Chapter 1: Shadow Moon, a disciple of the Night Emperor Kalubi

"Where am I?" The hot and dry environment, as well as the bursts of thirst from his throat, woke Zhang Kaifeng from his coma, but Zhang Kaifeng, who opened his eyes, felt a burst of confusion, the boundless yellow sand desert in front of him did not exist within hundreds of kilometers of his home, if this was a joke made by his little friends to himself, then this joke was too big, Zhang Kaifeng didn't believe that his little friends could make such a joke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feeling the heat contained in the air again, Zhang Kaifeng confirmed that he was in the desert and not on the beach by the sea, but this could not change Zhang Kaifeng's current predicament, it seemed that he had been in a coma in this desert for too long, Zhang Kaifeng could feel that his body was seriously dehydrated and dehydrated, and he couldn't even support his body, and it seemed that he could only wait for death in place.

Where is this? Why am I here? Will I die here? Human will cannot change the laws of nature, with too many questions and unwillingness, Zhang Kaifeng, who is seriously dehydrated, is once again unwilling to fall into a coma, if there is no accident, Zhang Kaifeng may only be able to gradually die in this desert.

The wind and sand in the desert began to gradually cover Zhang Kaifeng's body, and it seemed that he didn't even want to leave him the opportunity that Zhang Kaifeng might be discovered by others, but fortunately, it seemed that there was no endless road, or God couldn't bear Zhang Kaifeng to be so unlucky, a figure in the distance gradually approached Zhang Kaifeng's location, when the wind and sand were about to completely bury Zhang Kaifeng, this figure finally passed by Zhang Kaifeng's side, and seemed to stop consciously, looking at Zhang Kaifeng who was unconscious in the wind and sand, the person came to Zhang Kaifeng's side, squatted down and dug Zhang Kaifeng out of the sand, and probed Zhang Kaifeng's snort, took off the water bag hanging on his waist and poured some water into Zhang Kaifeng's mouth.

"Ahem......" Zhang Kaifeng, who was unconscious, was choked by the water that was forcibly poured into his mouth, and felt that the water in his mouth did not know where it came from, and he didn't dare to waste the slightest, so he drank it in a big gulp.

"Young man, why are you here? What about your family? Why is it only you. After drinking most of the bag of water, Zhang Kaifeng finally felt that he couldn't drink anymore, and he didn't know where the strength came from to push away the water bag from his mouth, and the person who kindly rescued Zhang Kaifeng also took the water bag very quickly, but didn't let a drop of water spill it: "A person appears in this desert, and he doesn't have water and food with him, if it doesn't happen that I have something to pass by here, I'm afraid you are dead." ”

"Thank you......" weakly spit out two words, Zhang Kaifeng began to look at his savior in front of him, dressed in an ink-colored robe, dark white skin color that is not like ordinary people, coupled with a gray shawl long hair, and the scimitar on his back, Zhang Kaifeng was stupid for a while, this shape gave him a feeling of ancient chivalry: "Are you COS? Is it Kalubi? It's very godlike! But why are you playing this in the desert? Ao, yes, Mingjiao is originally in the desert of the Western Regions." ”

"What is COS?" Kalubi listened curiously to the words that popped out of Zhang Kaifeng's mouth, not understanding the meaning of his words: "It seems that you also know our Mingjiao?"

"What?" Zhang Kaifeng wanted to laugh a little, this guy is COS into the play, right? If it weren't for the countless times he built an account in the game of Jian San, and then there were countless Mingjiao trumpets who played to level 15 and worshiped under the Night Emperor Kalubi, I'm afraid I wouldn't have recognized who this is COS: "I have to give a thumbs up to your hair and skin, it's rare to see such a heart-to-heart COS." ”

"Boy, don't say these strange things. Kalubi frowned, although he didn't know what Zhang Kaifeng's words meant, but he always felt that Zhang Kaifeng's words were extremely frivolous: "You just woke up from a coma, don't talk too much, I'll take you to the oasis in front of you first." ”

After that, Kalubi bent down and carried Zhang Kaifeng on his back, and the extremely weak Zhang Kaifeng was powerless to resist, so he could only let Kalubi do it, and then he found that Kalubi's seemingly thin body contained extremely powerful strength, and he didn't seem to feel any weight after carrying himself, to know that he was a man weighing sixty kilograms, he couldn't help but praise: "Your strength is really not bad, and you can't carry it hard for me, a person of more than 100 pounds." ”

"Young man, what are you talking about?" Hearing Zhang Kaifeng's words, Kalubi felt that Zhang Kaifeng was confused: "You are only sixty or seventy pounds at most, where are you a hundred or ten pounds?"

"What?" Zhang Kaifeng was stunned when he heard this, and kept writhing on Kalubi's back, trying to look at his body, but soon he also found that something was wrong, he didn't seem to occupy much of Kalubi's back, and his hands holding Kalubi's neck also looked very small, which made Zhang Kaifeng think of a very terrifying possibility: "Are you the Night Emperor of the Ming Sect Kalubi?

"Didn't you already know that I was Kalubi?" Kalubi was a little puzzled, but he didn't stop but glanced back at Zhang Kaifeng: "Why do you still ask that?"

"...... before" received Kalubi's affirmative answer, Zhang Kaifeng knew that his guess might be true, and he was speechless for a while and almost fainted: "I thought it was fake, but Kalubi, why did you save me? I remember that you should be the Dharma King who was assassinated in the Ming Sect, right?"

"I was just like you. When Kalubi heard Zhang Kaifeng's answer, he didn't doubt it, and his eyes revealed a trace of tenderness and memory: "I was also about to die in the desert, and I was also rescued, since I was able to be saved by others, now I can save others." ”

"Is that so?" Zhang Kaifeng didn't know who Kalubi said was who saved him, he only knew a small part of the propaganda and the part that had not been sent out before level 18 for the plot of Jian San, and he was not very clear about Kalubi's past: "Thank you really for saving me, Kalubi, why don't you take me back to Mingjiao? This world is no longer my original world, and I have nowhere to go." ”

"Good. Hearing Zhang Kaifeng's words, Kalubi's feet froze, although he didn't know why Zhang Kaifeng said such a thing at a young age, but remembering that he came to the surface world and was rescued by Yu Rui, and hoped to be with him all the time, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic: "Then you will be my disciple and become a disciple of Mingjiao, by the way, I don't know what your name is?"

"My name is Zhang Kaifeng. Zhang Kaifeng bit his name hard, although I don't know why I came to the world of Jian San, but I'm afraid I can't go back, there is no mirror here to see whether his face is the same as the original, and there is only one name left for his involvement with his previous life: "My name is Zhang Kaifeng, Master Kalubi." ”

"From now on, your title will be called Shadow Moon. Kalubi thought for a while, and said to Zhang Kaifeng: "Shadow Moon, a disciple of the Ming Sect's Night Emperor Kalubi, isn't this title very good?"