Without flowers, flowers are dead.

Although it is an oasis, it is not the garden of the Yunzhou City Lord's Mansion after all, the flowers can grow, but they can't live, some can still support the opening, and some have withered before they have opened.

A pair of butterflies flew into the withered flowers, there should be butterflies in the desert, but Karakum's Tears seemed to be an independent biosphere, and it was not strange that butterflies were here, but strangely these butterflies flew to one side, as if there was something on the other side that frightened them.

Han Chuang and Yi slept in the tent, not asleep, not even closing their eyes. He pricked up his ears, squinted his eyes, and unfolded his psychic sense to peer around him—quietly.

Lying in bed, waiting, for a long time, just waiting for something uncertain to happen, not everyone has such patience, but Han Chuang has.

He has been able to survive in the Shenzhou Continent until now, largely because of his patience, he can treat every day and every night quietly with a heart that is not impatient or impatient.

And at this moment, he also believes that many people will be as sleepless as him, just because this quiet night is too quiet, and too quiet environment will always make people think.

Right, wrong, true, false, what can happen, what may never happen, everything is in the ear, turned into the sound of mosquitoes, this business is weak, and it can be cut off at any moment.

The wind blew the tent's curtain, and a dark shadow was reflected on it. Even if it looks a little out of shape because of the mapping, you can still see the human form, and the appearance of the teeth and claws may be a little exaggerated, but Han Chuang can sense a faint danger.

Figures, figures.

The figure was slowly approaching, and the impossibly slight footsteps made the sound of mosquitoes stop abruptly, as if there was only this obscure footsteps left in heaven and earth.

Footsteps, footsteps.

Footsteps are moving forward. The backward step was completely different from the forward one, and Han Chuang could hear that although it was slow, it was always moving forward.

Every step is firmly on the ground, as if the whole foot is sunk into the soil.

Breathe steadily.

Han Chuang maintained a steady breathing, like the breath of a dreamer, and in his squinted eyes, the black shadow gradually expanded on the curtain until it stopped.

It resembles a black doll woven from a woman's woolen stockings, hovering outside the curtain.

Who is it?

Is it a human, a ghost, or a demon?

No one knows, and even Han Chuang can't judge someone else's identity just from a shadow. An emotion called fear grows in the heart, at first it is just a little, but later it spreads like a weed and occupies the whole heart.

Han Chuang did not shy away from his fears, because of ignorance, he was afraid. Man is always full of fear of the unknown, so he waits, waiting for the moment when the identity of the dark shadow will be revealed.

The mind and sword are one, and they can launch the most fierce attacks at any time, which is also where Han Chuang relies on.

At this moment, a familiar female voice outside the tent sounded: "Brother Han, are you sleeping?"

Qingqing is Qingqing's voice.

Han Chuang was surprised.

The voice was calm, without the slightest panic, and it came from a very close place, it could only be a black shadow, Han Chuang looked carefully, and really felt that this black shadow was somewhat similar to Nie Qingqing's outline.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "The black shadow is Qingqing, how did that dangerous feeling come about?" he couldn't figure it out, so he said, "I haven't slept yet, come in." ”

He and Qingqing have long passed the time to avoid each other, if he wants, he can get Nie Qingqing at any time, but he has never done so, he always thinks that a woman's first time should be solemn and serious, and should not be in a wilderness, a situation where life and death are uncertain.

Nie Qingqing walked in, with a look of tiredness on her face.

Han Chuang smiled and asked, "What's wrong? I didn't sleep so late." ”

Nie Qingqing forced a smile and said, "If I could fall asleep, I would have gone to sleep a long time ago." Obviously, Han Chuang is not the only one who can't sleep peacefully.

He laughed and said, "Then what are you looking for me to do so late?" as he spoke, a ruffian-like smile appeared on his face.

However, with his handsome face, this wicked smile is not antigraphic, but rather a manifestation of this contradiction, giving people the impulse of comedy.

Nie Qingqing couldn't help but laugh, glanced at him, and said angrily, "What do you want this guy?"

"Of course I'm thinking about you," Han Chuang chuckled.

