The eighth day of December, early in the morning.

Sunlight plain white.

The northwest wind swept the fine sand and smashed it into the city walls.

Outside the west gate of Jinhai City, more than 500 soldiers lined up in family units, followed by camels and oxen pulling and carrying a larger logistical burden.

Hong Jian was dressed in a literary robe and stood under the five-zhang high marching daxu.

Before the battle, Hong Sheng rode back and forth to make the final point.

Although the scale is less than 1,000 people, although it is only a "civil revenge", it can complete the motion, bargaining, distribution, and organization in a few days, and this efficiency still surprises Hong Fan.

On the one hand, this is because of the outstanding execution of Jinhai Haoqiang.

On the other hand, it is also because Li Xutuo died in battle, and the Li family is willing to contribute all military funds and pensions.

Since ancient times, money has been easy to do, even in war.

At the beginning of the morning, everything is ready.

There is no precept, no sacrificial flag; Hong Jian only waved his hand, and the whole army set out.

Half an hour later, Hong Fan rode into the Golden Sea for the second time on his horse.

Deserts in different seasons have different faces.

The golden sea in summer is nearly 40 degrees, the sand is golden, and the southwest wind is as hot as fire, forcing people to wear scarves.

In winter, the golden sea drips into ice, and the silver sand is lonely, but in the tranquility, it shows far more fluidity and grandeur than in other seasons.

The northerly winds are the strongest in the western part of Liangzhou, and in winter, sand dunes with greater drops and undulations can be formed.

Hong Fan followed the team to the sand ridge.

At first, he didn't feel that it was steep, and when he reached the highest point, he suddenly realized that the difference from the starting point was actually fifty feet.

Standing on the sand peak, Hong Fan raised his eyes to look at the north wind, and suddenly witnessed the "infinity" of his pen.

Originating from the Arctic sky, the smooth golden ribbons wrap around the earth, extending silently from the sky, first expanding into a hundred-foot barrier that stands above the sky in front of you and under your feet, and then meandering to the end of the southern sky.

The long and narrow line of 800 people looked like a black thread in it.

Hong Fan unconsciously strangled his breath and strangled his horse.

But instead of taking his gaze back, he watched it all more greedily.

The cliff of sand covers the valley for half a day.

Mountains and ridges are linked by countless ups and downs to become a resting dragon.

And the sand palaces of different shapes, such as honeycombs, feathers, fish scales, and towers, may carry the spirit of the golden sea.

"The power of heaven and earth is like a great ......"

Hong Fan muttered in a low voice, his emotions interrupted by the sound of Bentley's snort beneath him.

It turned out that he unconsciously grabbed the mane on the horse's neck, and the mount ached.

"Good horse, my fault."

Hong Fan patted the horse to apologize, but found that the upper dantian was slightly scorching, and the sand world was running at high speed, revealing an excited and excited mood.

Others also discovered his anomaly.

"What's the matter, Hong Fan, I saw that you were distracted for a while?"

Hong Lie stopped his horse and said with concern.

"Nothing else, just a little shocked."

Hong Fan replied with a smile.

"When I saw the endless life of Jinhai, I suddenly realized how small I was."

"Where can we talk about longevity in Jinhai?"

Hong Yu, who came from the side, said with a smile.

Seeing Hong Fan's inquiring gaze, he explained.

"In the northwest of Liangzhou, a thousand years ago, it was a humid giant swamp, and it is said that at that time, the snake people and we fought a small fight for three days and a big fight for five days, which was much more intense than now." new

"Later, the Divine Son of the Snake God fought with one of our Terran Martial Saints here, and the giant swamp was cut off."

"The Gimhae Desert is the remains of that battle."

These words were staggering.

"Really? When the two of them fight, can they fight hundreds of miles of sand sea?"

"Maybe it wasn't hundreds of miles at first, but it should be pretty much the same."

This time it was Hong Lie who answered.

"The Divine Son on the snake man's side is not very clear, but the Martial Saint Baili Corpse Venerable "Cereal God Immortal" who participated in the war at that time ranked forty-third on the rooftop, and practiced one of the ten scriptures, the "Otogi Green Wolf Sutra" - now the mountain chief of the Zhangwu Academy ranks second on the heavenly list, and he also cultivates this scripture."

"The Otogi Green Wolf Sutra can extract the vitality of all spirits to replenish itself, and any injury will be recovered in the blink of an eye."

"It is said that the battle was fought for a long time, some for ten days and ten nights, and some for thirty days."

"In short, after this battle, the originally green giant swamp was drained of its vitality and slowly turned into a desert dead land."

Hearing this, Hong Fan had already believed seven points.

Looking at the surroundings again, he was inexplicably a little numb.

