Thirty miles to the east, Qu Xianwei was covered with yellow sand, and further east was an even more terrifying sandstorm, and the sky was like a pond infected with ink, so dark that it was impossible to see the depths.

To the west, Qu Xianwei is still sunny, like two worlds in contrast to the east, where the small wind and sand have become a dividing line, but this line is still moving westward as time goes by.

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At the edge of the yellow sand, two figures stopped to watch, and one of them spoke:

"General, are we really going to go through this sandstorm?"

The latter pulled down his scarf, looked at the black tornado in front of him, which could easily bury thousands of troops, and said:

"Wang Er, you don't need to come along."

Wang Er shook his head, "The last general promised His Majesty to protect you thoroughly, and you have to accompany you in such a dangerous mission." ”

"If something happens to you, what will happen to the frost?"

"She'll understand, if I don't come, she'll be counted down for the rest of my life." Wang Er grinned, a lot less cunning than the philistines of the past.

Seeing this, Wang Qianshan no longer persuaded him, pulled up the face towel again, tied it tightly and said:

"This line, if it doesn't work, you and I won't even save the coffin, follow me for a while, don't leave the range of ten zhang."

"Don't worry."

After the two finished speaking, they turned over and rode on the camel, this kind of weather, only the camel can increase some hope of survival. Then the two of them did not hesitate to drill into the sandstorm in front of them, and after the yellow sand rolled wildly, they disappeared in an instant.

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Three days ago, Qu Xianweizhong, Ruhua, who had never been angry at Wang Qianshan, had a big temper, but he didn't expect the other party to hide such a big thing from him for ten years.

The prince, that is a high-ranking figure, the whole dynasty can't find a few, she is not a person who covets glory and wealth, otherwise she would not have stayed in this bitter cold place for thirty years, Ruhua only hates that she is not good enough, and she is not worthy of a prince at all.

The princesses in the minds of ordinary people are all knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and she has not even read a few books, let alone her appearance.

Wang Qianshan is not a delicate master, I don't know if the lady doesn't care about herself because she is ashamed of herself, but when she is still angry, she stepped forward and whispered to make amends:

"Lady, I really shouldn't hide it from you, when the wind and sand stop, we will go to the capital, where there are countless silk and satin, and endless delicacies from the mountains and seas."

"Why did you choose me? Listen to Wang Er, you still have a gentle and dignified childhood sweetheart. Ruhua suddenly asked coldly.

How did Wang Qianshan know the horror of this question, and replied truthfully:

"Harm, that's the old Huang Li, she would have been married a long time ago, and besides, if it weren't for you, I would have died ten years ago."

"So, you married me to repay your kindness?"

"Not all, it's also your kindness."

Wang Qianshan's face was sincere, and he didn't notice that the face of the lady who was not good-looking was even more gloomy.

"Humph!" Ruhua snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Wang Qianshan stood in place and scratched his head, "What's the matter, you can't let me say that I covet your beauty with my conscience, right?" ”

It's a shame that he didn't say this in front of the other party, otherwise it wouldn't have been as simple as a cold snort.

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Wang Qianshan couldn't figure it out, so he planned to go out to inspect, he didn't want to just turn his head and see a person standing behind him, if it wasn't for the daylight, he would have to be scared out.

"Daddy? Didn't you go to investigate, how did it get like this, did you meet the ringing horse? ”

Wang Quanquan stood behind his son, looking like he was watching a good show, but he himself was no better, wearing a tattered robe, and there was still a little bit of elegance when he first came.

I don't know where the crown of hair on the top of the head has gone, with a loose hair, with a dress that is about to dew, it looks like a flower child, and the most graceful paper fan is also half destroyed, shaking up and leaking wind.

Even if there is only three percent cultivation in the Jindan period, it is not something that can be contended in the foundation building period, and Wang Quanquan did not expect that he would be so embarrassed, he rushed to the center of the storm with his strong physique, and the flow of spiritual power protected his body impenetrable.

At first, it was very smooth, although the speed of the wind and sand was fast, it could not do him any harm, but the more he went to the center, the faster the speed of the tornado, and the black sand in the sky became a sharp knife that scraped bones, eager to crush all the creatures that stepped on it.

There was a crackling sound around Wang Quanquan, and the shield formed by the aura visibly thinned to the naked eye, and he could only use more spiritual power to support it, but the more he went to the center, the more difficult it was to move an inch, and in the end, his whole person seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and he was stunned to squeeze in a little bit by cultivating.

……

When I arrived at the eye of the storm, the pressure was reduced a lot, and when I looked down, black sand was slowly flowing out of a hole in the ground.

As soon as the black sand exited the hole, it spread with the strong wind, adding a touch of power to the surrounding sandstorm.

Wang Quanquan simply visually inspected, the hole below was dozens of zhang wide, bottomless, he used his divine sense to investigate, and found a lot of aura around the cave entrance, but when he probed his divine sense into the hole, a cold will suddenly came out, and at the same time, a thunderous voice sounded in his head:

"Get out!"

Wang Quanquan's expression was awe-inspiring, and at the moment just now, he seemed to have the illusion of being in hell, and the will in the cave was cold and ruthless, mixed with endless killing intent and resentment, like a madman who had been imprisoned for thousands of years.

Wang Quanquan's expression was solemn, and after a little thought, he plunged into the hole, he just likes to contradict people!

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The cave was dark as far as the eye could see, and he lost his direction as soon as he stepped in, and the surroundings seemed to be infinitely magnified, and no matter how he used his spiritual sense to probe, he could not find the edge.

The surrounding black sand continued to gush upward, and the place it passed was like a sharp blade, smashing the barrier around the king's authority again.

The king's authority descended cautiously, but he never reached the bottom, and he did not know how long he had walked, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe an hour, maybe even a day.

The further down, the less the black sand will be, and the stronger the aura will be, if he guesses correctly, the aura that disappeared from the entire desert will be gathered here, even if it is a strong person in the Jindan period, this place can barely be used for cultivation.

Just as he was thinking about whether to take the opportunity to meditate and vomit, a hard touch suddenly came from under his feet, and the king's power had been suspended for a long time.

"Damn, why is there a ball here?"

After groping for a while, he was sure that there was a ball under his feet, which was not big enough for one person to stand on, and it was hanging in the air at the moment, just for him to rest.

Wang Quanquan has always been able to sit and never stand, and he spent a lot of spiritual power all the way just now, and at this moment he hurriedly crossed his knees and spit it out on the spot.

With the rich aura here, it only took him half an hour to rest, and then he stood up and pondered his next step.

"The aura here is so strong, it's a pity to just let it go like this, that bastard dared to speak loudly to me just now, it's better to ......"

Thinking of this, an idea flashed through Wang Quanquan's mind, and at the same time he grinned unconsciously.

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