Broken Feather is grateful and adored to Puyang, the master, and will go all out no matter what he asks him to do. As for the dragons, it has the fear of lower creatures for higher creatures, and it does not dare to resist in the slightest, carrying the two of them, flying at the fastest speed, and trying to keep it as stable as possible, not to let there be the slightest bump, and at the same time not forgetting to form a layer of protection around the body, so as not to be observed.

Pu Yang directly threw a pill to it to eat, and added a spar.

The broken feather that was swallowed in the air thanked him repeatedly, and he flew more energetically.

"Yes, it's very wide, and feeding the mounts is so extravagant." Long Ying couldn't help but laugh when she saw it.

She has been in the human world for twenty or thirty years, and although she does not reveal the identity of the dragon clan, she also knows a lot of information. Knowing that there is a shortage of resources now, even if it is an ordinary pill and a white crystal with weak vitality, no sect can have the luxury to feed the eagle. And what was thrown out just now was at least a gray crystal.

Pu Yang smiled: "Since it followed me sincerely, I can't treat it badly." It walked for me, it gave me rest, but it didn't rest much. ”

With such a big body and the realm of the Demon King, how else do you need to rest?

Thinking of this loophole, Pu Yang added: "I left it in Kunlun Mountain before, and then summoned us to converge, and then crossed Kunlun to the Taklamakan Desert; Then I went to the world of purgatory, and in that hot environment, I flew all the way to the big [one_book_read] novel xstxt for half a day; After coming back, there was no rest, and he flew from west to east to Longhu Mountain; I took a little rest when I met Zhang Tianshi, and then flew back to Luobao City; I haven't rested much, and now I'm going to fly to the Taklamakan Desert again......"

After a pause, he wanted to estimate the approximate mileage, but he didn't have a concept, so he could only say: "I don't know how many I flew, at least tens of thousands of miles!" It didn't eat a bite of meat, it didn't drink any water, it was all supported by its body and vitality. It was raised by the Kunlun faction for a hundred years before, although it limited its spiritual intelligence, but it was also pampered, and only occasionally needed to be a mount and foot strength. I can't torture it! ”

Long Ying nodded and praised: "In this way, this little guy is also good." ”

"......" Pu Yang was speechless for a while, and both of them were thundered.

Bub? Is there such a huge little guy?

But thinking about Long Ying's identity, they were relieved. Perhaps in the eyes of the dragon clan, the human race and the demon race are just little guys.

And Broken Feather also heard Pu Yang's words just now, and was very excited. It has been flying non-stop for the past few days, but it does not have the slightest resentment or dissatisfaction, because it used to live in the Kunlun Wonderland of Lingxu Peak, and now it sees every place, it is completely fresh, such as in the city, which it can't imagine.

Fresh and curious and full of motivation, Puyang is so powerful, it can't help much, and it can only be a good mount, so it is willing and very hardworking. But now I find that the master sees it in his eyes and remembers it, and will be considerate and reward it, which is the care and respect that I couldn't experience in the Kunlun faction before.

All the way to the west, although the time zone in the west, the night is later, but the distance is so long, I still fly until the early hours of the morning to reach the edge of the desert.

Puyang and Long Ying didn't feel sleepy, and they took a break on the way.

Because Ryuzakura has a coordinate, it's much easier than last time. It's just that the latitude and longitude coordinates are just a point on the map, reflecting the actual area, and it is also a large range, and the slightest deviation will be far apart, and in the end, it can only lock a general range, and start to slow down the carpet search.

"This should be the place."

Looking at the desert from the air, there is a faint whiteness, which may be a deserted salt lake that has long since dried up.

Puyang has never been here, and with the general impression and feeling, this place is also quite far away from the place where the door of space is, and it stands to reason that there should be no connection. But on a national scale, this distance is not too big. And the situation is a bit similar, maybe there is really a space crack.

"Try it and see if you can sense Uncle Liu."

Long Ying shook his head directly at Pu Yang's suggestion and said with a wry smile: "I've been sensing it all the way, and I can't feel his existence at all, he still seems to have disappeared from this world." ”

"Then let's go down and look for it, there should be a spatial rift nearby that extends to another world, there is no one here, maybe everyone has strayed into it. When we get there, we'll be able to find Uncle Liu. ”

Pu Yang comforted and let Broken Feather land.

Broken Feather had already gained experience, so he naturally lowered his altitude, slowed down, and shrunk a lot, and began to fly along the salt lake site.

Long Ying's expression did not have the slightest lightness, and she had a sense of worry and did not say it. What Pu Yang said is that it is possible, but the possibility is too small, and the other possibility is much greater!

