Ningning stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the desert, gazing far into the distance at the junction of the dim sky and earth.
In order to prevent the death energy from escaping, the immortal sect set up a barrier around Tianhe. There was an invisible barrier between them. On the side where she was, the sun was shining brightly with golden rays of light, while on the other side, it was shrouded in black fog and she could only vaguely see the blurry skylight.
Under the demonic aura, the clearly layered sand dunes undulate continuously, like raging waves frozen in mid-air.
There was yellow sand everywhere, and occasionally a dark shadow passed by from afar. I didn't know whether it was a bird flying hastily from the horizon, or the fleeting shadow of a demon.
Tianxianzi and the others still haven’t come.
As soon as she finished speaking, the driver suddenly turned into an angry bull, panting and pulling the reins, rushing forward desperately.
She and the other two were tossed around in the carriage, and she was caught off guard and fell backwards. She thought she was going to hit the wooden board, but instead her head landed on a warm and soft surface.
It turned out that Pei Ji stretched out his hand and gently protected her head.
Ningning wanted to ask out loud whether the force just now hurt his palm.
Unexpectedly, the next moment I was in a trance, I was pulled into his arms without any explanation.
Pei Ji's body was cold, but his breath was hot.
Ningning was pulled over, and his lips fell right near his collarbone. Every time he took a breath, his breath lingered in the crook of his neck, and he could feel the palm on his back applying force.
She didn't dare to speak or move at that time, not to mention that Lin Xun was in the car.
Ningning: ...
She no longer wanted to look at Lin Xun's expression. Given Little White Dragon's personality, he would have blushed a long time ago and was even more shy than her.
Such a space for three people was a torture. Ningning fled in a hurry after arriving at Tianhe.
However, the other carriage had not arrived yet. She was bored while waiting, so she simply said to the driver: "Uncle, how much do you know about this desert?"
"You mean Tianhe?"
The driver took a puff of his pipe and glanced into the barrier: "Many people have entered the Immortal and Demon Battlefield, and many have come out..."
As he spoke, his eyes moved around leisurely, his face blurred by the white smoke, and he asked her suspiciously, "From your looks, this must be your first time here, you're unfamiliar with the place, barging in like this, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
Ning Ning shook her head: "We have made preparations."
The Tianhe Desert is extremely dangerous, so it was impossible for them to come here without any ideas.
I have learned about maps, common monsters and precautions. With Wen Hemian, a humanoid science machine, there shouldn't be any problems after entering the desert.
She paused for a moment, then continued, "Has anything strange happened in the desert recently?"
"I don't know about that."
The man smiled and said, "We are drivers. We run back and forth in the town all day long. How can we know the strange things in the desert? If you really want to know this, you might as well ask those thieves. They stay in the desert all day long. Maybe they can figure out something fishy."
Thief of property.
Ning Ning's heart was moved by these three words, and she suddenly became interested: "Uncle, do you know a girl named 'Lu Wanxing'?"
"Lu Wanxing?"
The driver looked at her intently and frowned slightly: "How do you know her?"
"It's just a coincidence." Ning Ning saw that he looked strange, and curiously asked, "What happened to Lu Wanxing?"
"It's not a big problem - it's just that girl, she's a little weird."
They both had nothing to do, and the driver was a chatterbox who couldn't keep his true feelings to himself. As soon as he mentioned Lu Wanxing, he didn't stop talking: "During the war, a few townspeople led the monks to the Tianhe Desert, but they were bribed by the demon cultivators, resulting in the tragic death of all the monks - have you heard about this?"
Ningning nodded.
"Lu Wanxing's brother is one of the people who led the way."
The driver showed a slightly disgusted look and lowered his voice: "But you also know that when you work for monsters, no matter how high the reward they boast is, can they give you any benefit in the end? Impossible!"
