The sky is full of yellow sand, this is an independent world. Not long after entering, Liu Wei'an had this feeling, and as he went deeper, this feeling became more and more clear.
On the way, I encountered several corpses, including future soldiers and members of the supernatural power group, with different death patterns. Huang Yueyue couldn't remember how many times she was attacked, but Liu Wei'an blocked them all.
"They are in front." Huang Yueyue exclaimed in surprise. There are only two people in the yellow world, and every second is a torment. The howling wind is the only melody in this world. When I first entered the restricted area, I didn't feel much. After ten minutes, I would feel extremely lonely. Huang Yueyue was lucky to have Liu Wei'an by her side, otherwise she would definitely go crazy.
Liu Wei'an suddenly stopped and grabbed the happy Huang Yueyue.
"What's wrong?" Huang Yueyue found that Liu Wei'an's face was not only full of joy, but serious.
"It's someone else." Liu Weian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Who is it? Come forward!" The person in front spotted the two of them.
Liu Wei'an was not afraid, and led Huang Yueyue to meet him. After entering 20 meters, the two sides can already see each other clearly.
A team of more than a dozen people has different shapes. The strong ones are like elephants, and the thin ones are like Huang Yueyue. There are men and women, old and young. Like great. The introversion of traditional masters does not exist in them.
At fifteen meters, Liu Weian stopped. This is the conservative distance of the platinum bow. If it is any closer, the power of the platinum bow will be greatly reduced. Huang Yueyue leaned towards him with some fear.
The group looked at the two of them with curious eyes, and one of them, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, focused on Huang Yueyue, with a strange light shining in his triangular eyes.
"Boy, it's amazing. You dare to come to the restricted area alone, and you bring a woman who can't martial arts with you." The strong man who was as tall as an elephant spoke, his voice was like a bell.
"It's just luck." Liu Wei'an said.
No one in the room believed his words. If he could get here by luck, then this person would be the son of God one day.
"One more powerful character grabbing the treasure." The man who was as thin as a bamboo pole said sadly.
"If you don't die, you won't die." Liu Weian glanced at him.
"What did you say?" The bamboo pole man's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Your face is blue, Yintang is black, you are not far from death." Liu Wei'an looked serious.
"Looking for death!" The bamboo pole man was furious, his hair suddenly stood on end and began to grow wildly. The person next to him couldn't help taking a few steps back, showing a fearful expression.
"Fight the baby before you see it. If you have the spirit, why not save your life to find the baby? It's not worth it." The strong man said.
The man with the bamboo pole froze, his eyes flickered a few times, and his hair, which had already grown to one meter long, shrank back with a whoosh, returning to its original length, and his triangular eyes shot out an undisguised murderous intent: "Boy, I'll leave you alone for as long as you want!" Live for a while, remember, your life is mine."
Liu Wei'an smiled disdainfully, and didn't even bother to answer. He could tell at the first glance that this group of people was not a complete team, but a patchwork of people, and that they were huddled together to deal with the danger of the restricted area. People who still fight side by side.
"Discuss it, discuss it, and there is no good idea. In my opinion, find someone to try it and you will know whether it is dangerous." The oldest old Fu said.
"Who's going?" The fat aunt's waist was as thick as a bucket, but her voice was sweet and tender. If you close your eyes and listen to her voice, 99 out of 100 people will be fascinated and 98 people will be hard, but the moment you open your eyes, all the beautiful fantasies will become cruel and soft in an instant.
"We cut through thorns and thorns all the way, more than 30 people died, and only a dozen of us were left. The people behind didn't have to do anything, they just came here easily. There is no such cheap thing, and they want to follow us If we go together, we have to pay." The bamboo pole man omitted even the politeness, and stared directly at Liu Wei'an.
"It's so fun, I don't know how to die later." Liu Wei'an sneered, and took a step forward.
"Don't go!" Huang Yueyue pulled his clothes nervously.
"It's okay." Liu Wei'an comforted her gently, and took her hand to the front, where a stone tablet blocked the way of everyone.
It is already very rare to erect a stele in the yellow sand, and what is even more rare is that after a hundred years of time, the stele has not been submerged by the wind and sand. Not only that, the stele has no sign of weathering, and the most incredible thing is the self on the stele. , as clear as just engraved.
The font is in block letters, and the eight characters are engraved in incised style: Those who enter will not live and those who retreat will not die.
"What do you think, young man?" Old Fu asked kindly.
Liu Wei'an didn't answer, and turned to the back of the stele, which was also engraved with words, only one: kill! It used wild grass, and it was done in one stroke, expressing the killing intent that came out of the pen vividly, and the killing intent rushed to attack people three meters away. If it wasn't for Liu Wei'an, Huang Yueyue would definitely not be able to bear it.
