The desert stretches for thousands of miles, and at a glance it seems to lead to the end of the sky, connecting with the sky. The turquoise colors, adjacent to the gold of the desert, create a sense of great expanse and distance.

The sky seemed to be much lower than elsewhere, and it looked oppressive. As you walk, the wind and sand keep coming, and the sky is constantly changing in blue and gray yellow.

Everywhere they went, there was no grass, desolate and dead, and there were only sand, dead wood, and the bones of animals or people that had long since turned white.

After traveling in the desert for about three days, Bai Zixiao and his party arrived at the oldest and largest ancient city of Loulan in the desert of thousands of miles in the north of the desert. It is said that this city has been in Mobei for thousands of years, and it is the same as the Xiaoyao country that has lasted for thousands of years.

Entering the ancient city of Loulan, the bustle and bustle inside are completely different from the desolation and dead silence of the surrounding desert, and can even be said to be two different scenes. The native of Loulan City, the merchant traveler passing by the desert, the homeless ronin, all kinds of people are mixed together, forming a special scenery of Loulan today.

Walking through the long and noisy streets, Bai Zixiao stopped in front of a courtyard. The buildings in Loulan City are very different from the outside because they have to take into account the invasion of wind and sand, and Hua Qingmo felt very strange when she first saw it, but she was used to looking at it. However, the courtyard in front of me is somewhat similar to the courtyards in other places, and on the tall mahogany plaque at the door, the three words in gold indicate the owner's surname.

Loufu.

It should have been informed that the door of the building was open, and there were a pair of young men and women standing at the door, the man was dressed in white, and the woman was dressed in blue.

"Come down!" After Bai Zixiao dismounted, he walked to Hua Qingmo's horse and stretched out his hand to her. With a gold silk mask on her face, Hua Qingmo looked down on Bai Zixiao's face a little bit. But faintly, she saw the corners of his lips, and the smile was still the same, bewitching and charming.

"Hmm!" Reaching out to Bai Zixiao, Hua Qingmo got off the horse. She did not use a gold silk mask to shield the wind and sand like Bai Zixiao, she used a hat made of snow jade silk, and its effect was not inferior to Bai Zixiao's gold silk mask.

The two walked hand in hand and walked towards the mansion, followed by the sixteen horsemen of Youyun and Chu Xiangbai and others, and all the horses were led by the people of the mansion, ready to be led into the stable from the side door on the side.

Walking to the door, Bai Zixiao reached out and took off his mask. He was wearing a azure moire brocade robe, with a dark cloak behind him, his body was long and jade, the wind god was bright, his face was gorgeous and elegant, and his dignity was unparalleled.

Looking at the man in white in front of the mansion, the corners of Bai Zixiao's lips were lightly raised, and his smile was gorgeous and bewitching: "I haven't seen you for many years, and you still haven't changed anything." ”

"You've changed a lot." The man in white replied with a smile, his voice was very different from Mobei's usual dead silence and loneliness, but there was a kind of elegance and tranquility of the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. He glanced at Bai Zixiao, and then turned to Hua Qingmo's warm gaze like plain water. "This is Mrs. Zun, such as the popular Empress Hua Qingmo today?"

"Desert desolate land, your message is quite reasonable." Bai Zixiao didn't admit it personally, but his words acquiesced to the question of the man in white. He looked sideways at Hua Qingmo and introduced to her: "Mo'er, he is Lou Yebai, the city lord of Loulan Ancient City, who is about the same age as me, and we were sent to Xuanyuan Tower by Wen Jing's subordinates in the same year. I haven't seen him for about twenty years since I left Xuanyuan Tower. ”

"It's twenty-two years." Lou Yebai corrected, and then he nodded at Hua Qingmo. "Madame Bai, go downstairs at night."

"Lou City Lord." Hua Qingmo looked at Lou Yebai and smiled softly. Lou Yebai's face couldn't be compared to Bai Zixiao's heavenly appearance at all, and even Yun Xie, Chu Xiangbai, etc., he couldn't compare to him. But he feels like a drop of sweet spring in the desert, comfortable and clean.

At this time, Lou Yebai turned his head to look at the woman standing beside him, and said loudly: "This is Chu Mengning, an insider. ”

"Chu Mengning?" When Bai Zixiao heard this name, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened slightly. His gaze turned to Chu Mengning, who was standing beside Lou Yebai, his dark pupils seemed to be as deep as the bottom of the sea, dark and dark, and the loneliness was far-reaching: "Mrs. Lou, this governor has a familiar person, his cousin is also called Chu Mengning, he is a person from Tianyuan, and Loulan is far away, I think you and his cousin should just have the same name, right?" ”

Hearing Bai Zixiao's words, Chu Mengning's expression was obviously stagnant, she moved, and before she could speak, Lou Yebai interrupted.

"You have come all the way here, you should be tired, take a good bath and rest, it's not too late to talk about anything tomorrow."

"Indeed, after such a long journey, the Lord of this Governor is a little tired." Bai Zixiao knew that Lou Yebai was covering up for Chu Mengning, and he was not interested in the grievances and grievances of these people, but he admired that person very much, so he asked casually.

Walking into the mansion, Lou Yebai personally took them to the courtyard where they were resting.

When I entered the room, although the furnishings inside were a little different from the outside, they looked quiet and chic. Because of the need to resist the wind and sand, the windows of the rooms here are only the size of an ordinary book, so the room looks particularly dark.

