Eldar ghost gate camp
A strange scene happened. The crazy blood ant colony was hundreds of steps away from the two disciples. They could have attacked them, but they always stood still.
The blood ant landed on all fours, raised its two front legs, and the two tentacles above its head swayed slightly, sensing the surrounding atmosphere. Suddenly the tentacles shrank sharply, as if it was afraid of something.
Qi Long frowned slightly and said in confusion: "Isn't it strange? The crazy blood ants are surrounding but not attacking. What's going on?"
Before he finished speaking, Qi Liang's voice sounded behind him: "Qilong, it's strange. The crazy blood ants are just watching from a distance, and they don't attack. What does this mean?"
Qi Long spread his hands and shook his head: "I don't understand either."
The strange behavior of the crazy blood ant colony not only puzzled the two brothers, but even the disciples of the two sects were a little confused.
They are all people who have entered the deserted sand ruins many times. Some disciples have even entered the deserted sand ruins more times than Qi Long.
They were very sure that if this was the crazy blood ant colony from before, they would definitely rush over at all costs. There is absolutely no doubt about this.
Everything happens for a reason, and there must be a result. There must be a reason for the crazy blood ant colony to be abnormal. As for what they are worried about, it is unknown.
Lu Yu's doubts came from the crowd behind: "Qilong, are these the crazy blood ant colonies you mentioned? Are you mistaken?"
"Didn't you say that blood ants are very sensitive to blood? There is so much blood on the sand under our feet, why don't they dare to come over?"
Qi Long shook his head slowly, obviously unable to answer his question, because it was also the first time for him to encounter this situation.
Snap!
Qiliang opened the folding fan and waved it slowly. After thinking for a long time, he opened his pupils slightly and made a bold guess: "That's not right! Qilong, Qiong Wenhuan and others are obviously in the same group as the crazy blood ants. They could have joined forces to attack us, but Why didn’t we see any trace of blood ants just now?”
"Why do they have to wait for Qiong Wenhuan and the others to retreat before appearing again? Don't you think this is very contradictory?"
"There is something wrong, but what does this mean?" Qilong still had an incomprehensible expression.
Lu Yu's eyes brightened and he said in a deep voice: "Aura! There must be something in our group that scares them."
"The reason why the crazy-blooded ants don't dare to attack us is because they are afraid of the existence that can shock the depths of their souls, so that they don't dare to attack us wantonly."
Qiliang closed his folding fan and nodded: "That's right. Something must have frightened the crazy blood ant colony."
Qi Long asked: "That's not right. The Crazy Blood Ants didn't dare to appear just now. How come they dare to come out now? Don't you think it's strange?"
Lu Yu and Qi Liang looked at each other and said together: "Could it be that... the aura has weakened?"
"Hey? What are you talking about here? What's not breathy?" Jia Juesheng walked slowly towards the three of them.
The three of them explained many doubts to him in detail, and Jia Juesheng immediately said: "Since the crazy blood ants dare not attack, let's go find Ziyang and the others quickly."
Before the three people could reply, they heard someone cheering loudly: "Retreat! Retreat! The crazy blood ant colony is retreating!"
"Great! Hahaha!"
"The crazy blood ant colony retreated without a fight!"
One person, two people, three people, ten people. . . . . . The originally tense situation suddenly exploded among the disciples of the two sects as the crazy blood ants retreated.
The joy on their faces even exceeded the excitement when they fought off Qiong Wenhuan and others.
"Is this... really retreating?" Qi Long looked at the swarm of crazy-blooded ants that were retreating one after another, and was stunned for a long time. Apparently, he did not expect that the swarm of crazy-blooded ants would really retreat.
"This is the first time I have seen a colony of crazy-blooded ants evacuate on their own initiative." Qiliang is now more and more curious, what is it that scares away the colony of crazy-blooded ants?
Jia Juesheng's eyes shone as he stared at Qilong and said, "Just right. Qilong, hurry up and organize the people to follow me to find Ziyang and the others."
Just when Qi Long was about to call someone, he saw Pei Yuan holding Hua Yao, Xiao Hai and Fei Xiao Yuan following him, rushing towards him in a hurry.
Seeing that the three of them had bad expressions, he pointed at them and said, "What's going on?!"
Jia Juesheng looked in the direction he pointed, and the smile on his face gradually solidified. He saw Hua Yao facing up, her face pale, and her arms hanging by her sides swaying as Pei Yuandi ran.
He rushed towards Pei Yuan in a hurry, and when he snatched Hua Yao's body, his body was shocked, because at this moment, Hua Yao's whole body was cold, without any warmth, like a dead person.
Jia Juesheng glared at Pei Yuan and shouted loudly: "Who did this?! Who did this!"
Pei Yuan looked puzzled and said, "I don't know either. She fainted on the ground while walking. After that, I carried her for a while and found that she was out of breath."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Jia Juesheng glared at Xiao Hai and asked, "Come on, tell me, who was Hua Yao harmed by?"
