The desert is as quiet as ever, except for the wind and sand, there is a dead silence, and the spirits of the wind and sand fly freely.

Zhao Shanhe groped out of the bamboo pavilion, dusted off his robe, looked up at the steep stone wall, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and sank into the dantian. After a short breath of time, Zhao Shanhe's figure disappeared abruptly, and when he reappeared, he was already on the stone wall by the lake. He found a gentle place to sit cross-legged, and made a strange gesture with both hands, if Lu He was looking up at the lake at this time, he could see a strange scene, with Zhao Shanhe as the center, the surrounding space was like flowing water, and a pure white breath flowed towards Zhao Shanhe's body, the wide sleeved robe swelled up, and Zhao Shanhe's face was as plain as water.

Lu He yawned and walked out of the bamboo pavilion, rubbed his eyes, and his scattered hair was draped behind him.

"Master~~~ Master?"

She screamed loudly twice, and seeing that Zhao Shanhe didn't respond to her, she walked to the lake and washed her face with water. was washing, and suddenly looked up at Zhao Shanhe's direction. Although Lu He experienced crossing and summoning fire, she still couldn't control her jaw, looking at the vision on Zhao Shanhe's body and opening her mouth wide, the water on her face flowed silently, and through the water, she seemed to be able to see the little stars flashing in Lu He's eyes.

Lu He rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face, and shouted loudly at Zhao Shanhe: "Master!!!!"

Zhao Shanhe was suddenly shouted by Lu He and almost didn't break his work, and his rock-solid body in the face of the murderous monster also shook. Zhao Shanhe hurriedly took a few deep breaths, so as to stabilize his mood, otherwise he might slap this scoundrel to death directly. Slowly opened his eyes, returned to his usual calm appearance, stood up, and stepped out and came to Lu He's side in an instant.

Lu He was looking at his master with little stars in his eyes, and he was so frightened by Zhao Shanhe that he slapped him directly on the back. Zhao Shanhe, who wanted to show his strength, staggered a few steps forward.

Peaceful, absolutely quiet.

Lu He withdrew his hand close to his side, bowing his head and not daring to speak. Zhao Shanhe is face is incredible, thinking that his profound skills actually made the little girl slap out two or three steps, judging from the feeling from the back, there is still a residual momentum of fire spiritual power, heh, seeing that the meridians in her body have not been opened, and the dantian has not been opened, the fire spiritual power in her body is actually vigorous to such a point?

Lu He raised his head cautiously, looked at it carefully with a pair of beautiful eyes, and saw that Zhao Shanhe was still motionless in that posture, so he had to stretch out his finger and poke Zhao Shanhe's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Master???Master~~~~Father~~~~" At this time, Zhao Shanhe was still thinking about whether to go back and do the apprenticeship ceremony immediately, so as not to regret this little girl in the future, so he didn't pay attention to Lu He's movements. Lu He poked it twice, seeing that the dead old man still didn't move, anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of the gall, and he slapped Zhao Shanhe on the shoulder again, and shouted angrily: "Dead old man..."

Zhao Shanhe suddenly felt his protective body qi erupt, and then he came back to his senses, and looked at Lu He, who was flying out, and hurriedly waved his palm as a claw with one hand, and conjured up a palm phantom to grab Lu He.

Lu He, who landed smoothly, deeply understood that his master was definitely a big man. After standing firmly, Lu He trotted in front of Zhao Shanhe, bowed and said, "Master, the apprentice is wrong!"

Zhao Shanhe was not angry, but when he saw Lu He like this, he was a little thoughtful, um~~ Take this opportunity to let this girl know how to respect the teacher, who made her always call me a dead old man? I was about to make a gesture to scold Lu He, but I saw Lu He in front of him raise his head, a pair of moist eyes seemed to be dripping water, and his slightly red eyes were like a beautiful sunset in the desert, and he said as if he was about to cry: "Master, I'm hungry." Zhao Shanhe covered his forehead, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Come back with me, and eat when you arrive. Zhao Shanhe said in a low voice.

Lu He was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Ah, Master, is this already the edge of the desert?"

"No, it's not that far from the heart of the desert. “

"Then how can we go home all at once?"

"The old man has his own way. ”

"What's the solution?Master, is it the same as just now, biu~, fly back?"

Zhao Shanhe's eyebrows jumped, thinking that if I flew back directly, I would probably die of exhaustion at my own doorstep. He said, "Have you ever seen a sand sculpture?"

Lu He scolded for a while, "Sha.... Which sand sculpture is it?

Zhao Shanhe smiled softly, "Which sand sculpture can it be, this is it!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked at a black spot in the sky with a smile, and then leaned out with a palm, pinched an eagle's claw, and pulled it violently, the black spot became bigger and bigger, about four or five breaths of time, a huge wingspan of more than ten meters.... Well, the huge sand sculpture fell in front of me. Zhao Shanhe stepped forward and patted the head of the sand sculpture and said, "Take my master and apprentice for a ride, and then I will leave you behind." How?"

Lu He saw the sand sculpture nodding humanely, and the yellow-brown sharp vertical eyes were full of fear.

Zhao Shanhe put away the bamboo pavilion sleeve robe and waved it away, beckoned Lu He to come to the back of the sand sculpture and said, "Stand firm." The sand sculpture broke through the air.

Lu He couldn't open his eyes when he was blown by the wind, let alone standing, he was holding on to the carving and not letting go, and he didn't know how high this sand sculpture could fly, anyway, falling down should be no different from dying. Zhao Shanhe felt the heroism of the world for a while before he thought that his apprentice had no body protection qi, and when he looked back, he was shocked into a cold sweat and burst into a foul mouth: "What about the lying groove people?" looked down and put his mind at ease, and then the momentum climbed, and the body protection qi expanded violently and covered the entire sand sculpture, so that the sand sculpture flew faster.

Lu He found that there was no pressure from the wind around him, so he slowly opened his eyes and stood up. Looking at the master's immovable figure, there was another burst of admiration in my heart.

Lu He, who was not oppressed, was full of curiosity, and the back of the sand sculpture was spacious enough for five people to stand side by side. She simply lay on the back of the sand sculpture, revealing her head and looking at the world below. It seems that there are no high-rise buildings in this world, and looking at the dead old man's costume, it must be similar to ancient times. Well, the ancient times are good, there is no pollution, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the beautiful scenery should be countless, I have to take a good look. After watching it for a while, Lu He felt a little tired, his stomach was empty, so he simply lay on the sand sculpture and looked at the sky closer, and then fell asleep again with his head tilted.

Zhao Shanhe looked at the sleeping Lu He and sighed, how could this girl sleep so well. Could it be that you are very tired after staying in the desert for a long time?