Nie Qingqing's color turned red, he lowered his head shyly, and only after a while did he raise his head suddenly, and said angrily: "You ruffian, I wouldn't have come to you if I knew about it." ”

Han Chuang laughed and said, "If you don't look for me, who will I find?" His eyes stared at Nie Qingqing, and with this, the uneasiness in his heart became even more obvious.

The wind blew and raised the undrawn curtains, and Han Chuang seemed to see something flashing by, and he couldn't help but flutter for a moment.

Nie Qingqing quickly noticed Han Chuang's abnormality and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

This voice of concern brought Han Chuang back to reality. "Nothing," he said, "did you feel anything when you came?"

"What do you feel?" Nie Qingqing pursed his lips, revealing a thinking look, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "If you want to say that it is abnormal, there are really some." ”

"What is it?" asked Han Chuang.

"Cold, stupid. Nie Qingqing laughed.

Han Chuang said confusedly: "Cold?"

Nie Qingqing nodded his forehead and said, "You stupid, of course it's cold, you didn't see what the weather is today, I don't know why, tonight is a little cold, cold abnormal." ”

Han Chuang glanced at Nie Qingqing and laughed. If you want to say cold, it is really a matter of course, she only wears a thin gauze dress, and cold is inevitable.

You must know that although the desert is hot during the day, it is surprisingly cold at night, and the cold is like a cold hand, teasing human skin.

Of course, someone like Han Chuang, who has rough skin and thick meat, doesn't feel cold.

He laughed.

Of course, Nie Qingqing knew what he was laughing at, and couldn't help but glance at him. After a while, she said, "By the way, what did you find?"

She asked about the abnormality of Lotus Flower's sensation.

"No," Han Chuang shook his head, he concealed the dangerous feeling that came from his heart and blamed it on his own delusion, of course, not everyone had such an awareness, it was just that he didn't want Nie Qingqing to worry.

"Really not?" Nie Qingqing asked again, the long-term tacit understanding made her feel that Han Chuang must have something to hide from him, what it was, who could know?

Han Chuang nodded and said, "There really isn't." ”

Nie Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm relieved, it seems that Lotus is too worried." ”

Looking at Nie Qingqing's relieved expression, Han Chuang couldn't help but think, "It's not necessarily necessary to worry too much. But he said: "Maybe, after all, it feels impossible to be accurate every time." ”

As the two were talking, suddenly there was a loud shout in the distance: "Who!" followed by the sound of the blade converging, and it flashed to an end.

Nie Qingqing and Han Chuang glanced at each other, Gu saw the shock in each other's eyes, and they could hear that this cheer was the voice of Chopping Yuan.

The two immediately ran out of the tent, and saw Cho Yuan wearing only thin clothes, barefoot, holding his gold-wire big ring knife, standing in the clearing, staring around with wary eyes.

Han Chuang noticed that there was some obscure fear in his eyes, what an incredible thing it was to make Chop Yuan afraid!

He must have seen something!" Han Chuang thought to himself, slowly walking over to Chop Yuan's side and asking softly, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Chop Yuan take off his guard, and said with a tired face: "It's nothing, maybe I was wrong." ”

At this time, people came out one after another, most of them rubbed their eyes, looking tired, Ding Ding jumped in front of Qi Yuan with three steps and two steps, and said with a dissatisfied face: "Big man, what's wrong with you? ”

Han Chuang and Qi Yuan glanced at each other and thought, "I'm afraid only you can sleep at ease." ”

Han Chuang said, "Ding Ding will go aside." ”

Ding Ding wanted to say something, but was immediately pulled away by Liu Qingfu. Although Liu Qingfu didn't know what was going on, she knew that it must be a terrible thing, which could be confirmed by Han Chuang and Qi Yuan's serious expressions.

Sure enough, Han Chuang said, "Did you really see something?"

Chop Yuan shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, even if there is, it's just a flash, I'm not sure if I'm wrong." ”

Han Chuang frowned and did not continue to ask. The silence continued for a while, and Nie Qingqing said, "What's wrong?"

