On the other side of the desert, the wind gradually died down, and Qiu Ying gradually regained some consciousness. He wanted to open his eyes, but he found that he couldn't do it at all. The pressure from the surroundings and the feeling of the sand touching his body made him realize Until he was buried under the desert.
After realizing this, Qiu Ying was not too panicked, because this was not the first time he was buried like this.
He carefully recalled what had just happened and hurried back from Jiange. Unexpectedly, he had just arrived and saw Tang Yan and his son confronting a group of monster-like creatures.
And he could never forget the white-haired boy standing in the center of the group of monsters and monsters. The aura that that guy exuded was like the King of Hell in the underworld.
Before Qiu Ying had time to figure out the situation, he saw that the white-haired boy had already taken action, and then a boy in white clothes beside Tang Yan fell down at the sound, and his death was extremely miserable, almost beyond recognition, as if he had been killed by ten thousand insects. Just like chewing.
But before he had time to analyze everything that happened in front of him, he saw Xiaorong, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, suddenly got up from the ground and rushed towards him. At the same time, everyone's eyes also They all gathered on him.
Almost without thinking, he stepped forward to catch Xiaorong who was about to fall into his arms, and then ran away.
He was very curious about why he was so decisive at that time, but when he thought so, Xiao Rong's eyes full of hope and desire quickly appeared in front of him.
He suddenly felt a little funny. He knew nothing about the situation here, but he was somehow involved in the center of the incident. It was really unfair.
Qiu Ying carried Xiao Rong on his back and ran away quickly. He could feel that someone was chasing him, even Wu Yuanxiu was chasing him.
Later, they encountered a very terrifying sandstorm. The sand coming from the pavement was as high as several stories. Then he lost consciousness and woke up already under the desert.
He briefly analyzed the current situation and thought that those who were chasing him had some strength. Most of them should be like himself, buried alive under the sand and lingering. Xiao Rong, who had no cultivation, was probably dead.
Thinking of this, Qiu Ying didn't feel sad at all. He never believed in fate, but there would be nothing wrong if he died from such a natural disaster.
Besides, that little beggar had nothing to do with him in the first place. He was originally happy to save him. Now that he is dead, Qiu Ying has no psychological burden at all. However, the complexity of the situation in this ghostly dead sea is far beyond expectations. What he expected.
When Qiu Ying thought this, he felt something bad in his heart. He thought of the scene where Gui Gu and Tang Yan were confronting each other, with that position and posture, as if they were competing for Xiao Rong, and those people later Is chasing him despite the sandstorm also because of Xiaorong?
Could it be that Tang Yan's purpose of looking for him was never to kill him, but for Xiao Rong who was following him?
This feeling became stronger and stronger, almost occupying Qiu Ying's heart, but he could not figure out what could such a weak little beggar have that all the forces could compete for.
His thoughts were complicated and Qiu Ying was a little confused, but now he was at least certain of one thing. If Xiao Rong was really so important, then he must not be allowed to die.
Qiu Ying has always been a very strong person. Such strength does not need to be shown deliberately, or in other words, it should be shown all the time.
In less than one stick of incense, Qiu Ying, who had been buried deep in the sand just now, was already standing on the sand. In less than one stick of incense, Xiao Rong had been found by him.
Although the wind outside was much gentler than before, it was still very strong, and Xiao Rong was in very bad condition. He had been buried in the sand for too long and his breathing was already very weak.
What's even more disturbing is that, judging from the way he is breathing hard, the sand must have been poured into his body. In such a situation, once the breath is cut off, it is very likely that it will never be resumed.
Qiu Ying did not hesitate. He took Xiao Rong to a relatively safe sand dune, and then built a Qi barrier around it to prevent the invasion of wind and sand.
When everything was ready, Qiu Ying took a deep breath and started his own first aid. He was very skilled in such first aid, but he also knew very well that Xiao Rong's current situation could not be solved simply by being skilled.
He needs to be very focused and absolutely cannot make any mistakes.
This was the first time in twelve years that he became nervous.
It's been a long time since I've felt this way.
The Dead Sea and the Canghai Sword Pavilion are indeed not simple places.
The wind was howling outside the zhenqi barrier, but what Qiu Ying had to do was to completely meditate. At this moment, he would never have thought that the battle between Tang Yan and the ghost Gu had reached an point where it was out of control.
