In the Scorpio Palace, Chen Chengcheng had already put on a fox fur coat. Originally, it was not cold underground, but here is under the yellow sand after all. Although the fiery temperature does not reach such a deep place, it is not cold enough to wear such thick clothes. Chen Qingcheng flipped through the pages with a spring on his face, a book in his hand. This time, it's not Mengxi's pen talk, but a seemingly ancient book called Desert Celestial Phenomena. The pages are all yellow, and under the blue and white candlelight, there is an ancient taste. And the Mengxi pen talk that hides a huge secret doesn't know where to put Chen Tingcheng.

Chen Chengcheng whispered while watching, "On the day of Qingming, I led the army through Wangfu Mountain and went straight to the ancient eagle's nest in the desert, Jinsha City. This is my fifth expedition to Sands City, and if I can't conquer it this time, I'll be here forever. The Ancient Aquila is the bandit leader of this far west, and he is very powerful. ”

The temperature above the ground in the Scorpio Palace has dropped to about ten degrees. The wind is unabated, and the yellow sand is pervasive. But under this black sky, there was no shadow of yellow sand, nothing but the roaring dragon. However, something soon became abnormal. The desert, which was originally still a desert with yellow sand, was thundering and lightning. It seems to be dressed in glittering silver for the night, and it is like a thunderbolt silver snake swimming in the night sky.

"After several attacks, there were casualties on both sides. I led the army to retreat to Wangfu Mountain to defend it, but it was also very calm. But in the afternoon of the seventh day, the whole sky suddenly darkened. This is a great shock to us in the entire Central Plains. Black clouds covered the entire desert in no time. Strong winds are raging and temperatures plummet. Chen Chengcheng tightened the fox fur coat on his body again and continued to look down.

Many soldiers don't understand what the hell is going on. The frightened scattered. Soon after, from the desert place, there was a deafening roar of thunder that resounded in all directions. Silver lightning bolts, like woven fishing nets, shone everywhere in the black sea. Immediately afterward, the downpour poured down like a flash flood.

Chen Qingcheng put the book on the table.

Lu Xingyun and the others had already approached the house just now, because, when they saw the silver lightning scurrying around, Huangfu Menglong put them in. The rain poured down like a waterfall from the night-like sky. But it wasn't just the rain, it was the untold amount of yellow sand. The yellow sand, which was caught in the wind, also fell under the majestic rain. Looking at this spectacular and strange scene, Lu Xingyun was not only shocked but also puzzled.

At this time, Chen Tingcheng picked up the book again, "About half an hour later." The rain stopped, and the sky gradually returned to its bright colors, without the invasion of yellow sand. Soon, the sun appeared above our heads again. But it's very glaring. Maybe it's because of the rain, and the air doesn't seem to be so hot. There are no rainbows, but there is another strange sight that surprises us. ”

At this time, the thunder weakened, the silver light disappeared, and the rain like a waterfall suddenly disappeared. The darkness of the sky quickly left people's sight. The blazing sun reappeared in the sky. Everyone also breathed a deep sigh, the kind of black depression just now, they really couldn't imagine. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I really wouldn't have believed it. Chen Chengcheng's eyes are no longer lazy,

Suddenly, someone shouted. Look, over there. The people looked in the northwest direction that the man was pointing. His eyes widened suddenly. A castle-like palace appeared in the northwest sky. The palace is far away from us, and we can't see it clearly. One thing is certain, however, that the palace had no doors or windows. While everyone was talking, the palace slowly disappeared.

"What is that?" Meng Pengfei said as he looked at the strange building in the northwest sky in confusion.

"What's wrong. Brother Meng?" Chen Xuetong said as he opened his eyes and looked at the already clear sky.

"Xuetong, where do you look?" Meng Pengfei pointed to the mysterious castle that was about to disappear.

"Oh. This one. I know, it's called a mirage. Chen Xuetong chuckled.

"Mirage?" Meng Pengfei looked at Chen Xuetong suspiciously.

"Yes, Brother Meng, this mirage is an illusory scene. For example, this castle mirage is a virtual image formed by the light reflected by the scenery in a certain place passing through the hot air. Chen Xuetong explained.

Meng Pengfei looked at the sky where the ancient castle disappeared in disbelief, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Brother Meng, you're not in the desert, so I don't know. This kind of sight is a regular occurrence in our desert. Sometimes it's trees, sometimes it's pavilions......" Chen Xuetong told Meng Pengfei the story of the mirage that had appeared in the desert as he walked.

The storm and sand rain just now did not affect Meng Pengfei and Chen Xuetong. It's just that the sky that suddenly darkened frightened the two of them. Right now, Lu Xingyun and Zhang Juncheng had just come out of the living room. He was taken by the housekeeper Huang Fuzhong to the quicksand house where the guests lived.

"Lu Xingyun, don't you think it's strange?" Zhang Juncheng looked at Lu Xingyun in confusion.

"What do you say?" Lu Xingyun sat at the table and looked at Zhang Juncheng with a smile.

"Uh. That Nangong Mo seems to be alone?" Zhang Juncheng said with some uncertainty.

"Huh?" Lu Xingyun's lazy eyes also lit up.

"That Nangong Mo seems to be the three-eyed wolf Mo Gongnan back then. Zhang Juncheng walked up to Lu Xingyun and whispered.

In the evening, Lu Xingyun and Zhang Juncheng did not go to eat with Huangfu Menglong and them, but asked their subordinates to send the wine and food to the room.

Late at night, in another room. "You've been following me for almost twenty years, aren't you?" said Huangfu Menglong, sitting on the Taishi's chair.

"Nineteen years and two hundred and eighty days. Nangong Mo said briefly. "That's right, there's still sixty-five days to go, and you're free. Huangfu Menglong said with a smile.

It's just that behind this smile, there is a faint coldness hidden.

"Until then, I'll do my best to fulfill your last wish. Nangong Mo smiled bitterly.

That gray face looks very gloomy.

Huangfu Menglong seemed to be used to it, and he didn't feel that something was hidden in those gloomy eyes.

"Huh. It's about the same. I also paid a lot of price for you back then. Huangfu Menglong sighed.

"Not bad. It is also because of you that I have survived for nearly 20 years. Nangong Mo raised his head expressionlessly.

"Who?" Nangong Mo Anran's eyes suddenly became as brilliant as the eyes of a wolf in the night, and he threw out a fire spirit bullet casually.

The man in black never thought that this Nangong Mo would suddenly raise his head. What made him even more depressed was that this was the second time.

"Could it be that the Huangfu family still has a guardian saint? Grandma's, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil. The man in black flew away quickly. Only an uncovered tile remains.

With a boom, the fire spirit bullet exploded in the air. In the silence of the night, the sound is particularly loud.