While the three of them were talking, the wind in the mist became stronger, wafting towards the camp from all directions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the wind, there are everywhere the sound of gold and iron intersecting and fighting and shouting, which is mixed with countless sobbing and choking cries, the cries are flickering and weird, gloomy and miserable, and seem to be full of grief and unwillingness.

In this dark night where the yellow sand of the world merges, it is like the sound of a group of ghosts crying at night, which is very penetrating, making people feel creepy and their hairs stand on end.

When Xue Lin heard this, she was even more frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "This, is this the legendary Hundred Ghosts crying at night?"

Yuwen Chenyi has always been bold and careful, and he was not afraid, and said: "Since we have all entered the quicksand ghost domain, what else is there to be afraid of, if we come, we will be safe, isn't the sword in our hands able to kill ghosts and demons, let's try it today." ”

After finishing speaking, with a sigh, he pulled out the long sword made of Xingchen Iron, and suddenly the light was clear, illuminating the range of several feet in front of him, Liu Dezhi saw this, and also pulled out the male and female swords on his back.

The three long swords reflected each other, and the thick black fog around them was illuminated by the clear light on the sword, and they immediately dispersed, and the two of them were overjoyed when they saw this, and they waved the long sword and twisted it around, and immediately dispersed the black fog several meters square in the camp.

When Xue Lin saw it, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "It turns out that Xingchen Iron can really shine when it encounters evil yin qi, great, I'll try it too." ”

As she spoke, she took out the short sword she used to assassinate the demon leopard from her waist, and as soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it immediately shone brightly, many times brighter than the long sword in the hands of Yuwen Chenyi and Liu Dezhi, and in an instant, it dispersed the black fog around the entire camp cleanly.

Liu Dezhi looked at it with an envious expression, and blurted out praise: "Your sword is so powerful, the long sword in our hands is compared to yours, it is really the light of rice grains compared to the light of the sun and the moon, the difference is vastly different." ”

Xue Lin grinned and said, "Of course, my short sword is called Xingmang, and it is forged by the iron mother of the high-grade Xingchen Iron, and you are just cast by ordinary Xingchen Iron Tire, there is no comparison between the two." ”

Hearing this, Yuwen Chen carefully looked at the short sword in her hand, but saw that the blue light on the sword was blooming, and the streamer was overflowing, like the stars in the sky, shining, and it was indeed the sword as its name.

I thought to myself, the famous family is different, the initial starting point is much higher than the ordinary mortal children, it seems that whether it is a secular society or this cultivation world, there will never be real equality.

Thinking of this, I exhaled deeply, and a trace of perseverance flashed in my clear eyes: Although I was born at the grassroots, I must also work hard and achieve great things!

Qingxiu's back, under the light of the sword, was stretched extremely long, looking so firm and lonely, Xue Lin could see it, and said in a daze: This guy has an unpredictable charm.

Liu Dezhi didn't notice the expressions of the two, his two eyes were deeply attracted by the faint white phantom that emerged from the black mist, and his mouth was a little knotted and shouted: "Quick, look, there are a lot of white shadows in the black fog." ”

Yuwen Chenyi followed the prestige, and suddenly hit a spirit, those white shadows were all transparent figures, floating in the black mist like light smoke, and I couldn't count how many there were.

"These are the souls of samurai who died in battle!"

Even though Yuwen Chenyi didn't know anything about ghosts, he still determined their identities at a glance, these "people", although ethereal and illusory, could be seen to be sturdy warriors, their faces were full of anger, grievance and unwillingness, and those terrible voices in the wind were their angry howls.

Liu Dezhi nodded and said, "Yes, I have seen records about this region in some books, thousands of years ago, it was full of oases and lakes, as well as rich minerals, and it was called the 'Paradise of the Gods'.

There are two very prosperous and powerful tribes living here, in order to compete for the right to rule this land, they have fought for many years, not only causing life and blood, but also constantly cutting down trees, digging minerals, making weapons, destroying the environment, making the desert erosion more and more serious, and finally completely extinct. ”

Xue Lin also said: "Legend has it that because of their years of war, they angered the gods, and the wrath of the gods engulfed the oases and cities in this land, sank all the lakes into the ground, took away the prosperity and glory of the past, and punished them, so that their souls wandered in the desert and never rested, so it is also called 'the land forsaken by the gods'." ”

Yuwen Chenyi was moved when he heard it, speaking of the cruelty of the war and the disasters it brings, as a sergeant on the battlefield, he knows better than anyone how many wives and wives have been separated and lost their homes due to the war, and the scene of broken limbs and broken arms and rivers of blood on the battlefield is unimaginable for ordinary people.

It's just that there are really gods in this world, and will they punish those executioners who create wars and have blood on their hands?

Yuwen Chenyi couldn't believe this kind of ethereal legend, but the souls of these war dead were really in front of him, which made him a little dazed, what was the reason for these souls to wander in this desert?

With full of doubts and incomprehension, Yuwen Chenyi frowned, and glanced at these pale and almost transparent souls, although they were full of anger and grievances, they were very empty, and they didn't seem to feel the existence of living people at all.

Xue Liu and the others also discovered this special situation, and their hanging hearts fell, Xue Lin changed her nervous expression just now, smiled all over her face, and said with a smile: "Haha, these resentful spirits can't see us, it's fun now." ”

Yuwen Chenyi is not as relaxed as her, for the sake of safety, she still insists that the three people take turns to keep vigil, after all, the situation is still unclear, what if something happens in the middle?

Danger often occurs inadvertently, "Zhuge is only cautious in his life", "be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years", "carelessly lose Jingzhou", these wise sayings throughout the ages will always be his motto, but also the accumulation of knowledge and wisdom, and the summary of the experience and lessons left by the ancestors to future generations.

After the plan was completed, Yuwen Chenyi let Xue Liu and the others rest, and he came to stand guard, Xue Lin handed over the short sword and longbow to him when he entered the tent, the short sword was used to dispel the black fog and yin qi, and was used as a tool for lighting, and the longbow could be used for long-distance attacks.