It was July, the wind was like fire, hot and dry, the sand was like iron, and the face was painful, and the caravan of the martial arts hall and the "Inhuman Battalion" team were marching vigilantly in the semi-desert area between Yumen and Black Wind Fort.

Feng Cang, Zhao Zhan and other firecrackers walked together with more than ten elites of the Inhuman Battalion, while Mo Qiu and Ning Meng sat in the carriage.

Feeling the wind getting stronger and stronger, like a knife blowing his face, Feng Cang blocked the door with his hand and suggested:

"The wind is getting stronger, and it's probably a precursor to a sandstorm, and I remember the ruins of an ancient city not far ahead, and we went there to take shelter...... Brother Qiao, what do you think? ”

He had already walked several times with the caravan on the trade route of Yumen and Dunhuang, and he was familiar with this area.

Qiao Xi, the team leader in standard white clothes, looked up at the position of the sun, and then nodded: "It's not early, so it's really difficult to reach the next post station before the sun sets......

Speaking of this, he consulted his subordinates, and after most of them agreed, he called Yao Hua, who was chatting with Mo Qiu by the carriage, and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"I listen to the captain." Yao Hua, who covered her face with a white scarf and only showed a pair of demonic pupils, nodded yes.

Next, while directing the rest of the people to turn around, Yao Hua rode back to the carriage again, and asked Ning Meng and Mo Qiu who were lying by the car window with a smile, "Master Mo and Miss Ning, do you know the origin of the ruins of the ancient city in front of you?" ”

"I don't know ......" Ning Meng shook her head and asked curiously, "Sister Hua'er, what are the allusions there?" ”

"It was known as Falling Moon City more than 8,000 years ago, and it was the capital of a small foreign country.

"This small country has also prospered for a while due to its excellent geographical location.

"But it's a pity that after the end of antiquity and the disappearance of the hundred countries in the Western Regions, this small country lost its geographical advantages, plus it fully supported Zhao Song in the subsequent princes' melee, and even sent two princesses to be the side concubines of Zhao Song Taizu......

"That's what led to its eventual destruction." While Yao Hua spoke, her eyes swept over Ning Meng, who had an immature face, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Was this small country destroyed by my Gaozu?" Mo Qiu was intrigued and asked.

Yao Hua shook her head and said, "That's not the case...... It was the wife of Zhao Song Taizu who destroyed this country.

"It is impossible to know who the surname of this Empress Zhao Song is, but her strength is extremely terrifying! It is rumored that the flesh and soul of tens of thousands of people in Falling Moon City were completely refined into pills in an instant.

"Therefore, this ruin is not infested with evil spirits like other ancient cities, it is extremely clean, and it is the best place for merchants to stay.

"However, there are also rumors that although the ruins of Falling Moon City are usually safe, they will turn into the most terrifying 'Strange Domain' on the night of the Blood Moon, and even the supernatural monks will not be able to get out.

"But it's hard to tell if this rumor is true or false, after all, there hasn't been a blood moon in the Yumen area for hundreds of years."

While they were chatting, the caravan had reached the edge of the ruins of Falling Moon City.

Although Falling Moon City is the capital of a country, after 8,000 years of wind and sand, there are not many buildings that have not been wiped out...... Or rather, only those palaces reinforced with special materials are still relatively intact.

Before the caravan arrived, another team had already settled in the ruins.

There are more than 20 of them, male and female, old and young, and the only thing they have in common is that they all have the characteristics of the Tessie people in their appearance.

The leader of the group was a high-nosed, deep-eyed young man, his gaze swept over everyone in the caravan and the Inhuman Battalion before landing on the wagon.

However, at this time, the members of the fire team who saw the presence of other people in the ruins also raised their guns.

"Who are you?"

"We are salt sellers, and we have come here to take shelter from the sandstorms, what about you?"

"We are Yumen merchants, and Chen Gongzi's subordinates are also here to take shelter from the wind."

"In that case, there aren't a lot of empty houses over there, so you can take it yourself."

"Thank you."

After the two sides confronted each other for a while, Feng Cang took the initiative to talk to the man Taixi, which made his team members slowly walk towards the intact house on the other side of the ruins.

"Captain, those people just now don't look like salt sellers at all...... But it's not like a horse bandit, and I don't know where it came from. A member of the "Inhuman Battalion" whispered to Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi nodded solemnly: "And their strength will not be too low......

"It may not be directed at us, but we have to be on guard tonight."

"Yes, Captain." The team member whispered.

On the other side, Zhao Zhan, the commander of the fire team, suddenly shuddered, only feeling that there was something unclean hidden in this ruin.

……

In the building on the edge of the ruins, the high-nosed and deep-eyed "painter" Li Wei instructed after observing through the window: "This team of firecrackers is vaguely in line with a certain formation when walking, and it is indeed not to be underestimated.

"I'd better wait until after nightfall."

……

On a sand dune outside the ruins, the captains of the other two teams of the Inhuman Camp stared at Qiao Xi and the others who had settled down with the help of binoculars.

A moment later, he also gave the same order to his men: "Don't act until nightfall." ”

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(End of chapter)