The woman's singing voice echoed in her ears, her voice ethereal and soft. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info her timbre is special, more beautiful than Ruoqingzhu's sweet and crisp voice, slightly inferior to the ethereal and clear voice of the wonderful fairy, which can be called a rare beautiful timbre in the world, with an extremely special sense of charm.

The melody of the song is ethereal, if there is nothing, it is the singing that Cheng Ziming heard in the middle of the night when he was trapped in the desert.

Why did the enchanting song suddenly appear under the night sky of the desert, and at this moment, why did it resound in the dark palace?

These questions flashed through Cheng Ziming's mind, he didn't have time to think about it, he just wanted to quickly follow the song to find it and see what kind of wonderful woman the person who made such a beautiful voice was.

Cheng Ziming judged the direction, hurriedly said, "Come with me!" and walked towards the location where the song came from.

The Wen Coral sisters glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Qi Feiyun looked at Cheng Ziming's distant figure inexplicably, and hesitated: he didn't hear any sound. But Qi Feiyun thought about it: So far, this guy hasn't made any mistakes, maybe this person is really thoughtful and lucky?

"Keep up!" Qi Feiyun gave an order, and the remaining few people chased in the direction of Cheng Ziming's departure.

A moment later, the group came to a collapsed corner. Large chunks of rubble were piled up under the corners, and a wide plank stood on top of the stone, covered with cobwebs.

This is the end of the road. And at this moment, the song of the guide suddenly disappeared.

Could it be that the way out is here? With doubts, Cheng Ziming walked up to the gravel pile in the corner, pressed his hands on the wide wooden board, and shook it vigorously.

There was a crisp "click", and the wooden board broke in response. It turned out that although the surface of the plank was intact, the inside had long since rotted. Rotting sawdust fell to the ground, and broken planks fell diagonally, revealing the space behind them.

A faint light shone obliquely through a small hole in the corner. At the same time, a faint commotion came from above. It turned out that there was really a way out after the plank.

Qi Feiyun was overjoyed in his heart, and blurted out: "You guy is really lucky, you found the exit so smoothly!"

Cheng Ziming did not show the slightest hint of surprise, but instead touched his chin and fell into deep thought: Strange! How could the singing suddenly disappear? Besides, it was just an ordinary wooden plank, how could it have a sound insulation effect comparable to that of a formation? Just after the wooden board was removed, the sound from outside came. And just before the planks broke, the corners of the hall were so quiet that no sound could be heard. ”

Qi Feiyun obviously didn't think about it so much, he stepped forward excitedly, swung his spirit sword and cut a few times on the wall, and immediately made a big hole that could pass on the basis of the small hole that transmitted light.

The sunlight at the entrance of the cave was particularly strong, and the cacophony could be heard more clearly. I heard a voice shouting loudly: "Sweet and crunchy watermelon! No money if it's not sweet! No money for the newly picked watermelon this morning!"

Cheng Ziming wondered in his heart: Didn't there just take place in the temple to rob the temple? How could there be a seller of watermelons? At this time, shouldn't it be the shouting of selling pearls, selling agate, and exchanging gold?

At this time, Qi Feiyun jumped out of the cave with a jump. Cheng Ziming no longer hesitated, followed before coming to the entrance of the cave, put his hands on the wall, and jumped out of the underground palace with a "rub".

It's a bustling bazaar, crowded with people, full of people. There are old people, children, women, men, young and beautiful playful little girls, beautiful women with mature charm, kebabs, shoe soles, wooden chairs, and food and clothing. All kinds of stalls, all kinds of businessmen, all kinds of novelty trades, all kinds of bargaining, bargaining, bargaining customers, fill the whole market.

Of course, the closest stall to Cheng Ziming is an old man selling watermelons. He looked at Cheng Ziming in a daze, his eyes didn't blink, he forgot to shout, and he couldn't say a word with his mouth open.

Cheng Ziming didn't expect him to be scared like this. Although he is an immortal cultivator, he doesn't look much different from ordinary people before revealing his spells. How could this uncle have such a surprised reaction?

With questions, Cheng Ziming stepped forward and said to the watermelon seller: "This uncle, we are just passing by here, and we are all good people." ”

Uncle Watermelon's surprised expression remained unchanged, and he asked in a trembling voice, "I just shouted a few words of sweet watermelon, and you came out of the ground." Is my watermelon so delicious?"

Cheng Ziming was a little speechless, and felt that he couldn't tell him clearly. Suddenly he remembered something, took out a small piece of gold from his cuff, handed it to the watermelon seller, and said, "We happen to be a little thirsty, buy a watermelon!"

This small piece of gold is still the sponsorship money that Wang Camel took the initiative to give to Cheng Ziming for shopping. It's a pity that this one of the richest people in the Wishing City has died under the scimitar of the soldiers of the White Wave Kingdom, leaving behind a lifetime of money to meet the wishing gods.

Thinking of the death of the camel, Cheng Ziming also sighed slightly, since he came to the City of Wishes, this rich man has always been good to him and entertained him very intimately.

When the watermelon seller saw the gold, his eyes immediately lit up, and he forgot to be surprised. He hurriedly took the gold, wiped it vigorously on the placket of his clothes a few times, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and then hurriedly put the gold carefully into his arms, squinted his eyes and smiled: "The sweet watermelon in the red soil is fragrant and sweet, and it is guaranteed to be the best watermelon in the entire oasis city!"

Wen Pearl frowned and said, "No matter how good this watermelon is, it's not worth a piece of gold." Why don't you look for money?"

Uncle Watermelon smiled "hehe": "I'm not busy, my watermelon is sweet, quenching my thirst and being full, you definitely want to eat it after eating one." Finally, let's settle the score. ”

After saying that, he turned around and picked out the largest, green melon, round melon from the cart where the watermelon was put and placed it on the table, and then he waved his big knife and cut the watermelon into even watermelon slices in a few clicks.

Qian Shoucai stepped forward a few steps, reached out and picked up a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth. Shi Dada, Bao Changsheng, and Merry Zi were about to step forward, but Qi Feiyun suddenly raised his hand and stopped them with a spirit sword. He turned back to the Wen sisters and said, "Let the girls pick first." ”

Wen Shan smiled slightly: "Then our sisters are welcome." After saying that, she raised her hand, picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to Wen Zhuzhu.

Wen Pearl took the watermelon, turned around and smiled at Cheng Ziming: "Brother Cheng, you must be thirsty, eat the watermelon." ”

Her skin is delicate, more delicate than a juicy watermelon, her lips are ruddy, more attractive than a red melon, and her eyes have a bright smile, which is sweeter than a watermelon. Her smile at this time is enough to make all the men in the world obsessed with it.

However, Cheng Ziming is a strange man with a difference. Not only did he not notice the watermelon that Wen Pearl handed in front of him, but he also did not notice her smile.

At this time, Cheng Ziming frowned slightly, his eyes were full of surprise, and he muttered: "Oasis City?

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