With the help of a faint starlight behind the dark clouds, the group identified the direction and headed all the way south.

Dawn is approaching, and the night is getting darker and darker, like ink, and gradually nothing can be seen clearly.

Everyone ran for half the night, and they were all out of breath, walking deep and shallow, and now they had lost their bearings.

In the violent turbulence, Yang Luo and Xie Yuanyu woke up one after another. But their breath was so weak that they didn't even have the strength to walk on the ground, and they had to rely on someone to support them.

After persevering for a while, a trace of white dawn appeared on the eastern horizon, and dawn finally arrived.

All were exhausted and sat down to rest.

It's dawn, the sun is the nemesis of all the undead, so why don't the damn skeletons dare to make a mistake!

The first rays of dawn cast from the east, making people feel cool all over the body, as if bathed in the breeze, breathing fresh air in the pores of the whole body, and the whole person is fluttering and extremely comfortable.

"What does it smell like?" Su Yunqing snorted.

"Sandalwood." Xining's eyebrows moved.

"Where the hell did the sandalwood come from?"

When people heard this, they were nervous and on guard.

The fragrance is faint and inaudible, and only by concentrating on it can people smell the refreshing dark fragrance. The breeze of the early dawn blew on the tired faces, and all of a sudden, the chaotic thoughts calmed down a lot.

In normal times, it should be a great pleasure to smell such authentic sandalwood, but now, everyone has a cold sweat on their backs.

Now several masters are seriously injured, if this sandalwood is a stranger playing tricks, it must be a bad person.

"First the Blood Sword Saint, then a skeleton, and then someone secretly making trouble. Could it be that we are in danger today? Ye Xingsoul sighed.

"I don't know which fairy is joking with us. Everyone cheered up, we have four Xuangang masters, and even the Blood Sword Saint has been beaten away, and you are afraid of a guy who pretends to be a ghost? Su Yunqing encouraged.

But her words didn't have much effect. The so-called four Xuangang masters sound very majestic, but now they are all gray and dirty, and they need someone to help them walk, and Jiang Chen has not woken up yet. At the moment when the future is uncertain, it is really difficult for people to have the confidence to face the unknown crisis.

Yang Luo suddenly spoke: "Miss Su, how much success have you recovered?" ”

Su Yunqing stretched out two fingers, meaning two percent. "What about you?"

The layer of red on Yang Luo's face never receded, and he said softly: "I only have one percent, not even the fifth order. ”

Everyone was disappointed when they heard this, and looked at Xie Yuanyu with the last bit of hope.

Xie Yuanmu shook his head, his burly body actually needed Ye Xingsoul's support to stand firmly, and sighed: "The Blood Sword Saint's move is so powerful, I'm afraid I won't be able to use force for three days." ”

The disappointment on people's faces turned to despair. Three days seems to be short, but in this desolate northern desert full of dangers, it is enough to make a group die ten times.

Su Yunqing opened her mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but suddenly saw a black spot in the distance out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but say, "Someone is coming!" ”

When people heard the words, they saw that under the red morning sun, a figure from far and near, was rushing here.

In this kind of place, the visitors do not know whether they are friends or foes, and the group is ready to meet the enemy.

As the distance approached, the appearance of the visitors gradually became clear.

It was a slender figure, with its back to the crowd, holding a crimson scimitar, slashing and retreating.

Behind her, the entire mound of yellow sand seemed to writhe, setting off a fierce wind and sand waves that forced her to stumble.

"It looks like a woman."

"She's being hunted by something!"

"What shall we do? Do you want to help her? ”

Several pairs of inquiring eyes were aimed at Su Yunqing, because most of the time it was up to her to make the decision.

Su Yunqing is obviously not a well-known warrior, and when she couldn't even figure out what the enemy was, she immediately waved her hand and said, "Regardless of her, let's withdraw!" ”

Except for Jiang Chen, who was in a coma, everyone agreed with this wise decision, and the group cheered up one after another, spread their legs and ran back.

Hienin glanced back and saw a thick, arthropod-like thing rushing up from the ground and striking the woman hard. The woman was knocked down again and again, but she quickly got up again, the scimitar in her hand glowing a dazzling red, as if she was back in the furnace, reflecting the rising sun and fighting the monster desperately.

"Xiao Ning, let's go!" Su Yunqing urged.

Xining snorted, but hesitated.

Just as the woman with the scimitar inadvertently looked back, Xining caught a stunning divine light. That is the last will of life when it is at the end of its rope!

"Xiao Ning, you-"

"I'm going to save her." Hienin said.