Han Chuang frowned and said, "I'm afraid there really is something." ”

Nie Qingqing was surprised: "You also saw it?"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I didn't see anything, but I could feel his presence." "The eyes can be deceived, the ears can be deceived, but the mere feeling, the most subjective and self-judgment, is the most difficult thing to deceiver.

Han Chuang didn't think anyone could fool his perception.

"I also felt the presence of something, just as you came. He said.

Nie Qingqing couldn't help but shudder, and said in a low voice, "You really feel it." ”

"Not bad. Han Chuang said in a deep voice.

"What is it?" asked Nie Qingqing.

Han Chuang shook his head: "I don't know." He glanced at Chop Yuan and said in a low voice: "I didn't see anything, just a simple feeling, if it wasn't for Cho Yuan's reminder, I would even think that my feeling was wrong." ”

Nie Qingqing nodded and said, "It seems that your feeling is right." ”

Although she scoffed at things like intuition, she especially believed in Han Chuang's perception, she felt that other people's intuition would deceive people, and Han Chuang's would definitely not.

There is no reason for this, just a simple belief.

Liu Qingfu stepped forward and said, "Are you saying that there are other people besides us in this oasis?"

Han Chuang said: "It may not be a person, but it must be something that will bring us danger." Glancing around, he suddenly realized that there was no one missing.

"Where is Lin Jiangxue?" he asked eagerly.

Liu Qingfu said: "I'm afraid I'm still sleeping." His eyes fell on the quiet tent in the corner.

Lin Jiangxue's situation is a bit special, and she also seems to be more outstanding, so the tent is not next to everyone, but at a distance, lonely like an island.

Han Chuang said: "This is impossible, we have made such a big move, with her strength, she should have noticed it a long time ago." ”

Liu Qingfu was shocked and said, "What do you mean?"

Han Chuang frowned, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid something happened." ”

With a bang, the heavy sword appeared in his hand, and he held the heavy sword in his hand and slowly walked into the quiet tent, until he walked to the tent, everything was calm and calm.

Han Chuang stood at the door, lowered his voice and said, "Jiangxue, are you awake?"

No one answered.

Han Chuang raised his voice and said, "Lin Jiangxue, are you awake?"

There was still no answer, not even a movement that represented the presence of someone.

Han Chuang and Liu Qingfu glanced at each other, Gu saw the anxiety in each other's eyes, and without hesitation, Han Chuang opened the tent curtain.

The tent was empty.

There seems to be light, not bright, but it is indeed a trace of light, Lin Jiangxue somehow, felt the light skimming her eyelids, even if she couldn't open her eyes yet, but the feeling was so clear and natural.

There was a "snap", like a stone falling beside him.

Lin Jiangxue finally opened her eyes and was surprised to find that she was in a cave. The cave has three walls, and one passage spreads outward, and the edge is not visible, and the top of the head is not sealed, revealing a piece of sky, and the light is shining through this exposed gap.

The so-called sound of stones falling to the ground is actually the sound of water droplets, because the cave is high enough, so the sound of water drops is also exceptionally clear, as if stones are falling to the ground.

Lin Jiangxue is sure that this is a cave dug by hand, and the reason is very simple: the ground under her feet is composed of stone slabs, although the parts that meet the soil are a little uneven, but that is only the result of years of precipitation, and at the beginning, it must have been dug by another person.

There was a stone couch not far from her, and Lin Jiangxue herself did not sleep on it, and when she woke up, she found herself lying on a bed made of straw - if this could still be called a bed.

There is a stone table not far to the right of the stone couch, and there are two stone benches next to it, both the stone table and the stone bench, which seem to be inlaid on the floor.

Lin Jiangxue once read this kind of layout in ancient books, whether it is a stone table or a stone bench, it is carved from a whole stone, to carve such a table and chair, if there is unremitting processing over the years, it is only with a divine weapon.

Obviously, Lin Jiangxue is inclined to the latter.

There was a person sitting on the stone bench, wearing a gray robe stained with dust and stone chips, with his back to Lin Jiangxue, unable to see his face clearly, Lin Jiangxue guessed that he was the owner of the cave, which seemed to be logical, except for her in the cave, there was only the person sitting on the stone bench.

