The four of them picked up speed and continued their journey north, finally reaching the edge of the Sand Mill.

As far as the eye can see, the boundless fine sand stretches forward overwhelmingly, as if the sky at the end of the field of vision is also enveloped in it.

Ying Zheng jumped off the horse, stepped on the thin yellow sand, and took a few steps forward, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Is this vast desert magnificent?

Glorious!

It is another kind of beauty that nature presents.

Different from the birds and flowers in the field, different from . The waves in the sea are magnificent, and although there is no life, there is no lack of vitality, and there is a faint atmosphere of ancient mystery, which makes people want to go in and find out.

The unknown is mysterious, and it is also the most curious.

Wu Chan and the other three also jumped off the horse and came to Yingzheng's side.

"How did you feel when you saw the desert for the first time?" Wu Chan also looked into the distance and asked.

"I want to go in and lie down in the sand and roll around a few times, and then make a few different kinds of sand." Ying Zheng said what he really thought.

"Huh." Wu Chan covered his lips lightly and smiled, "Then I'll accompany you."

"Okay." Ying Zheng replied with a smile.

Then the two of them straightened their clothes, tightened their cuffs and shoes, and walked together towards a sand dune.

"Don't go far." The sound of a thumb came from behind.

"Got it!" Wu Chan waved his hand back and responded loudly.

Zhehuai leaned in front of his thumb and whispered, "Aren't we going to follow?"

"Let them go." The corner of his thumb smiled, "This is the marginal area, there is no danger, besides, ......"

Besides, he didn't say.

Zhehuai also snickered as if he understood.

Ying Zheng accompanied Wu Chan to the top of the sand dune, looking into the sky, where the yellow sand and the blue sky meet, as if there was a gentle cloud, smiling and stretching its arms to them, under the reflection of the sunset, the red halo and the yellow mangs blended with each other, weaving a gorgeous and slightly poignant picture.

"It's beautiful." Wu Chan unconsciously admired.

"yes." Ying Zheng did not continue to walk forward, but sat on the sand dune, "Since it is beautiful, let's sit down and look at it for a while."

"Hmm." Uzen's answer was gentle, and the movement of sitting down was soothing.

The two of them sat like this, admiring the fleeting beauty left by the setting sun.

"Uzen." I don't know how long it took, Ying Zheng called softly.

"Hmm."

Ying Zheng paused and said, "I don't know why, I wish time had stopped forever in this moment."

Wu Chan was suddenly stunned, and after a few breaths, he turned his gaze to Ying Zheng and asked softly, "You, do you really think so too?"

"Also?" Ying Zheng frowned, smiled and asked, "Why, you think so too?"

Wu Chan nodded slightly, and then turned his eyes to the sky: "If time stands still, then the beautiful scenery in front of you can be preserved forever, and all kinds of strife in the world will stop, and ......."

And what, Wu Chan did not say it.

"And ......," Ying Zheng looked at Wu Chan's beautiful face, "We can lean together forever and enjoy this most beautiful view."

A flush suddenly infected the root of Wu Chan's ears, and I don't know what kind of shy expression she has at this moment.

"Ignore you." Uchan got up directly, stepped over the dunes, and ran forward.

"Hey, you wait." Yingzheng got up and chased after him, "Don't run far."

At this time, I saw Wu Chan stop, squatted down, grabbed a handful of yellow sand with both hands, and turned his head to Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng was caught off guard, Kankan only blocked his eyes with his arm, and stumbled under his feet and slipped to the ground.

Suddenly, from head to toe, Yingzheng was covered with yellow sand.

"Hahaha......" Wu Chan smiled and leaned back.

The laughter was hearty and crisp, like heaven in the wilderness

reverberates.

Ying Zheng quickly wiped the yellow sand off his face, and dusted off the sand on his body and head.

Looking at Yingzheng's rather embarrassed appearance, Wu Chan laughed and grimaced.

"Yes, you." Ying Zheng also grabbed a handful of yellow sand and raised it over.

Wu Chan was naturally on guard, and he turned around and dodged.

Ying Zheng stood up, grabbed another handful of yellow sand and chased after him: "Don't run!"

The two of them frolicked and frolicked like this.

Looking at the thumbs and Zhehuai of the two of them from a distance, they also laughed along.

"Not to mention, they're pretty right." Zhehuai muttered with a smile.

"Yes, it seems that the marriage of the Lord has come to an end." Thumb sighed in relief.

Zhehuai couldn't help but sigh and said, "This girl inherits the throne, it's not good, it's not easy to find her in-laws. The young men of the clan always feel that their status is unequal and unworthy of the queen, and that there is nothing too suitable for a foreign prince or the like."

"Not really." Thumb pursed his lips and said, "Your cousin, you're too picky, we think it's about the same, she can't even look at it."

It turned out that Zhehuai was Wu Chan's cousin, and he should also be a member of the exquisite royal family, and his status must be very high.

Zhehuai said helplessly, "That's right, we've been worrying about this matter a lot in the past few years. Uncle Thumb, you are also a highly respected person in our royal family, and your status is second only to the Great Elder, you see that if the two of them are really happy with each other, then what should we do next?"

"Marry her off, and you will take the throne." Thumb quipped.

"Don't be funny, before Uchan took over, you asked me to take over the throne, and I refused then, let alone now." Zhehuai said.

"Well......," Thumb sighed, and said, "Then it seems that this thing still can't be done, they can't be far away from each other, and they can't see each other all year round."

"And what do you say?" Zhehuai frowned slightly, and he had no idea.