Su Yunqing turned her face to look at her in surprise.

Xining raised her eyes and said firmly: "I am confident that I can save her." ”

"But ......"

"I should save her!" Xining's tone was crisp and firm.

She couldn't tell why she would lend a helping hand to a strange woman, maybe it was the past teachings of the Futu Sect Master, or maybe it was the woman's unyielding eyes that moved her, in short, she would rather be in danger than have any regrets happen in front of her eyes.

"Okay." Su Yunqing let go of the right arm on Xining's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful!" ”

Xining nodded, and as soon as her feet moved, her petite body slid out, several feet away.

Su Yunqing was secretly surprised - although the little girl's hand was a little jerky, she had already revealed her good skills.

When did she get this ability? A few days ago, she was obviously just an ordinary child who was powerless......

The unknown woman was obviously lacking in strength, and the scimitar did not dare to fight the enemy, but fortunately, she was dexterous and escaped the attacks in the yellow sand again and again.

She managed to slash at the opportunity, and this time she actually succeeded, and the enemy splashed blue juice and stained her clothes.

She was wearing a set of silver armor, but when she wore it, it was clearly less murderous and a little more charming.

Xining got closer, and only then did she see the appearance of the enemy of the scimitar woman-

Yellow nails, covered with dark brown patterns, sharp mouthparts, with horns and hundreds of feet—they were huge centipedes, looming and crawling in the yellow sand, making the entire sand slope seem to twist and vibrate.

The hundred-legged insects and the flying sand dancing wildly, purple and black are entangled, which is very conspicuous and terrifying.

The scimitar woman was splashed by the centipede's blue leaf juice, and her body was slightly stunned, and then she saw a long worm burrow out of the ground, throwing her far away, and even the scimitar flew away.

She thought to herself that she was going to die, closed her eyes and waited for the end, when suddenly a gentle flute sound floated in her ears.

Where does the flute sound come from?

The woman opened her eyes in surprise, only to see that many terrible insects in front of her had stopped squirming in a daze as if they had been immobilized. If it weren't for the wind and sand still swirling, the scene in front of me seemed to be frozen in the picture scroll.

The sound of the flute is faint, as if from the distant sky; When you listen carefully, it seems to play directly from your heart, like a light leaf, drifting with the wind.

The woman took a few steps back, broke away from the encirclement of the insects, turned to look, and saw a scene that she would never forget in her life-

A beautiful girl in white walked on the yellow sand. There were elves around her who rejoiced, ethereal songs echoed in the void, and when the wind and sand reached her, they became soft and serene as if they were soothed by the invisible hand.

In an instant, the scimitar woman's mind was blank, and only one thought remained, "Guanyin Bodhisattva ......"

In ancient legends, whenever Guanyin descends, she is surrounded by a tranquil requiem that guides the spirits of the dead and leads them to their path to life......

The girl floated in, and the haunting requiem continued to echo in the deepest part of the soul, not knowing whether it was to extradite the soul of the dead or to comfort her dark and melancholy heart.

"Let's go." The girl stretched out her slender hand, which was as white as jade.

Her smile was dreamy, almost unreal.

The scimitar woman hesitated, she didn't know whether the girl in front of her was a bodhisattva sent by God to save her, or a wonderful dream that was about to die.

Hienin's arm reached over and took her right hand.

The scimitar woman immediately woke up from the requiem spell, realized that she was still not out of danger, and hurriedly grabbed Xining's palm, led by the other party, and walked out of the circle of many long insects step by step.

Xining led her, gradually walked out more than ten zhang away, and then let go of her palm: "It's okay." ”

The scimitar woman sat down on the ground in prostration, gasping for breath, "Thank you...... Thank you Bodhisattva for saving me......"

"No thanks, I'm just saving myself." Xining said softly.

Xining turned around, but saw Su Yunqing staring at her suspiciously.

Xining's lips moved, and just as she was about to explain, she heard Su Yunqing say: "Get out of here first, and then talk about it later." ”

The group continued south, trudging through the desert, which changed terrain from time to time, and soon there was a cry of surprise ahead, and it turned out that they had found an oasis.

A moist breath rushed to the face, making everyone's dry and cracked lips much more comfortable. People rushed to the place where the water was babbling, shouting and drinking from the spring.

Su Yunqing fell at the end, and there was a trace of doubt in her heart, she still remembered the last encounter in the oasis, and felt that this oasis appeared very abruptly, revealing weirdness everywhere.

Suddenly, Yang Luo's gaze glanced over, obviously having the same idea as her. The two exchanged a look, did not step forward, and waited until everyone finished drinking, then took the water bladder and drank a few sips, carefully observing the surroundings.

