Ning Ning stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the desert, looking far away at the dim intersection of heaven and earth.

To prevent the death energy from spilling out, the immortal gate set up a barrier around Tianhe. Separated by an invisible barrier, the side where she was was bright and golden, while the other side was shrouded in black mist, and only the blurred skylight could be vaguely seen.

Under the demonic energy, the distinct layers of sand dunes rose and fell continuously, like angry waves frozen in mid-air.

Everywhere in the yellow sand, occasionally a vast black shadow passed by from afar, and it was unknown whether it was a bird that flew hurriedly from the horizon, or a fleeting shadow of a demon.

Tianxianzi and his men still hadn't come.

When she finished speaking, the driver suddenly turned into an angry bull, panting and pulling the reins to rush forward desperately.

She and the other two were tossed around in the carriage. Unprepared, she fell backwards. She thought she was going to hit the wooden board, but the back of her head landed on a warm and soft place.

It turned out that Pei Ji stretched out his hand and gently protected her head.

Ning Ning wanted to ask if the force just now hurt his palm.

Unexpectedly, the next moment she was in a trance, she was pulled into his arms without any explanation.

Pei Ji's body was very cold, but his breath was hot.

Ning Ning was pulled over, and his lips landed just near his collarbone. Every time she took a breath, her breath lingered in the hollow of her neck, and she could feel the palm on her back secretly exerting force.

She didn't dare to speak or move at the time, not to mention that Lin Xun was in the car.

Ning Ning: ...

She no longer wanted to see Lin Xun's expression. With Little White Dragon's personality, he would have blushed and was even more shy than she was.

This three-person space was torture. Ning Ning fled immediately after reaching Tianhe.

However, the other carriage had not arrived yet. She was bored while waiting, so she simply spoke to the driver: "Uncle, how much do you know about this desert?"

"You mean Tianhe?"

The driver took a puff of smoke and glanced into the barrier: "The battlefield of immortals and demons, many people go in, and those who come out..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned leisurely, his face was a little blurred by the white smoke, and he asked her suspiciously: "Looking at your looks, this should be the first time you come here. You are unfamiliar with the place. You just broke in like this. Aren't you afraid of something happening?"

Ningning shook her head: "We have made preparations."

The Tianhe Desert is extremely dangerous. Naturally, they could not have come here without any ideas.

With the map, common monsters and precautions, and with Wen Hemian, a humanoid science machine, there shouldn't be any problems after entering the desert.

She paused for a while and said, "Has anything strange happened in the desert recently?"

"I don't know about that."

The man smiled and said, "We drivers run back and forth in the town all day long, so how can we know the strangeness in the desert? If you really want to know this, you might as well ask those thieves - they stay in the desert all day, maybe they can see a little bit of cat pee."

Thieves.

Ning Ning's heart was moved by these three words, and she became a little interested: "Uncle, do you know a girl named 'Lu Wanxing'?"

"Lu Wanxing?"

The driver looked at her and frowned slightly: "How do you know her?"

"It's just a coincidence." Ning Ning saw that his expression was not right, and continued to ask curiously, "What happened to Lu Wanxing?"

"It's not a big problem - it's just that girl, she's a bit weird."

Both of them were idle, and the driver was a chatterbox who couldn't hide his thoughts. As soon as he mentioned Lu Wanxing, he didn't stop talking: "During the war, several townspeople led the monks to the Tianhe Desert, but they were bribed by the evil cultivators, resulting in the tragic death of all the monks - have you heard about this?"

Ning Ning nodded.

"Lu Wanxing's brother was one of the guides."

The driver showed a slightly disgusted look and lowered his voice: "But you also know that if you work for monsters, no matter how high the rewards they boast, can you get any benefit in the end? Impossible!"

Ning Ning thought it was just an old story that had nothing to do with the present, but she didn't expect there was such a entanglement. She became more curious for a moment: "Did those people get into trouble?"

"Yes! They came out with a bunch of gold, silver and jewelry, and planned to run away with their families overnight, but before they even stepped out of the house, wow!"

