The sun has been slanted to the west, that is, the West Mountain - Shen Shi has passed, and it has entered the unitary.

The furious 'Longxing Waves' have long passed, and the Shir Desert has returned to calm again like a still golden ocean.

The orange and gold sunset, slanting the yellow sand desert, the clouds are like fire. gave this already golden sea of sand a layer of gorgeous gauze clothes.

Light and shadow are swaying, yin and yang alternate.

The sun hangs in the west, the sun declines and sets, the waning moon hangs in the east, and the yin rises.

On the Shir Desert, where the temperature difference between day and night is very different, the distorted and illusory shadow of the scorching heat is slowly fading.

The dry wind hit, and "Huh~" was actually full of dry and cold air.

"The desert is thousands of miles away from the wind and sand, and the wind covers the frost with the shadow of the moon. 」

It seems that not long after the 'Long Xinglang', on the vast desert at the beginning of the night, the cold wind was howling, and the dry balls were rolling 'rustling'.

Between the hills, there are dense bunkers of all sizes.

These bunkers vary in size, but they all form a whirlpool depression. There are dead rocks and weeds inside, and there are even some animal corpses, which are slowly condensing powdery frost under the cold wind!

This... It is the desolate scenery of the desert Gobi after the 'Longxing Wave'.

At this moment, a dead old tree is standing under the cold and windy night sky, reflecting the cloudless deep blue of the night sky, and the stars are shining brightly in the sky.

The silver glow of the waning moon hung in the air, reflecting in the pupils of a lizard that had survived the catastrophe.

The lizard was covered in dust and sand, blinking its big smart eyes, shaking off the grains of sand all over its body, and lifting its left forelimbs and hind right paws like sculptures. It seems to be perceiving the surroundings, is there still danger?

Call~

The cold wind whistled like a flute, and the withered grass ball suddenly rolled by, startling away the little fellow who was palpitating, and revealing a sunken half-foot sand pit behind him.

In the bunker, in addition to the mixed sand and gravel and vegetation, there was also a man standing in a twisted position.

To be exact, it should be like an upside-down onion, with the center of the sand whirlpool inserted above the chest, and the lower body exposed!

This person only looks at half of the body, and his body is round... , I knew it was a fat man at first sight.

Not much to say, this fat man is the fat ancestor.

The sand grains in the bunker were still swirling slightly towards the center like an hourglass. It is estimated that in another half an hour, the fainting fat ancestor will be swallowed by the yellow sand and bury his bones here.

Squeak, squeak, squeak......!

The chaotic sound of footsteps from trampling on sand grains slowly sounded from far and near, indicating that someone was coming.

Listening to the sound of light and heavy footsteps, it seems that there are three people.

"Sister, why is this desert night so cold?" A handsome young man was dressed in strong arms, his hands were propped up on the long sword straddling his waist, and he was muttering dejectedly looking at the back of the woman in front of him.

Under the soft moonlight, the woman is also dressed in a vigorous dance costume, outlining her toned figure with a convex and backward appearance, as if bathed in a layer of faint silver light.

She was tall on her chest, wrapped in crimson soft armor, and her mid-sleeves were wide and bound in the leather bracers that connected her hands.

At this moment, she was pressing the hilt of the long sword at her waist with one hand, blocking the wind and sand with the other, looking to the northwest.

I heard her voice reply in an extremely soft voice: "This is the case during the autumn equinox in the Shir Desert. ”

Not far away, another young man arrived, he was dressed in a black shirt and also equipped with wrist guards, and his temperament was quite calm.

I saw him nodding and looking at his third brother in agreement: "Sizhi, what my sister said is right, the temperature difference between day and night is very large during the autumn equinox of this desert, and even Qi refining cultivators can't stand for a long time in the middle of the night." ”

"Ah, second brother, don't lie to me, it's so dangerous?" The young man named Sizhi suddenly frowned, looking unconvinced.

And the young man in the dark shirt patted the third brother Sizhi on the shoulder, with a serious face: "The most dangerous thing in this Shi'er Desert is not the temperature difference, but Long Xinglang!"

"Long Xinglang?" The third brother Sizhi obviously didn't know what Long Xinglang was.

The elder sister pointed to the vast desert and smiled softly: "You see, as far as the eye can see, there is a wolf and a bunker of sand. It must have just passed through Longxinglang, so we are still safe. ”

As she spoke, she glared at the young man in the black shirt: "Okay, you don't always have to scare Sizhi." ”

Obviously, these three people are the three sisters and brothers of the Feng family Yuezhi, Xingzhi, and Sizhi that Luo Yu met at the southern foot of Qingqiu Mountain.

