Rustle –

Bell Bell –

The hot sand rustled under the broad soles of the camels, and the camel bells rippled in this desert of death with only the sound of the dead wind, like the mourners who died in this desert.

Jiang Ruoxuan is like a lost traveler, lying on the hump of a camel, with a slight side of the hat, shielding from the wind and sand, wandering around the edge of the desert of death.

The hump is where the camel stores nutrients, and in places with many water and grasses, the camel eats and drinks enough, and turns part of the nutrients into fat and stores it in the hump, and when there is a lack of food, it is used to maintain life.

Therefore, the more he leaned on the hump, the more Jiang Ruoxuan could feel the vigorous vitality in this bulge.

The wind and sand seem to be blowing day and night, if it weren't for a camel coming over, then Jiang Ruoxuan would have been desperate.

Without a desert companion like a camel, it is easy to get lost and get out of this desert of death.

Although the old horse knows the way, it is really riding a thin horse of the west wind to this place, and it is estimated that it is definitely to be planted.

Only by riding a camel can you feel safe.

Because the camel lives in the desert, it has a very sensitive sense of smell, it can find water, and it has a large callus on its leg, even if it lies on the sand that is hot by the sun, it will not be burned.

When walking, the camel can also avoid the quicksand, walking with its toes apart and not sinking into the sand.

Jiang Ruoxuan let the camel under his seat wander around the Death Desert, and the other party naturally knew that he was smart and would not rush into the desert.

There is a mysterious demonic power shrouded in this place, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable, and there is a feeling of depression that almost wants to vomit blood.

But in this sense of depression, there is a kind of dizzying hallucination, reflecting the dazzling scorching sun behind him and the depressing sandstorm in front of him, giving people the illusion of two heavens, as if there is a demonic voice constantly echoing in the mind, making people want to sink into it, and unconsciously go deep into the desert.

Jiang Ruoxuan had expected this, and always sat on the back of a camel to run "Dajiang Lock Moon Gong", meditating and concentrating.

The internal strength of his family is neutral in nature, and has the effect of calming the mind and eliminating the demons in the heart.

Take out the water bladder and sometimes slap it on the face, or pat the water on the camel's forehead, and let the camel stick out its long tongue and lick it.

The demonic power of the Death Desert becomes stronger the further you go inside, and this outside is not bad.

But if you don't take some precautions, even camels will be invaded by demonic powers, and eventually go deep into the desert, and become a pile of dry bones.

At this time, Jiang Ruoxuan didn't have much to do, so he could only wander on the edge of the Death Desert according to this stupid method.

If he can't tempt Zoroastrian outcasts before dusk, then he will have no choice but to go home.

Because the desert of death after nightfall will be extremely terrifying.

Under the influence of demonic power, this fierce land will have gusts of yin wind at night, ghosts crying wolves, and the energy magnetic field of heaven and earth is extremely chaotic, causing all kinds of strange and bizarre events, even if people are absolutely awake, they will be lost in the depths of the desert unconsciously, and in the end there is only one way to die.

It is rumored that there are too many people who died and died after being lost in this place, and coupled with the influence of the power of the Heavenly Demons, the evil feng shui is disturbed, and it becomes a place of extinction at night, and only creatures with demonic power in their bodies can survive.

Although Jiang Ruoxuan did not participate in the activities of those major forces to encircle and suppress Zoroastrians in his previous life, he had heard a lot about the strangeness of the Death Desert, and naturally he had experience.

At this time, he had been wandering around the outskirts of the desert of death, deliberately ringing the camel bell in an attempt to attract the attention of the fire-worshipping outcasts from the depths of the desert.

After being infected by demonic power, the fire-worshipping outcasts became treacherous and cunning and murderous, and when they heard such movements, they would definitely come out to check on them.

In the previous life, the person who rebelled against the sky inadvertently attracted the pursuit and killing of the fire-worshipping outcasts, because he created a movement and attracted the fire-worshipping outcasts.

However, this trick does not work from time to time, and it all depends on luck and whether the ears of the fire worshippers are good or not.

After all, the further the Death Desert goes inside, the stronger the demonic power becomes, and the fire-worshipping outcasts will get closer and closer to the interior when they are attracted by the demonic power.

However, in general, the fire-worshipping outcasts who are close to the periphery of the Death Desert will not be too strong, and the infection of demonic nature will not be too serious.

And the stronger the strength, the closer to the inside, because the weak strength rashly approached the inside, was invaded by the demonic power and lost his sanity, and became completely crazy.

This is also the reason why Jiang Ruoxuan dared to approach this dangerous area at this time.

Generally speaking, powerful fire-worshipping outcasts do not linger near the area around the desert.

The sun is already heading more and more towards the west.

Time is gradually approaching the unitary time.

Jiang Ruoxuan shook the second water bladder.

The water in the bladder is already only half a small bag.

He once again glanced at the black sandstorm area through the gauze of the hat, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

It seems that the luck has not been good lately.

The three goals of coming to northern Tibet, killing Guan Shanyue to get the blood knife Dafa failed, and the search for the bitter Buddha was also unsuccessful, and now he ventured to the Death Desert to find the fire worship outcasts, and now, it seems that the idea is also in vain.

Rustle –

“Māra——Māra——”

At this moment, suddenly there was a slight sound in the gray desert area ahead, and a series of Sanskrit mutters came from the wind.

When Jiang Ruoxuan heard this unusual voice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he lay down on the hump silently, looking sideways at the area where the sound came from.

But in the gray dust curtain, a shadowy figure cautiously approached outward.

Jiang Ruoxuan narrowed his eyes, and he already felt a cold and evil demonic power aggravating, and slowly approached his side.

You can feel a pair of bloodthirsty and greedy eyes, staring at him firmly, cautiously observing him.

Jiang Ruoxuan's body was lying on the hump, as if he was extremely weak, and his palms soothed the restless camel and spun in place, but in fact, his body was already tense and ready for battle at any time.

Suddenly—

A loud roar came from the gray curtain, and the sand and dust rolled upside down.

A black shadow suddenly rushed out from the dust area, exuding a gray-black aura all over his body, his eyes were red and bloodthirsty, and his face was thin and fierce.

But it was a thin man in tattered ragged clothes, and the ten fingers of his hands were as sharp as wolf claws.

He looked like a fierce wolf, his speed was extremely fast, he rushed to Jiang Ruoxuan's side, and grabbed the camel's belly with one claw.

The thief captures the king first, and the man shoots the horse first.

As soon as this fire-worshipping outcast appeared, he directly wanted to kill Jiang Ruoxuan and sit on the camel, cutting off Jiang Ruoxuan's way......