That is, Yoo Jung-won is dead!

The mark she left on Liu Zhengyuan's body was fused with him, and it was not a tracker that could send out signals all the time with energy power. If he died, she would not have felt his presence. Of course, if she encounters danger before she dies, she can also feel it with the reaction of fear and other things on Yoo Jung-won's body.

It's just that in this great desert, the probability of encountering murderers and the like is almost non-existent, but unexpected disasters in nature are common. Perhaps a big storm will bury the entire team under the yellow sand. In that case, Liu Zhengyuan may not have had time to have a stronger fear or the like, so he passed out first, and then suffocated to death.

Of course, Long Ying didn't want this result, so she didn't say it either.

"Let's search separately, we can hurry up!"

With that, she had already flown off Broken Feather's body, and then searched for it. Pu Yang also hurried to the other side, and Broken Feather made his body much bigger.

The scope of the three of them was immediately much larger, and everyone was very careful, for fear of letting go of any detail and corner.

But this salt lake is not very big, and they searched several times in a row, but they found nothing.

Long Ying didn't want to give up and continued to search the salt lake. Puyang thought about it, if there was no spatial crack here, would Liu Zhengyuan be dead?

There is no life, no death, no corpse, in this desert, there is only one possibility, buried by the yellow sand!

The Taklamakan Desert is a mobile desert, and the yellow sand is often blown far away, and once the wind blows, the momentum is also very terrifying. It's not strange to bury one person, a group of people.

If so, where is the most likely place in this neighborhood?

This conjecture made Pu Yang's mood a little heavy, but after all, he was not his own father, and he only had a one-sided relationship, and if he wanted to talk about grief or anything like that, it was not there, so he could still calmly observe and analyze.

This salt lake site is obviously not the original size, and there have been great changes in the vicinity. If you encounter yellow sand, where will you hide?

Puyang is not a professional in this area, and he doesn't know the answer, but there is no one on the dry salt lake, and it is impossible to leave too far. It was nearby, and what was in sight of him now, and what he doubted the most, was a large sand dune not far from the edge of the salt lake!

With the scale of this sand dune, it is certainly not formed in a day or two, a year or two, and it is estimated that it may have been formed by the accumulation of wind and sand for hundreds of years. When Liu Zhengyuan and his archaeological team arrived here, they should not be so afraid of encountering a once-in-a-century gale, so should they hide in the leeward place under this big sand dune?

If that's the case, the wind and sand are too strong, or the big dunes have quicksand falling, it is possible to bury them under the edge of the dunes!

This is Pu Yang's conjecture, and he is not easy to say, so the person flashed over first, preparing to investigate first.

This sand dune is as huge as a small mountain, and when it comes to the bottom, Puyang is a little at a loss. The people are dead, and he can't sense whether there is a living mouth under the sand, and it is possible to detect it with instruments or something, but they are not professional, and they have no equipment.

Or...... Turning the entire sand dunes over?

This thought flashed in Pu Yang's mind, with his current strength, not to mention a sand dune, it is a real hill, and if he wants to overturn it, it is not impossible. It's just that this movement is too big, and it will let Long Ying know what he thinks at once, which will violate people's taboos.

Just as he hesitated, Long Sakura had already come over and arrived at his side.

"You also suspect that they may be buried under the yellow sand?"

Listening to her calm words, Pu Yang was a little embarrassed, and admitting it was tantamount to suspecting that Liu Zhengyuan was dead.

"Uh...... I think they should have a goal when they come here for archaeology, right? What's so good about archaeology about this salt lake? Even if there is scientific value, it should be an expert in geology or the environment who is interested. I just looked at this sand dune, and I think it should be difficult to blow so big by nature, there must be a prototype, I don't know if there was a large ancient tomb here in the first place, and Uncle Liu and their target may be here. ”

Pu Yang reluctantly made up a reason, and comforted him far-fetchedly: "Maybe after they enter the ancient tomb, they will be cut off from information, or they will go to other worlds." But it should definitely be alive......"

Long Ying sighed lightly: "Don't comfort me, if he really dies here, I will also find him and take him home." ”

"Then I'll open it and find it." Long Ying said so, Pu Yang felt that it was pointless to make up another reason, it was better to find the corpse quickly, and if you want to see people in life and die in death, you have to see corpses.

Broken Feather also came, and when he heard Pu Yang say that he was going to overturn this big sand dune, he immediately stretched his body to the maximum, and then flapped his wings.

"Alright, I'll do it!"

Puyang stopped it, the wind of the broken feather fan is very strong, but how can it be compared to the wind in nature? And this is a place where the winds that make the desert flow can't do anything.

He took out the - King Yu shovel!