Maybe I heard Liangchen express his attitude, maybe I found a suitable position to get along with, or maybe I untied the knot that I was holding on to.
For just a moment, the two of them seemed to have changed into two different people at the same time.
One became cheerful, the other talkative.
It seemed like a long time ago, when the two first met.
While they were talking and laughing like this, Fengsha Village was already looming.
Suddenly the sky darkened, and hurricanes rose up from the ground like dark yellow earth dragons, lifting up the yellow sand in the sky like a curtain rising slowly, instantly covering the sky and the earth in darkness.
"There's a sandstorm!" Sensing the power of the hurricane, Meng'er's expression changed slightly.
Liangchen took a moment to feel it, and realized that although the sandstorm here was shockingly powerful, it was still much worse than the sandstorm in the Endless Desert.
In addition, the realm is no longer what it used to be, and such powerful celestial phenomena can no longer be trusted.
The rainbow slowly fell. He pointed with one hand, and a faint cyan light curtain appeared in front of him.
The light curtain seemed as light and thin as a bubble, but it remained motionless despite the impact of the hurricane.
After about a stick of incense, the wind and sand gradually died down, and only a few hurricanes were still swaying around, but they could no longer stir up waves.
"Let's go." Liangchen ordered, put away his shield, and continued moving in the direction of Fengsha Village.
"Although it has been a long time, the last time I came here seems like yesterday." Meng'er looked at the looming village, sighed, and then shook her head gently,
"At that time, I was still thinking that when I find you in the future, I will take you to see my burned shop.
I never thought that my dream could actually come true! Haha~~" Meng'er said and started to laugh.
There seemed to be relief and helplessness in the laughter.
And when Liangchen heard it, his throat moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but as soon as he reached his mouth, it was blown to pieces by the strong wind in the sky.
The two of them walked together in the wind and sand, like old friends they had not seen for many years. They talked about their changes over the years, sometimes smiling knowingly, sometimes silently...
"Why did you stop?" Meng'er turned around and looked at Liangchen, who was motionless, and shouted loudly.
"There seems to be someone in the storm over there?" Liangchen looked at a hurricane not far away, his pupils narrowed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard shouts and screams coming from a hurricane a hundred feet away. At the same time, a figure was being carried up and down by the hurricane, like a dead leaf involuntarily.
Meng'er followed the sound and felt it for a moment, then her face became enlightened.
"He's just a lunatic, don't worry about him." Meng'er said.
"How do you know?" Liangchen was stunned.
"It's a long story. This person has some connections with your Sword Sect."
"Oh?" Liangchen looked confused.
"It is said that this person is a sword cultivator from the East Sword Sect. He was originally very talented, but later he went crazy for some unknown reason. He has been wandering around Fengsha Village all year round and was caught as a robber several times."
"So that's it. He's a poor man, please save him." Liangchen said with regret on his face, and with a wave of one hand, the hurricane seemed to be grabbed by a giant hand and lost its stamina.
The flying figure fell directly into the sand, revealing a ragged and unkempt madman, scratching and scratching randomly.
"Let's go." Meng'er glanced at the madman and continued to move forward.
Liangchen followed closely and hit the road again.
But for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He looked around, but didn't sense anything strange, so he had to think it was because he had been feeling restless recently.
"It's not far, let Rainbow take us." Just to be sure, he patted the spirit beast bag, and Rainbow fluttered out again.
The two drew a rainbow and disappeared into the wind and sand.
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Fengsha Village.
After experiencing the catastrophe of alien invasion, this plateau village was not spared.
Most of the houses in the stockade were razed to the ground, but after years of reconstruction, there are almost no traces of the war, and new vitality is everywhere.
But somewhere in the northwest corner, there is a broken wall lying across the street, like a black scar that is extremely glaring!
The ruins are filled with blackened stones and broken and charred wood. Judging from the dust falling on them, they must be quite old.
This place was the store that the Yan family opened back then. Meng'er led people to burn it all down, and no one has dared to rebuild a house here since then.
Then there was the invasion of aliens, and then the good times turned the tide. When the aliens retreated and reorganized the layout, no one even mentioned rebuilding this building.
Subsequently, many rumors spread about the Lord of the Demon Dragon City and the Sword Saint of Dongxi. This made the ruins of Yanjialou in Fengsha Village become louder and louder with the wind and sand of the sandy wasteland. Now it has been regarded as a must-visit by the wandering monks of the Eight Wastelands. place.
Looking at the dark ruins in front of her, Meng'er looked a little cautious, and Liangchen's face turned slightly red, as if the fire from back then was still burning in front of her eyes.
Liangchen felt his face was a little hot and his eyes were a little blurry.
Because it is originally on the street, sometimes there are rangers who come to stop and visit, and sometimes there are casual cultivators who point out under the leadership of locals. There is a constant stream of people coming and going.
"Two hundred years ago, our Demon Dragon City Lord searched all the way from Demon Dragon City to this place in order to find his lover, only to find that the culprit had fled far away. In his last rage, he set fire to the Yan family building and burned it to the ground... .”
"The success of Magic Dragon City is indispensable to this fire..."
"Although the young lady of the Yan family was born into a beautiful country, the Sword Master already has her own heart, so how could she be allowed to marry him again? Only now did the young lady of the Yan family have evil intentions, and directly kidnapped the Dongxi Sword Master..."
A man in the village was talking to several people next to him, his words full of pride.
This intermittent sound reached the ears of the two of them, and several red clouds suddenly flew up on Chou Meng'er's face.
She also didn't expect that she would burn out so many stories.
Listening to the increasingly exaggerated stories, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but she couldn't.
"Sword Master Dongxi is in the Demon Dragon City right now, and she even brought Sword Master Jinghong here to visit the city lord. She must have wanted to see who else in the world could be worthy of Sword Master Dongxi... "Seeing that there were more and more people watching, and the man became more and more energetic as he spoke, Meng'er couldn't listen anymore and turned around to leave.
"Let's go." Meng'er turned around and shouted.
"Well, I'm fascinated by what I heard." Liangchen suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the figure that had gone away with a smile, and quickly chased after him.
Some people died, but not completely...
