Why do you keep looking?

At this moment, the desert wind and sand are very noisy, the blue and clean sky is across the world, under the vast desert, the fine sand particles are blown in the air by the wind, and it is home wherever it falls.

The small figure of Dongtian walked farther and farther, becoming a vague blue dot in the sight of the two, and they looked at it from a distance, until the Suzaku who had succumbed to the big array opened his eyes.

Calmly gazing at the cave that approached.

Suzaku struggled to stand upright, stared at Dong Tian standing in front of him, and then spread his fiery red wings and raised his head and let out a cry that shook the heavens!

The flaming red feathers that fell one after another swayed in the air with the wind and sand, and the Suzaku swooped down. At this moment, Dongtian suddenly turned around, and his body was suddenly obscured by the wrapped wings.

"Yuanji, I believe in you, with my life ......

He muttered these words, and then Suzaku swallowed them in one gulp, while Hai Yu and Chisato watched the scene in shock.

And Suzaku's eyes seemed to change in an instant, and the eyes full of beastly nature suddenly became extremely soft and full of brilliance.

Hai Yan was surprised and said, "Won't I be swallowed by that old king in the future?"

Chisato teased in a leisurely tone, "Eat yourself." He approached and patted Hai Yan's belly, "Remember to eat more, it's white and fat, I guess it's good for you to touch Lao Wang Ba."

He slapped his hand away with an uneasy look on his face, muttering, "you."

Chisato smiled and said, "It's time to go, there are sentry spies from Yama Island around this big array, and staying for a long time will not be good for you and me."

Naturally, she turned behind him and leaned on his back with her legs raised.

Chisato slapped him on the thigh and asked, "What are you doing?"

The sea swallowed and said, "You carried me, you sent it over, do you want me to walk back by myself? I'm not as fast as you."

Chisato rolled her eyes and muttered, "I found out that you are really an ancestor."

Hai Yu was not taboo, he opened his mouth and answered: "Thank you for the care of your good grandson."

Chisato grabbed his leg and warned, "I can tell you, don't be unforgiving."

The sea swallowed Qianli's neck generously, and said unceremoniously, "You recognize yourself."

Qianli shook his head helplessly, and then galloped quickly in the other direction of the desert, and the wind and sand stepped on along the way flew up under the huge full force, splashing the sea on his face.

This is clearly revenge!

Swallowing the sand, he hurriedly shouted, "Eh, you forgot to take the Vermilion Feather!"

Chisato had long since put on a cloth that covered his mouth and nose, and he replied in the whirring wind, "It's long gone on Suzaku."

He squinted to avoid the sand hitting his face, and he shouted, "Where is that?"

"In one person."

Chisato said and stared ahead, which was the direction that the Cana warriors had set out from the right court of the desert.

The sea devoured his face with the sand, and he forced his mouth to open his mouth and shout, "Who?"

Thousands of miles of people on their backs galloped endlessly, the rainbow-like sunset shone from afar, and the fine sand in the sky was touched by the sun, dyed with a brilliant golden halo. And the flying sand rolling up on both sides behind them was constantly thrown high, like a sandstorm in the desert, hitting the end of the road.

Chisato replied loudly in the pace of chasing the scorching sun.

"Bříggood!"

The fine wind and sand crashed against the tent, and the thin cloth fluttered in the sound of dripping. Like the sound of a long rain, the thick scent of mare's milk in the tent became damp.

The fishy smell has a faint sweetness in it, as if it has been rubbed into the sand, and it is also contained in the mouth.

Burigood lay bare-chested on a gloomy wolfskin blanket, the fur beneath him was soft and smooth, and the smell of ghee lingered in the air, bringing a thousand miles of comfort to the touch.

The rough fingers circled the lychee-like back, and Jiaohe whispered softly, "Hmm."

He lay on Burigood's chest, like a obedient cat with his eyes closed

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The serenity of Bříggood, who listened to his small baby-like breathing, and his long eyelashes hung from his closed eyelids, turned from insolence to rare doting.

"Judging by the footprints, this army is in the tens of thousands." Burigood's voice was soft, and his big hands rubbed Jiaohe's back, "Did you hear that?"

Jiaohe turned his face sideways, he liked the full muscles of Burigood, and that sense of security was like a wide sky, and he was the only one in the inclusive world.

"The samurai of the Atrium have all died in Echo Valley, and it doesn't take much to defeat them." Jiaohe toyed with Burigood's fingers like a mischievous bear child, "We may not be able to catch up with these Canadians."

Burigood suddenly grabbed his hand, clasped it with his five fingers, and dragged the man to his shoulder with ease.

Jiao He was awakened by this sudden savagery, and he sighed in his tone, "What are you doing?"

Břigood smiled flirtatiously, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you do?"

Jiao He tilted his head slightly, his cheeks flushed all night, and he asked again in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

With a snort, Burigood grabbed the man like a sudden wind, and took him into his arms.

"Tease me?" He gently scraped Jiaohe's chin with the tip of his nose, "Is it fun?"

