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The trumpet of contention gradually faded, and the Isana Desert gradually returned to its former slackness

On Coconut Island, children are running and playing in the shade, with sweet smiles on their faces. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 For these children in the desert, the happy childhood of the novel is that the fathers no longer go on expeditions, the mothers no longer shed tears, and the families are no longer broken. Three meals a day are guaranteed. Now, this life has become a reality. So the smile on their face is the joy and joy of their hearts.

In front of the cabin surrounded by palm trees, there are two long bamboo chairs. Isana and Naya lay side by side, enjoying the rare cool time at dusk.

In the two months after the unification of the Sand tribe, Ishana was helped by the elders of the two tribes. Gradually, the lives of the clansmen were stabilized. And Naya's help to her was to wipe out all the remnants of the Kosling Emperor who invaded the desert in the desert, and even those troops who had withdrawn in a hurry were beaten to an area hundreds of miles away from the desert. After the offensive of the Koslindi team in the desert was thwarted. There was no larger attack than before, and the Sand Clan gained valuable recovery time.

However, the things that happened in the Holy Land were like an indelible cloud that had been coiling around Ivina's heart. What kind of mission does the Flame Knights have? Who is the new king? When will the war really end? Where will the Sand Clan go? The young patriarch was confused.

"Sister, do you know that your heart is like a cloud on the horizon, and if you let the wind blow it away, it won't wet your heart. Naya looked at the distant sky and said suddenly.

"Sister Yuya, do you know how to read.

"Nope. Naya smiled, "I have a strange feeling. Today's you seem to be very similar to me at some point. So, I understand how you feel. But when it all came to pass, I learned to enjoy the breezy days. Because I understand that once this scenery is missed. I want to find a chance to make up for it, but I don't know when I have to wait until after all. The weather in the desert will change when it is said."

"I'm afraid the weather will change," Isana smiled. "Now, I can only hope that guy is back soon. ”

"Rosan?" Naya laughed. "Your tolerance and kindness have earned you a true warrior. I am sure he will be the pride of Isana in the future."

Her pun made Isana blush. "Sister, what are you talking about, I hope he will come back soon, because I want him to help me deal with the affairs of the Sand Clan, and at the same time deal with future changes. The Kosling Empire has been too quiet lately. It was so quiet that I felt a little uneasy. ”

"Perhaps, they are making strategic adjustments, so they have stopped the operation here for the time being. However, the vast desert is the strongest barrier for the Sands, so you don't have to worry too much about the future. Naya reassured, "And." Won't your Rousanne be back in two months? Can't you wait for such a short time?"

Ishana stopped arguing, closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, intently enjoying the cool evening breeze. With a happy smile on his face. After Rosang led his troops into the Valley of Flames. She had been to see him. The moment she saw him, she couldn't help but shed tears. After a long period of scorching flames, day after day of trials, he became as thin as a skeleton.

"Patriarch, as long as Rosang is not dead, he will definitely return with the Flame Knights, don't worry," he promised her, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes. Maybe. Love began at that moment, dry and thin Rosan. It seemed much more comfortable in her eyes. Blaze wiped out the impurities in this man's body, leaving behind a shining heart.

"Sister, have you ever had a beloved?" Isana asked suddenly.

Naya pondered her question quietly. Gradually, I felt a pain in my heart. in the sky. A juggling point swooped down on her, fluttering and stopping on her shoulder, rubbing against her coquettishly.

"Black Hawk, you're running around again. Naya stroked it gently.

"I guess there were. After a while, she answered, "But every time I try to think of him, I have a headache and a heartache." Perhaps, forgetting is a good thing for me. ”

"But I still hope that one day you can find your true self again. Isana sighed. She thanked Naya for losing not only her memories, but also her heart.

"I hope so. Naya smiled bitterly.

The forest fell silent for a moment, except for the rustling of the wind through the treetops.

"Patriarch, the Freedom Alliance has information delivered. In addition, the orc envoy asks to see him. "It didn't take long. A female guard hurried to Isana's side and whispered.

"Got it. Isana sat up from her chair. Took a page from the guard. He looked down.

"You bring the orc envoy to the conference hall first."

The guards were ordered to leave.

"Sister Naya, there is good news. Which one do you want to hear first?" Isana smiled.

