Inside the desert ruins
It was past noon, and the sun was as scorching as fire. As we walked among the desolate gravel, beads of sweat rolled down our cheeks, and most of the monks' backs were already wet.
The vast Gobi desert, the lifeless sand sea, and the rolling hills in the distance seem to be right in front of you, but in fact they are far away in the sky.
In the dry and cracked lake, you can occasionally see an ancient tree with no dead leaves, rotten branches and riddled with holes.
Suddenly, a pair of blood-red slender tentacles poked out from the hollow tree hole. After a few clicks, they suddenly retracted into the tree hole. It seemed to sense something.
"Zi Yang, take care of him. If he continues to drink, we won't have enough water." Jia Juesheng looked at Xiao Hai, who was holding a kettle and looking innocent. He was helpless.
Zi Yang rubbed Xiao Hai's head and replied with a smile: "If Xiao Hai wants to drink water, just let him drink it. This person is thirsty, so you can't stop him from drinking water, right?"
Jia Juesheng looked at Ziyang, walked backwards, and explained: "It's not that I don't let him drink water, but I want him to be more restrained. After all, there is no water source here, no water source!"
"Do you know how precious water is in this place? In order to survive, fighting for water sources is often a matter of life."
Qiu Qianqian looked at Xiaohai, who was holding the kettle in his arms and looking aggrieved, and said calmly: "He can't drink much water in a day, so don't talk about him anymore. Besides, he will understand after you have said so much."
Pei Yuan persuaded: "To survive on land, a fishman needs to replenish water from time to time. This is a desert. If you don't let him drink water, he will die of thirst."
Zhufeng raised his head and took a sip of wine. Seeing that everyone was criticizing Jia Juesheng, he took advantage of the situation and said, "That's right. I said Jia Juesheng, you are in charge of too much. You are also in charge of drinking water. How can you be like this?" Yes."
"What do you know?! Once we cut off the water source, what are you going to drink? Are you going to drink human blood?" Even though other people said that Jia Juesheng was fine, Zhufeng told him that he was determined not to accept it and would even speak out. Give him a few words of reprimand.
After Zhufeng sensed his hostility, he immediately put away the wine bottle, curled his lips and said slightly dissatisfied: "Huh? Jia Juesheng, don't you mean to bully others? They said you were fine, but you won't be happy when I tell you. ?”
Jia Juesheng said calmly: "I'm just discussing the matter, not just you."
"I didn't offend you either. You always get angry at me. What I just said was right. Don't you think so, Ziyang?" Zhufeng had an idea and turned to look at Ziyang, wanting to He pulled into the "battlefield".
Zi Yang glanced at the two of them and smiled awkwardly.
"You..." Jia Juesheng gritted his teeth and stared at Zhufeng, pointing his finger at his nose, their bodies almost touching each other.
Zhufeng put his hands on Jia Juesheng's chest, leaned back, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, I didn't say anything."
Hua Yao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Okay, lame man, just say a few words less."
After she said this, Jia Juesheng stopped entangled with Zhufeng. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a crisp sound coming from under his feet.
Click!
He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately looked towards his feet. When he moved the soles of his feet away, he found a thin white bone that had been trampled on. To put it bluntly, the inside of the bone was almost hollowed out. Otherwise, he would It is impossible to easily trample it to pieces.
At the front of the Ghost Gate procession, Qi Liang waved the folding fan in his palm, stood on tiptoes, and looked behind, as if he was looking for something.
After a moment, he frowned slightly and said in deep confusion: "Qilong, that's not right."
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Qi Long wiped his mouth full of wine stains and stared at him with a pair of pupils as big as copper bells. Fei Xiaoyuan on one side also looked puzzled.
Qi Liang pointed to the empty space behind the Spirit Clan disciples and asked puzzledly: "Qi Long, there are only people from the Spirit Clan behind us. Where have they gone from the people from Jiange, Daofu, and Sanwang Palace?"
Qi Long wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and widened his eyes. There was indeed no shadow of the other three sects in the flat gravel in the distance. He immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Stop!"
Under his loud shout, all the disciples of the Ghost Sect stopped and stood, and Ziyang and others walked over curiously.
Zhufeng looked at the two brothers and asked, "What happened?"
Qi Long remained silent. He kept looking behind him, trying to find a disciple from the other three sects in the vast desert.
Qiliang waved his folding fan lightly and said directly without hiding anything from them: "We and the people from the Spirit Clan are the only ones here. Something may have happened to the people in Jiange, Daofu and Sanwang Palace."
"What can happen to them? Their three major sects have more than 1,200 people combined. There shouldn't be any problems."
Pei Yuan had discovered this a long time ago, but due to the large number of people in the three major sects, or because they had taken other routes, he did not tell them.
Jia Juesheng thought for a while and said, "There are so many people there, so we can't get lost. They must have gone somewhere else."