Ning Ning originally thought that it was just an old story that had nothing to do with the present, but she didn't expect that there was such a entanglement in it. For a moment, she became even more curious: "Did something happen to those people?"
"Yes! They came out with a bunch of gold, silver and jewelry, and planned to run away with their family 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 sucked away by the evil spirit, turning into mummies that could no longer rise! As for the jewels taken from the evil cultivators, they all turned into rotten things and mud - it's all retribution!"
"So," Ning Ning thought, "the demon cultivator had already cast a curse on them, wanting to kill them all."
"That's it!"
The driver nodded repeatedly: "Don't trust the evil spirits. Who knows what those monsters are thinking - oh, we are off topic, aren't we talking about Lu Wanxing?"
At this moment Pei Ji and Lin Xun also came out of the car. The latter had not yet recovered from the scene he had seen before. He kept his head down from beginning to end, and his dragon horns turned 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 survival. After such an incident, only Lu Wanxing and her mother were left at home."
The driver said, "It's strange. Her brother did such a shameful thing. His reputation in Pingchuan has long been ruined. If he stays here, he will only be looked down upon. The other families who led the way all moved out of Pingchuan. Only the Lu family stayed. I really don't know what they were thinking."
"Her father was quite a character, if you will. He was a well-known honest mayor in our town, but unfortunately he died while trying to save people in a fire."
He sighed when he said this: "He left behind a son and a daughter. The son colluded with the demons and died. As for the daughter... Lu Wanxing went in and out of the desert all day long, stealing relics. I once saw her sneaking around with outsiders. She must have been doing business. What a pity, what a pity."
Pei Ji listened for a while, then suddenly asked, "Has she ever stolen from a living person?"
"ah?"
The man was stunned: "Theft... shouldn't be the case, right? Although she has a wild personality, she wouldn't do such a thing."
The topic came to an abrupt end here.
A loud horse neigh was heard not far away. It was the carriage that Tian Xianzi and 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 tightened and it was forced to stop, bursts of yellow smoke rose from under its feet.
A jelly-shaped humanoid object rolled out of the car door and fell to the ground limply as if dead. It was actually He Zhizhou's flesh.
The driver's eyes lit up: "You are chasing so fast, not bad, not bad, the young are really formidable."
The young man sitting in the carriage also had a ferocious look on his face: "Who on earth are you? Your skills are so superb... Damn it, I lose this time."
Ningning: ...
What’s wrong with you people in the desert, uncle?
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If we ignore the fact that he almost died before he could accomplish his mission, and that he was heartbroken by the masculine cruelty of the desert driver, the group finally entered Tianhe unimpeded.
The demonic energy is entrenched in Tianhe. The moment you pass through the barrier, you can clearly feel the faint oppression coming from all directions.
Even the air in this damn place seemed turbid. Tian Xianzi, due to his high level of cultivation, looked normal, "The further we go in, the stronger the evil energy will be. You better be careful."
The desert is a wild place, and its outskirts have been traversed for many years by thieves seeking treasures. It is difficult to see any traces of the original battlefield between immortals and demons.
The sword cultivators' sword energy was exposed, and ordinary demons did not dare to approach them, so they could go deeper much faster than ordinary people who came here to search for treasure.
Just as Tian Xianzi said, as they gradually approached the center of the desert, Ning Ning could clearly feel that the demonic energy around them was becoming increasingly dense.
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.
Tian Xianzi knew that he would be affected by the demonic energy, so he specially prepared many Heart-Clearing Pills and Demon-Suppressing Pills beforehand to suppress the demonic aura so that it would not be controlled by the aura gathered in the desert.
What's more, after the battle in the Demon Refining Tower, Ning Ning swallowed the Lingshu Immortal Grass, and Pei Ji successfully broke through his inner demons. The cultivation of both of them was greatly improved, and they jumped from the Golden Core Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm.
After the realm is raised, the ability to suppress demonic energy is greatly improved.
