Sand Eagle City sits on the water's edge, with the Emerald River flowing down to the east and a narrow tributary meandering to the west at the foot of the city walls, bringing life to this flat land.

Xiulin still remembers the endless green grass outside the city when she was a child, like waves of water, and the snow-white sheep hiding in the waves, like big white flowers. At that time, she stood with the priest on the wall facing the north, and felt that the whole world was stretching from under her feet.

Bright sunlight shines across the earth, and at the end of the earth is a terrifying and fascinating unknown.

Returning to Sand Eagle City again, it seems that everything has changed.

Under the dark canopy of no moonlight, only the towers of the city walls were still lit with dazzling firelight, the evening wind stirred the flames, and the river under the city walls reflected the changing red starlight. In the night, Xiulin couldn't see the green grass of the past, and she smelled the smell of burning, so strong, even though she was still standing by the river at the moment.

The torches of the guards traveled like fireflies through the top of the wall, and a drawbridge crossed a tributary of the Emerald River, the closest way to Sand Eagle City. However, the defense of Sand Eagle City is one of the best in the entire Rebelo Desert, and the valuable territory seized by the Sand Eagle Tribe is not allowed to be relaxed in the slightest. Nor did she use any lighting tools, she watched the moving fire, and slid silently into the river while the guards circled behind the tower.

Sand Eagle City has plenty of water, but the Emerald River and its tributaries do not pass through the city, and there are small canals dug under the walls to make it easier to get water. Xiulin tied her boots around her waist and swam lightly across the river. Find the nearest canal she remembers. Poking her head out, she took a deep breath, and felt the rock wall at the edge of the narrow entrance, and in the darkness she passed through the aqueduct through the ramparts. The low palm trees by the canal drooped fan-like leaves, and Xiulin emerged from the water, and the cool air seemed to pour directly from the top of her head, and her whole body became cold.

Perhaps, it was not only the low temperature of the night that made her feel cold, but also the darkness that enveloped the entire desert city. She remembers that people used to light torches along the roadside. There was some warmth in the city. But tonight's Sand Eagle City. Even the low houses had no light, like a dead city.

Originally, I didn't expect to be a qiē shun lì.

Xiulin thought with a little self-deprecation, the outline of the city was still clearly left in her mind, but the feeling of her hometown, the atmosphere of the city. But there is no taste of nostalgia. That's fine. If it's bright in town. If you're not careful, you'll be exposed.

Xiulin has a family in this city.

It's just that since becoming the "prophet" of the Sand Eagle tribe, her relationship with her family is no longer the same as before. Occasionally, when she saw her parents and younger siblings, she could only hear respectful greetings under the noses of the priests. After getting used to it, she became less concerned, even if it was a family member, it was no different from ordinary clansmen. When she returned to Shaying City this time, Xiulin didn't want to see her family at all, she thought about how to get the most reliable news in the fastest time.

The people of Sand Eagle City must know about the "Fire Phoenix Lord", and even the people in the small village have received the order of the "Fire Phoenix Lord", and it is impossible for this conspicuous city to be let go. However, Xiulin didn't knock on any doors, she wrung out her clothes under the cover of the leaves to avoid water stains on the ground, and then walked briskly along the wall to the largest building in Sand Eagle City.

It's been seven years......

The towering castle still stands as it once was, surrounded by fire towers that illuminate three roofs painted in the shape of golden hazelnuts. Recalling what she looked like when she used to live here, Xiulin couldn't help but sigh silently. It was the castle of the priests, who were the rulers of the Sand Eagle tribe, and the other Quiling tribes were controlled by religious leaders. When she was a child, she felt that the castle was like a labyrinth, but now it seems that it is just a relatively large earthen house.

She deftly climbed the wall and entered the castle through the glassless window, and if her memory of seven years ago was any good, it was the corridor near the study, which was usually unguarded. Of course, if she's unlucky, she might meet a priest studying in the middle of the night. No, if you meet a lone priest, you should say that you are very lucky-Xiu Lin hid the magic secret weapon pistol "Gemini Star Charm" under her knee-length short skirt, and she wanted to control a priest, which was very simple.

But there was no one in the study. Xiulin climbed up a folded staircase to the second floor. The various corridors of different widths in the castle were still as complicated as before, and Xiulin thought that she didn't remember, but when she touched the walls of the castle, she vaguely remembered it again.

Yes, in those years, most of the time, she could only stay in this castle, and she walked almost all the stairs and aisles in the castle. However, although the castle is still the castle of the past, this lifeless atmosphere still makes Xiulin suspicious.

The cold thought that suddenly swept through her mind made Xiulin's heart tighten suddenly--Could it be, Sand Eagle City has been controlled by the "Fire Phoenix Lord", don't the priests live here? Xiulin remembered that in the past, even in the middle of the night, the priests would not all fall asleep.

A rush and rhythm of footsteps rang out. Xiulin instinctively flashed into a nearby aisle, crouched against the wall, and touched the cool handle of the gun under the hem of her skirt. By the way, there was no Jingwei in this castle before, and the people in the city respected the priests very much, and would never trespass into the castle without permission, and some were just servants of the priests.

But the person who ran as far as her eye could see was clearly Jingwei wearing leather armor and holding a weapon. The leather armor and weapons were different, but what was the same was the solemn expression on their faces and the steady and powerful stride that only a trained warrior could have. Xiu Lin couldn't even hold her breath, and she sensed a hint of killer indifference and determination in these people.

Since it was also dark in the castle, the torch in Jingwei's hand did not illuminate the corners of the narrow aisle and missed Xiulin. After getting up, Xiulin moved her steps a little and moved towards the higher room. If she was right, if the castle, the city, was no longer in the hands of the old priests, then that room would have been—

There is no Jingwei at the door of the room.

In Xiulin's memory, this room was like a conference room, a meeting place for the priests. As a child, she used to sit in a seat behind the curtain and quietly listen to the long sermons of the priests. It's like a sign of power in Sand Eagle City. Xiulin approached the black-gold door and listened silently to the movement inside the door.

There was no movement, not even the sound of breathing. However, Xiulin suddenly felt as if a lightning bolt had pierced her, and for a while, her body was completely frozen, and her prudent thinking was interrupted, and her mind was blank.

There is no sound, but there is the breath of the original magic!(To be continued......