This man is not tall, and he is not in the way, sitting on a stone bench, as if he is vain and weak. His head drooped slightly, as if he were bowing his head in contemplation.

"Hey, who are you?" Lin Jiangxue asked, a crisp voice echoing in the cave, but there was no response, the man was still sitting quietly on the stone bench, without any intention of turning around.

He looks like a lifeless sculpture.

Lin Jiangxue moved her hands and feet, and found that her hands and feet did not feel sluggish, indicating that she had not been cut off or tied up, but she felt weak, and her true qi seemed to be pressed into the dantian.

Could it be the legendary sealing?," she thought.

Sealing is not a mysterious thing, it is more or less a means of restricting opponents, but among all the methods, sealing is the most worthless one.

Thinking about it, it is not difficult to speculate that even if I can seal you, you will definitely be able to subdue you, since I have already subdued you, then why seal you?

Therefore, it is not so much a means of restricting opponents as a method of punishment, specifically punishing some children of the sect who make mistakes.

However, in recent years, the major sects have also replaced the seal with a face wall, just because once a person is sealed, let alone use true qi, it is impossible to even cultivate true qi, isn't this delaying cultivation?

Therefore, the sealing technique is gradually forgotten, and Lin Jiangxue can know that it is also because although the Qingfeng Pavilion is not of high grade, it has been established for a long time, and there are many similar ancient books in the sect, and it is inevitable that some things about sealing are mentioned.

She struggled to stand up, pacing slowly closer to the gray-robed man, and whispered as she went, "Hey, can you say something?"

Only her own voice echoed in the air, and as for the gray-robed man sitting on the stone bench, he never moved—as if he was dead.

Lin Jiangxue walked behind her, feeling a cold air eroding her body, like a cold hand, drilling into her heart, weighing the weight of her heart.

She shuddered, took two steps back, and after a while came to her senses, and whispered, "Can you say something!"

There was no response, and she couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

This is also reasonable, when she was in Yunzhou, she was the princess of the Lin family in Yunzhou, the first beauty in Yunzhou, and was sought after by the entire Yunzhou;

This also developed her self-centered character, and she was suddenly snubbed at the moment, of course, a little annoyed. She stretched out her hand and put it on the shoulder of the gray-robed man, and even the moment her palm touched the gray-robed robe, she exclaimed.

"This!"

She retracted her hand like lightning, and her eyes stared at the back of the gray-robed man in disbelief, panicked and frightened. After a while, she slowly moved to the front of the gray-robed man, and finally affirmed that the person on the stone bench could no longer be called a human.

It was a dead man's skeleton, a skeleton.

Under the moonlight, the skeleton was smeared with a layer of silver light, an inexplicable gloomy, inexplicable eerie atmosphere, enveloping the entire cave.

Lin Jiangxue couldn't help but retreat and fell on the stone couch, and at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the cave—indifferent, cold footsteps.

Footsteps don't have any feelings, but Lin Jiangxue heard the feelings, and she understood that it was not the steps that had this kind of feeling, but the people who made this kind of footsteps, and only then did they have this feeling.

Lin Jiangxue's face flashed for a moment of panic, but the quality of the first disciple of Qingfeng Pavilion was not just talking, she quickly regained her composure, and tiptoed back into the straw pile, closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep.

Soon, the footsteps were approaching, Lin Jiangxue could clearly feel that someone was approaching her, she didn't dare to open her eyes, she could only sense the opponent's actions by feeling, the opponent was getting closer and closer to her, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at a position very close to her.

Without the heat that humans should have, Lin Jiangxue felt a cold current, like a sharp cold blade, as if cutting through her skin.

She didn't dare to open her eyes even more, so she could only continue to keep it as it was—disguise, and hoped that her opponent would not remove the disguise that wore her, but no one was a fool.

"Open your eyes, I know you're awake. A deep male voice sounded in his ears, this voice was originally easy to arouse people's affection, but listening to Lin Jiangxue's ears, there was a chilling feeling, as if the person next to him was not a person, but an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, as if it was not a human voice, but the humming tremor of the iceberg.