Xiao Hai said in a low mood: "What he said is true. Sister Huayao suddenly fainted while we were walking, and she never woke up after that."
Jia Juesheng looked dazed and said, "How could this happen... How could this happen... How could Hua Yao fall and never get up again?"
"Is it poisoning? Or does she have internal injuries? Or is it due to other reasons?"
He kept questioning himself and was extremely emotionally unstable.
Pei Yuan said rationally: "Jia Juesheng, please calm down first. Zi Yang doesn't know anything about this matter. What if he learns about Hua Yao's death."
Jia Juesheng hugged Hua Yao and turned around to leave, constantly muttering: "Can't tell him, can't tell him."
Suddenly, he stopped, turned around and asked, "Where's Ziyang? Where did he go? Why didn't he come back with you?"
Fei Xiaoyuan lowered his head and said, "They are all separated."
Jia Juesheng's eyes were bloodshot. He handed Huayao in his arms to Pei Yuan and said, "No! I have to find him. He can't beat Doukui. I have to find him. I must find him." return."
Qi Liang looked at Jia Juesheng's back and said: "Jia Juesheng, the desert ruins are full of dangers. It is very dangerous for you to go looking for someone alone. You'd better ask Qi Long to accompany you, in case you encounter someone on the road. A powerful enemy, it would be nice for you two to have someone to take care of you."
"Yes." Qi Long nodded heavily and said to Qi Liang and other ghost sect disciples: "You protect the young master and wait here. Jia Juesheng and I will rush back as soon as we find him."
The desert ruins were extremely hot. Pei Yuan was worried that Hua Yao's body would rot. He looked at Jia Juesheng and asked hesitantly: "Jia Juesheng, do you want Hua Yao's body to be buried here?"
Jia Juesheng exhaled and said sadly, "Just wait a little longer. Let's talk about it after I come back."
Pei Yuan asked aloud: "You bring Zi Yang back and let him see this scene. Do you think he can bear it mentally?"
Jia Juezhang sighed, wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand, and said carefully: "You can't hide it. Instead of burying Hua Yao secretly without telling him, it's better to let him do it by himself, so that he will feel better." some."
After saying that, he and Qi Long set off to find Ziyang and others.
another place
Ziyang's eyes were filled with silvery light. He carefully placed Qiu Qianqian's cold body on the ground. Then, with lightning surging in his palm, he walked toward Doukui expressionlessly.
He had just taken a few steps when Doukui's figure flashed and quietly appeared in front of him. He landed on one foot, his right foot was almost parallel to the ground, and he raised his foot to kick Ziyang in the head.
Zi Yang raised his arms. Although he successfully blocked Doukui's attack, his arms were still kicked off by him. His left ear and face were directly deformed, and he was vomiting blood. Driven by the terrifying force, he fell sideways in the gravel. After being dragged backwards for dozens of feet, he finally stopped.
"Uh... Poof." Zi Yang knelt on the ground, flattened his arms, and spat out the broken teeth in his mouth, but there were still many nails stuck into the inner wall of his mouth.
When he struggled to stand up with his legs, Dou Kui kicked him hard in the chest again, basically shattering his internal organs.
A streak of blood spurted out from Ziyang's mouth and he flew backwards. He didn't know how many times he rolled on the sand, and finally lay flat on the ground, unable to move.
His chest was twitching slightly and he was breathing hard. His ears could hardly hear any sound. His arms were useless and his legs had lost feeling. Only a pair of silver eyes looked at Qiu Qianqian lying quietly on the ground in the distance. .
At this moment, how much he wanted to reach out and hug her again, put his mouth next to her ear to say a few words, hold her hand and die together, but his body could no longer move, and he could not realize these beautiful wishes in reality. Completed, I can only recall it in my mind.
At dusk, the two held hands and left this cruel world together. Ziyang thought about it and smiled.
Recalling his grudges with Qiu Qianqian and those wonderful encounters, no matter where he went, she could always find him very accurately.
His mouth was full of viscous blood, and he said with a smile in an indistinct voice: "Qian Qian... I'm going to accompany you right now. I never thought... I would end up with you. You die together, which seems to be a good ending for me."
Suddenly, a foot hung high above his head. The moment he saw the foot fall, Zi Yang closed his eyes with a smile.
A gust of cold wind blew across Zi Yang's face. When the sole of the foot reached the tip of his nose, it stopped directly without crushing his head.
It wasn't that Doukui was merciful, but that he felt his back being hit hard, so he looked back.
However, there was no trace of anyone walking in the vast desert behind him.
Little did he know that the moment he turned around, Zi Yang at his feet also disappeared with the breeze. When he came to his senses, he saw a man in black holding the dying Zi Yang and fleeing silently.
Doukui immediately jumped into the air to catch up, Zhufeng did not dare to let up, and immediately used the flow force in the basin to its extreme. The phantom wings behind his feet shone with white light.
The warm wind blew, and fine gravel rolled on the sand. Gradually, the large blood stains were covered, and the gravel piled up, eventually covering Qiu Qianqian's body.