"Let's start with the good news. I'm afraid that I'll hear the bad news and I'm not in the mood to say something else," Naya sat up as well.

"The good news is that the Central Plains Kingdom has defeated the Koslin Empire army on the Tanzanian Plain. The leading general of the Kosling Empire and dozens of mages. The army of tens of thousands of people was all annihilated by the Knights of Light. ”

"Looks like things are getting better," Naya said. I can't help but be beautiful.

"Yes, we are not alone, the Kosling Empire, which has enemies on all sides, does not seem to be as smooth as it used to be, and it is starting to hit walls everywhere. ”

"Another piece of news?"

"The Koslin Empire is going to make a move against the Dream Clan in the Dream Forest, and the Prince of Arroyo has already led the scorpion army south. ”

"DreamClan?" Naya frowned, "You once told me that this is the oldest race in the Stantin Continent. They are also an indisputable race, so why would the Koslin Empire attack them?"

"Who knows," Isanna said with a wry smile, "this mad dog bites people, and it seems that there is never a pattern." ”

"It doesn't make sense. Naya shook her head. "War has always had a strong purpose, either to seize wealth or to gain power. Either expand the territory. No country will go to war after war in vain, and doing so will only bring itself down. I've been thinking that the Koslin Empire should have been empty long ago, but they have persevered, which is quite doubtful. Perhaps behind the unintelligible style of play, there is some amazing secret hidden, such as their operation against the Dream Clan this time.

"But we can't help much at the moment, so we can only wait and see what happens. "Ishana agrees with Naya's point of view, but with our current strength, it is really difficult to help the Dream Clan.

"However, we got this information. It is believed that the Central Plains Kingdom must have also received information. If the Koslin Empire wants to enter the territory of the Dream Clan, it must pass through the Central Plains Kingdom, and I think General Sun and his Knights of Light will not let them succeed easily. ”

"It's better to be like that. Let's go, let's go meet the orc envoy, I'm worried about whether something will happen to the Silent Wasteland, Naya said.

Something has indeed happened in the Wasteland of Silence. The orc envoy Rutman has brought shocking news: the dark creatures of the Far West are traversing the Sunset Mountains like never before, causing great harm to the various races living in the Wasteland.

"Patriarch, the Sunset Mountains, which have guarded us for thousands of years, are constantly appearing pear cracks. From time to time, the creatures of darkness would emerge from the cracks and kill people on sight, even the livestock. Several of our villages have been destroyed at the hands of these demons. My people had to move farther away from the mountains and send troops to protect the village. Although the situation is not so bad that it is uncontrollable, the entire Silent Wasteland has long been panicked and rumored around. It is said that the barrier of the Sunset Mountains is about to disappear, and that the dark creatures will soon invade Standine in a big way. Lutman's tone was heavy and mournful, revealing an air of despair.

。 Dark creatures, have they only been on the rise recently?" Isana asked.

"Yes. For the annual occurrence of dark creatures, the races of the Wasteland of Silence have detailed records. Ruttman replied.

"Oh?" Naya was a little surprised. "Why record?"

"This is a tradition of the tribes of the Silent Wasteland. Living near the Sunset Mountains, the closest to the dark forces, we have the duty to monitor and destroy the invading dark creatures. For a long time, we have been in an absolute advantage. Therefore, it is rarely mentioned to outsiders to avoid causing panic among the mainland people. But now. The situation is not optimistic, so the various tribes of the Silent Wasteland hold a meeting. Send me to inform you. If we can't resist it, you Sand Clan will suffer first, Rutman explained.

"It seems. There is really a lot of trouble, the prophecy of the ancestors, will it really come true?" Isana sighed softly.

"Envoy, do you need any help from the Sands?" She asked.

Rutman shook his head. "We just want to tell you the news so that you can prepare. The Wasteland of Silence has been our home for generations, and we will do our best to protect it

"On behalf of the Sand Clan, Ishana is grateful for you," Ishana said sincerely, "If there is anything new, let me know as soon as possible." If you need help, don't hesitate to ask. The fight against the dark forces is not only your business, but also the business of the Sand Clan, we live in the same home, and we must do our best to protect it."

"Then I'll take my leave, and hopefully it won't be too bad," Rutman smiled bitterly. Say goodbye and leave.

