CHAPTER XX

Lin Xuan woke up in his bed and looked at Fang Liang with wide eyes: Shouldn't I have slept with Xiao Yao yesterday?

Could it be that Xiao Yao threw himself over? Does Xiao Yao hate her brother anymore?

"Xiao Yao!" Lin Xuan jumped up from the bed and ran out of the door before he had time to tidy up his clothes.

Lin Yao, who was chatting with Qin Han in the front hall, was startled, and turned around to see Lin Xuan panting against the doorpost in the front hall.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

"Woo woo, Xiao Yao, do you hate your brother anymore?" Lin Xuan hugged Lin Yao.

"I didn't...... That one...... Brother, there are outsiders here. Lin Yao was a little strange, why did his brother suddenly ask like this.

Lin Xuan raised his head: "Outsiders? ”

I saw Qin Han sitting on a rattan chair, drinking tea.

Qin Han nodded at Lin Xuan: "Young Master Lin is early." ”

The memory of last night suddenly flooded into Lin Xuan's mind, yes, I was drinking with Brother Qin last night.

"That, Brother Qin, after I got drunk last night, I shouldn't have done anything harmful, right?" Lin Xuan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, he couldn't remember anything after he got drunk.

Lin Gongzi didn't say anything, just fell asleep on the table. Qin Han was a little hesitant, should he tell him about running the train with his mouth full of drunk?

When the lid of the cup is closed, the collision between the ceramics makes a subtle and crisp sound.

Qin Han raised the corners of his mouth, forget it.

The sky was still clear, but suddenly dark clouds gathered, and bean-like raindrops crackled on the ground, splashing ripples of layers of sand.

"Ugh." Lin Xuan looked at the water curtain hanging from the eaves and sighed helplessly, "This is the first time this month." ”

"What did Sect Master Lin say?" Hua Wufor's voice came from outside the house, and in a flash, a white dress broke into everyone's sight, he shook the folding fan, stepped over the threshold, and walked to Qin Han's side. Qin Han got up, held his sword, stood aside, and motioned for Hua Wufu to sit down.

Hua Wuliang nodded at him slightly to express his gratitude.

"For some reason, in recent months, the northwest region has been pouring heavy rain from time to time, although we often look forward to rain, but this continuous rain is really strange, this is not a phenomenon in the northwest." Lin Xuan's brows were furrowed, and he didn't seem to understand why there was such a strange phenomenon.

"I wonder if Sect Master Lin knows about the ancient city of Loulan?"

"Loulan? Is it the ancient city in the middle of the desert? Every time it rains, the clouds seem to drift from that place. Lin Xuan's eyes glanced up, trying to recall all the memories about this place, but he really knew very little about Loulan.

Loulan's words...... I might be able to take you there. Lin Yao, who was on the side, opened his mouth gently.

"Yao?" Lin Xuan looked at his younger brother with some surprise.

"Brother, do you remember a time before, that is, the time when I didn't come home for several days." Lin Yao looked at Lin Xuan.

"Are you embarrassed? That one almost killed me, you know? Lin Xuan curled his index finger and gently tapped it towards Lin Yao's forehead.

"It was the first time I went into the city by myself, but for some reason, after leaving the city, the yellow sand rolled up in the sky, hitting my face, making me a little unable to see the way, and as a result, I lost my way, and by the time I reacted, I was already standing in the desert."

After a storm, Lin Yao stood on the sand dunes, looking at the endless sea of yellow sand around him, a little dazed, why did he come to such a place, although the back of the house is not far from the junction of the Gobi Desert and the desert, but now there is still the shadow of the house in this place.

Lin Yao was at a loss, what should he do now, but soon Lin Yao began to wander aimlessly across the desert, maybe he would find his way out? Lin Yao comforted himself like this.

The sun moved above his head, and thin beads of sweat had oozed from his forehead, and there was no water or food on his body, but the sun was shining, and Lin Yao, who couldn't find a shelter place, gradually felt that his consciousness was a little detached from himself, and the soles of his feet were a little fluttering.

Before he fell, he vaguely saw what appeared to be the ghost of a city in front of him.

It was dark in front of him, and he fell heavily in front of a man in black.