The desert is full of unchanging scenery. After walking in the increasingly thick black air for a while, Ningning's curiosity about new things gradually faded and she no longer had much interest.
She was looking around out of boredom when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing by quickly.
The shadow carried a murderous aura.
Something is wrong.
In the stuffy air around... there seemed to be a very strange fragrance.
Tian Xianzi smiled calmly, and a long sword appeared in his hand: "Did you notice it?"
Wen Hemian nodded: "Be careful."
Just as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew past.
The strange fragrance was blown away by the strong wind and spread unrestrainedly to every corner. Perhaps influenced by this, bursts of bird calls suddenly rang out in the sky, and chaotic shadows covered the sky and the sun. However, a stunned
Then several fast shadows swooped down and attacked everyone!
"There's a magic-attracting incense nearby, waiting for us to take the bait."
Tian Xianzi sighed softly, "The demons have indeed broken through the Yin-Yang Microdust Formation...some fish have escaped and are out."
Dark shadows were floating on the sky and sand dunes, and a strong demonic aura was spreading wildly along with devilish breath. Ningning drew her sword and slashed at a bird demon that suddenly appeared.
Nowadays, the evil wind is strong, and demons are ready to make trouble on all sides.
She could probably guess some of the demon cultivators' plans and knew that the purpose of their attack should be Wen Hemian or Pei Ji, the most important people in the group.
——Wen Hemian is well versed in the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Formation. If he can be dealt with, it will be difficult for the cultivation world to find out the secrets of the formation in a short period of time;
Pei Ji has a strong demon bloodline. Although the specific plans of the demon cultivators are still unclear, judging from the deliberate targeting of him several times before, Pei Ji must be a key figure in the plan.
Apparently, other people were thinking the same thing.
Therefore, when the layers of sand under their feet suddenly trembled violently, several vines broke through the sand and rose up, and for a moment the sky was filled with yellow sand and a fishy wind was blowing, everyone subconsciously turned their attention to the two people.
But the demon shadows were surging, and the vines were rushing forward at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, like a knife or a blade, breaking through layers of howling wind.
However, the direction of the attack was not towards Wen Hemian and Pei Ji.
A sudden change only takes a flash of lightning.
Ningning was stunned.
The long sword in her hand was defending against the random attack of a sand ghost, and the one wrapped around her waist was——
It was actually a demonic vine that had merged with the pitch-black demonic energy and whose aura was difficult to detect.
The barrage of comments exploded in Ningning’s mind.
What did the tentacle monster catch her for? Are these monsters attacking indiscriminately? Why not follow the agreed script? She is just an innocent and vicious female supporting role?
Before she finished her complaints, she rolled it vigorously.
The girl's figure fell along with the vines. At the same time, the yellow sand on the ground surged, and a circular vortex that kept wriggling formed not far away. In just a moment, it swallowed Ningning and disappeared without a trace.
Tian Xianzi shouted in shock: "Ningning—Hey! Pei Ji! Why did you jump down!"
He was too busy to do anything else, so he could only grit his teeth and look at He Zhizhou: "Take good care of Elder Wen and Junior Brother Lin, I will bring them back!"
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Ningning felt like she was dreaming.
Everything in the dream was extremely blurry. Light and shadow flickered back and forth, condensing into numerous ever-changing shadows.
She saw towering mountains spreading out like ink, long streets brightly lit, and sword shadows and knife lights flying all over the place. Finally, the picture froze, and the scattered images gathered together to form a slender human figure.
There was endless emptiness all around her, and it seemed as if there were only her and that person left in the whole world.
It was a close call. She almost thought she had died without knowing why. A revolving screen of her life was playing in front of her eyes. Only when I saw the figure in front of me did I realize that I was dreaming.
Because that person looked completely different from anyone she had ever seen before.
He is a man, or rather a boy.
