Before he died, Xiao Si suddenly thought of a question.

Why didn't they scatter and flee?

But in an instant, he extinguished the idea.

Because the difference in strength is too big...

In front of Song Be, they were like ants, they could be killed at will.

In the face of giants, how fast can the ants run even if they are scattered?

How far can they run in this endless, flat and wide desert?

Sometimes, in the face of absolute strength, all struggles are a joke.

They can only wait for death, only for death.

And their life and death are all in Liu Bi's heart.

The horse did not stop and gradually drifted away.

For those goods and wealth, Liu Bixin and Song Bei didn't even look at it.

Once martial arts reach the point where they are, wealth and power are already within reach.

Therefore, they take life and death very lightly.

Liu Bixin rarely kills, and so far, she has killed only a handful of people.

Like those sand thieves, if it were before today, she wouldn't have paid any attention, let alone kill them.

But now, she's in a bad mood.

Because Wanwan...

The wind ruffled her hair, and Liu Bixin suddenly realized that something was wrong, and there was something wrong with Wanwan in her arms.

Looking down, she looked at Wanwan.

Still no breathing, no heartbeat, but the skin is still white and tender, and it can be broken by blowing, as if it can pinch out water.

Isn't there a death?

Liu Bixin was stunned, her mood suddenly improved inexplicably, and the corners of her seductive lips rarely brought a smile.

In the sun, she smiled beautifully.

She didn't know that just when she sensed that something was wrong, a drop of golden blood had emerged from Wanwan's eyebrows, turning into an undetectable golden light and disappearing into the distance.

The horse slowed down, Song Bei seemed to notice something, and after his eyes swept over a sand dune, he looked at Liu Bixin.

He wanted to ask Liu Bixin if he would kill the hidden fish that slipped through the net, but he saw Liu Bixin smiling.

This was the first time he had seen Liu Bixin smile.

It's really beautiful.

The jade hand helped Wanwan smooth her hair, and Liu Bixin said indifferently: "Let's go." ”

Of course, she was aware of the hidden man.

But she's in a good mood right now, so she doesn't want to kill.

Song Bei paused and said, "You smile beautifully." ”

Liu Bixin was slightly stunned and said, "Did I laugh?" ”

Song Bei nodded.

After a long time, Liu Bixin said: "She didn't die. ”

Song Betong was surprised.

Fu Qingyi suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly: "Really? ”

This sudden awakening and sudden opening of your mouth can sometimes be really scary.

I don't know when, Song Be's knife has been pulled out.

He was so frightened just now that he almost pulled out his knife and killed Fu Qingyi, but fortunately, his reaction was very fast...

At the same time, Liu Bixin was also stunned.

Slowly retracting the long knife, Song Bei sighed: "I suddenly feel that you are still dead." ”

Fu Qingyi ignored it, staring at Liu Bixin with a dead gaze.

Helpless, Liu Bixin tapped his head and said, "The heartbeat is very slow, for a long time." ”

The implication is that Wanwan is indeed not dead, but is in a state of suspended animation.

Fu Qingyi was like a dream, and muttered, "Wan'er is not dead..."

Suddenly, he struggled to get up.

Seeing this, Liu Bixin and Song Bei could only restrain the horse.

After getting off the horse, Fu Qingyi slowly came to Liu Bixin's horse and held Wanwan's wrist.

In this regard, Song Bei has nothing to say.

He suddenly wondered if Wanwan didn't die, if Fu Qingyi would never die.

Because Wanwan is Fu Qingyi's obsession, as long as this obsession does not disappear, Fu Qingyi will not die.

Apparently, the facts have confirmed his suspicions.

Obviously, Fu Qingyi was still dying one moment ago, but after hearing that Wanwan was not dead the next moment, he suddenly became vigorous.

It's changed too much...

Coming back to his senses, Song Bei looked at Fu Qingyi with a strange expression.

