Chapter 55: The War The Epic Begins

In the Great Wall of Desperation, there is a deserted city, and the moat of the deserted city is unique, and people call it the Sand River.

The quicksand in the sand river is fine and soft, gathering and scattering into a stream, looking at it from a distance just like a river hookah, wandering in the beautiful dusk, looking at the giant sunset of the West Mountain. Hence the name of the Sand River, as the name suggests, it is a river paved with flowing sand.

On the Sand River, a flat boat and several sails compete for the current, depicting it as a painting.

In the painting, the heart of the person is brewing a mixed taste, looking at the deserted city from the bow of the boat, watching the side of the sunken boat a flat boat, and the dead trees in front of the diseased trees become new forests. Five years of loneliness, five years of expectation, five years of silent suffering, I can't find any words to describe it, even wet eyes, I don't know whether it is sadness or joy.

The so-called one-leaf flat boat is a spiritual weapon that crosses the river Luo. In addition to the immortal sword, immortal cultivators also have a variety of spiritual weapons, which vary from person to person, and each has its own merits.

The boat lightly leaned on the bank of the Sand River, the returnees set foot on their homeland, the general shouted the return of the princess, every household closed the door and did not dare to go out, the streets were empty all at once, and in the blink of an eye it was as quiet as an empty city. The returnee stopped for a while, sighed with a smile, and slowly walked towards the center of the deserted city.

In the center of the deserted city, the pavilion of the imperial city, and the pavilion of a hundred swords, some people have thousands of thoughts and difficulties in crossing the river.

The crown prince Qingming sat lonely on the throne, looking at the sword mound that had been silent for thousands of years, and the wide open stone door, which was deserted. He frowned tightly, and said nothing, letting the cloudy wine in his cup be cold. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more resentful he became, until he finally grabbed the wine glass and smashed it on the ground.

The glass shattered, and the cloudy wine splashed everywhere, breaking the silence.

Qing Ming turned to stare at the broken glass of wine, the blood in his eyes flashed, and the blue and white porcelain pieces burst open in the cold murderous aura, turning into dust flying everywhere, like a dense fog that could not be dispersed, and the splashed turbid wine split into snowflakes, falling cold snow, and a layer of frost condensed on the sand.

"Brother Prince!"

A familiar voice that had not been heard for a long time reached his ears, making his heart flutter all at once.

"Qingran!"

Qing Ming was stunned in his heart, the expression on his face seemed to be smiling rather than laughing, as if crying instead of crying, his eyes were wet unconsciously, and he whispered in his heart.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the princess is back!" General Long Xiao said.

Qing Ming was suddenly stunned, stunned for a long time, slowly turned around, and immediately said excitedly when he saw his sister: "Qingran, it's really you, it's been five years, where have you been all these years, why haven't you been able to find you?"

"Brother Prince, long time no see. Qingran smiled and cried, cried with joy, and said that she hadn't seen her for a long time, and said like a thousand words.

Qing Ming smiled, walked up to Qing Ran excitedly, and ordered with joy: "General Long Xiao, you go down, let me and Qing Ran have a good time." ”

"Yes, the subordinates are retired!"

General Long Xiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and retired with his lieutenant General Long Hezuo.

"Qingran, tell my brother quickly, where have you been all these years, why did you leave alone?" Qing Ming smiled slightly, and couldn't wait to ask.

Thinking of this, Qingran couldn't help but feel sad, turned around and looked up to wipe away the tears, sighed, turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Prince, these are all in the past, I'll show you something." ”

"What do you want you to show me personally?" Qing Ming couldn't help but ask with great interest.

Qing Ran smiled slightly, walked to the jade table, slowly took out the bloodstained jade mask, put the jade mask lightly on the stone table, turned around and said to Qing Ming with a smile: "Brother Prince, can you recognize this jade mask?"

"Ghost Holy Envoy!" Qing Ming took a closer look, was taken aback, took a big breath, smiled and said, "It seems that not only did the monkey not be killed, but the thirteen of them also became the ghosts of the stick, this stinky monkey is really capable, I won't let go of the stinky monkey." ”

"Brother Prince, I happened to pass by that day, I fought with the monkey, maybe Brother Prince will not believe that the monkey can break my superconscious illusion. Qingran said with a serious face.

"What!" Qing Ming was shocked and said in disbelief, "Your superconscious illusion, in the spirit human race, no one can break it at all, so how can a monkey be?"

Before Qing Ming came back to his senses, Qing Ran thought about it, and suddenly, he knelt on his knees and pleaded with Qing Ming and said, "Brother Prince, Qing Ran has something to ask for, I hope Brother Prince can answer." ”

"Qingran, what are you doing here, our brother and sister, why do you have to be like this, you hurry up, just say something. Qing Ming hurriedly helped Qing Ran up, frowned tightly, and said very puzzled.

"Brother Prince, Qingran begs you, stop fighting with the monkey, we can't fight him, he can change us, he can make us stronger. Qingran said sincerely and sincerely.

Qing Ming was stunned, his heart was stunned, he was silent for a long time, shook his head slightly, and said suspiciously: "Qingran, what are you talking about?"

"Brother Prince, Qingran, please don't fight with monkeys anymore. Qing Ran choked inexplicably, held Qing Ming's hand, and pleaded bitterly.

"Did he cast any magic on you, and how did you talk to him?" Qing Ming said with a furious expression with his brows furrowed, his heart full of annoyance.

"Brother Prince, I know that the reason why you hate that monkey is nothing more than touching your scales, and it is nothing more than that Brother Prince feels that woman and the monkey are close. Qingran said pitifully.

"So I won't let him go. Qing Ming roared, panting angrily, grabbed Qing Ran's shoulders, and said resentfully: "Qing Ran, what kind of ecstasy soup did you drink, if it was an ordinary person, you wouldn't do this to him, what are you thinking?"

"I ...... I ......" Qingran suddenly said incoherently, with tears in her eyes.

Qing Ming slowly let go of Qing Ran's shoulder, gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and said angrily: "Very good, I'll go to kill the cube to find that monkey, and see what demon magic he has, which can bewitch people's hearts!"

Qing Ming spoke, and a flash of shadow passed by, like a dark red mist flying by, and the air was flooded with dark red blood. In the blink of an eye, Qing Ming had already reached the outside of the stone gate.

"Brother Prince......" Qing Ran was at a loss with tears in her eyes, choked and lost her voice, came back to her senses, and hurriedly ran after Qing Ming, shouting loudly.

At this moment, Bodhi Ancestor, Zixia and Bai Jingjing were full of worries, looking at the boundless desert in front of them, and were silent. Bai Jingjing is human body at this time, she secretly looked at the Ziqing sword in Zixia's hand, and secretly thought in her heart: I don't remember the past before, but today I look at this sword, I am very familiar, could it be that this woman is the master, could it be that this life will be another arrangement of fate, and the emptiness is not already known, so I will think about her in my heart, and call her name in my dream.

At this moment, Bodhi Ancestor suddenly felt that something was wrong, pinched his fingers, couldn't help frowning, and shouted: "It's not good, Wukong's life is in danger!"

"What!" Zixia and Bai Jingjing exclaimed.