As the situation changed, Tang Yan's hand that was shattered by lightning had returned to its original state. The strange light in Tang Yan's body connected the pieces of flesh like a machine and fit them together perfectly. Shui Han saw this scene Already stunned.
Is this guy really human?
Shui Han thought to himself, the giant in his hand was holding on tighter and tighter without realizing it.
"Who are you?"
Tang Yan had no intention of taking action first. He looked up and down at the strange combination in front of him, appearing quite interested.
Just as Shui Han was about to answer what he said, he suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was a little strange. He was as slow as Shui Han. It actually took him a few seconds to see the clues. At the same time, he also found that Richu beside him had never looked at him since he came down. Tang Yan, her eyes were obviously escaping.
Sure enough, according to Master’s teachings, God is not exempt.
Shui Han's expression suddenly became very contemptuous. He took off his big red robe and threw it to Tang Yan. Tang Yan caught the red robe. The rough fabric of the red robe was fine in workmanship, but it was really unremarkable. He glanced twice, not knowing what to say.
"What do you mean by this?"
The expression on Shui Han's face suddenly changed from contempt to anger. His face turned red and he pointed at Tang Yan and cursed:
"You old man is really shameless. You don't wear clothes in broad daylight. It doesn't matter if you don't wear clothes. You don't even wear pants. You are simply a shameless person, a gangster and a bastard!"
Shui Han's curse resounded throughout the world, making the tense atmosphere instantly awkward.
Tang Yan looked at his lower body and his face suddenly turned red.
The poisonous gas produced by the Poison God's body corrodes everything. He had just been too involved in the fight with the ghost Gu. He accidentally failed to control the heat and the poisonous gas completely corroded the clothes all over his body. At this time, he actually became a real person. The shameless person in Shui Han's mouth.
He suddenly became very angry, angry at such a low-level mistake he had made, but he quickly calmed down. He knew that his usual control of poisonous gas would never be so abnormal, but today even he didn't. Realize when the fire was lost.
In fact, Tang Yan knew very well what was going on. He had encountered such a situation before, but the opponents he faced at that time were all extremely powerful people who were the most powerful people at the time. They were at least famous in the world. It has been decades, but Gu Gu, he looks like he is only in his twenties at most.
Do teenagers in their twenties really already have such abilities?
He turned to look at Gui Gu, who was still sitting there motionless, and was secretly surprised. The white-haired boy in front of him was definitely far more terrifying than he had estimated.
"Hey, hey, hey! What is a person thinking about there? Hurry up and block it up!"
Shui Han's face had become distorted with anger. He stared at Tang Yan with a very terrifying look, as if he would step forward and tear Tang Yan to pieces as long as he blocked it.
Tang Yan was brought back to his senses by Shui Han's scolding. He tied the red robe around his waist and tightened it tightly to cover his private parts. Then he adjusted his mood, looked at Shui Han seriously, and said:
"Your Excellency, there is no need to show such an expression. I don't want to be in such a situation..."
Before these words were spoken, the giant had already attacked Tang Yan's face. The blow was very fast, but Shui Han's curse was not slow either.
"Don't think that I will show mercy to you just because I care about your clothes, old man!"
Tang Yan did not dodge and directly grabbed Juzi's sword blade with his hand. Juzi was a heavy sword, huge in size, with an edge but no edge. With Tang Yan's arm strength, it was not very difficult to grab such a sword. Tang Yan knew that one blow would be followed by many combos, but the real headache would not come from these upcoming sword moves.
"Don't be rude and unforgiving. I am still your senior, so don't..."
"Senior, your sister, damn old man, damn old man, damn..."
Shui Han held the giant in his hand and attacked fiercely one after another. His strength and speed after special training were undoubtedly displayed, but the most terrifying thing was his constant abuse.
"you……"
"Shut up, old man!"
"You do not want……"
"I am shameless, forgetful, and a pervert..."
"you this……"
"Watch me beat you, this exhibitionist, to rectify the etiquette established by the Master!"
"I……"
"watch out!"
The indistinguishable sounds of fighting and one-sided crushing scoldings reached Gui Gu's ears. He still didn't move, but he couldn't help but want to jump out of here immediately.
Isn’t this guy really here to make fun of you?
