The ancient city of Loulan, existing in the mystery of thousands of years, dissipated overnight, for ordinary people, the legend is just a legend. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this moment, for Yan Feng, the word legend has long existed, and he has seen too many legends in the eyes of others.

The earthy yellow sand house, the bustling flow of people, the noisy sound is endless, the clothes worn are particularly peculiar, non-ancient clothes, regardless of men and women, the clothes are all skirts under the body, the scene of street stalls, the whole looks thriving, a prosperous scene, like a prosperous country.

If Yan Feng is not mistaken, the ancient city of Loulan back then was like this!

In other words, this is the ancient city of Loulan that has disappeared! This is the spiritual city of these robed people!

Yan Feng stared at all this, although he was shocked in his heart, but he was not too surprised, he had experienced so many things, and many things were already strange to him.

Wang Qi, who was walking beside Yan Feng, was surprised, and a pair of big eyes secretly looked left and right under the blood robe.

Just after Yan Feng followed the blood-robed team into the gate, he appeared here, and immediately after, the other six teams behind him also came out.

When all the seven teams gathered, they began to walk towards the center of the city together, and the people on both sides, when they saw the appearance of the seven colors of the robe, knelt aside, and the whole street fell silent, respectfully welcoming the seven teams.

Yan Feng looked up, and in the center of the city, there was a group of sand castle palaces dozens of feet high, with hundreds of sand tips standing in a forest.

Mixed in the blood-robed team, Yan Feng and Wang Qi followed the team all the way to the sandcastle in the center of the city.

When he turned a corner, the golden light in Yan Feng's eyes flashed, and two streamers between his fingers floated silently towards the sand houses on both sides.

In an instant, the sand houses on both sides collapsed, stirring up the yellow sand to fly, and the people on the side of the road hurriedly screamed to dodge, and the sand smoke was filled, and suddenly the camels that followed behind were also frightened and began to raise their hooves and bark, at this moment.

In the corner of the chaotic crowd, there was one more person, it was Wang Qi, who had a yellow charm and nine soybeans in her hand.

"You should find a place in the city where no one is around, and if you have anything to do, roll the soybeans in the yellow charm, and shout 'E'. ”

Yan Feng's voice fell in Wang Qi's ears, looking at the unfamiliar scene around him, Wang Qi bit his lower lip, and looked back, it was an empty sand house, and he took advantage of the chaos to run directly in.

Among the originally panicked team, as the wind and sand slowly fell silent, the original order was restored again, but behind the blood-robed team, there was only one of the original two left.

At this time, everyone's attention was rushing to the sandcastle, and no one looked at whether it was a blood-robed man or two blood-robed people behind him.

I won't care if there is no one in the blood robe.

Yan Feng glanced at where Wang Qi was hiding, and pulled the blood robe on his head down slightly.

This is what he had thought before, it would definitely not be safe to place Wang Qi outside in the desert, so it was better to wait until he entered here and waited for an opportunity to hide, so he created chaos and took the opportunity to remove Wang Qi from the eyes of these people.

I'm going to enter the sand castle in a while, God knows what kind of threat exists inside, I don't even have time to protect myself, if Wang Qi follows in, it will inevitably be exposed.

Wang Qi naturally understood these things, and knew that if he continued to follow Yan Feng, he would definitely drag him down, so after Yan Feng sent her out, he didn't make trouble, but obediently found a place to hide by himself.

A deserted sand house, in the backyard, there is a large black vat, Wang Qi squatted in the vat, holding the yellow talisman and the nine beans that Yan Feng gave him tightly, and muttered silently: "Strange Shu Huang will definitely be fine~ It will definitely be..."

After calming the panicked camels, the team headed for the central sandcastle again, and when it was only a few kilometers away, a piece of music came from the central sandcastle, and the music seemed to come out of the air.

This music is indescribable, but Yan Feng has a golden light flashing in his eyes, and his inner cultivation is surging, and he has all these sounds outside his ears.

It seems that the lord of this ancient city, that is, the spirit lord in the mouth of these robes, is very cautious, this music has the purpose of disturbing the soul, if people from the outside world can't touch it and hear it, it will definitely be detected.

Looking up, the entrance to the sandcastle has arrived, the entrance is divided into seven paths, seven road entrances, on both sides are guarded by people wearing robes of different colors, golden pupils sweep, these people are skeletons hidden under the robes.

Seven teams of people, according to the color of their robes, entered from seven different passages, Yan Feng followed behind the blood robe team, staring at the sand castle in the distance, for some reason, a palpitation rose from his heart, in this sand castle, he could be sure that there was definitely a powerful existence.

My own sister, will she really be here?

She's now... Is it life or death?

Yan Feng swept the sacks on the backs of these camels in front of him, back then, she must have been sent into this city in sacks like this.

I just don't know what will happen to these tributes.

Yan Feng's eyes, golden streamers flickered, no matter what, he had to find his sister, whether it was a human or a soul!

He once asked Niu Zongbing, in the underworld, there has been no trace of his sister in ten years, which means that his sister did not go to the underworld, that is, she is not dead, or... Dead and becoming a lonely ghost wandering in the world, of course, this is all Yan Feng's own speculation.

Right and wrong, what it is will have to wait until Yan Feng's investigation is clear.

"Rain and smoke... Waiting for my brother!" In Yan Feng's memory, the back of that little girl, a skirt with broken flowers, and an innocent smiling face, have remained in the depths of her heart all these years.

Looking up at the huge sand castle, Yan Feng hid his body deep in the blood robe and followed the team down the passage.

Among the sand castles, dozens of sharp castles, a woman, standing in a window, looking at the wind and sand outside, the scene in the room is very different from the sand castles in the outside world, purple and blue dots, like a dream, like a star.

Just then, the voice of a maid came.

"See the Holy Maiden, the seven sects have already delivered tributes at the entrance of the Spirit Hall, and the seven great priests and sect masters are also waiting in the Spirit Hall, and the Spirit Lord has issued an edict, saying that you should go over first. ”

Looking at the woman outside the window, her face was slightly sideways at the moment, wearing a purple skirt, with willow leaves, a little purple cinnabar between her eyebrows, a pair of phoenix eyes glowing with cold and noble meaning, and her face had a purple light veil that half covered her face, and the stars flashed on the light veil, but despite this, it couldn't hide the peerless elegance under the light veil.

"Tell the Spirit Lord that I'll be over in a moment. ”