Baozi saw that Roland's body was stunned, and obediently followed Shi Mingli downstairs. Roland's micro-action made Baozi very surprised, what made Roland so obedient in front of Shi Mingli?

"Don't worry, Director! I'm going back to write a review," Baozi was anxious to leave.

"Write, definitely to write. However, the format of the review must meet the requirements of the beginning and the end, and the beginning is the beginning of the ......"

Through the wooden window of the Republic of China in the teaching office, Roland followed Shi Mingli out of the teaching building and slowly walked outside the school.

The Dean of Students had no intention of ending. Baozi was in a hurry, and hurriedly said to the teaching director, "Director, look at me!" ”

The teaching director was stunned, he looked at Baozi in a daze, and just wanted to ask what was wrong, but Baozi suddenly snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, and the teaching director fainted.

Seeing that there was no one around, Baozi pushed open the old window, leaped out with a swallow-like light body, flew down from the three-story building lightly, rolled forward the moment his feet touched the ground, stood up in the surprised look of the sweeping aunt, and ran outside the school without looking back.

Shi Mingli led Roland into the windbreak belt next to the school. At this time, Roland's expression was already sluggish.

"Roland, what do you see?"

"A Grey World"

"And then"

"In front of my eyes is the desolate Gobi Desert, the place where I fought with my father."

Shi Mingli changed his usual arrogant and domineering expression, and described to Roland in a deep voice that he had never seen before: "Yellow and dry are the main themes of your childhood. The yellow sand in the sky obscures the sun, and there is no clear boundary between heaven and earth. At the end of the sand wave, there was a hut made of adobe, and the old Luo Xiurong was laying straw felt on the roof, and he had to repair the cracks in the roof before the wind and sand arrived. When you were six years old, you were standing under the eaves and struggling to lift a bundle of straw felt, and your father took it, did you see it? ”

"I saw it. Every time before the sand storm, my dad and I had to repair the roof, otherwise the sand would pour in and ruin everything in the house. ”

"No, this time, it's not just your home that has been destroyed, it's a rare wind and sand in the past fifty years, and before it reaches your home, it has destroyed a small town, and the whole town's people, animals, and even birds have been swept into the graves of the yellow sand. And you don't know it yet, death has come. ”

"No, that's history, I'm in the northeast now, on the northeast plain three thousand kilometers away from the desert, there is no wind and sand! No! ”

"How do you know that what you're experiencing right now isn't an illusion?"

"Is the illusion real, or is the reality hallucinatory?" Roland shuddered

"I'll let you see, how did your father and daughter die," Shi Mingli said in a gloomy voice, "The yellow sand swept in, it was a sandstorm that had never been seen before in history, it was enough to move a huge sand dune in an instant, and in fact, one of the sand dunes had already moved towards the dormitory of your legion." Did you see that? ”

"I saw it, it was very dark, it was very dark, and the sand was so bad that I couldn't breathe. The graves of the builders on the Gobi Desert have disappeared. ”

Shi Mingli nodded, took out a rope and tied one end to the branch, and wrapped a piece of it around Roland's neck, saying "Yes, the feeling of suffocation." That density of yellow sand is impossible to breathe. You and your father hid in the hut, but unbeknownst to you, it was a tomb that had been built for both of you. ”

Roland choked up a little, "I saw it, we hid in the hut, but the feeling of suffocation was heavier." The rope around Roland's neck grew tighter and tighter.

"When the yellow sand arrives, the black sandstorm instantly floods the hut, and you and Dad nibble on the last piece of bread, drink the last pot of water, and wait for the so-called rescue in the dark grave. You guys, dead. All your experiences in the provincial city are just illusions and conjectures of your dead soul, and the souls of your father and daughter should go home, go back, your father is waiting for you......"

Shi Mingli tightened the last rope opening, and heard the crisp cracking sound of the cartilage in his neck, "Okay, it's over." I won't treat a woman in a rough way, you'll have a whole body left for Bao Ziqiang. ”

Shi Mingli held the top of Roland's still hot head and said something, a blue, crystal glow flew out, Shi Mingli took out a delicate crystal bottle, quickly pounced on the blue light, tightened the bottle, and put it into his arms. Glancing back at Roland, who was pale and bloodless, he sighed lightly, "If it weren't for the urgent need for your soul, I wouldn't have come to provoke Houji Shangshen so early." I'm sorry, beauty. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and left, but he felt that there was a cold wind on the side of his face, and the cold light of a dagger was coming. Shi Mingli half-squatted diagonally, dodged the blade of the dagger, took two steps back, and saw that it was Baozi holding a short blade and glaring at him.

Shi Mingli didn't panic, and said humbly, "It turned out to be Houji Shangshen, and I bothered you." ”

"Since you know that I am Houji, you are not Shi Mingli"

"That's nature" "Shi Mingli" touched his face, and his face quietly changed where his palm was gently caressed, and as his hand fell, the familiar face was revealed in front of Baozi.

"Lu Han, it's really you."

"I'm still qualified to be your opponent." Lu Han looked very relaxed, "I thought that the most difficult thing to take was Roland, but I didn't expect you to find out one step ahead." However, this did not affect the final effect. ”

"Give me Roland's soul, and I will spare you from dying."

"Hou Ji Shangshen, I can give you this body in a few days, and you can hand it over to the police for a second-class merit, how about it?"

Baozi saw that Lu Han was iron-hearted, and he didn't say much, a sword stabbed Lu Han's throat, Lu Han dodged, and hit Baozi's wrist with his backhand, Baozi felt a burst of soreness, drew his sword and stabbed it again, Lu Han frequently dodged "God is so skilled" and didn't forget to praise Baozi a few words.

"However, I have something urgent to do, I can't accompany the gods, so I will retire under the next step" Lu Han said several empty palms in a row, forcing the bun to take a few steps back, he took advantage of the gap to roll onto the roof, stepping on the red tile and jumping and running.

Baozi whistled, and several weasels poked their heads out of the grass and followed Lu Han's figure at lightning speed. Two large eagles hovered in the sky, like a sensitive high-altitude detection radar, staring at the direction of Lu Han's escape.

Baozi was shining with stars in front of him, and he sat on the ground with difficulty. The third prince jumped down from a tall tree, "Brother, it's okay"

"I gave up a soul to go out, and my physical strength was greatly reduced, I just hope that this time I can hide from the cunning Lu Han"

"It's just that you can come up with such a bad move, now you just want to catch Lu Han and let your soul return to Zhao."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and arrange someone to chase him, don't let him run away this time."

"Don't worry, the net is waiting for him," the third prince rolled up his arms and sleeves after speaking, flew onto the roof, and jumped away.