。 I've never believed in the so-called prophecy, but now I can't help but believe it, Naya sighed.

"yes. It is definitely not a coincidence that what happened in the Holy Land and the current changes in the Silent Wasteland. "The only consolation is that there is a savior in the prophecy. But where are we going to find this new king?"

"When the time comes, maybe he'll show up. Naya comforted, "What we have to do now is to prepare for war with all our might." We can't put our hopes squarely on others. Relying on yourself is the right way

"Understood, sister.

Do you think we should inform the Liberty League of this?"

Naya nodded

"The war of the Koslin Empire is not over yet, and the dark forces are also about to move, how many things will happen to this continent? Where did I come from, and why was I swept into this murky water? Naya thought, feeling even more dazed.

On Ankar Mountain, a beautiful woman dressed in white as snow stood alone in the wind, looking into the distance.

It's a strange woman. Her beautiful face makes the mountains and rivers lose color, her lonely gaze makes the plants and trees sad, and she stands there, as if she perfectly blends with the landscape between heaven and earth. It forms a poignant picture. On the sad face, a faint trace of longing came out from between the eyebrows, and a thousand styles accompanied each other; In the bright autumn waves, a faint sentimentality rose from the bright eyes. It makes people feel a thousand times in the heart.

"Who are you missing? Who is you worth missing like this? Do you know that every time I see you standing alone on the top of the mountain, my heart aches." On the mountainside, a handsome young man looked at her figure and sighed secretly in his heart.

One escape is enough to change a person's life. Before he met her, he was a proud and almost arrogant man. He often felt that none of the women in this world could be worthy of him. However, when she appeared. He realized that he was so wrong that there was a kind of woman among these who could make all the men who saw her fall for him. Crazy about it, he is no exception.

He once thought that she was a goddess given to him by God, but who would have thought that the goddess was as indifferent as an iceberg, always rejecting people thousands of miles away. She doesn't seem to need emotion, care, or warm care, or rather, the door in her heart is only open for one person.

A white shadow flashed across the sky.

The woman in white sighed softly.

When she looked up at the sky again. The whole person changed completely in an instant.

Her complexion was as calm as water, her expression was calm and firm, her eyes were full of confidence, and her whole body exuded a powerful momentum.

At this moment, she is no longer a weak woman who misses her lover. She is the leader of the Celestial Feather Hurricane Knights.

"Commander". With a low cry, the white shadow in the sky descended sharply and landed lightly in front of her. He saluted her.

"Is it all done, Kerry?" She asked.

"It's all done, this is the intelligence gathered in recent days," Kerry nodded. Hand over a piece of information.

She took the information and quietly skimmed through it.

"The Kosling Empire has been a lot more honest lately. Why is that?" After reading the information, she frowned and thought. According to the information in hand, the Koslin Empire has stopped its large-scale military actions against the Sand Tribes and the Central Plains Kingdom after successive setbacks in the Isana Desert and the Tanzan Plain. And to the north. They drove the Iceman to the extreme... After Renhara. The army office stopped the pursuit. In the east, the operation against the Malar side and the Bigong operation has also slowed down. The organizations of the Freedom League in various places have also reported that the Kosling Empire's suppression and destruction of them is no longer as crazy as before.

What kind of undercurrent is hidden under this superficial calm?

"Commander, before I come back, General Lieyang said. Hopefully, the Freedom League will help him find two people. Kerry's words interrupted her musings.

"Oh, who's that?" She looked up in amazement.

Kerry pulled out the portrait that the sun had given him from his bosom.

"I don't know, but he gave me two portraits. ”

The woman took the portrait and gently unfolded it.

The gaze only glanced at the person in the painting. Her complexion suddenly changed, and her body couldn't help but tremble violently.

"No, how is this possible, how is this possible" In the bottom of her heart, a voice moaned weakly, she didn't want to believe her eyes.

But who else but him could paint two portraits like this at the same time?

When a huge surprise strikes, people are often reluctant to believe it and dare not believe it. The subconscious resistance is because of the fear that happiness will come too suddenly and disappear too quickly.

"Are you really here?" Her heart was beating wildly, accompanied by great happiness and sweetness.

How many sleepless dreams suddenly became a reality, when her thoughts traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers. When it was tightly tied to him, that damn fellow actually crossed the vast sea and came here.

