With the singing, Qingqing and Jiaojiao followed the two strong men in front of them to a leeward sand dune, and on the back of the sand dune there was a simple small house made of stones and branches, and at the door of the house stood a woman in red with a graceful figure.

The woman couldn't see her face clearly with her back to them, she was still singing, and not far from her lay Xia Weijian, Shangguan Yu, Zhang Xiang and Da Chuan.

Qingqing's brain was a little clearer when she saw them, she pushed Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao was still immersed in the song, Qingqing raised her vigilance and slowly approached the woman, suddenly the woman turned her head to see Qingqing, Qingqing saw her face clearly and fell to the ground in fright.

Looking at the woman from behind, she would think that she would be a beauty who captivates the country and the city, but the moment she turned around, Qingqing saw her face clearly, and she almost suffocated when she wanted to see it like a nightmare.

Her face should have been very beautiful, the contour was very good, and the nose was also very straight, but the fair skin was covered with cuts made by a scimitar, the width of the scar was as wide as the surface of the hand, and the color of the scar was pink, and it should not have been healing for a long time.

Her eyes were gone, only two hollow eye sockets on her scarred face, and her hair swept across her face in the wind, as if to sweep away the ugly scars.

"Have you ever seen Molang?" The woman's voice was like a heavenly sound, beautiful and charming.

Qingqing heard clearly that she was speaking in the Central Plains, and she let out a long breath: "Sister, why are you here alone?" ”

"I was waiting for my Mo Lang, and he said he would come back to pick me up soon, but I waited a long time and he didn't come back." The woman in red said sadly and bowed her head.

"Sister, what's going on with your face and eyes? Does he know about your Molang? Qingqing looked at her a little distressed.

The woman in red stretched out a somewhat rough hand and stroked her face and smiled faintly: "I made this myself, Mo Lang once said that he loves me the same no matter what I become, so in order to verify his oath, I made myself like this." ”

Hearing the woman's answer, Qingqing only felt as if her skin had been touched by something disgusting, and her hairs stood up.

How can such a perverted person abuse himself to verify someone else's oath? Is this stupid or stupid or lacking in heart? Don't doubt my choice of words, these words have different meanings here.

"Sister, what song did you just sing? It's very good, we all can't help but follow the song. Qingqing deliberately diverted the topic.

"This is Mo Lang's favorite song: I live up to my reputation." A sweet smile appeared on the corner of the woman in red's mouth, but it was a strange feeling to see a smile on her scarred face.

"Sister, don't wait. Come with us, it's not safe for you to be alone in the long sand, and your Mo Lang shouldn't come back. Qingqing felt a little sympathy for this unfortunate woman, asked what the world was like, and only taught the beauty to become an idiot.

"Shut up! It's impossible for Mo Lang not to want me, he said that he loves me the most and likes to listen to me sing the most, you don't want to separate our feelings! The woman in red suddenly became angry as she spoke, and as soon as she waved her hand, she saw that the long yellow sand was flooding towards Qingqing.

Caught off guard, Qingqing stared at the yellow sand that was getting closer and closer, she didn't expect this woman to be so powerful, and after she could dodge it, she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"You say, is it that those vixens outside have seduced my Mo Lang and can't come back to me?"

As soon as Qingqing stood firm, the woman held the dagger in her hand and arrived in front of Qingqing, the sharp blade of the dagger was aimed at Qingqing's neck, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move. Jiaojiao also came to her senses at this time, and when she saw this situation, she wanted to come over to help.