"Hmph~" The third brother Feng Sizhi snorted at the second brother's Feng Xing.

Feng Xing didn't care about it, smiled faintly, and looked into the distance.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly froze, locked on a half-foot sand pit, and then stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice: "There is someone in that pit!"

Feng Yuezhi and Feng Sizhi heard it, and they stopped in an instant and looked at the sand pit that Feng Xingzhi was referring to not far away!

Under the divine sense visit, my sister Feng Yuezhi was surprised: "It seems that he is still alive, he should have encountered Long Xinglang, the second brother and the third brother should save people." ”

Saying that, Feng Yuezhi was about to step forward to save people, and Feng Sizhi reluctantly said 'oh' and followed.

But at this moment, Feng Xingzhi rushed out and blocked the two of them, with a vigilant face: "Don't!"

Sister Feng Yuezhi was puzzled: "Second brother, why is this?"

Feng Xingzhi glanced at the sand pit not far away, and muttered: "The three of us are all innocent, and this person's cultivation is undetectable, and he is above us. The desert is barren and inhabited, if this person is not a good person, once he recovers his spiritual power, won't it be dangerous for us?"

When the third brother heard it, he immediately agreed: "The second brother is right, more things are better than less." Hmph~ It's unpredictable these days!"

"But...?" Feng Yuezhi, who is optimistic and kind by nature, is obviously a little unbearable.

She knew that the second brother and the third brother were also reasonable, after all, the cultivation realm was extremely cruel. But if they ignore it, then this person will be buried in the yellow sand....

Thinking of this, she thought about it: "Why don't we rescue him out of the bunker and leave quickly...?"

Fengxing is calm and resolutely shakes his head.

And at this moment, above the night sky of the waning moon, there was a roar!

The sound of swords roaring through the sky roared from the southern sky! The three of them looked up one after another.

In the distance, I saw a figure in a green shirt, stepping on more than a dozen sword shadows, standing tall in the wind, under the light of the huge waning moon. Its shoulders and wind-resisting scarf were tightly wrapped, swaying nearly four feet behind him.

He held an open folding fan, which made it even more like the jade tree Lingfeng, as if the sword was riding the wind and enjoying the sword immortal between heaven and earth.

This person who is heading towards the Northwest Imperial Sword is none other than Luo Yu.

When Luo Yu crossed the sea during the day, he was clearly accompanied by clouds and rain, why was there only one person at this moment?

It turned out that when Luo Yu was crossing the lonely sea of tears, he had already been squeezed clean by himself, the true disciple.

For the time being, there were some 'indigestion' clouds and rains, and he wanted to quickly digest what Luo Yu said, and hurry up to comprehend the Taiji diagram, so he couldn't wait to slip away.

In this way, Luo Yu, who had been used, embarked on the 'journey' alone again.

Of course, he, who was not familiar with the Northland, also chose the route of the Shir Great Desert with the shortest straight line between the two points, just like the fat ancestors.

On the vast desert, the third brother Feng Sizhi looked up at the figure of the sword in the sky, and could not hide his envy: "If only I could also resist the sword." ”

Feng Yuezhi smiled and relieved: "When you condense the stars, you can ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw that above the night sky, the figure that had already flown to the northwest suddenly turned back!

Whew~Whew...!

"The sword light rises in the wind, and the wind and sand cover people's faces"

More than a dozen sword shadows under the feet of the green-shirted figure were actually collected into the iron fan.

Syllable~

The iron fan carved with the map of the mountains and rivers was collected, and Luo Yu was already standing in front of the three people with gray faces.

Looking at the three sisters and brothers with vigilant faces, Luo Yu naturally recognized who they were at a glance.

The Divine Sense swept by, and the expressions of the three of them suddenly changed greatly, obviously they also sensed that the person in front of them was visiting them with their Divine Sense!

I saw that Luo Yu had received his divine sense, and the three of them had already understood it for him.

I never thought that ten years later, I would be able to meet the deceased again in this vast desert.

That sister Feng Yuezhi is now the seventh layer of unsullied, the second brother is slightly worse and is six layers of unsullied, and the third brother Feng Sizhi is the fourth layer of unsullied.

