It took a full two days to walk all the way from Dasong Mountain where Fuquan is located to the desert area where Feng Yin and others were trapped.
And this is already the result of Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang's best efforts.
The barren land is a barren land after all, and it is not their own back garden for the two top-level Jindan real people... In order to avoid risks, the two of them actually made a big circle and chose a place where the distribution of spirits and monsters is relatively sparse, and their strength is relatively sparse. Not too strong a line, day and night.
As for Wang Wu, the two of them took turns to carry it. At this time, she was far from being as graceful as she would be in the future. She still looked like a light and fluffy firewood girl, and it didn't take much effort to carry it, and it would not affect the itinerary.
When the three rushed to the edge of the desert, they saw the rolling sand dunes, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no clouds in the sky. The clear sky seems to be making a silent invitation, inviting them to go deep into the desert and go to that mysterious oasis.
Standing in front of the entrance, Wang Lu suddenly felt a warning signal in his heart, and frowned slightly: "I always feel that going ahead is the way of no return..."
Ouyang Shang smiled and said, "Then do you think the result will be better if you turn around?"
of course not.
"Speaking of which, do you really want to bring this guy with you? I still don't think it's reliable, it's okay if he's really weak." Wang Lu stretched out his finger and pointed to Wang Wu who was sitting cross-legged in meditation not far away.
It was just a casual complaint, but unexpectedly Ouyang Shang became a little serious: "She is very important to you, it is in your history."
Well... there is nothing wrong with that.
"To be able to survive that catastrophe and become a person who is extremely important to you, the chief of the future generations, she should have something special."
Hehe, if you see what she looks like in a hundred years, you should know that she is more than just "something special".
"On the contrary, Junior Brother Yang Fei and the others should not have survived, right? From your reaction, it can be seen that you are very strange to them."
Wang Lu suddenly thought of someone who was in the team but was ignored by him. Uncle Lu Li, I'm sorry for you.
"On the contrary, it seems that you are familiar with Feng Yin, so he should also be one of the survivors. So isn't this a very simple logic? It's safer for her to stay with the survivors than with the dead, right
This logic does make some sense, so I will take my little sister Wang Wu and say goodbye. You go to the desert by yourself and find Feng Yin to make a base.
"Hey, do you have the heart to watch me die alone?"
Wang Lu really wanted to say that I couldn't bear it, so I didn't watch it... But considering that the integrity value of this spirit sword elder brother is actually not much better than his own, if he knelt down and hugged his leg, That scene was really ugly, not to mention there was a silent master behind her... If she let her watch her elder brother do nothing to save her, she would definitely turn her face into revenge in the future.
Thinking of this, Wang Lu had no choice but to suppress the anxiety in his heart: "Okay, let's live and die together."
The journey into the desert was much simpler than expected. The sandstorm mentioned by Feng Yin many times never appeared. Walking on the thousands of miles of yellow sand, there were no other obstacles except for the melting burning sensation.
And maybe because of the sandstorm just started, even the number of spirits in the desert is pitifully small. All the way unimpeded,
Ouyang Shang is worthy of being born with a soil-like physique. After entering the desert, he was like a fish in water. Under the scorching sun, he easily found the traces left by Feng Yin and others more than a month ago, and followed the traces all the way.
After a group of three people walked in the desert for a day and a night, they finally approached the target location and crossed a sand dune. What they met was an unbelievable refreshing dampness in the desert. It was an oasis in the distance.
In the oasis is the city, and Wang Lu's long-awaited sandman... that is, the city of the demons can be seen all over the place
This desert oasis is very different from the magnificent and magnificent city in the New Demon Realm, and it is even far from the demon city during the bloody battle of the five spirits. The desert demons just built tents, mud pits and other buildings around the oasis with limited resources, which seemed very primitive and crude. If Wang Lu hadn't determined their identities early on, he would never have imagined that this would be a city established by the royal family of the Demon Realm.
Similarly, the demons walking in the city are also very different from the majestic royal temperament in the impression. Except for the iconic red-faced fangs, there are actually not many royal characteristics on their bodies, even the iconic heavy armor. degenerated.
Looking at the sand dunes for a while, Ouyang Shang frowned. The situation in front of him was too different from what he expected, and the next plan could not be followed at all.
"Is this... really a demon city? It is completely undefended, and there is no hostility. We are already close to the edge of the city"
According to the previous speculation, if the demons in the city have already forced their bows on Feng Yin and the others, it means that the two sides have already torn their faces. Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu's rescue will be an earth-shattering tough battle. look at this...
While he was wondering, suddenly a sword light flew from the oasis, and a pleasantly surprised voice came from afar: "Brother, are you here?"