"Commander, what's wrong with you?" Kerry looked at her usually calm and calm, and her expression changed dramatically after seeing the portrait, and he couldn't help but ask nervously.

"It's fine. She tried to restrain her emotions, "Is this what General Lieyang gave you personally?"

"So-and-so. Zhili nodded.

"General Lieyang's side, is everything still normal?" She asked.

"It's all normal. But two strange things happened. First, six young men recently kidnapped a young hunter who was about to be executed in the court of Ispur City. I heard that their performance in the court was extremely arrogant and they were dressed very strangely.

They robbed Fachou, and the city of Ispur did nothing against them. Second, General Lieyang said that the advance team sent by the Kosling Empire to the Dream Forest had been cleanly dealt with, but it was not his people who did it. Rather, it was another force against the Kosling Empire. He is trying to get in touch with them. ”

Kerry's words, hearing her beautiful eyes, a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

"It must be him. This bastard, wherever he appears, will set off a storm. She thought with joy in her heart.

"It's the first time I've seen you so happy in my memory," the young man looked at her on the mountainside, and felt even more fascinated.

"Batu, there is a view, you can enjoy it from afar, but you can't expect to have Lun for you. It's such a sight. A deep voice came from behind him. The young man turned back and met Elder Grant's kind gaze.

"Elder, I" met the elders of the clan in such a situation, and the young man looked embarrassed.

"Don't lose yourself in Hyrum's shadow. You have to remember that Bartu is the most outstanding leader of the young generation of the Tianyu Clan, the only remaining dragon slayer warrior in the Stantin Continent today, the creator of legends, a man who stands up to the sky and the earth" Grant has already shown his good impression of Hyrum, and he has realized that Hyrum's indifference has caused him some damage. He hopes that his enlightenment will allow him to come out of the shadows as soon as possible.

In the eyes of the people of the Stantin Continent, the Tianyu Clan, like the Dream Clan, is a mystery-like race. All the memories of this race. Originated from the epic feat known to women and children in the mainland, "slaying the dragon"

In the long years. The evil dragon that lives in the far west has never given up its invasion of the continent of Stantin. Whenever they cross the Sunset Mountains and wreak havoc on the continent, the mysterious Tianyu people will appear to eliminate these evil dragons. Those who have witnessed them fight with the evil dragon will never forget the handsome guys and beauties who flew in the sky with beautiful wings and fought fiercely with the dragon. After the evil dragon is ambushed, the dragon slayer warriors of the Tianyu clan will quietly retreat until the next time the evil dragon appears.

The shocking battles have long been sung in the mainland through bards, and the dragon slaying warriors have also become the greatest warriors in the eyes of the world.

Batu was silent. "yes, every time I meet her cold eyes. will feel how humble she is in front of her, and the once proud, confident, and high-spirited dragon slayer warrior Batu will sink forever in this hopeless relationship?"

Grant continued: "Batuu. In the near future, the Tianyu clan, all races in the continent, will face a very severe test, in fact, it is also an opportunity, an era of heroes to create epics is coming, what to do. Think for yourself."

"Thank you, Elder, that Batu has been taught"

"Dragons are in the Wasteland of Annihilation, they need you," Grant smiled.

"I'll do my job," Batu said. Strode down the mountain.

Looking at the girl on the top of the mountain, and then at the back of Batuu in the distance, Grant's dull mood suddenly improved a little.

"It's really good to be young," he laughed, "for your sake, my old bones are worth it even if they are broken"

Soon, Grant came to the top of the mountain.

"Child, may I share your joy?" He asked with a smile as he walked up behind Hyrum.

"Grandpa Grant," Hyrum turned, "when did you come?"

"A girl immersed in love, where can she hear the twilight footsteps of an old man?" Grant quipped.

Two red clouds suddenly flew on Hyrum's face, and the trees and flowers on her sleeves were illuminated by the bright light on her body.

"Grandpa," Hyrum called, and then lowered his head and said no more.

"Is there any good news for Grandpa?" Grant asked.

"He's probably in the Central Plains," Hyrum replied quietly.

"You mean, Liuyun has arrived on the Stantin Continent?" Grant couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this.

"You can't be wrong. Hyrum said. "I deduced from the information I just got. ”

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