Cheng Ziming suddenly found that his shadow suddenly lengthened, and then became longer and longer, leaving a long mark on the sand dunes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking up at the sky, I saw the sun rapidly setting towards the west, falling like a meteor, and disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

Night fell suddenly.

In an instant, the stars showed their faces, and the whole sky seemed to be inlaid with beautiful gems, shining brightly.

Cheng Ziming was stunned: The celestial phenomena in this small world are too capricious. The sun is gone, the night is coming, and there is no buffer.

In general, early morning and sunset are the best time to walk in the desert. But there is no sunset in this desert at all, and the sun seems to be in a hurry to call it a day and go home. In this way, for this desert, only daytime is a good time to march in the desert.

Storage space is not available. Cheng Ziming counted the equipment on his body and found that there was only a set of daggers that he carried with him on his body, and the rest of the magic weapons, elixirs, spirit stones, and food and drink supplies were all in the storage space. He regretted it a little, he knew that it would be good to stuff a purse in his sleeve and put some words in the purse.

The story of Wangmei's thirst, Cheng Ziming also heard it a long time ago.

He carried the three unconscious men to the bottom of the sand dunes and found a leeward place to settle them. Immediately cast the clear water trick, and used his spiritual power to transform three handfuls of clear water for the three of them.

I haven't eaten anything all day. Cheng Ziming was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period were still unable to clear the valley, and they would be hungry and uncomfortable if they didn't eat for a day. He suddenly felt lucky, fortunately the leopard was put into the spirit beast bag, otherwise this guy might be hungry and think about gnawing Qi Feiyun.

The fiery sun was gone, the wind on the dunes was starting to cool, and the temperature in the desert dropped sharply, getting colder and colder.

Cheng Ziming retracted his hands into his sleeves and found a position as comfortable as possible to lean on the sand dunes. Fortunately, the magic clothes can keep out the cold, and he doesn't have to worry about Qi Feiyun and the Wen family sisters being frozen to death.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Cheng Ziming suddenly remembered the wonderful fairy. At this time, it would be the greatest comfort to hear the voice of the beautiful woman. It's a pity that he called the name of the fairy several times in a row, but he never got a response from the beauty.

In disappointment, Cheng Ziming slowly closed his eyes. He hoped to have a good dream and have a good conversation with the fairy in his dream.

Fatigue and hunger, Cheng Ziming soon fell asleep. In his dream, he met the fairy Lingmiao.

It was a deserted garden, with a few pines and cypresses swaying gently in the cold wind. The fairy was hiding behind the rockery and whispered something. Cheng Ziming followed the sound to look for it, but he couldn't find the fairy's location.

The fairy's voice came and went, where was she?

Cheng Ziming was in a hurry, and suddenly woke up. I just felt that the cold breeze was blowing, and my mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

It's strange, obviously I woke up from a dream, how can I still hear the voice of the fairy in my ears?

Cheng Ziming listened carefully and suddenly found that a woman's low chanting voice came from the wind at some point. The voice was high and low, tactful and pleasant, revealing a lazy feeling.

Cheng Ziming had excellent luck in this life, and there were two women with extremely beautiful voices by his side.

Ruoqingzhu's voice is as crisp and sweet as the wind entering a bamboo forest.

There was an ethereal and clear elegance in the voice of the fairy fairy.

And the voice of this woman singing was no worse than that of the Wonderful Fairy. There is a strange seductive power in the looming singing.

Cheng Ziming listened for a moment and was sure that this was not his hallucination, so he slowly stood up.

Where there is singing, there must be a home. If there is a house, there must be water and food.

He judged the direction, and walked in the direction from which the song had come, facing the wind.

After climbing over two sand dunes, Cheng Ziming climbed to the top of a tall sand dune. He stood on top of the sand dunes and looked down, only to see a bright light not far ahead.

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"This is an oasis in the desert, a great city surrounded by sand dunes, and the center of the whole world!" Cheng Ziming followed along, and then said, "I know. I've listened to it several times. ”

At this moment, Cheng Ziming was already sitting at the back of a large table of food, holding a roast lamb chop in one hand and a cup of milk tea in the other, chatting with a bearded old man.

And Qi Feiyun and the Wen sisters were also safely placed in the next room at this time.

At this time, two hours have passed since Cheng Ziming and several people were rescued.

Coincidentally, when Cheng Ziming rushed to the city gate from the high sand dunes, he happened to encounter a team of camels returning to the city. The owner of the caravan was none other than the bearded uncle, his name was Wang Luo, and he was an "old man" who often roamed the desert.

After some conversation, Wang Camel was very interested in Cheng Ziming's origin. He not only lent three camels to Cheng Ziming to bring Qi Feiyun and the Wen sisters into the city, but also invited a few people to his home as guests.

Cheng Ziming learned from a casual conversation with Wang Camel that the city is called the "City of Wishes", and the city is built on the largest oasis in the desert, a huge city surrounded by sand dunes, and the center of the whole world.

"Outlander. There are a lot of things that you haven't figured out yet. The camel wiped the milk tea on his beard, took a bite of cantaloupe and said, "Our city is the greatest city in the world." Because we worship the greatest gods in the world. There are even kings of countries who have crossed the ocean and crossed the desert to come to us to worship in order to make a wish to the god and fulfill his wish. ”

"Oh?" Cheng Ziming was obviously stunned, and the cup of milk tea stopped at his mouth. How does this story sound familiar?

"That's right!" said the king with a pious glint in his eyes, "the wishing god is the greatest god in the world, and can grant all wishes! ”

"Oh. Cheng Ziming put down the teacup and grilled lamb chops, picked up a towel and wiped the greasy on his hands. He immediately remembered the frescoes outside the small palace, which seemed to be very similar to what the king camel had told about. It is a story of an overseas king who traveled thousands of miles to worship the gods.

But the little palaces were deserted. Apparently there was no one to worship the deity anymore. Could it be that the gods didn't like the palace and moved to the city?

Cheng Ziming shook his head and thought: Maybe it's just a coincidence. Maybe the people of this small world just like to believe in all kinds of gods. Perhaps the gods of the small palace were later abandoned by the populace, while the gods of the city were just rising and were at their peak in their heyday. There must be some reason why the two gods were treated one in heaven and one on the ground. Maybe the gods in the city are really more effective?

Wang Camel looked at Cheng Ziming and shook his head slightly, thinking that he didn't believe it. So he hurriedly said: "Stranger, I really don't lie to you." I tell you from personal experience that wishing the gods can grant any wish in the world. My wealth, all that I have, is given to me by the gods with a wish. ”

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