When He Lang woke up, he felt as if he had slept for a long time, and he had a splitting headache, he rubbed his head and began to recall what had happened before.

Yes, he was caught by Zhang Mo and others, and then he was taken by them to the lobby and beaten on the board, and then ...... There was no later.

He sat up, looked around, and found that it was on the shore of the blue water lake in the fairy mirror, and he was surprised, why was he here?

After getting up, he walked towards the entrance of the fairy mirror, he didn't know how long he had been here, but he knew that he couldn't stay here for seven days, otherwise his body would die, and he would only be a ghost floating in the air.

Who knows, as soon as he came out of the fairy mirror, he found that he was in the soil, he was shocked, it seems that he is really dead, he has entered the ground, can there be a mistake?

But he found that his hands and feet could move, and the soil was very loose, and he was so relieved that he came out of the soil at once.

When he stood on the ground, he was even more surprised, he found that he was surrounded by desert, and there was endless yellow sand on all sides.

The sun above his head shone fiercely, and he squinted and raised his arms to look into the distance.

He looked at his arm again, lifted the hem of his robe, and his belly was white, and his skin was not only white but also extremely delicate.

He Lang hurriedly took out the big blade from the space and held it up in front of him.

When he saw the face reflected in the blade, the broadsword fell to the sand, and he collapsed on the ground.

After a while, he slowly picked up the blade again, looked at it, and finally he was sure that his current self had the face of the man named Zhang Moren.

Waves of shock froze He Lang in place and remained motionless, from the sun high above his head, until the sun tilted westward, he still didn't stand up.

Finally, at dusk, he stood up and began to think about his current situation.

He felt very puzzled, why did he change the person's face?

He rubbed his face, and found that his skin was very delicate, and he was instantly moved again, and he could finally look around without the orange peel face.

But now his face is undoubtedly too handsome, and if he stands on the street, he will definitely be watched.

He began to miss the face that had followed him for many years, a little handsome, but not too much, it was normal to walk in the crowd, inconspicuous.

He Lang's hope has always been to live an ordinary life, marry a wife and have children, be born, old age, sick and die, and live a happy life, this is his pursuit, but obviously his current situation and experience make him more and more distant from the life of ordinary people.

It was already dark, and He Lang discerned the direction and prepared to hurry overnight to leave this endless sea of sand.

He trekked through the desert all night, and after dawn, there was still a desert all around, with no end in sight.

"Is anyone there? is there anyone?" he shouted as he walked, hoping that someone would appear, even if it was just to inquire about the next direction, he was walking around without a direction, and he didn't know when he would be able to get out of this desert.

He Lang walked in the desert for a whole day, but he still didn't see the end of the desert, and he almost felt that he would never be able to walk out of the desert in his life.

He continued to walk in the night, when a sudden wind blew, and he was staggered by the strong wind, and he took the glow-in-the-dark rod in his hand and trudged deep and shallow on the dunes

At dawn, while he was still walking, he suddenly stepped on the air under his feet, and the man fell into the quicksand pit.

He Lang was so frightened that he struggled hard, but the more he struggled, the faster he sank, and he wanted to jump out of the sand pit, but his feet seemed to have roots, and he was so dead that he pulled his whole body down.

"Help, can anyone help me?"

He Lang shouted, although he knew that there could be no one nearby, but when life and death were at stake, he shouted loudly, almost screaming for help like he wanted to burst his throat.

Suddenly, a dull yellow rope reached out in front of him, and he grabbed the head of the rope like a life-saving straw.

Finally, after being pulled by an external force, he was pulled out of the quicksand pit at once.

There was also a man-eating demon vine under his feet, and it turned out that it was this demon Teng who pulled his feet, and he almost died in this sand pit.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the figure of an acquaintance, but it disappeared again in a flash.

"Xiao Jin, is it you, what are you running, I'm He Lang, don't run back. ”

He Lang thought that Xiao Jin thought he was Zhang Mo, so he turned around and ran, but no matter how he shouted, the other party didn't come back.

He had no choice but to pick up the rope on the ground, and when he saw it, it was a strange nine-section whip, and he didn't know what material it was made of, and after picking it up, it was wrapped around his waist.

He Lang couldn't stop complaining: "Xiaojin, you little rabbit cub, you ran away when you saw me." ”

He always felt as if someone was following him, a bit like Xiao Jin, so he said loudly again: "You dead boy, don't you listen to your brother, let you come out, what are you hiding? If you don't come out, you won't be allowed to touch my money in the future!"

He Lang shouted for a long time, and he didn't see Xiao Jin show up, but he was sure that Xiao Jin was following him.

He chattered for a long time as he walked, saying that he was not Zhang Mo, it was He Lang, he just changed his face, and asked Xiao Jin to show up quickly, he would not blame the other party for not coming out before, but Xiao Jin never showed up.