Zi Yang nodded in agreement: "What Jia Juesheng said makes sense."
Qiliang shook his head and said: "No, no. They are well aware of the dangers in the desert ruins, and they will usually follow us closely, because only in this way are they the safest."
"Unless..." He closed the folding fan in his hand, held it tightly with both hands, and slowly moved his eyes to Qilong aside, who also turned back to look at him at this time.
Qilong was the first to say: "Unless they encountered unknown dangers, there is almost no other reason to explain."
Zi Yang was confused: "The unknown danger you are talking about, do you mean the crazy blood ant colony? Or the quicksand whirlpool?"
Qi Long nodded seriously and said: "It's all possible."
Fei Xiaoyuan guessed: "Maybe they fought behind each other, that's not sure. My father said that Sanwang Palace has always been at odds with Jiange and Daofu, especially when Xiaoxiong entered the fifth realm of demigods. Later, the threat to them becomes even greater.”
As soon as he said this, Qi Liang and others' eyes lit up, as if they had found the key to the problem.
Seeing everyone's expressions change, Fei Xiaoyuan hesitated and said, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I just said?"
"Indeed. The grudges between them are very likely to completely break out here, because this will determine the future direction of Liangcheng." With a click, Qiliang opened the folding fan, and the confusion in his heart seemed to be solved. .
Jia Juesheng had another profound meaning: "What I'm worried about is not their victory or defeat, but our current situation."
Pei Yuan's body trembled, and he suddenly realized: "You want to say that after the fighting is over, they will shift their targets to us."
Zi Yang looked solemn and said, "In other words, we are in danger at the moment."
"That's not enough. Their numbers are basically equal and they won't attack us for the time being. The premise is that they don't have a winner. If one side is destroyed, then they can deal with us without any scruples." Qilong Very accurate.
When Fei Xiaoyuan looked at Xiao Hai who was staying beside Zi Yang and didn't speak, he walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xiaohai looked at him and shook his head with a smile, but didn't say anything.
Zi Yang handed the kettle to Xiao Hai and replied: "Xiao Hai is a fish man. In a place like this, he needs to drink water all the time to maintain his body's flexibility."
He did not directly say that it was Jia Juesheng who refused to let Xiaohai drink water, just to save him some face.
After all, pointing out his faults in front of so many people will inevitably make others misunderstand him.
But Ziyang understood deeply that the reason why Jia Juesheng said that about Xiaohai was for the sake of everyone, but he said it too simply.
After hearing this, Fei Xiaoyuan immediately asked: "Don't you have enough water with you?"
Ziyang and others looked at each other, it was difficult for them to speak. Guimen had helped them too much, and it would be unreasonable to ask for water at this time.
Besides, there are more than two hundred disciples of the Ghost Sect, and their daily drinking volume must be immeasurable. Even if Qilong and others don't care, the other Ghost Sect disciples will feel a little uncomfortable.
Because, in the desert ruins, water is life. Without water, there is little hope of survival.
Seeing that they were silent, Fei Xiaoyuan said: "Qiliang, go quickly and ask the people who are responsible for getting water to give them some."
Before Qi Liang could lift his feet, Zi Yang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "No, no need. It's not easy with so many of you. The water we carry can still last for a while."
Qi Long yelled: "What's yours and ours? We are all friends, regardless of each other. If you have any difficulties, just tell us."
"It's okay. I understand your concerns, and I can tell you clearly that they are all unnecessary." After Qiliang finished speaking, the disciple of the Ghost Sect beside him began to spread the message.
Soon, a Lingxuan bag filled with water was handed to Ziyang by the Ghost Sect disciple in the first row.
Ziyang looked at the man holding the Lingxuan bag, and then at the Ghost Sect disciples behind him. They all had smiles on their faces, as if they regarded Ziyang and the others as their senior brothers.
They did not feel contempt or even disgust because of the low level of Zi Yang and others. On the contrary, their faces were full of solemn expressions, which did not seem to be fake.
If one person's expression can be controlled, can the expressions of a group of people be controlled? The answer is naturally no. If it is not sincere, how can anyone achieve such unity?
Zi Yang took the heavy Lingxuan bag in his hand and bowed to thank him, as did Jia Juesheng, Xiao Hai and others.
Zhufeng came close to Qi Liang and asked in a low voice: "I didn't expect that your status in the hearts of the disciples of the Ghost Sect is so high."
Qi Liang smiled and explained: "You think too highly of me. I don't have such great ability. They will do this just because they listen to Qi Long's words."
Zhufeng said in surprise: "Does he have such high cohesion in the hearts of the disciples of the Ghost Sect? This is too terrifying."
Qi Liang said carefully: "What unites people's hearts is not strength, but sincerity. If you risk your life to save others, they will save you."
"In the ghost sect, there are only two people who can do this. One is Brother Feijie, and the other is Qilong."