He spoke passionately, with a bit of the aura of a storyteller: "That group of people actually fell to the ground one after another, their vitality was sucked away by the evil spirit, and they became dried corpses that could never stand up again! As for the jewelry they took from the evil cultivator, they all turned into rotten things and mud - it was all retribution!"

"So," Ning Ning thought thoughtfully, "the evil cultivator had already cursed them and wanted to kill them all."

"That's it!"

The driver nodded repeatedly: "No matter who you believe, you can't believe the evil spirit. Who knows what those monsters are thinking - oh, we're off topic, aren't we talking about Lu Wanxing!"

At this time, Pei Ji and Lin Xun also got out of the car. The latter has not yet recovered from the scene he saw before. He kept his head down from beginning to end, and his dragon horns were slightly pink.

Ning Ning didn't look at them, and tried to divert attention by talking to the driver: "Yes, Lu Wanxing."

"Her father passed away a long time ago, and she depended on her brother and mother for everything. After such an incident, only Lu Wanxing and her mother were left at home."

The driver said: "It's strange to say, her brother did such a shameful thing, and his reputation in Pingchuan has long been tarnished. If she stays here, she will only be looked down upon. The other families who led the way all moved out of Pingchuan, and only the Lu family stayed. I really don't know what they were thinking."

"To be honest, her father was also a character. He was a well-known honest and upright mayor in our town. Unfortunately, he died while saving people in a fire."

He sighed and said here: "He left behind a son and a daughter. The son colluded with the demons and died, and the daughter... Lu Wanxing went in and out of the desert all day long, stealing relics. I have seen her interacting with outsiders in a sneaky way. She should be doing a deal. What a pity, what a pity."

Pei Ji listened for a long while, and suddenly said: "Has she ever stolen from a living person?"

"Ah?"

The man was stunned: "Theft... shouldn't be the case, right? Although she is a little wild, she would not do such a thing."

The topic came to an abrupt end here.

A loud horse roar was heard not far away; it was the carriage that Tian Xianzi and the others were riding in that finally arrived.

The horse was so tired after running wildly that it rolled its eyes. When the reins were suddenly pulled tight and it had to stop, yellow smoke rose from its feet.

A jelly-like human body rolled out of the door and fell to the ground limply as if dead. It was He Zhizhou's flesh.

The driver's eyes were gloomy: "You chased so fast, not bad, not bad,

the young are really formidable." The young man sitting in the carriage also had a grim look on his face: "Who are you? Your skills are so superb... Damn it, I lost this time."

Ning Ning:...

What's wrong with you desert people, uncle!

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If we ignore the fact that they almost died before they could accomplish their mission, and that they were so upset by the blood of the desert driver, the group finally entered Tianhe unimpeded.

The demonic energy of Tianhe was lingering, and the moment they passed through the barrier, they could clearly feel the faint pressure coming from all directions.

Even the air in this ghost place seemed turbid. Tianxianzi had a profound cultivation level, so his expression was the same as usual: "The further you go in, the stronger the demonic energy will be. You must be careful."

The desert is a barren land. The outer area has been visited by thieves seeking treasures for many years, and it is difficult to see any traces of the battlefield of immortals and demons.

The sword cultivators' sword energy is exposed, and most demons dare not get close to them. Therefore, compared with ordinary people who come here to search for treasures, they go deeper into the interior much faster.

Just as Tianxianzi said, as they gradually approached the center of the desert, Ningning could clearly feel that the demonic energy around them was getting thicker and thicker.

She felt something in her heart and glanced at Pei Ji beside her.

The demons were clearly targeting him. Among all the people who came to Tianhe this time, Pei Ji was the most critical one.

Tianxianzi knew that he would be affected by the demonic energy, so he specially prepared many Qingxin Pills and Suppressing Demon Pills before this to suppress the demonic energy so that it would not be controlled by the energy gathered in the desert. Moreover,

after the battle in the Demon Refining Tower, Ningning swallowed the Lingshu Immortal Grass, and Pei Ji successfully broke the inner demon. Both of them had greatly improved their cultivation, jumping from the Jindan realm to the Yuanying realm.