Jiaohekou exhaled hot breath, and a thin sweat oozed from his back, and he lowered his eyes and said with charm: "You are the most powerful warrior in the desert, how dare I play tricks in front of you."

Burigood raised his head slightly, his fierce eyes seemed to be a wolf who had found a weak point, he slowly pursued, his thin lips kissed Jiaohe's chin, and then whispered, "In hindsight, you are more cunning than Zheng Guoren."

The strange tingling and itching made Jiaohe gasp, and he couldn't help but exhale a breath of heat, and his body shivered after it.

"Isn't that in your hands?" Jiaohe's eyes were blurred, like a mist luring his prey closer, "You...... Don't like it?"

This word of teasing made Burigood lean back slightly, and then stretched his neck and kissed Jiaohe's lips fiercely!

His teeth tugged at the corners of Jiaohe's mouth, his breath was full of wild moans, his big hands wrapped around each other, his chest against his chest, and he hugged each other unpassionately. The tip of the tongue poked out of the lips, and the hanging brushes were crystal clear, and all that was pulled out were hidden selfish desires.

But there is also love that is about to come out.

Burigood loosened his lips but did not let go of his teeth, he rubbed his lips and said indistinctly, "The deeper you seduc, the more fierce I will chase."

Jiaohe lowered his eyes, his waist was held up, and at this moment there was an illusion of floating in the clouds.

Suddenly the head fell.

The ruddy lips touched lightly like raindrops falling on the cornices, but the sound of the lapping rain fell into Burigood's eyes.

"You're so enjoyable." The river touched little by little, and then looked at Burigood, "Did I escape?"

The rough hand gently brushed the hair in front of Jiaohe's forehead, and Burigood wanted to take a good look at Jiaohe's appearance.

A long time ago, he had seen Jiaohe in the right court of the desert when he was a child, and at that time he had been promised an oath of wind and sand, so his father could only politely refuse the king's kindness.

They had missed out at the most innocent age, and they didn't even have to be friends. Just because at that time he was just the son of a samurai, and Jiaohe was a noble prince.

The noble royal family lived in tents of gold, while the samurai lived only on horseback and scimitars.

He was a cloud he couldn't touch.

"I've been chasing with all my might, but I thought I wouldn't be able to catch up." "But you're at my side."

He hugged Jiaohe tightly, and his big strong hands seemed to hold the clouds in his dreams.

"There's still a long way to go." Jiaohe patted Burigood on the back comfortingly, "We must save the desert atrium first."

Burigood let go of his hand, he looked at the river, and said, "My man and the scimitar will be at your service."

Jiaohe put his arm around Burigood's shoulder, and slowly approached his cheek and kissed him gently

Parting, his hand gently caressed the back of the other's neck, and then chuckled and said, "I should put a chain on you and drag you around."

Břigood smiled noncommittally and said, "The dog is the one who ties the chain."

Jiaohe shook his head playfully, he stroked the other party's chest, and said, "It's a wolf that I'm tethering."

Břígood took his hand, and the two kissed again, and when their lips parted, they noticed the light shining through the tent.

As he got up and dressed, he said, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, I think the Canadians must be stuck on the road right now."

Jiao He's neck was stamped with the tooth marks left by last night's madness, and he covered the wounds left by Gentle with his armor, saying, "Is it because of the sandstorm?"

The red feathers on Břigood's chest swayed, and he brushed away his long rough hair, tied his scimitar around his waist, and said, "It's autumn, and the sandstorm blows from the left court at this time of the year. From the left court to the atrium to the right court. Ang Qin said that no monster can march in a sandstorm no matter how powerful it is, I'm pretty sure."

Burigood put on his burqa, and Jiaohe stepped forward to tidy it up for him, saying, "Then we can't take the road of the ancient riverbed, and we can go straight to the atrium by crossing the hunting grounds of the old horse races, which is faster."

Burigood nodded in agreement, and the sound of horses' hooves on the sand suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"King! There's something new!"

Jiaohe and Burigood looked at each other, and then came out of the tent together.

When the samurai saw Jiaohe, he swallowed dry saliva, and he hurriedly said, "I patrolled the nearby path and found new footprints."

Brzygood immediately asked, "Which path?"

The samurai pointed in the general direction behind him and said, "That used to be the trade route used to be taken by the merchants of Zheng Guo. But merchants generally walk in horse-drawn carriages, and I found many footprints."

Jiaohe rubbed his fingers, stared at the person with his eyes and asked, "How many people?"

With beads of sweat on his eyebrows, the samurai guessed, "There are about tens of thousands of people, all human footprints, and there are no horseshoe prints." Z.br>

Břigood's brow furrowed, and he pondered, "The fact that a night of wind and sand can cover their footprints means that these people have just passed there last night."

The samurai nodded yes.

Jiaohe looked in the direction that the samurai had pointed in before and said, "With a scale of tens of thousands of people, only Cana has so many people now. But if they want to go to the atrium, there are a lot of sand dunes to climb on this road, and it is the most difficult road to walk."