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Here, look at the end of the world.

Holding a willow leaf, it seems to be able to smell the remaining greenery on it, which does not belong to the greenery of this desert, but the remnants of spring. Green leaves are incompatible with this desert.

On the dunes, dusk is getting darker.

The quiet and vast desert scenery will inevitably arouse the pride in the heart, especially in the young people, at this time the loud roar is not uncomfortable, of course, quiet appreciation is also a unique flavor.

It's just that Lu Xiangzi is not looking at such scenery, he is looking at the end of the desert, and there are things hidden on the horizon as if they are nothing, as if they are called hometowns.

The person next to him moved slightly, Lu Xiangzi put down the willow leaf in his hand, took out a pot of water, and gently poured it into the person's mouth, pouring it at just the right speed, suitable for people to drink, and it would not choke people.

Chapped lips, already a frosty white. The sand in this desert has a unique suction power, which absorbs no water in the human body. It's been almost a day since I was buried in the sand, and it's already a miracle that I'm still alive. What's more, this man still had countless wounds on his body, the blood had dried up, and the wounds were covered with yellow sand.

Greedily sucking the flowing water, Song Sheng didn't have the slightest thought, he just wanted to drink a full drink. At this time, even if it was the strongest poison, he would drink it in one go.

However, when the water stops, it is like a seed that has just sprouted, and before it can completely break through the hard shell, it has no energy. Song Sheng tried to open his eyes, but he didn't have the slightest strength, so he could only fall into the darkness.

"It's not good to drink too much, take your time. ”

Throwing these words into the deep darkness, Song Sheng gradually gave up the struggle, began to relax, and calmed down for a while. The water fell again, and Song Sheng also began to suck the sweet water again.

The water, which was comparable to all the elixirs, gradually spread to Song Sheng's limbs, allowing him to experience the feeling of being alive again, and he slowly opened his eyes and saw a bright starry sky.

The starry sky in the desert is always clearer than that in other places, making people unable to believe that it was still full of yellow sand before.

Lu Xiangzi sat on the side, as if he had not changed his sitting posture, still looking into the distance, but the willow leaves in his hands were already a little dry. Any greenery will not last long in this desert.

"Thank you. Song Sheng said.

Being able to escape from the city, Song Sheng can be said to have exhausted all means, and finally turned into a sword in his body, but he was still seriously injured and was on the verge of death. He knew very well that if he hadn't been rescued by the person next to him, he would have died.

Lu Xiangzi smiled slightly: "You should really thank me." ”

"How thanks?"

"Take me to someone. ”

Obviously, the person in front of him didn't know him, and Song Sheng asked with a little surprise, "Who?"

"I don't know who he is, but he should be special, you can tell at a glance that he's special. He was with you before. ”

Hearing such a vague description, a shadow still entered Song Sheng's mind.

If it is said that it is special, Wang Shi, the demon, is undoubtedly the most special person Song Sheng has ever seen. If such demons were not special, then the world would be too crazy.

At this time, a horse neighed sounded, and the white horse, which had been running for a long time, returned to Lu Xiangzi's side.

Lu Xiangzi seemed to be very sure that Song Sheng already knew that person, so he said, "Have a good rest, I will go to find someone tomorrow." ”

Now Song Sheng is equivalent to a wooden man, who can only be at the mercy of people. Although he didn't know whether the person in front of him was an enemy or friend to Wang Shi, he could only do what Lu Xiangzi said for the time being. However, I don't know if Wang Shi escaped in that big explosion, let alone where to find him......

Suppressing the thousands of thoughts in his heart, Song Sheng began to recover, but to his surprise, his body was recovering rapidly, and all his injuries were healing.

Could it be that it has something to do with the water you just drank?

The night is slightly cool, not long.

A small wind dances on the yellow sand, and the white sun gradually rises.

Lu Xiangzi seemed to have a good night's sleep, stretched his waist, looked ahead, smiled shallowly, and said, "Let's go, go find that interesting person." ”

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Ling Qian didn't dare to stagnate in the slightest, and his whole person turned into a ball of light and flew outside.

Behind is the mysterious ghost army, even if he is a strong man who has stepped into the Divine Hidden Realm, I am afraid he does not have much courage to provoke, he has just stepped into the whole realm, if he doesn't want to die, he can go and investigate.

With the temporary delay of the shopkeeper, Ling Qian gained a little extremely precious time, and in an instant, he flashed a long distance, and it only took a blink of an eye to rush out of the ground, and when the time came, he could exert his speed with all his might, without the obstruction of the black storm and the violent burial of the sand, and he was fully capable of breaking back to Feihuang City.

Holding the already unconscious shopkeeper in his hand, Ling Qian could have thrown him down and escaped by himself, with a greater grasp, but he didn't, and he wanted to take him out according to his promise.