After the realm was improved, the ability to suppress the demonic energy was also greatly improved.

The desert is full of unchanging scenery. After walking in the increasingly dense black air for a while, Ningning's curiosity about new things gradually faded, and she no longer had much interest.

She was bored and looked around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing by quickly.

The shadow carried a murderous aura.

Something was wrong.

In the dull air around... there seemed to be a very strange fragrance.

Tianxianzi smiled lightly and a long sword appeared in his hand: "Did you notice it?"

Wen Hemian nodded: "Be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind blew past.

The strange fragrance was blown away by the strong wind and spread to every corner recklessly. Perhaps influenced by this, the sky suddenly rang with bird calls, and the chaotic shadows covered the sky. However,

after a moment of shock, several shadows swooped down and attacked everyone!

"There is a magic incense nearby, waiting for us to take the bait."

Tian Xianzi sighed softly, "The demons have indeed broken the two-meter dust array...some fish have escaped and come out."

The sky and the sand dunes were all filled with shadows, and the strong demonic energy spread wantonly with the demonic breath. Ningning drew her sword and cut off a bird demon that suddenly appeared.

Now the evil wind is strong, and there are demons ready to move in all directions.

She can probably guess some of the demon cultivators' calculations, and know that the purpose of their attack this time should be the most important Wen Hemian or Pei Ji in the group.

——Wen Hemian and Tong Xiao are both masters of the dust formation. If they can solve this problem, it will be difficult for the cultivation world to find out the existence of the cat in the formation in a short time.

Pei Ji has a very strong demon bloodline. Although the specific plan of the demon cultivators is still unclear, judging from the deliberate targeting of him several times before, Pei Ji must be a key figure in the plan.

Obviously, others also think so.

Therefore, when the layers of sand under their feet trembled violently, several vines broke through the sand, and the yellow sand filled the sky and the fishy wind blew, everyone subconsciously turned their attention to the two people.

However, the demon shadows were scattered, and the vines rushed forward at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to capture, like a knife or a blade, breaking through the layers of howling gale.

However, the direction of the attack was not towards Wen Hemian and Pei Ji.

The sudden change only took a short moment.

Ning Ning was stunned.

The long sword in her hand was resisting the mindless attack of a sand ghost, and what was wrapped around her waist

was a demon vine that was integrated with the dark magic energy and had an undetectable breath.

The barrage exploded in Ning Ning's mind.

Why did the tentacle monster catch her? Could it be that these monsters attacked indiscriminately? Why not follow the agreed script, where she is just an innocent vicious female supporting role?

Before she finished her complaints, she rolled hard.

The girl's figure fell with the vines, and at the same time, the yellow sand on the ground surged, forming a squirming circular vortex not far away. In just a moment, it swallowed Ningning and disappeared.

Tian Xianzi shouted in shock: "Ningning-Hey! Pei Ji! Why did you jump down!"

He was unable to do anything else, so he gritted his teeth and looked at He Zhizhou: "Take care of Elder Wen and Junior Brother Lin, I will bring them back!"

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Ningning felt that she was dreaming.

Everything in the dream was extremely blurry, and the light and shadow flickered back and forth, condensing into many ever-changing shadows.

She saw towering mountains spreading out like ink, long streets lit up by lights, and swords flying across the sky. Finally, the picture froze, and the scattered images gathered together to form a slender human figure.

There was an endless void all around, and it seemed that there were only her and that person in the whole world. It was

so close that she almost thought she had died in a daze, and a revolving lantern of her life was playing in front of her. Only when she saw the figure in front of her did she suddenly realize that she was dreaming.

Because that person looked like she had never seen him before.

He was a man, or a boy.

Ning Ning looked at him quietly, and a very inappropriate thought emerged in her mind: It’s a pity that it’s not Pei Ji who appears here. If she saw him in her dream, she might be bolder than usual.

She walked forward curiously, her mind wandering.