Ningning looked at him quietly, and a very inappropriate thought emerged in her head: 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 young man was condensed from mist, without substance, just a shadow that could not be touched. He was wearing a clean and tidy white shirt, and his face looked like a shuffled puzzle, with his facial features blurred and his features completely unclear.
Ning Ning looked him up and down and tried to speak in her dream: "Um... hello?"
The man did not respond, like a dead body or a doll.
To be honest, it's a bit scary.
Ningning was not used to this weird and dead atmosphere. She stared intently at his face covered with mosaics. Just as she was about to reach out and touch him, she suddenly saw the man tremble all over.
This sudden fright was the most terrifying. Ningning took a step back reflexively, but found that the other party did not move.
The only difference from before was that there was a bloodstain on his chest.
The young man was dressed in white, with bright red blood gushing out like a tide, making him look particularly abrupt and terrifying.
For some reason, although she couldn't see his facial features, Ningning had an inexplicable feeling that this person was looking at her.
She clearly didn't know him at all, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her chest. Her heart began to beat extremely violently, and each beat was as heavy as a huge rock, making her a little dazed.
All demons and monsters are paper tigers. Ningning tried hard to calm her mind. With her years of experience in reading novels, she imagined countless stories that fit the worldview of immortal heroes.
For example, possession of bodies, past lives and present lives, lost memories and forgotten people, I always feel sick when I think about it, and my imagination gives me goose bumps.
Rather than the confusing entanglements of past and present lives, she would rather believe that the brother in front of her is an alien who came from the M79 nebula and is using brain waves or subconsciousness to communicate with her on a deep level.
The surroundings were as quiet as death. Ningning 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."
The voice brought her back to reality from her muddled dream, and Ningning suddenly opened her eyes.
Very good, my body aches as if it’s falling apart, this is not a dream.
So many strange things have happened since entering Tianhe. She managed to prop herself up, sat on the ground, looked around, and recalled what happened before she fell into a coma.
They encountered a demon-attracting incense set by the demons. In the chaos, she was sucked into a whirlpool by a demon vine. In order to break free from the shackles, she drew her sword and cut the vine.
Then what happened?
Ningning frowned and recalled that she could not see her hand in front of her face in the bottomless whirlpool. She lost her support and kept falling in the endless darkness. She tried to use the sword to steady her body, but was enveloped by another stronger force and lost consciousness.
...Is it the power from this place?
Her heart moved and she looked up. Her vision was filled with flawless pure white, which was completely different from the Tianhe Desert shrouded in black fog in her memory, but very similar to what she saw in her dream.
What was different from the dream was that the boy who was blurred out by the mosaic had disappeared, and all that was floating in front of Ningning's eyes was a cloud of thick white smoke.
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 light, as if she was laughing: "You're here again."
……again?
Has she been to this place before?
Ning Ning's head was a mess. She endured the pain and said, "Who are you?"
At this point in the conversation, for some unknown reason, the air around them became stagnant.
The scattered white smoke suddenly stopped, and said with a little confusion: "You don't remember me? Over the years... every time you came here, you clearly never forgot me."
She seemed to be talking to herself, her voice getting lower and lower, with a tone of disbelief: "How can you be like everyone else and not remember me? You are obviously different from them... Only you are different."
What she saw and heard today far exceeded her imagination. Ningning's head had never been filled with countless little question marks like it was now.
What is this place? Who is the woman in front of me? Why did the other party act like... he knew her?
And there was 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 took shape bit by bit.
The cold air quickly spread to her limbs and bones, and Bai Ying's hands had already covered her cheeks. The woman spoke to herself, staring at her with her empty eyes without blinking, her voice as ethereal as smoke.
"The deathly aura on your body is still so strong... Since you have forgotten me, do you still remember--"
Ningning didn't understand what she meant, but suddenly froze in the next moment.
The white smoke brought a woman's sighing murmur, every word was extremely clear, and fell heavily on her eardrums: "In the near future, you will die?"
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