The things recorded in the "Chronicle of the Gods" are even more exaggerated, but those are just words, where can they be compared to Jinhai?

"How many nuclear bombs were blown up in a great desert in World War I?"

Hong Fan muttered to himself, urging the horse to continue with the team.

As for the fluttering scenery brought by killing broken steel and cultivating sand heavy armor in the past few days, it disappeared in an instant.

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The old nest flying on the sea is in the depths of the sand sea, more than 80 miles away from Jinhai City.

At noon on the second day (the ninth day of the first lunar month), the procession approached the destination and stopped to light a fire and eat.

This is already the hinterland of the desert, and the Gobi on the terrain is more than the desert, and there are *** rocks everywhere.

After lunch and enough strength, everyone set off again.

This time, I only walked for half an hour, and the "Hongduo Mountain" described by Wu Guangzhi was already in sight.

As the name suggests, the mountain looks like a red haystack growing in the wilderness from a distance, and it is very eye-catching.

The closer it is, the more Hong Fan has seen.

The wind-eroded mushrooms on the top of the mountain, the herds of horses and sheep raised in the wooden fence at the foot of the mountain, and the poplar trees scattered far and near......

Along the way, Hong Fan saw a lot of poplar trees.

However, the poplars on the south side of the Jinhai Sea have long lost their leaves, but here they are actually luxuriant, dotted with golden balls under the blue sky.

The sand and dust were fierce, and the big Xu moved forward silently.

From a distance, the poplar that looks like a pocket bonsai gradually greets the front.

Under the golden leaves that dotted the branches, Hong Fan saw a dry and cracked trunk that seemed to be dead for a hundred years.

But it is precisely in this way that the surging vitality is more and more demonstrated.

"The older generation said that poplar is the soul of the golden sea."

Hong Lie looked at the tree and said to Hong Fan.

The branches are gilded, and the wind blows brilliantly.

Daxu slowly stopped, and the people began to remove their armor and weapons from the carts.

The wind is still singing.

But in the ears of everyone, it was already a slaughter.

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"About eight or nine hundred men from the south."

"There are still more than ten miles from the foot of the mountain, and you can reach it in more than half an hour at most......

In the Juyi Hall, Wan Guangji listened to the minions' reports and strode non-stop, his face was as cold as iron.

He stepped out of the cave and stepped on the rock, and sure enough, he saw a black army of ants crawling in the distance.

"It's only been a few days, and we ourselves only came back early in the morning of the sixth day of the new year!"

"It's just the ninth day of the first month, even if the people of Jinhai want to retaliate, how can it come so quickly?!"

Yu Kaicheng, who was following behind the eldest brother, was short of breath, and his words were full of disbelief.

"And the location of Hongduo Mountain, how do they know......

He kept asking questions until he was frightened by the eagle-like gaze of Wan Guangji.

"Go and call all the people in the cave up, and put your arms and blades ready."

The master of the sea flew first to give orders to the minions, and then looked at the two brothers.

"Second brother, you take someone to set up defenses, and move out of the horses."

"Fourth, hmph, go and pack up the silver tickets and belongings that are convenient for carrying lightly."

After he finished speaking, he put his hands on the shoulders of the two sworn brothers.

"Hold the mountain road, survive this scene during the day, and when the night comes, we will break through."

"Fourth, if you can't help it, you can wait for us to get out alive and ask!"

Some people died, but not completely......

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He took a big breath of fresh air, and his chest trembled.

Confused, incomprehensible, all kinds of emotions come to my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around, and then became even more dazed.

A single dormitory?

Even if he had managed to be rescued, he would have been in the ward by now.

And their own bodies...... How could it be that there was no injury at all.

With doubts, Shi Yu's gaze quickly swept from the room, and finally his gaze stayed on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his appearance was very handsome.

But the problem is, it's not him! Download the iReading app and read the latest chapters without ads for free

The previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look at it, this appearance is only the age of a high school student......

This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation was a success......

The body and face have changed, and this is not a question of surgery or not surgery at all, but immortal magic.

He's a different guy altogether!

Don't...... Did you cross by yourself?

In addition to the mirror at the head of the bed, which was obviously not good in feng shui, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.

Shi Yu picked it up and looked at it, and the title of the book instantly silenced him.

"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Novice Breeders"

Postpartum Care for Pet Animals

"Alien Beast Ear Girl Evaluation Guide"

Shi Yu: ???

The names of the first two books are quite normal, but what are you doing with the last one?

"Ahem."

Shi Yu's eyes were solemn and he stretched out his hand, but his arm quickly stiffened.

Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain stabbed violently, and a flood of memories flooded back.

Icefield City.

Pet animal breeding base.

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Beastmaster?