Just when Ling Qian had no distractions and rushed out with all his might, a sword light struck!

The guy, who had been lurking all along, finally seized the best opportunity and launched a fatal blow.

No matter how strong a person is, if he is attacked unsuspectingly, if he does not react, he will still die!

Being too fast is an advantage, but also a disadvantage, there is no time to react, Ling Qian can only take this knife hard.

Originally, as long as he made a slight move, he could use the shopkeeper as a shield, maybe he couldn't take this knife, but at least he could do it slowly, which could improve the chance of survival, but Ling Qian didn't do this.

Ling Qian didn't seem to notice the knife that the guy attacked, and went straight forward, without the slightest scruples.

Knives are coming!

Extremely strong, the strongest sword!

Even if they are people in the Divine Hidden Realm, if they are caught off guard, they will be split in half by this knife.

After accumulating a knife for so long, the man undoubtedly integrated all the knife techniques he had learned in his life into it, and with the spiritual power that swept away, the man's knife skills broke through in an instant and entered a new realm.

Xeon Knife!

A slash obliquely, like a remnant sun like blood!

Directly towards Ling Qian!

Flashes of light!

Mirror Water Moon!

The water purification moon that has not completely dissipated has condensed again!

Bang!

Before he could reflect anything, the man's knife smashed Jing Shuiyue to pieces, and then came to Ling Qian's body.

Knife out of sheath!

Snow without a front!

Perhaps it was due to the influence of the man's knife, and the knife on Ling Qian's waist suddenly came out of its sheath!

However, it was a little late after all.

Blood Splash!

Each drop of blood was stretched infinitely into a straight line, and then immediately disappeared into the yellow sand.

A hideous and terrifying wound appeared on Ling Qian's body, from his chest to his waist and abdomen, and his internal organs were clearly visible. If he hadn't stepped into the whole realm, his strength had increased more than tenfold, and he would have died at this time.

Rao is like this, the residual knife intent on the wound is still frantically destroying the vitality, if he doesn't stop to heal immediately, Ling Qian will most likely have to worry about his life. However, at this time, I can't stay, I can only rush out frantically, and only by rushing out can I hope to live.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, let alone the guy who was eyeing him, Ling Qian continued to rush out.

After the knife, the guy no longer had the strength to fight with Ling Qian, and he couldn't catch up with the other party, so he could only let him leave. This is already the best result, he thinks that his sword technique will not be weaker than Ling Qian, but he has to admit that his strength is far inferior to that of the other party, and it is already a great luck to be able to cut the other party.

After being stunned on the spot, the guy immediately dived into the yellow sand, even if he had a magic weapon that could avoid the ghost sandfish, but it was impossible to block the ghost army, and when he encountered the ghost army, he had only to escape.

Ling Qian is not dead, his revenge is not yet complete, he still has to continue to live.

Revenge is the fate of the gang, I don't know what the ending will be, he can only go on, he doesn't need to think about what happens after the revenge is over, he only needs to think about revenge.

Whether it is Ling Qian or the guy, there is no way to clearly define good and bad. Probably, there is no good or bad person. The so-called good or bad is just whether it is beneficial to different people from different perspectives.

......

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to come to his senses.

Ling Qian sat aside, carefully tending to his wounds and beginning to regain his strength.

It's just that the shop Xiaoer, who has suffered some skin trauma, should be the luckiest person except for Xiao Cang. He looked around, his heart was a little wooden, his eyes were a little sour, but he forcibly held back.

The shopkeeper is not there.

If you are not there, you are dead.

There wasn't much sadness in his heart, and the shopkeeper just didn't know what to do, and he felt lost.

Ling Qian used his spiritual power, suppressed the sword intent left by the man, and asked slowly, "What are your plans?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, remembered what the shopkeeper said before parting, and did not give an answer immediately. The shopkeeper asked him to take refuge in Wang Shi, he really couldn't do such a thing.

Ling Qian continued, "If you don't mind, you can follow me. "Now the people in Feihuang City, it can be said that there are only two of them left, and it is impossible to rebuild Feihuang City. And the shopkeeper followed the powerful Ling Qian, which is still a very good choice.

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "The shopkeeper is the shopkeeper after all, and he will not follow anyone anymore." ”

Getting the expected answer, Ling Qian didn't say anything more, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

After standing still in the cold wind of the night for a long time, the shopkeeper began to walk in a certain direction.

Ling Qian didn't have any reservations, he didn't have to thank the shopkeeper, and he didn't have to ask the shopkeeper for saving his life. All this is a very fair thing.

However, after the shopkeeper took a few steps, he suddenly stopped, but he didn't turn around, and asked, "I always have a question that I don't understand, why was Wang Shi able to kill the old fox?"

Ling Qian was slightly stunned and said, "This may be the ability to become a king." ”

The shopkeeper chuckled lightly and said, "It seems that you don't know either." ”