"Do you think it's strange? Such a nice place, there is no one living in it! Seeing that everyone was a little lazy, Su Yunqing reminded.

"Maybe it's too far north, and the yin qi is heavier."

"There are very few people in this area, because there is nothing of value, and no one wants to come."

Everyone sat down to rest, Su Yunqing knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so they could only go.

At this moment, the scimitar woman, who was washing her wounds at the water's edge, suddenly let out a scream that startled the people.

The scimitar woman's name was Bai Feishuang, and the closest to her was the cuckoo, who stretched his neck and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Feishuang pointed to the reflection in the water and stammered, "Water...... There are ghosts in the water! ”

The cuckoo was also frightened: "Where is it?" ”

"Look at my shadow!"

The cuckoo leaned over and saw the shadow of Bai Feishuang reflected in the water, his face was full of painful expressions, twisted and terrifying like a ghost, and the white flying frost on the shore were two completely different faces!

Such a strange picture made the cuckoo a little weak, and he said stubbornly: "It's okay, don't be afraid." Because the yin qi here is heavy, and the water is polluted, the shadows we see are all distorted and painful, small scenes, no big deal. ”

Bai Feishuang breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be the reason for the heavy yin qi, which scared me." ”

"Yes, yes, that's it." The cuckoo nodded vigorously, "Look, isn't my shadow like this?" Small scenes......"

The reflection of herself in the water, at first remained in line with her, but gradually, her expression began to distort, as if it was full of fear, resentment, and pain, and even bleeding, which was extremely hideous.

The more the cuckoo looked, the more frightened he became, and suddenly screamed, turned around and ran.

She ran all the way to behind Su Yunqing, her legs trembling.

Su Yunqing sniffled, the faint sandalwood was still floating in the air, lingering.

She looked at Yang Luo next to her and said softly, "General Yang, do you smell it?" ”

"Hmm." Even though he was seriously injured, Yang Luo's sitting posture was as elegant and demure as a woman.

"You say, could it be her?" Su Yunqing's voice was lowered.

Yang Luo knew what she was referring to - there was only one outsider in the team now, that is, Bai Feishuang, who was rescued by Xining, although she seemed to be chased by a huge swarm of sandworms, but who knows if it was a self-written and self-directed performance.

Yang Luo had such suspicions from the beginning, and he tried several times along the way. His gaze swept over Bai Feishuang again, shook his head, and replied, "It shouldn't be her." ”

"That's even more troublesome." Su Yunqing didn't ask for a reason. She still trusted the judgment of the eighth knight in front of the emperor, so her mind was not on Bai Feishuang. She was more concerned about Jiang Chen's injuries.

She sat down beside Jiang Chen, and the scent of sandalwood seemed to be stronger. I wonder if the master of the secret trick is also here, or if it is just a means of tracking......

She stretched out her hand and carefully probed Jiang Chen's pulse, it was very weak, and her breathing was like nothing, but she shouldn't be unconscious all the time.

The wounds have all scabbed, and the pulse has stabilized, in fact, Jiang Chen's condition seems to be better than the other three, at least he didn't suffer a blow from the Blood Emperor Venerable, but there is still a vicious energy of the Blood Emperor Venerable in Su Yunqing's body!

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Su Yunqing muttered.

Xining replied, "The sequelae of the poison of the spell are not so easy to resolve. ”

Seeing Su Yunqing's eyes drifting over, Xining added: "I didn't do it." ”

At this time, Yang Luo suddenly spoke: "Miss Su, do you think this place is a little familiar?" ”

After being reminded by him, Su Yunqing looked around and immediately noticed something unusual.

The plants here are very tall. The lush vegetation, towering trees, and lush jungle are all very similar to the oasis you saw last time!

But when they walked in just now, why didn't the three of them notice it?

Could it be that unconsciously, the group has entered the same illusion?

"Everyone, be careful!" Su Yun said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked nervously.

"Miss Su, there is an enemy?" Ye Xingsoul got up and looked around with his sword.

Su Yunqing had no time to explain, and said hurriedly: "Before you came in, did you feel that the grass and trees here are very tall? ”

People looked puzzled. At that time, I finally saw an oasis, and rushed in happily, no matter what the flowers and plants here look like...... But now that I look at it, it's quite tall, and a dog's tail grass next to it is waist-high......

Ye Xingsoul suddenly shook his spirit, pointed to a bush and said, "They are growing taller!" When I passed over there just now, I could step over it with my foot, but they're now-"

There's already one person coming high!