The Arda do have Dipse ancestry, but the Gypsies have ancestors in Asia, and they Arda Gypsies look more like Europeans.

She has also received a modern education in Kuanchengzi for so many years, and she has privately asked a doctor to do a DNA test on her genes. The inspection report was unexpected, and Khasira turned out to be of European Greek descent. It is for this reason that she is convinced that the Arda Gypsies are inextricably linked to Queen Amela who appeared in the desert a thousand years ago.

"What? You mean...... Are you the descendants of Queen Amira of the Arda tribe? If you are a blood relative, why do you also have cursed eye birthmarks? ”

Kashura shook her head and said, "I don't know, the reason why I want to go to find Zagrama Mountain is because I want to know about the background of our Ar-sama. ”

"Hey!" He sighed. "It seems that I am not the only one in the world who is suffering from hardship! In this way, a group of hard-working children formed a new big family. ”

"The premise is that we must establish ourselves in the Taklamakan camp! With what I know about him, he won't let you go easily! ”

"Whatever! I'm here for you! Hum! When it came to Wushuang, Ma Chengfeng looked disdainful.

"If their Dong family is in trouble, will you still remember your grandfather's affection and help them?"

"my uncle! Help! He wants to kill me quickly! And I still help him? My Ma Chengfeng didn't get cheap to that share! ”

Khasilla stopped talking, keeping her head down all the way.

Gypsies are fortune tellers. But here is the Central Plains, where the superstitious common people prefer to believe in the traditional feng shui masters, or the great immortals of the folk. The crystal balls and tarot cards in the hands of the gypsies have always been regarded as an illusion.

Before Cashura left Wushuang, she secretly gave Wushuang a hexagram. He let Wushuang hold his breath and choose a tarot card.

Musou just thought it was a game, and didn't think much about it, and casually drew one of the twenty-two tarot cards with a large turntable on it.

Khasira frowned after looking at it, this card is called "Wheel of Fortune". It means reincarnation!

"What do you mean?"

"Feng Shui turns good luck into bad luck, and bad luck turns into good luck. The Dong family has been used to smooth sailing on the rivers and lakes, and I'm afraid something big is going to happen! Khasira said lightly.

"Can't you? Dong Sanli had a lot of gods around him, and he didn't even say anything about them...... You...... You??? Are you reliable? ”

Cashura has been by Wushuang's side for several years, and she has more say than anyone else about the situation of the Dong family. There are indeed many masters in the thief door, but in today's years, the rivers and lakes are no longer the rivers and lakes of the old years. In this day and age, it's not about force, it's about brains. Some capable old thieves have already washed their hands and done serious business. Most of the people who stayed by Dong Sanli's side were capable, and most of them were also sloppy. Even if he saw something, he didn't dare to say it directly, for fear of causing death.

"You mean someone is going to turn against the water? No, there shouldn't be anyone in the Kanto region who has this strength. Ma Chengfeng said.

"I don't know where the danger comes from, your grandfather is now busy cleaning up the mess of the Black Province for Dong Sanli, and the blind man was arranged to go to East China, if something happens to Kuanchengzi, he doesn't understand that people are by his side to take care of him, I'm worried about ......"

"Huh...... Looks like you still have him in your heart! I don't dare to say anything else, the personal grudge between me and Wushuang will be put aside for the time being. As long as my grandfather is in the Dong family for a day, if he encounters difficulties, I will definitely not stand idly by if I can help. Satisfied, right? ”

Don't look at Khashula's coquettish appearance, but I didn't expect her to be so infatuated with Wushuang, a negative man. Such a woman can't be found with a lantern, and losing Khasira is the biggest failure of the young master Wushuang in his life! The loyalty of the Gypsies is far more reliable than that of the Han Chinese, and Chang Xiaoman has paid a lot to win Khasiella, but now it seems that it is worth it!

They rode their camels for a few more hours, and when they had crossed several large sand dunes, they saw that the sand had turned blood-red in front of them.

"Well, it's almost there, just like the legend!"

"Red sand? Is the water from the well still drinkable? Ma Chengfeng was a little puzzled.

"Legend has it that the red sand was stained red by the blood of people and animals passing through this place, so you can see how terrible the monsters guarding the holy well really are, right?" Khashura said as she jumped off the back of the camel.

"You are talking nonsense, such a big piece of sand, all dyed red, how many people died in that?" Ma Chengfeng followed her and jumped off the camel's back, and as soon as she jumped down, she seemed to have stepped on something hard in the sand under her feet, making a crisp clicking sound. On closer inspection, there was a camel skeleton under the sand.

Not only that, but the nearby sand was full of bones, animals, people, and bones.

He swallowed. "Okay...... I take back what I just said! ”

All the bones were well preserved, and there was almost no sign of any damage, and it seemed that the monster had only bitten its prey to death, and had not eaten the corpse of its prey. All the bones were pale and white, and there was no sign of pre-death poisoning. This guy has no fangs, no venom, how does he hunt?

In the vast desert, there were gusts of sand wind blowing from time to time, and there was nothing in the red desert ahead, and no one knew where the monster was hiding. The two of them moved forward step by step, back to back, guns in their hands.

The two of them walked into the sea of red sand, and the sand wind hit, and a small whirlwind rolled up the red sand under their feet, circling around the two of them non-stop.

Walk up to the sand dunes and look out over the legendary holy well not far below. The location of this holy well is very strange, there are sand dunes on all sides, and the wind and sand in the desert are so great that it has not been filled to death after thousands of years, which is also a miracle.

There was nothing around the holy well, a deathly silence.

"It can't be hidden under the sand, right?" Ma Chengfeng asked her in a low voice.

"Shh Khajura motioned for him to shut up, took out the crystal ball from behind his back, and gently brushed the crystal ball with his smooth little hand, and a black mist immediately appeared in the cloudy crystal ball, but nothing could be seen except the black fog.

"Is this demonic energy?" Ma Chengfeng asked.

Khasira instructed him, "I don't know, it's the first time I've encountered this situation. Beware, the crystal ball has sensed the monster's breath, and it's hiding nearby! ”

Ma Chengfeng's first reaction was to look down at his feet, the surface of his feet was a layer of blood-red sand, and further down were mountains of corpses, and he didn't feel the breath of other living creatures.

(End of chapter)