"I really don't understand, how much Yinghuan can't think about it, let you get involved in this weird thing."

Holding his forehead and sighing, he waved his hand lightly angrily and funny, and then said:

"The Lord of the Yellow Sand was the first King of Loulan. In other words, he is Loulan. ”

"Wait a minute, how do I feel like it's about to be the plot of [the reversed villain character begins to tell an unknown story]?"

Zhou Li was about to reach out to stop the other party from issuing a new task, but unfortunately, Drought Fish ignored him. Holding her cheeks, she calmly recounted in the water prison:

"Five hundred years ago, the first king of Loulan, East, established Loulan in the center of Huangsha. Relying on the Sky Pearl, East allowed Loulan to enter an era of prosperity. ”

Pointing to the opal of His Royal Highness, Drought continued, "Yes, that's it. ”

At this time, Zhou Li used a vegetative face to vividly express the emotion of being born without love.

Yes, this is it.

This one that I pounded into a slimy paste.

And then the story goes on in a cliché way. One day, the wise and martial East picked up a yellow robe, yes, it was a relic of the Lord of the Yellow Clothes. Because of this relic, Esther degenerated into the Lord of the Yellow Sands, twisted his body, turned into a sand scorpion, and wanted to control the power of the Lord of the Yellow Coat. ”

With Erlang's legs crossed, Drought Fish shook his head as if telling a story, and said, "It's a pity that Esther failed in the end and became a complete monster. His mind was distorted, his body was completely deformed, and he lost all reason. ”

"However, he became the lord of the sands."

Pointing to the statue of the two figures fighting in the yellow sand, the drought fish said slowly: "The lord of the yellow sand, once he is allowed to erode the Central Plains, it will be an endless disaster. Therefore, the then Emperor Yingzheng of the Central Plains crowned the second king of Loulan and gave the surname Ying to the Loulan royal family. Since then, successive kings of Loulan have made it their mission to kill the lord of the yellow sand. ”

"It's a pity that it wasn't until this Loulan King Yinghuan killed the Loulan Queen once with her own hands that she discovered a desperate fact."

Looking at the city-state in the distance, the drought man sighed lightly, and said regretfully: "The fate of the country of Loulan is the fate of the lord of the yellow sand. The moment he became an ancient god, he connected his life with Loulan. ”

"Therefore, Loulan will never be able to kill the Lord of the Yellow Sand, this is a doomed fate."

"And what does this have to do with you?"

Zhuge Qing on the side was a little dazed.

"The people of Loulan don't hate me."

Changing into a comfortable position, Drought said with a smile: "In this world, there are only two people who are good to me. One is your father Zhuge Liang, and the other is Ying Huan. ”

"I came here to repay Yinghuan. As for me, I'm going to make a deal with her. ”

"I see."

At this time, Zhou Li, who had been thinking about something, finally understood everything. Under Zhuge Qing's somewhat blank gaze, he stood up and shook his wrist slightly.

With the dimming of the brilliance of the jade gourd, Zhou Li directly lifted his two-armed vegetative state. Suddenly, Zhuge Qing subconsciously blocked in front of Zhou Li, and waved a thunderbolt to block the drought.

But...

Without the restraints of the water prison, the free dearth just looked at the two with a smile and did not attack.

Zhou Li took a deep breath, spit it out slowly, and then asked softly, "You helped Loulan kill the Lord of the Yellow Sand, and Loulan freed you, right?" ”

"Clever."

With a snap of his fingers, the sleeping zombies woke up one by one. Looking at the soldiers behind him, Dry's expression gradually calmed down:

"Loulan can't kill the Lord of the Yellow Sand, this is a predetermined fate, so I have to become this variable. I'll help them kill the Lord of the Yellow Sand, and someone in Loulan will seal me and let me be free, it's as simple as that. ”

Makes sense.

At this time, Zhou Li made everything clear.

If the Drought Fish really wanted to help the Lord of the Yellow Sand, Loulan would not be able to resist for so long. And in the real history, the battle of Loulan is without himself and Zhuge Qing, and it is even easier for the lord of the drought and the yellow sand to bulldoze the city, it is as easy as a snap, how can the winning kite seal the drought fish?

So, there's only one answer.

The drought is the biggest two-five boys, and the lord of the yellow sand is the one who is calculated by everyone.

"Dry! Dry !!! ”

The Lord of the Yellow Sand, who was scarred and had two heads cut off, roared angrily, without the help of the Drought Fish, coupled with the sudden appearance of Minglan who should not have appeared, the Lord of the Yellow Sand was defeated and retreated again and again, losing his mind.

