Shi Ji didn't know how big the desolate land was, and Shi Ji didn't know how big the land controlled by the Wu clan was.

She had forgotten how long she had gone, she had walked for countless years in this dusk desert where the ravines and the earth were all over the world.

At this time, it was the middle of the day, and the earth was roasted by the sun, and the few plants in the wasteland were all depressed and lifeless.

Shi Ji was as listless as these wilted plants and trees, she habitually tightened the mink cloak on her body, she was not afraid of the heat, she couldn't stand the burning sensation of being grilled, because she had an experience of grilling fish, it was not she who grilled the fish, she was the grilled fish.

The mink cloak on her body is very leathery, not only impenetrable but also insulated, and she is the one who wears a leather jacket to bask in the sun in the desert on a hot day.

Shi Ji took heavy steps, she knew how hot the earth and rocks under her feet were, she was very glad that she was wearing a pair of bearskin boots on her feet, which were impermeable from head to toe, and she was a little out of breath.

Shi Ji endured and endured, but still couldn't help but glance at the sun in the sky, and regretted it when she saw it, her eyes were even redder, and she was burned again, the sun in the sky was too poisonous, she hurriedly chanted a mantra, and a little bit of rain attached to her eyes, and the pain slowly faded.

It was a dusk yellow in front of her again, and it was a single earthy yellow all the year round, and she was about to vomit, and Shi Ji remembered the joy of seeing this wasteland for the first time countless times.

"Waste, it turns out that this is the wilderness, boundless, such a desolate desolation is really a miracle, well, what a great wilderness land...... Great Wilderness, I'm coming!"

She stepped into this barren land and still hasn't stepped out, this is a place of thick soil, the soil is thick and heavy, not to mention the art of moving and flying, not to mention that even birds can't fly high.

She still remembers the ridiculous scene that day when Xiao Qingluan beat her wings and couldn't fly high, and she also played music to help play a song: I am a little bird, I want to fly but I can't fly high......

After the stone needle fell from the sky, it died and refused to come in.

Xiao Qingluan and Shi Needle retreated in a panic, but Shi Ji took a big step forward.

On the first day, her interest was very high, sitting on the ground and praising the piano to admire the boundless emptiness and loneliness, and on the second day, she was happy to play the sunset on the horizon, the desert was lonely, and the sun set over the long river.

On the third day, she praised the creation of heaven and earth...... On the ninth day, she did not know where she was, and on the tenth day, she muttered to herself for a day, and then, her words became less and less day by day, and she did not make a sound since then, and now she rarely raised her head, and kept her head down so that she would not be hurt.

"Squeak~Squeak~Squeak~"

Except for the dull sound of stepping on the sand, the world is as quiet as ever, there is no insect chirping, there is no bird calling, there is not a cloud in the sky, except for the rocks, no one can be found who can breathe, there is no wind and grass, because there is no wind, there is no trace, and there is no silence until death.

His eyes were full of loess and his heart was full of dust, and Shi Ji felt that his heart was buried layer after layer of dust, like this forgotten desert, covered by layers of thick soil, barren and dead.

The more she walked, the heavier and darker her heart became, she had no doubt that if she went further, her heart would become a barren desert with no grass, and her body would be buried by this endless loess.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

For the first time in countless years, she made her own voice, hoarse, angry, and the dust in her heart was shaken off a layer, revealing a little light.

"Ah......h

There was a wisp of wind in the wasteland, the wind blew the earth, the grass and trees swayed, the wind rose, the wind was not strong, it was a breath of anger that Shiji had held for countless years, and there was a voice with emotion in the desert, a voice of life, a voice of anger.

If it doesn't explode in silence, it perishes in silence, and once it erupts, Shi Ji's emotions are extremely strong, she shatters the cloak wrapped around her body, kicks off the leather boots on her feet, and she stands barefoot in the hot sand, dressed in green clothes and looking at the sky.

Her angry green silk was surging, her white and weak hands burst into a sonorous rhythm, her fingers jumped on Taichu's body, and every blow erupted into a gripping shock, a gale, she played the gale again.

"Woo woo woo ~ ~"

"Flicker~~"

The angry wind roared, rolling up endless yellow sand, and the dust flew to obscure the sky and the sun, and even the domineering and dazzling sun was obscured.

"Big, big, big, not enough!not enough!!"

The beginning roared, layer by layer of dust was lifted, the heaven and the earth were chaotic, there was no top, it was turbid, Tsing Yi looked at the wind and dust in front of her, her red eyes turned into blue eyes, it was the wind, and the spiritual wind breath revealed her eyes.

"The wind, the wind blows the earth, everything is covered with dust, wind and dust!"

The dust in Shi Ji's heart was layer after layer, and the state of mind that had just revealed a little light was buried by the layers of dust blown by the strong wind, and her heart was once again covered with dust.

"The wind, the wind stops falling, the dust settles!"

The sound of the piano is still the same, but the wind has stopped, the dust is falling from the sky, and in a moment, the chaos is divided, the turbidity is separated, the dust returns to the earth, and the blue sky is still the same.

"The wind, the wind is surging!"

A cloud appeared in the sky, one after another, and another flower, and the dark clouds covered one side of the sky.

"The wind, the wind and the rain!"

'Whoa!' the wind drizzled, falling densely, and the rain fell into mud.

"The wind, the wind blows the clouds, the clouds disperse and the rain reaps!"

After the wind and rain, the heaven and the earth are like washing, and they are clean.

The sky above her head is clean, her heart is clean, the soil under her feet is moist, her center of the earth is also moist, the dust is washed away, and her heart is like a mirror, spotless.

"There is no wind, there is no movement, there is no wind, there is no sound, there is no wind...... The spring breeze blows and grows again!"