A moment later, a young monk in a sand-colored blouse stepped on a flying sword and descended from the sky, his face beaming with joy. He was still in mid-air, his eyes were firmly locked on Ouyang Shang, and he wished he could throw himself into his arms immediately.
But before he landed, a khaki round sword mask lit up. Wang Lu erected an indestructible Wuxiang sword circle, which immediately caused the young man who fell from the sky to be knocked into a mess, and his nose bleeds.
Ouyang Shang just sighed lightly about this, he was both annoyed and funny, but it was inconvenient to say more. As for the party who was knocked out, he was naturally furious.
"Who are you? How dare you act fiercely in front of Senior Brother?"
Wang Lu also sighed. He didn't know how to report his family name. Before this, although the two parties had exchanged letters several times, Feng Yin had never known about Wang Lu's existence.
Do you want to tell him that I am your true disciple who will be admitted to the mountain gate a hundred years later? With this old guy's IQ, he must not be able to understand it.
When the young man flew to the sky with his sword light, Wang Lu recognized that this man was Feng Yin in his youth. At this time, although he has not yet practiced the Sword of Stars and Stars, he can vaguely see the shadow of the peak of God Transformation in the future... And the reason why Wang Lu still uses Wuxiang Sword Wai knowing this is very simple, because he can't believe Feng Yin at this time .
He sent a letter asking for help three days ago, as if he was eaten alive by a moron slut, but now he ran out like a normal person, who would trust him? Who knows if he could not resist the temptation during these three days, offered his virginity to the enemy and rebelled
Fortunately, Feng Yin reacted quickly, and after asking a question, he realized that he was really reckless just now, and quickly explained: "Brother, I have been trying to send you a letter for the past two days, but I have been unable to contact you... Things have changed again, I misunderstood them earlier."
"Misunderstanding?" Ouyang Shang was not in a hurry to make a decision, "Let's hear it?"
Feng Yin nodded: "That's right, the two juniors who were captured three days ago have been released."
Wang Lu sneered and said, "What kind of reason is that? They caught the person, and they have no responsibility if they release it after they catch it? According to this statement, as long as it is inserted and then pulled out, it is not considered rape?"
"Well, there's something hidden about this matter, it's hard to explain in one word."
"Then speak slowly." When Wang Lu spoke, the Kunshan sword in his hand was still not put away, and his vigilance was clearly evident.
Feng Yin glanced at Wang Lu with some hesitation, and then cast a questioning look at Ouyang Shang.
"Speak slowly."
"Yes." Seeing that she was not trusted, Feng Yin could only be filled with depression, "Actually, even I misunderstood them before... Brother, you guessed right, they are indeed descendants of the demon race, but those who fought against the immortals and demons The demons have long been irrelevant. They don't want to cause disputes, they just want to live in peace."
Wang Lu sneered and said: "If one day, your elder brother told you that he wants to practice closed mantra, would you believe it
"Haha, how is that possible, why not kill him?"
"Cough cough" Ouyang Shang coughed.
Wang Lu said, "Since this is the case, how can you believe that the demons will change their sex? In fact, your current reaction is even more suspicious."
"I know." Feng Yin nodded, "So, if you don't believe me, please give me a questioning sword, I am willing to use this to prove my innocence"
"Question Sword?" Wang Lu snorted, "That's not a panacea. There are too many ways to deceive you. If you really have the sincerity to prove your innocence, please use rigorous logic and unquestionable evidence to prove your innocence." say."
Where did Feng Yin find indisputable evidence? Walked a few steps in place, becoming more and more restless. But at this moment, an old voice sounded faintly.
"Please don't embarrass him anymore, the matter is caused by my clan, so let me explain it on behalf of the clan."
Right in front of Wang Lu's eyes, a handful of yellow sand suddenly flew and rolled, and gradually condensed into a hunched demon old man. The old man had a red face and fangs, a rough linen shirt, a heart mirror on his chest, and his hands wrapped in heavy gloves. Among them, he stepped on a pair of metal combat boots. On the outside, it still retains some royal features, but completely lost the fighting spirit of the demon royal family.
"I am the elder of the tribe here, Chi." said the old man of the Demon Race, "As you can see, we are the remnants of the Demon Race in the Kyushu Continent. Since the great war more than 2,000 years ago, we have not been able to return home. , but stayed here by chance. So far, we have multiplied for two thousand years."
"Two thousand years of reproduction have brought great changes to our tribe. We no longer want to turn against humans and kill you. We only hope to live peacefully in this oasis. And as you can see, we Even if you want to, you will be powerless."
As he spoke, the Mozu old man unbuttoned his slightly thick gloves, revealing a pair of extremely slender wrists.
"We have lost the ability to fight."