Jingjing? ”

The first thing Tang Mo did when he got up was to look for Jingjing everywhere.

She and Jingjing had fallen from an area of quicksand, so they should be nearby.

It's quite empty here, except for the sand pile under Tang Mo at this time, the rest of the place can be seen at a glance.

After glancing around, Tang Mo returned to the sand pile that was towering and compacted, and sure enough, he quickly found a small pit that had been smashed out on it.

She slapped away the sand covering Jingjing's body with a few clicks, and then carried Jingjing, who had passed out, out of the pit.

Holding Jingjing in one hand, she slapped her back hard with the other, and soon Jingjing opened her eyes and began to cough.

After Jingjing coughed up the sand in her mouth and nose, Tang Mo fed it some more water, and only then did it ease slightly.

"Woo......"

This time it scared Jingjing miserably, it was born not long ago, where had I seen such a scene, tearfully hugging Tang Mo's thigh and not letting go.

Tang Mo simply put her in the backpack again, and only a small head was exposed on his back.

All the architectural decorations here are made of gravel, and if there is still a group of people with such unity and collective power in the desert of City B, it is undoubtedly the legendary Sand Town.

"What kind of strength and wisdom can build such a palace?"

Tang Mo looked up at it and began to think, the place where she was located was about 100 square meters, and the top height was at least more than ten meters.

She looked at the top of her head very closely, and she didn't see any holes in it that she might have fallen from, so it was even more nonsense to climb out of it.

She stroked the fresco, which was of great Renaissance art, and found that the sand was sprayed with some transparent protective film to protect the fresco.

If Lin Yu is really from Shazhen......

Tang Mo remembered what he heard about the story of Lin Yu using the strength of the whole village to exchange ten intermediate spars for the desert flower, no matter how he thought about it, it seemed impossible, like a joke.

Originally, Tang Mo just wanted to set a random destination for himself, so he followed the flower all the way here.

But in fact, since the end of the Tang Dynasty harvested the flower of spiritual power in Taoyuan Village, she had no desire for these desert flowers at all.

The Desert Flower is really of little use to her right now.

Although the value is high, the end of the Tang Dynasty does not really need the power enhanced by such external forces.

She has actually experienced a lot of battles along the way, and she has also felt the need for attribute values in her body.

Both the Alien Treasure and the Crystal Nucleus have a fatal attraction to her current body.

The body that had been oversaturated became empty again, even more empty than before.

But even though Tang Mo has now fallen to 28th on the ranking, he still wants to hold on and doesn't want to compromise with external forces.

She knew too well how much of the strength of those in front of her was the accumulation of crystal nuclei and exotic treasures.

What kind of physical fitness they are like now, and how much they can use those attribute values are all unknown.

The flower of the desert......

Tang Mo always felt that it was not so simple.

If a treasure with 100 attribute values can radiate to several villages and make Lisa and the others rush to hear the news, then the flower of spiritual power that is even more powerful than it should not affect only one village in Taoyuan Village.

So, what's wrong with that flower, or is there some other secret here?

All these things made Tang Mo more curious about this place.

But it is clear that the priority is not these, but how to escape from the current predicament.

The end of the Tang Dynasty had already walked around this place several times, and there was nothing except this rectangular pile of sand that was pressed very solidly by more than a dozen square meters.

Directly facing the pile of sand are two huge doors carved with quaint patterns, the only ones here that are not made of sand.

Tang Mo tried to push down the door, and then quickly gave up the idea of going out from here.

That door is far from being able to be pushed by oneself, and even if you add all your mental power to your arm, it's useless.

This is not an ordinary lock at all, as if some kind of prohibition has been added.

That's strange, there is obviously nothing in this huge room, what are they trying to lock up with so much effort?

Tang Mo now has too many questions in his mind, but none of them can be thought of clearly.

He simply dragged his sleeping bag out again and put it in a hidden corner.

Then he sat on his sleeping bag and took out what he had eaten and drank, and began to recharge himself.

It's not that she's not in a hurry, but in the absence of any means, maintaining physical strength and a clear head is obviously the most important thing.

Negative emotions will not bring any help, but will only slowly drag down your psychological defenses.

There is still a lot of food in the space at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and even if you are trapped here for a few years, you can live well.

To survive in the last days, people fight for a state of mind.

Tang Mo and Jingjing nibbled on the roast duck in front of them, thinking silently.

Well, the roast duck is so delicious.

After eating and drinking enough, it is time to rest, and sleeping in this strange place is definitely not safe.

Tang Mo left some spiritual power outside, as long as there was any wind and grass, she would find out immediately.

These spiritual powers were also the exclusive sentinels of the late Tang Dynasty.

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When Tang Mo opened his eyes again, it was already evening when he looked at his watch.

The palace is so airtight that there is not even a window here, and one cannot tell the difference between day and night.

Jingjing hadn't woken up yet, and Tang Mo hadn't called it yet, this little guy was frightened today.

Tang Mo got up and began to practice the first words he had just understood in the open space, and his spiritual power condensed into an entity attack.

She could now condense six daggers with great ease, and her speed and explosiveness were much more than before.

Tang Mo was very satisfied with the empty space and no one disturbed it, and she now had plenty of time to study these paintings.

Even if the door was open now, she didn't really want to leave, and wanted to go after she had seen all three paintings.

Like Taoyuan Village at that time, Tang Mo could feel incomparably abundant spiritual power in this huge secret room, much more abundant than the spiritual power in Taoyuan Village before.

As long as Tang Mo calms down and makes good use of this place as a place of retreat.

Then she is really a blessing in disguise, and the longer she sleeps, the more benefits she can get from it.

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