"Zi Xiao, what are we going to do in Loulan?" Hua Qingmo sat on the Luohan bed, staring at Bai Zixiao's back and asked.

At this time, Bai Zixiao turned her back to Hua Qingmo, as if she was looking at the scene outside the window. And after Hua Qingmo's voice was finished, he turned around.

Perhaps it was because the room was too dark, and the light through the windows seemed too intense. The light shone on Bai Zixiao's skin, and it was a transparent whiteness. He looked at Hua Qingmo, and the smile on the corner of his lips was evil, still the kind of bewitching to the extreme.

"You'll know in a few days, and there's no need to be in such a hurry to ask the Governor."

"Oh!" Hua Qingmo nodded, was slightly silent, and spoke again: "Zixiao, can you and Lou Yebai be friends?" ”

After finishing speaking, Hua Qingmo suddenly remembered that Bai Zixiao had said that Wen Jing was his first friend. Now that I think about it, it might just be a play for him.

"I'm not a friend, I'm just in the same situation as him, we were both raised by Wenjing since I was a child and raised according to his wishes." Bai Zixiao walked towards Hua Qingmo, and the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more demonic and weird. He sat beside Hua Qingmo, put his hand around Hua Qingmo's shoulder, and hugged her into his arms. The lips slowly attached to her hair, slowly moving down, until they landed on her ears, and then stopped: "It's just the same fate." ”

"Wen Jing's purpose in cultivating him doesn't seem to be the same as you and Chu Xuanxiao, right?" Hua Qingmo looked up, and because her face was resting on Bai Zixiao's chest, she could see only his sharp and graceful chin, and the evil smile on his bright thin lips.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, Bai Zixiao didn't answer immediately, he lowered his head and kissed Hua Qingmo's forehead, and his voice was indifferent: "The first monarch of Xiaoyao Kingdom is said to be from the ancient city of Loulan, which may be the reason why Wenjing came to protect Loulan and keep it from being eroded by wind and sand." He has been wandering outside for many years, but he always remembers his hometown, which can be regarded as a deep affection. ”

"He's from Loulan?" Hua Qingmo was a little surprised, but thinking that a person like Wen Jing would cultivate the city lord of Loulan Ancient City, it was also because this was his hometown and the place where he was born.

People all need to return, even if he and Loulan have changed in a thousand ways, this is still his hometown, something he can't leave behind after thousands of years.

At this time, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but have an idea. She wondered if Wen Jing would return here before he died, sleeping under the yellow sand here for the time being, waiting for the next time to come again.

Born in Loulan and returned to Loulan.

Seeing that Hua Qingmo was silent, Bai Zixiao didn't say anything, just gently stroked her soft and fine long hair. The flower Qingmo in her arms is as quiet as water, just like time, although it pushes the world forward, but it never interferes with the fate of the world.

Fortune is determined by heaven, and fate is determined by oneself.

At night, not long after Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao fell asleep, there was a sound of wind and sand dancing outside. The sand and stones rattled against the walls, and the sound was especially loud in the silence of the night.

Snuggled in Bai Zixiao's arms, Hua Qingmo listened to the sound of the wind and sand dancing, and suddenly couldn't sleep. Obviously, she was tired and tight after such a long journey, but listening to the sound outside, she didn't know why she couldn't feel tired at all?

"The ancient city of Loulan has always been like this, the time is fine during the day, and the wind and sand are often non-stop at night. If you can't sleep, the Dore will do things with you that will help you fall asleep faster. Bai Zixiao's lips slowly moved to Hua Qingmo's ear, and her voice was as cold as ice, but it exuded a poppy breath. His breath slowly descended, like a vine wrapped around Hua Qingmo's neck.

"In such a night, nine thousand years old still have this leisure?" Hua Qingmo felt the warm breath around her neck, which was not hot, but seemed to be able to burn her.

"There's really no such leisure." Bai Zixiao laughed, and her voice had an indescribable evil aura in Hua Qingmo's ears. His breath slowly moved away, but the hand holding Hua Qingmo became tighter and tighter. "Sleep, we'll need to stay here for a few more days, we'll have to get used to nights like this."

"Well, Mo'er knows." Hua Qingmo leaned into Bai Zixiao's arms, and her voice became softer.

Bai Zixiao was right, they still need to stay here for a few more days. So, for nights like this, she has to get used to it.

The wind and sand did not stop all night, but after Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao chatted, she slept very well.

The next day, when Hua Qingmo woke up, the wind and sand had stopped, but a thick layer of sand and gravel had accumulated in the middle of the courtyard. After breakfast, Bai Zixiao took Chu Xiangbai and the others out of the ancient city of Loulan, while Hua Qingmo stayed at Lou's house.

She talked to Lou Yebai, and then went to the Lou family's library, she wanted to find something about the ancient city of Loulan.

This time, although Bai Zixiao took her with her. But he didn't say much about what he was doing here in Loulan. Therefore, Hua Qingmo wants to understand Loulan and see if she can find any clues from it?

Loulan has been built for 1,150 years, and it can really be described as a thousand-year-old city. According to ancient records, there was originally an oasis near the Lou Belt, the grass was long, the trees were shady, and there was once a lake in the north of the ancient city of Loulan one hundred meters, named Haoyue Lake. And on the shore of the Hazy Moon Lake, it is full of blood soul flowers.