Wang Xianxian closed his eyes, felt the changes in his body, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Long. He opened his eyes, the glass-colored light was quietly hidden, and his eyes were as dark and deep as black gems. Suddenly, the powerful spiritual sense found a gaze in the distance, Wang Xianxian turned his head to look, and there was a petite blurred shadow on a big tree a few miles away looking at this side.

Feeling something, Wang Xianxian smiled in his heart, and with a move of his right hand, the ice and fire spear left on the ground flew into his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, it disappeared from his hand, and he received it into the storage belt on his waist.

Looking down, except for the intact belt, most of his skin is exposed, exuding a faint luster, but if you look carefully, you will find that the skin there is also mediocre, at most you will think that Wang Xianxian's skin is not good, just like a girl.

"It seems that I have to find a place to change my clothes first, and I don't know what kind of material Daddy's belt is made of, and it is unscathed under such a violent heavenly punishment. Thinking of this in his heart, Wang Xianxian didn't stay long, glanced at the figure in the distance, and he also wanted to let her share his joy at the moment.

The body squatted slightly, the right foot exerted force, and with a whoosh, he had already jumped out, this jump was a distance of more than ten meters, and in a few bounces, Wang Xianxian had disappeared into the distance, leaving only a pair of clear footprints in each jump

The Crescent Moon Empire, one of the three historic empires established by the Terrans of the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, is located in the south of the Terran territory, adjacent to the Star Empire in the east.

And in the southeast of the Crescent Empire, there is a grassland, from which the Ten Thousand Races invaded the Terran in the Mythological Age, and the inevitable war broke out there. After three years of fighting, countless creatures died every day, and the blood flowed into the land, and the blood penetrated into the land, dyeing the originally beautiful and magnificent grassland into blood, and since then this grassland has been called "the blood-colored prairie" by the creatures of later generations. ”

Due to the large number of dead creatures, and some of these creatures are cultivated people, their spirits and thoughts will not disperse for a long time after death, and some of them have become resentful spirits, retaining some of their previous memories.

And now this blood-colored prairie is sparsely populated, but there are also descendants of creatures who did not withdraw after the war, and after countless years of multiplication, they have miraculously survived, becoming one tribe after another, both human and alien.

And the most feared thing on this prairie is the mysterious forbidden place one after another, which makes people frightened, dare not approach, some bold admirers want to find out, but it seems to be like a stone sinking into the sea, and over time, no one dares to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

The endless prairie seems to be connected to the horizon from a distance. The boundless grassland, a piece of orange and red, was illuminated by the golden sun, like a layer of gold dust, and with the gusts of north wind, it set off a red wave of golden waves.

That's right. Most of the vegetation on this blood-red savannah is red, and according to local elders, it was originally green grass and herds of cattle and sheep in mythological times. However, from the outbreak of that war, the prairies absorbed the blood of the people who had died in battle, and the green grass became a red color, and the grass became a strange one, resistant to high temperatures, and generally three to four feet high, becoming a veritable blood-colored prairie.

The golden golden sun hung horizontally in the sky, there was not a trace of clouds in sight, the blood-colored prairie was as red as fire, the temperature was frighteningly high, the air was a little distorted, and occasionally you could see an illusory hill or a small forest.

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This is a place in the southeast of the blood-colored prairie, and the red grass is shaking, as if something is hidden inside. Suddenly, a small hand parted the red grass, and the small head of a clever boy was exposed.

He has short black hair, dark and bright eyes, a little tough face, a smile at the corner of his mouth, and an occasional roll of his eyes revealing a sense of cleverness.

Behind him, he was also followed by a little girl about the same size as him, her golden hair was tied into a scorpion braid around her white neck and placed on her chest, a pair of big watery eyes blinked, and her pupils were also pale golden. The melon seed face has a little doll fat, and the complexion is as white as jade, like a porcelain doll.

The little boy in front of him turned around and said to himself with puzzlement: "It's strange, we've been in this grassland for seven or eight days, and we haven't even seen a single figure?"

The little girl behind him pursed her lips and chuckled, but nothing came out. The little boy scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked a little off topic: "Xiao Ling'er, are you tired after walking for a long time?"

These two people spent a whole month over Wang Xianxian and Long Ling in the Nanling Mountain Range, and it took them another eight days to come here.

Long Ling nodded, the sun on his head was like fire, and the red grass was extremely lush, and they were all a little difficult to walk, even if they were spirit masters, their physical strength was better than ordinary people, but they were also a little unbearable.

Wang Xianxian nodded, stood up straight, stood on tiptoe, and stretched his head out of the dense red grass. Looking around, except for a large forest about two or three kilometers away on the right-hand side, there is no side in sight, and only some small hills in the distance show their bare tops, so as to inform the world of their existence.

Squatting down, Wang Xianxian looked at Long Ling and said, "There is a forest over there, let's go inside to rest and rest." With that, he pointed in the direction of the woods.

Half an hour later, Wang Xianxian and Long Ling came to this forest, and it was strange to say that the red grass became shorter the closer it was to this forest, and when it reached the place of the woods, it was about the same height as ordinary grass, except for the strange color, there was no difference.

Wang Xianxian and Long Ling arrived at the entrance of this forest one after another, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief, the taste in the grass outside was indeed unbearable. Looking around, the woods are rarely sparsely populated and the visibility is considerable, some of the trees are large, but their leaves are small, perhaps to prevent water from evaporating.

The sparse ground reveals dark red soil, and the blood-colored prairie is indeed worthy of its name, and it is full of blood-like colors. The trees in front of you are the same, only a few are orange or yellow-green.

Wang Xianxian walked in front to lead the way, and Long Ling followed closely behind. After a while, the two came to a small river, saying that it was a small river, but it was a little more than a zhang wide, and the riverbed was clearly visible, but the river water was clean and translucent, and with the sun shining on it, it was sparkling.

Wang Xianxian hurriedly came to the river, squatted down and stuffed his whole face in the river, and a feeling of coldness and coldness arose. Without raising his head, he beckoned to Long Ling behind him, motioning for her to come along.

Long Ling behind him also came to his side, which is equivalent to the downstream position, and took a handful of water and sprinkled it gently on his face, splashing and flashing.

Poof!

Wang Xianxian next to her raised her head suddenly, bringing up countless droplets, some of which also splashed on her body, and the eyelids of those beautiful big eyes rolled up, rewarding Wang Xianxian with a pair of big white eyes.

Wang Xianxian, who raised his head, wiped the water droplets on his face, saw that Long Ling gave him a big white eye, smiled embarrassedly, collapsed by the river, put on a big character, stretched his waist comfortably, and looked at the blue sky without a trace of clouds, Wang Xianxian said in a somewhat comfortable tone with a moan: "Ah, it's so comfortable." ”

Long Ling on the side smiled knowingly, and also lay down on her side, and after a long day's journey, she was also a little tired. The beautiful eyes stared at Wang Xianxian who was enjoying with his eyes closed, his eyes flickered a little, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, which was very cute.

The sound of gurgling water, gently into the ears, a peaceful, occasionally a few warbler cries in the distance, mixed with the frog in the grass by the river, revealing a natural charm.

When crossing the Nanling Mountains, they rarely rest in such a relaxed way, there are many poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains, they all rest in caves or big trees, and they are always vigilant. Because, I don't know when I will be attacked, maybe they are lucky, or maybe they didn't enter the central area of the mountain range, so they haven't encountered any higher-level beasts again, which can be said to be a blessing in misfortune.