throwing the other end to the two of them.

At this time, Shi Zhuoye's state was extremely poor, and he was almost unable to walk independently.

Seeing this, Shi Sleepian directly picked up Shi Zhuoye, grabbed the hemp rope that Jun Wunian threw beside him, wrapped the rope around Shi Zhuoye's arm, and then grabbed the rope himself.

Lan Sheng was on the back of the Golden-winged Dapeng, observing the situation below, and hurriedly said when he saw this scene: "Senior-okay, go up, and fly in the opposite direction of the sandstorm with all your might." “