Seeing that the three of them looked nervous and vigilant, Luo Yu was inconvenient to reveal his identity, so he only bowed slightly and nodded, which was regarded as a friendly greeting.

When the three sisters and brothers saw this person's behavior, they immediately returned the salute vigilantly.

They are strong predecessors who can fly with swords, and they have already given themselves face by nodding their heads, how can they not know how to advance and retreat?

"I've seen my seniors. The three of them bowed cautiously.

At this moment, in the sand pit not far away, there was a 'buzzing' wheezing and struggling sound.

When Luo Yu heard this, he instantly touched the sand and came to the sand pit.

Looking at the fat ancestor who was constantly struggling desperately, but falling deeper and deeper, he smiled: "Heh~ This fat man~ is getting more and more round." ”

At this moment, the fat ancestor had already exhausted all his spiritual power and strength in the process of resisting the 'Long Xinglang'. In addition, the desert aura is thin and almost none, and it is freezing at the moment.

Nowadays, the fat ancestors, who are not much stronger than mortals, are trapped in the whirlpool of sand and cannot extricate themselves, and they are miserable.

If it weren't for the body on his body, with strong reserves, he would probably be frozen to death.

"Woo... Yes... Someone helps... Woo~ Save the fat man..."The fat ancestor's round body was shaking desperately, and a pair of 'thick' little short legs were desperately squeezing up and down.

At this time, the three sisters and brothers of the Feng family also came to the edge of the sand pit, and saw that the fat man woke up, covered with withered grass stalks, and the more he struggled, the deeper he fell.

It's like a big round ball, rolling in the bunker, desperately trying to drill down, not to mention how funny!

Seeing this, the third brother couldn't bear it, and actually laughed out loud.

When the fat ancestor heard the laughter, he knew that someone was passing by, and he was overjoyed: "Hurry... Pull the fat man... A handful, woo~ to.... Suffocated. ”

Luo Yu estimated that the fat ancestor had almost eaten the sand, and if he didn't save it, he would really suffocate to death!

So as soon as he opened the iron fan, he just waved his hand: "Leave you." ”

Hula~

The strong wind wrinkled, and the fat ancestor rolled out of the sand pit like a huge garlic head rising from the ground, and lay on the edge of the sand pit weakly, gasping for breath.

At the same time, he didn't forget to wipe his face full of wind and sand, and his eyes were hazy and grateful: "Thank you... Thank you for the strong man's rescue! This wind blew the fat man, and his hairstyle was messed up..."

The fat ancestor stood up in pieces while tidying up his messy hairstyle while trying to look at it.

When I saw one, two, three... Fourth, there are so many people! The key is that there are also good young female cultivators, is this worth it?

I got Zhuyan Dan at the beginning, although I couldn't change my strong body. But it was also difficult to make his fat face mellow as jade, white and red, seven points of cuteness, and three points of handsomeness. Although it can't compare to the handsome and chic, loved by everyone, and the flower-blooming dandy, it is not much different....

At this moment, his face was covered with sand and dust, and he suddenly felt handsome and swept the floor. He hurriedly covered his fat face, quickly turned around, dragged his weak body, and hurriedly ran away: "What... Don't thank you~ We'll have a date later. ”

Seeing this interesting fat man blindfolded and covering his face, running around like a headless fly, my sister Feng Yuezhi stretched out her hand to remind: "Eh~!

When the fat ancestor heard that the woman actually took the initiative to talk to him, his heart was full of fire. But if his image is ruined at the moment, how can he lose face and leave a bad impression?

So the fat ancestor stumbled and ran wantonly under the stunned gaze of everyone, in the vast desert, in front of the silver moon and stars, shouting and putting down his inspirational words: "You don't have to stay... When you meet again, you will be impressed by the fat man.... Ah~!"

Before the rhetoric was finished, a scream was heard.

The poor fat ancestor was like a gourd rolling on the ground, and he stumbled into a thousand years of hatred and rolled into a bigger sand pit!

It can really be said that ambition dies before being rewarded, and a pit is deeper than a pit.

"Hey~ I want to remind... There is a bunker in front. Sister Feng Yuezhi, shook her head and sighed.

Just when everyone couldn't help laughing, the voice of the fat ancestor 'eating sand' came from the big pit: "Cough~ Phew! Come here~ Come and drag the fat man down, and the fat man fell into the pit again." ”

A few people couldn't stand it anymore and laughed out loud.

And Feng Sizhi even pointed to the big sand pit not far away, laughing heartily, laughing forward and backwards...