The boy was condensed from mist, without substance, just an untouchable shadow. He wore a clean white shirt, his face was like a jumbled puzzle, his features were blurred, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Ning Ning looked him up and down, and tried to speak in her dream: "Hello...?"

The man did not answer, like a dead body or a doll.

To be honest, it was a bit scary.

Ning Ning was not used to this weird and dead atmosphere, she concentrated on the mosaic on his face, and was about to reach out to touch it, when she saw the man shudder all over.

This sudden fright was the most terrifying. Ning Ning took a step back reflexively, but found that the other party did not continue to move.

The only difference from before was that there was a bloodstain on his chest.

The young man was dressed in white, and the bright red blood was overflowing like a tide, which made him look particularly abrupt and terrifying.

For some reason, although she couldn't see his facial features, Ning Ning inexplicably had a feeling that this person was staring at her.

She was clearly a stranger to him, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her chest. Her heart began to beat extremely violently, and every impact was as heavy as a boulder, knocking her a little dazed.

All demons and monsters are paper tigers. Ning Ning tried to calm down. With years of experience in reading novels, she filled in countless stories that fit the worldview of immortals.

For example, seizure, past lives, lost memories and forgotten people, she always felt disgusting after thinking about it, and filled in goosebumps all over her brain.

Compared with the vague entanglement of past lives and present lives, she would rather believe that the brother in front of her is an alien from the M79 nebula, and is using brain waves or subconsciousness to communicate with her at a deep level.

It was as quiet as death. Ning Ning poked the man's shoulder, but only encountered invisible white smoke.

She wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she heard another voice she had never heard before, from a woman.

"Wake up."

This voice pulled her back to reality from her dream, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

Great, my body aches as if it's falling apart, this is not a dream.

So many strange things have happened since she entered Tianhe. She barely got up, sat on the ground and looked around, recalling what happened before she fell into a coma.

They encountered a demon-attracting incense set up by the demons. In the chaos, she was caught in a vortex by a demon vine. In order to break free from the shackles, she drew her sword and cut the vine.

Then what happened?

Ning Ning frowned and recalled, the whirlpool was so deep that she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. She lost her support in the endless darkness and kept falling. She wanted to use the sword to stabilize her body, but she was enveloped by another stronger force and lost consciousness.

... Is it the power from this place?

She was moved and looked up. The field of vision was full of flawless pure white, which was completely different from the Tianhe Desert shrouded in black mist in her memory, but it was very similar to what she saw in the dream.

Unlike the dream, the young man who was mosaiced out disappeared, and there was only a ball of thick white smoke floating in front of Ning Ning's eyes.

She couldn't figure out what was going on. She stared at the white smoke in a daze. She was about to reach out and touch it, but she heard a woman's voice coming from the smoke, soft and gentle, as if she was laughing: "You are here again."

...Again?

Has she been to this place before?

Ningning's mind was a mess. She endured the pain and said: "Who are you?"

At this point in the conversation, for some reason, the air around them quietly stagnated.

The scattered white smoke suddenly stopped, and she said with a little confusion: "You don't remember me? For so many years... every time you come here, you have never forgotten."

She seemed to be talking to herself, her voice getting lower and lower, with a tone of disbelief: "How can you be like others and not remember me? Obviously you are different from them... only you are different."

What she saw and heard today was far beyond her imagination. Ningning's mind has never been filled with countless small question marks like now.

Where is this place? Who is the woman in front of her? Why does the other party act... like she knows her?

And the boy who inexplicably appeared in her dream.

Ningning just felt a splitting headache.

"How pitiful."

The white smoke suddenly gathered and condensed into a blurry female figure. As it gradually approached her, her facial features gradually took shape.

The cold air quickly spread to her limbs and bones, and the white shadow's hands had already covered her cheeks. The woman spoke to herself, staring at her without blinking with her empty eyes, and her voice was as vague as clouds and smoke.

"The death aura on your body is still so strong... Since you have forgotten me, can you still remember--"

Ningning didn't understand what she meant, but she froze in the next moment.

The white smoke brought the woman's sighing murmur, every word was extremely clear, and it fell heavily on her eardrums: "In the near future, you will die?"