He Lang finally came up with a solution, at noon, he walked to the sand slope, looked into the distance, there was still an endless sea of sand, he shook twice on the top of the sand slope, and then the head was planted, and then the people rolled down the sand slope.

"Brother, how are you?" Xiao Jin immediately appeared and rushed to He Lang's side and helped him up.

Although this was an accident designed by He Lang himself, he was still thrown lightly, and his foot was twisted during the rolling.

After Xiao Jin's rescue, He Lang woke up leisurely, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he said: "Xiao Jin, what are you hiding from me, I am He Lang, not Zhang Mo, I just changed his face, how many times do you have to say it to believe it!"

He Lang couldn't stop complaining about Xiao Jin, the little rabbit cub, the dead child, a tendon, anyway, everything he could think of was in his mind, he was very angry, and thought, you have to wait for me to fall into a cripple before you show up!

"Xiaojin, why are you so unbehaved, how long have I been shouting, why don't you keep quiet?"

Xiao Jin didn't say a word from beginning to end.

He Lang also had nothing to do with him.

The two of them walked in the endless desert with each other's arms.

Xiao Jin had already discovered after observation that the smug He Lang had returned, and he concluded that this He Lang was definitely not the same person as the one he left now, but what was the relationship between the two of them? Why did they both appear in this body?

Xiao Jin didn't want to deceive the other party before, so he ran away suddenly, but he didn't go too far, but secretly watched within the range where he could observe the other party, as long as his brother left here, he was also ready to leave by himself.

But later he found that after his brother came out of the sand, he looked unrelenting, especially after seeing his face, he was stunned in place, and there was no movement for a long time.

So he walked not far from the other party and secretly observed, and soon found that his brother had become an ordinary person who didn't know anything again, and he couldn't do flying at all, so he could only trek in the desert step by step.

But he still didn't dare to show up immediately, he still followed the other party incognito, until He Lang fell into the quicksand pit, he showed up and pulled the other party up with the nine-section whip, and then the person disappeared in a flash.

In the end, seeing He Lang walking and scolding himself for being ignorant, if he didn't come out, he was hesitant, as if he was angry with the other party, he just didn't want to show up.

In the end, I saw that He Lang deliberately threw himself down the sand slope, so he couldn't show up.

Along the way, Xiao Jin was counted by He Lang.

"Master, shall I call you brother?" asked Xiao Jin cautiously.

"Of course you can, although I said you for a long time just now, but my brother is still your brother, just be obedient in the future, don't be so willful. ”

Little Kim nodded as he walked.

"Brother, you just said that you don't remember anything when you wake up?

So He Lang told Xiao Jin about his previous experience, and finally puzzled: "I was obviously beaten to death by Zhang Mo at that time, and I was sure that I was out of breath, why did I change his body, and how did I appear in the desert?"

"Brother, you woke up before, you won't have no impression at all, right?"

He Lang was surprised and even more puzzled.

So Xiao Jin roughly talked about He Lang's previous affairs, but cut out all the things that left him and the other party behind.

"You're saying I can not only fly, but also pierce walls?"

He Lang reached out and touched Xiao Jin's head and said, "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Xiao Jin saw that the other party didn't believe it at all, so he didn't explain, and lowered his head and silently hugged He Lang forward.

He thought that as long as he saw Lan Yun and the others, the natural truth would be revealed.

Xiao Jin could have left by himself first, and then asked his father to help, but he didn't want to see his father, so he had been walking hard with He Lang in the desert, although it was tired and hot, but He Lang was beside him, and he didn't feel hard at all.

Unexpectedly, the two of them left for three days, and in these three days, they didn't meet anyone, and there was nothing else around except yellow sand.

Finally, three days later, they came across a caravan.

The leader of the caravan stopped when he saw a man and a woman waving their arms at them in the distance and shouting, and in a few moments the two men came to their line.

The team leader saw that one of the two was handsome and the other was beautiful and lovely, so he chatted with the two very enthusiastically.

Later, I learned that the two were separated from the team in the desert, and they were left alone.

So the team leader took He Lang and Xiao Jin on the road together.

After nearly five days of trekking in the desert, He Lang could finally rest his tired body, and he and Xiao Jin rode on a camel and walked forward.

"Xiaojin, do you still have any money on you, I don't have any money at all, we can't ride Uncle Bai's camel for nothing, why do you have to give people some travel expenses." ”

The leader of the camel team is surnamed Bai Minghao, in his fifties, he is very righteous, seeing that He Lang and Xiao Jin are helpless in the desert, he took the two of them forward, and also let the camel he rode out, and he rode the same camel with his son.

"Brother, I don't have any money on me, but I see that you have a jade pendant around your waist, which should be worth a few dollars, and you can give it to Uncle Bai. ”

He Lang was right when he thought about it, this jade pendant was given by the seller when purchasing goods at that time, and it was worth a few dollars, so he took off the pendant from his waist and held it in his hand to prepare to give it to Bai Hao for a while.

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