Thumb pondered for a moment and said, "Do you remember what King Qin said that day?"

"Which one?" Zhehuai asked.

"He said that if one day, after the Essence is invaded by the Yellow Sand, the environment here becomes unlivable, then Great Qin welcomes our entire clan to migrate over at any time." Thumb said.

"Of course I do." "But that's still a long way off."

"Nope." Thumb shook his head rather heavily, and said, "According to the records, the spread of the Sand Mill has been growing slowly, and my grandfather, your great-grandfather, when he was young, once led people to calculate that within three hundred years, the essence will be invaded by yellow sand, and within four hundred years, it will be completely submerged."

"That's the conclusion that it didn't increase the rate of spread, and now, more than sixty years have passed."

"The way out of the Ghost Cave Clan, we have to think about it, maybe it will be too late to find a way when the time comes."

A look of melancholy surged into the corners of Zhehuai's eyes, and he asked in a rather heavy tone, "Time is so short?"

"Yes, I've been secretly glad these days that Huaxia didn't come after two hundred years, if that's the case, maybe all he found was a ruin." Thumb said with a gloomy face, "And if we don't seize the opportunity now, in another hundred and ten years, it is impossible to say who will be in power in Huaxia, who can ensure that he will take in our descendants?"

"Hmm." Zhehuai nodded and said, "What Uncle said is indeed true, if you want to come to our Ghost Cave Clan, we have migrated here, and there is nothing to be reluctant to, and the core of the ancestral training is to cooperate with Huaxia to do something big, but it's just ......."

"It's just that those powerful people in the clan and the people in the city can really give up their existing wealth and migrate with the entire clan." Thumb said.

"Not bad." Zhehuai nodded.

"This matter, I'll go to those old guys to talk about, it's a matter of the whole clan, and the ghost is in the same vein, and there is still some weight in speaking

of." Thumb said quite firmly.

"It's best this way, with you coming forward, things should be

It's not going to be hard to solve." Zhehuai said, "But let's discuss it with Wuchan first."

"Not yet." Thumb shook his head and said, "We'll talk about it when we meet those old guys."

"Okay."

The two people on this side were talking about the big things in the clan, and the two people on the other side were also having a good time.

Wu Chan, who seemed to be a little tired, first sat down, and then fell on the yellow sand, panting heavily: "Truce, truce."

Ying Zheng also sat down not far from her, looked at Wu Chan's rather embarrassed appearance, and laughed hehehe: "Look at your current appearance, how can you still look like a queen."

Wu Chan squinted his eyes and glanced at Ying Zheng: "Look at your gray face, where do you still look like a monarch."

"You are like a woman fleeing from the famine." Ying Zheng said.

"You're like a bandit who has lost a battle." Wu Chan does not follow the Tao.

The two of them were tired and didn't want to move, but they didn't admit defeat.

After a few verbal fights, the two looked at each other, and then laughed again.

After running in the desert for a while, he naturally felt thirsty, Yingzheng took out his water bladder, and was about to take a sip, but found that Wuchan did not carry a water bladder, so he handed over the water bladder in his hand: "Drink some water."

Uchan just glanced at it, and then reached over to catch the water bladder.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, chance or coincidence, Wu Chan's palm was directly held on the back of Ying Zheng's hand.

The moment the two different skins touched, it seemed that thousands of thunderbolts struck the bodies of the two people at the same time from that contact point.

And what throbbed more strongly than the tingling sensation was the heartbeat of the two of them, and the pulse that carried the electricity throughout the body.

Wu Chan quickly withdrew his arm, but it did not reduce the slightest numbness, suppressing the heart rate that was beating wildly.

Both of them were stunned, as if they were stone sculptures for a long time.

After a long time, Wu Chan broke the silence at this time: "Brother Ying."

"Huh?"

"You've given you so many things, and I want to give you some too." Uzen said.

"What is it?" Ying Zheng asked curiously.

"If I don't tell you, I'll know when I get back."

"Okay." Ying Zheng suppressed the curiosity in his heart, looked at Wu Chan and said, "We've been out for a long time, and it's time to go back."

"Okay." Wu Chan turned over and stood up, and without waiting for Yingzheng, he walked in the direction where his thumb was.

Ying Zheng also quickly got up and followed.

I've had enough of playing, it's time to do some political work.

Thumb took Ying Zheng around to survey the landform, and then took him into several caves dug by the ghost hands before, and also went to see the passage of the long-sealed fire eye.

Except for a pile of stones, nothing can be seen.

Ying Zheng thought of this before he came.

"Uncle Thumb, the Superior Ancestor, how did you know that this grinding disc of sand was spinning?" Ying Zheng asked.

"In the past, a lot of flagpoles were buried in the desert and on the edges." Thumb said, "And as you scout here, you'll find that more flagpoles have gone deep into the desert, and their orientation has changed."

"I see." Ying Zheng said, "Then can we go and have a look?"

"Okay, from there, we can go straight back." Thumb said.

Led by Thumb, the four of them came to a flagpole, only to see that it was already a little crooked, and I don't know how deep it was buried underneath.

"Originally, these flagpoles could be used as boundary markers of national borders, but these flagpoles are constantly being encroached upon by yellow sand, which means that the exquisite national borders are shrinking more and more, and the land is getting smaller and smaller." The thumb sighed.

Like the three exquisite people, a sad face appeared on Ying Zheng's face.

It's time to read it, and the four of them follow

That is, we embarked on the return journey.

It's just that Ying Zheng and Wu Chan both looked in the direction where they had played together from time to time, and they had their own thoughts in their hearts.