"What? you said you Purple Moon Clan ......"

Ouyang Shu's face twitched painfully, and his eyes lost his mind for a while, but he immediately adjusted his mood and looked at Luo Ya blankly, with a thick sadness in his eyes, and after a pause, he continued:

"You're saying that the Purple Moon Clan, which ruled one-third of the Infinite Quicksand, was also slaughtered?"

"Yes, who are you?" Ouyang Shu's expression made Luo Ya a little more alert.

"My name is Ouyang Shu, I am the prince of the Liufang clan, our Liufang clan was also slaughtered by hundreds of thousands of bloodthirsty flying heavens, my father King Liufang was killed in battle, and he summoned the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons to send me here before he died. ”

"Ah?......h

Luoya's horror is indescribable.

The Liufang clan, which is equivalent to the power of the Purple Moon Clan, has inherited the seven-colored flames in the tribe for generations, and it is said that as long as they cultivate to the Eight Desolation Realm, they can destroy the heavens and the earth, and the famous Liufang King and the Purple Moon King fought together, dividing the entire large area in the south of Wuji Quicksand.

The two tribes were far apart, but the King of Liufang and the King of the Purple Moon admired each other, and the expansion of their rule to this barren land where ghost babies were gathered stopped, and the two tribes used this as a dividing line and coexisted peacefully for more than a hundred and seventy years. But now, the two kings of the wind and clouds who were in the infinite quicksand back then, their children have fallen into a situation where they are now in despair and fleeing.

"How could it be ?......?"

Tears flowed down her cheeks again, and Luo Ya felt that the pain of the destruction of her home overnight was also tormenting the seemingly calm and resolute teenager in front of her.

"Originally, my father wanted me to go through the area of the ghost baby and go to your Purple Moon City, and he asked me to show this flowing fire to the Purple Moon King. Ouyang Shu said and raised the giant sword in his hand, then put it on the ground and lowered his head:

"But I didn't expect ......"

Luo Ya's heart trembled, and she looked at the dark and dull long sword that Ouyang Shu put on the ground, and for some reason handed over the purple moon long knife in her hand, and placed it side by side with the flowing fire, when the two swords were placed side by side, suddenly there seemed to be a faint sound of dragon groaning from the two weapons, shaking violently, as if they were old friends who had not met for many years.

Ouyang Shu and Luo Ya were extremely surprised and observed for a long time, but after a while, the two weapons did not move. Ouyang Shu looked at the two divine weapons lying on the ground, his heart was full of sadness, these two divine soldiers who had accompanied their masters in the past to fight in all directions, and were now ......

"I'm glad I met you, otherwise my sister and I wouldn't have survived. ”

Luo Ya thought that last night, Ouyang Shu alone blocked most of the bloodthirsty flying attacks, and killed the Ghost Baby King, and felt a burst of gratitude in her heart.

"I walked around here for most of the night, and then suddenly fell into the bloodthirsty flying encirclement, I thought that there was no hope of survival, but I never thought that I was in the conflict with you to help me out of the siege. ”

Ouyang Shu said and remembered a scene from last night: a thin girl in purple robe and armor held a long knife in her hand, like a meteor, flew into the bloodthirsty sky, and said, "I'll help you", smiled, revealing snow-white teeth, and curly long purple-red hair fluttered lightly in the wind, as if she was a goddess from heaven.

Luo Ya wanted to say something more, but she felt a little tired, and at this time, a strong energy collided in her body, and little by little it turned into internal force, replenishing the lost physical strength, she couldn't help but secretly wonder, and looked at Ouyang Shu in confusion:

"Can you heal? Did you give me the internal force?"

"No, I just gave you the golden demon pill of the three-headed ghost baby king. The golden demon pill is rare in a hundred years, which not only helps to recover and heal, but also greatly improves the combat effectiveness, and the energy of the golden demon pill can never disappear in the body. Your body is weak, and you have said so many words just now, and your physical strength is insufficient, so the energy of the demon pill automatically runs out to replenish your body. ”

Ouyang Shu said lightly. But Luo Ya listened to it in almost disbelief, and muttered:

"You...... You gave me such a precious demon pill to eat?"

"Because that's what you need. ”

Ouyang Shu looked at the cute and delicate face in front of him, and he couldn't help but think of the fearless courage she burst out in the face of the Ghost Baby King last night, the feeling of sudden emotion in his heart, when he saw the weakness she showed in front of the Ghost Baby King, he actually impulsively wanted to protect her all the time and never let her be hurt in any way.

"Why don't you stay by yourself? After all, for cultivators, the Golden Demon Pill is something that can be encountered but not sought. ”

Ouyang Shu couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and still said indifferently:

"The future King of Liufang, how can he give up his life for the sake of a mere demon pill?"

There was a terrifying arrogance in the words, a kind of arrogance that could not be disguised and could not be learned, but was inherent in his noble status.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's okay, you're weak, take a little more rest. ”

After speaking, Ouyang Shu picked up the flute again, and then a melancholy flute sound sprinkled slowly. With the melody of the flute, Luo Ya saw that the yellow sand outside the cave was connected, and then twisted into a strand, and then jumped and danced silently, she wanted to ask Ouyang Shu, why the flute could make the sand dance, but after a night of fighting, another wave of extreme exhaustion hit, she fell asleep again in Ouyang Shu's flute, feeling so steady.

When it was almost evening, Luo Ya and Luo Lonely woke up at the same time, and at this time, a burst of fragrance also came to their noses, it turned out that Ouyang Shu had hunted a golden-scaled python while they were asleep. The attack of the golden-scaled python was not weak, but Ouyang Shu's mana flame was just right to restrain the snakes, so this golden-scaled python was burned to the ground under Ouyang Shu's colorful flames, and finally became the food of the three of them.

After tasting a bite of snake meat, the ghost baby felt that it was not as delicious as the leopard meat in the bag, so he opened the bag and sat aside to enjoy it, and after a while, he ate half a bag of leopard meat, and then turned around and put the leftover snake meat of the three people into it.

Luo Lonely is the same age as Ouyang Shu, plus he has a calm personality and is thoughtful, so he is not as close to Ouyang Shu as Luo Ya.

In Ouyang Shu's opinion, the elegant and delicate lonely demeanor is so noble and gentle, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world and is untouchable, although it is more than beautiful, it is not as refreshing and lovely as Luoya, and the ability to be lonely is actually one of the few ice sea gods on the Wuji quicksand to inherit and treat the protection, inherited from the next generation of ice sea gods who were once famous in the ice sea god Lan Xin, and there was a little respect in his heart, and he also treated her as a sister like Luoya in his heart.