At this time, Fu Qingyi was smirking, and the momentum on his body returned quickly and condensed.

Silently, the wind and clouds surged, and the yellow sand flowed.

Song Bei didn't know how Liu Bixin would feel, he only knew that his current mood was very complicated, an indescribable complexity.

Because the knife intent in Fu Qingyi's body has begun to recondense, perhaps it should be said that he has been reborn...

There was no doubt that Fu Qingyi's knife had broken through and broken through to another realm, a realm that he couldn't reach.

This kind of realm is the realm he has been pursuing for a long time, and he is only one step away.

This step is like a world of difference.

Now, Fu Qingyi is one step faster than him.

So, he had really mixed feelings.

If it were someone else, he might interrupt Fu Qingyi at this moment.

But he is Song Be.

Heavenly Sword Song Be.

He was never afraid of any challenge.

On the contrary, he is always looking forward to a challenge.

Fu Qingyi's rebirth continues, and the changes continue.

At this moment, countless people in the desert saw the abnormal changes in the sky and felt a heavy and extremely oppressive aura.

Some people are curious, some people look solemn, flying pigeons pass the book...

At the Dragon Gate Inn, a fat cook who was cooking put down the kitchen knife in his hand, his eyes fell on the surging wind and clouds in the sky, and murmured: "The wind and clouds change, the dragon gate opens, the sky is open, and the void is coming..."

In the palace, an old man who was disrespectful to the old and shameless, and was grabbing the little prince's sugar gourd, seemed to be aware of it, pinched his fingers, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's finally here..."

Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, Chunyang, Changge, Qixiu, Tangmen...

In the dark, there seems to be something changing in the whole world...

Desert.

I don't know how long it took, but after hearing a thunderstorm in the clear sky, the wind and clouds cleared, and calm was restored to the place again.

Fu Qingyi didn't know when he ended smirking, and closed his eyes and realized.

Song Bei looked at the sky, a little surprised, and said, "It's done?" ”

If that's it, it's too simple.

Fu Qingyi opened his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Almost." ”

This will take some time.

He had already stepped in with one foot, so sooner or later the other foot would step in as well.

Song Bei thought for a while and said, "Fight." ”

Fu Qingyi said: "Okay." ”

When the words fell, Fu Qingyi's eyes closed, and his body suddenly softened in the yellow sand.

Seeing this, Song Bei casually grabbed Fu Qingyi on horseback, and began to look forward to the battle in his heart.

Liu Bixin suddenly said: "You are slow." ”

Song Bei smiled, glanced at Wanwan, and said, "You're slow too." ”

In silence, the horse faded away.

After a long time, behind the dunes, a head was carefully exposed.

The second master breathed a sigh of relief, and took his palm from the lips of the woman in his arms.

After catching up, he realized that the runaway was a woman, a very beautiful woman.

Although the woman's face was deliberately smeared with a lot of blood and sand, it was still difficult to hide the woman's beauty.

There are no angry voices, no struggles, no acts of resistance.

With an accident, the second master looked at the woman in his arms.

I saw that the woman's eyes were closed and she was motionless.

Is it dead?

The second master hurriedly probed the tip of the woman's nose and wrist, and then relieved himself.

There was breathing, there was a heartbeat, there was no death, but for some reason he passed out.

His men are dead, and he is destined to be unable to take the goods with him.

So, this woman can't die.

Because this woman is more valuable and important than those goods.

He didn't know the woman, he hadn't seen her, but it didn't matter.

As long as this woman is beautiful enough to meet that person's requirements, then he can still exchange a lot of those things, even more than the goods of the caravan...

And he believed that for this woman, that person would be interested.

Because this woman is really beautiful, a unique beauty.

Unbeknownst to him, when he was hiding behind the sand dunes with the woman, a drop of golden liquid had silently sunk into the woman's eyebrows.

There is no doubt that the golden liquid is Xinghuan. [.]