Liu Wei'an stretched out his index finger and traced along the strokes, and found that the lines just coincided with the fingers, and the word 'kill' was engraved with his fingers. He was shocked in his heart. With his current strength, it is easy to carve words on wood with his fingers, and he can also carve on stone. But for this stele, he used his power several times in a row, but he couldn't leave any traces.
This is an extraterrestrial meteorite, whose hardness exceeds the alloy material of this world.
Everyone looked at Liu Weian, and Liu Weian was still copying this killing word over and over again. After five or six minutes passed, the bamboo pole man couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "Stop putting on airs, and try the way for us obediently, or we will kill you."
Everyone doesn't like the bamboo pole man, but no one objected to his words. A dead fellow is not a poor fellow.
Liu Wei'an finally stopped, looked at the tense expressions of everyone, sneered, then took Huang Yueyue's hand and walked over the stone tablet without any hesitation, as if going home naturally. The group watched from behind, one step, two steps, three steps... until Liu Weian and Huang Yueyue were left with only two black spots, the group let out a sigh of relief and scrambled over the stone tablet.
never mind!
"Are you afraid?" Liu Wei'an looked at Huang Yueyue. The little girl suffered a lot from following him. She used to be the first few young ladies, and she couldn't do laundry, cooking, sweeping the floor, washing dishes, etc., but now she knows all these things. , and very skilled.
"I'm afraid, but you're here." Huang Yueyue also looked at Liu Wei'an, her bright eyes were pure and flawless.
"Do you still remember the first time we met?" Liu Weian had a smile in his eyes.
"Remember, I will never forget it for the rest of my life. There was a big villain who pretended to be a ghost to frighten people, causing them to sleep badly for several nights, having nightmares, dreaming that a female ghost wanted to eat me all the time." Huang Yueyue would think of this every time. Everything, I hate it so much.
"May I scare them?" Liu Weian stopped and turned to look at the approaching group.
"Okay, it's best to scare that tall and thin man a little bit more, his eyes make me feel uncomfortable." Huang Yueyue said.
"He has no chance to scare me." Liu Weian didn't lower his voice, and spread it with the wind.
"Where's the bamboo pole?"
The group subconsciously looked at the tall and thin man, but they looked around but couldn't find anyone. In the yellow sand, there is no place to cover the body. It is impossible for a living person to disappear for no reason.
"Where's the bamboo pole?" The strong man also shouted, his voice was like thunder, and could be heard hundreds of meters away. There was no response, nothing abnormal, the bamboo pole disappeared, and disappeared without a sound.
"It's you? It's your fault!" Old Fu rushed up, but when he was about to get close to Liu Wei'an, he stopped suddenly, with fear on his face.
The others speeded up and rushed up, half-surrounding Liu Wei'an, with unkind eyes.
"It turns out that this guy is really stupid. People live up to their names, um, people live up to their names." Liu Weian seemed to not see the vigilance and looming murderous intent in these people's eyes, and calmly said: "I am in front, you are in the back, I How can it be possible to play tricks, even if it is making a trap, it is impossible to just target the bamboo pole alone, old man, you are quite old, please use your brain next time when you speak, okay?"
"It's not you, who else?" Old Fu's face flushed suddenly.
"You can tell by the appearance of the bamboo pole that your character is not good. You must have offended a lot of people. There are intrigues in your team, and maybe you were plotted against by others. Staring at me is useless." Liu Wei'an said.
"You said just now that he would die, and now he's dead, do you think we'll believe it's a coincidence?" Old Fu snapped, he couldn't help being afraid. The bamboo pole has a better relationship with him than the others, so he followed him when he left. A master was wiped out silently by his side, and he didn't even feel a little bit. Fear. If the assassin targeted him next time, he would have no other possibility but to follow in the footsteps of the bamboo pole.
"Do you believe me when I'm joking?" Liu Wei'an couldn't help shaking his head, "I also said that your eye sockets are sunken, age spots appear, and you are close to death, do you believe it?"
Old Fu's face suddenly sank.
"What's your name for this brother?" The brawny man clasped his fists, which is the standard etiquette for ordinary citizens to nobles.
"Liu Weiqing." Dongfang Herring didn't tell the truth.
"It turned out to be Brother Liu, sorry for your disrespect." The strong man smiled all over his face, "I think Brother Liu seems to be familiar with the terrain here, can you tell me how the bamboo pole disappeared?"
"I don't know." Liu Weian turned and left, revealing the second stele behind him.
It is exactly the same style, size, and material as the first stele, but the words are different: one reads heaven and one reads hell. The back is smooth with no lettering.
This group of people glanced at each other and followed quickly. They made up their minds not to stay within 10 meters of Liu Weian to see what he could do. As long as they found a clue, the dozen or so people here would immediately drown the two of them with attacks.
"Old Fu, where did Lao Fu go?" Everyone's attention was on Liu Weian, and when they walked halfway, they realized that there was one person missing. It disappeared, just like when the bamboo pole disappeared, and it was all silent.