"What the fuck about you? Save, save! ”

The palace itself was not powerful, but when the high priest Minglan continued to sacrifice on the battlefield, allowing the palace to locate the lord of the sand, the effect of the palace was very terrifying.

With a flicker of light, the Lord of the Yellow Sand was directly pierced through a skull by a violent impact. He shook his head and screamed in pain, his eyes full of dazed and incredulous.

What's going on?

Why is my teammate Dryfish silent? Why did the high priest who shouldn't have appeared appeared?

What's going on?

Minglan slashed across the chest of the Lord of the Yellow Sands, but was blocked in just the right place by an invisible force. After taking a few steps back in a row, Minglan frowned, and the scimitar in her hand exuded moonlight, making the golden pair warm, but more dignified.

It's been hurting it, but why, can't it kill him?

"Yes, yes, I don't need to be afraid."

The Lord of the Yellow Sand felt the wounds that were gradually healing, and the endless flow of life in the ancient capital of Loulan into his body, he suddenly cheered up and muttered to himself.

"I live in symbiosis with Loulan, immortal and immortal!"

With a roar of rage, the Lord of the Yellow Sand smashed towards Minglan with thousands of yellow sands. At this time, the Lord of the Yellow Sand has completely fallen into madness, and he has received the news that if he fails this time and cannot break free from the shackles of Loulan, the King of Loulan Ying Huan will find a way to break his curse.

At that time, he will completely disintegrate, and he will never have the opportunity to comprehend the relics of the yellow coat again.

But the Lord of the Yellow Sand is confident that he is a god on this battlefield.

The gods of Loulan.

Deftly avoiding the attack of the Lord of the Yellow Sand with an incredible attitude, Minglan tore off a piece of moonlight and directly shrouded the Lord of the Yellow Sand in the bright moonlight. As the scimitar slashed like a star, the blade directly shattered the eyes on the sculpture, erupting into a cloud of blood mist.

Turning over and letting the yellow sand cross, Minglan stood on a terrace that had been cut off, looking solemnly at the crazy Lord of the Yellow Sand.

You can't kill them, you can't kill them at all.

With the help of the previous Drought Fish, the Lord of the Yellow Sand, who was originally helpless against the royal palace, broke through the outer city and the middle city for the first time, destroying the two forces that posed the most threat to it. Even if he fought with the royal palace, he would not be able to kill the Lord of the Yellow Sand in the true sense of the word, or make him stop.

Looking worriedly at the desert around the city that was gradually eroded by yellow sand, Minglan held the long knife's hand slightly white. She understood that for the Lord of the Yellow Sand, if he could infect his Yellow Sand outside the territory guarded by Loulan, he would be considered a victory. What he wanted was never to completely eliminate Loulan, but to infect the entire Central Plains and even the world with Loulan as the center.

If you keep dragging it out...

Minglan felt a sinking heart, she understood that if this continued, the Lord of the Yellow Sand would most likely infect the land outside Loulan through her own and the king's negligence, and let his filth spread throughout the world.

However, after the Lord of the Yellow Sand broke through the outer city and the middle city and approached the core of Loulan, he completely entered a state of immortality. Even with the assistance of the royal palace, she could not kill the other party or seal the other party again.

What the hell to do.

For the first time, Minglan felt despair from the bottom of her heart. She had thought about Zhou Li and Zhuge Qing, but Minglan knew in her heart that the drought was definitely a more terrifying existence than the Lord of the Yellow Sand. Their choice to help Loulan fight against the drought has already made Minglan grateful.

Is this an unbreakable fate?

As a high priest, Minglan naturally knew the prophecy of the immortal hundreds of years ago, and also knew that Loulan was destined to experience a war of annihilation. And now it seems that it should be this war.

Dodging the yellow sand again and cutting off the head of the Lord of the Yellow Sand, but watching the other party's injuries heal in an instant, the despair in Minglan heart's heart spread more and more.

However, she did not let go of her long knife. The palace was still emitting light in mid-air, and the people of Loulan were also watching themselves from the city wall. Therefore, Minglan still kept sending the long scimitar into the body of the Lord of the Yellow Sand, pulling it out and dodging.

But no matter how hard she tried, no matter how tricky the scimitar in her hand was, the Lord of the Yellow Sand was still like the sand in the desert, endless, immortal and indestructible.

What the hell should I be?

【Minglan ··· You broke the number of lives]

At this moment, the king's voice sounded in Minglan heart.

[I thought that the appearance of that young man was to make you obey your fate and leave Loulan. When it's all over, seal the Drought and end this thousand-year-old war.]

[But what I didn't expect was that he was the biggest variable]

Bite.

Minglan was stunned, because she found that the Lord of the Yellow Sand in front of her suddenly fell into a stagnant.

No, not the Lord of the Sands alone.

The sand and gravel frozen in mid-air, the monstrous sand waves were frozen in mid-air. The stars no longer moved, and Yuehua also quietly stayed on Minglan shoulder. Raising her head and looking at the opal that exuded a strange brilliance, Minglan finally realized that time was frozen in this moment.

Opal···

[This Loulan pearl is from the same origin as you. If it's in the Central Plains, it and you both have another name - Nuwa Divine Stone]

Nuwa Divine Stone···

Minglan was stunned, her eyes full of disbelief and consternation. She never thought that she who had always been proud of the Loulan people was not a human being, but a stone.

[Twenty years ago, you fell like a comet in the palace, and the Pearl of Loulan also bloomed with brilliant brilliance because of your arrival. We used to think that the Loulan Pearl was just a gem that could levitate the palace, but it wasn't until you appeared and activated the Pearl that we understood that it was more than that.

[It is a sacred stone created by Nuwa to make up for the dislocation of time. Its real use is to make time stand still and link different time and space.]

[Unfortunately, we found out too late.] In this sacred stone, only one time can be recorded, and we can't go back in time to stop the appearance of the Lord of the Yellow Sand. So, on your birthday a few days ago, I made a claim and recorded the moment you met Zhou Li.

[In order to break the established number of lives]

At the same time, Wang's phantom was reflected in Minglan eyes, as if sensing the incomprehension in Minglan heart, Ying Huan whispered to her:

[Minglan, it wasn't until you tore the yellow sand and appeared in front of me that I didn't know that the person Zhou Li was looking for was you]

[My inheritor, the inheritor of the winning surname]

【Win Kite】

Minglan was stunned, and at the same time, the opal of His Royal Highness Wang was slowly peeled off. In the end, it fell into the hands of the winning kite.

[We can't kill the Lord of the Yellow Sand, but the Lord of the Yellow Sand can use Loulan to erode the Central Plains and even the whole world, so it's time for this war to come to an end]

[The infinity of the Lord of the Yellow Sand originates from Loulan and from this palace built by him personally. However, under the protection of the royal palace, we intend to defeat the Lord of the Sands, creating a monster that has grown over thousands of years. 】

[And now, Loulan has decided to correct the mistake she made with her own hands and kill this monster]

The moment she heard this, Minglan seemed to understand something, and a look of shock flashed in her eyes. She clenched her fists, raised her head, and her voice trembled: "Wang, you want to..."

[The kite does not succumb to the jungle, but it is the continuation of the jungle blood. Win kite, this name, I like it very much]

Ying Huan smiled softly, but only those who knew her knew that this woman, who has always been gentle and generous, as deep and tolerant as a lake, is the most domineering king in the world.

She wants to use this kingdom in exchange for peace and stability in the world.

[This gem will appear in the hands of someone you know one day in the future, and it will guide you to end all this]

[Win the kite, fly, fly to the oasis where the yellow sand can't spread, drink the clear spring water, and tell the world that Loulan is worthy of this beautiful world]

The crystal clear opal slowly fell, and handed himself into the hands of the speechless Minglan .

Under the gaze of all the Loulan people, it was their most noble faith, and it was also the royal palace that had sheltered Loulan for thousands of years, and it collapsed.

At the same time, there is also the endless fate of the Lord of the Yellow Sand.

"No !!!"

The Lord of the Yellow Sand, who found that he had lost his infinite number of lives and was no longer an immortal, looked at the collapsed palace and his eyes were cracking. He couldn't believe that Ying Huan really chose to destroy Loulan, destroy the palace, and destroy its immortal body.

However, the most unbelievable thing for the Lord of the Yellow Sand is...

The number of lives has really been completely broken.

Clutching the opal in his hand tightly, he felt the flame representing the king gradually extinguish. Slowly opening his eyes, Minglan gradually glowed with a brilliant halo in his eyes, like a vast sea of stars that was broken behind the glass in the sky.

"I am the last King of Loulan."

The scimitar is like the moon, gentle, deadly. The girl stood in the desert, lonely, proud, but as gentle as moonlight.

"Win the kite."

The evil kite walked out of the wind and sand with a short knife in hand. Looking at her former self, her eyes were full of nostalgia.

(End of chapter)