If Golden Eyes Mu Fan failed to stop in time, even if he was not thrown to death, he would be submerged by the sea of spiders below.
Golden-eyed Mu Fan waved his giant golden wings and fled towards the exit of the ancient city.
At this time, everyone in the Tianyuan Sect had disappeared, and he could not find his way back to the Tianyuan Sect. He could only find a place to stay near the Desert of Death.
"call……"
Mu Fan woke up from the thick pile of sand. This place was not far from the Formation Star Sect. Mu Fan decided to spend the night nearby.
Chisha Country is a small country at the junction of Zhenxing Sect and Death Desert. The skin color of the people here is mostly wheat color, and some cracks can be seen on the dry lips.
This time the fusion with the little milk tiger was not as exaggerated as the last time, and Mu Fan did not fall into a severe coma. It's just that the little milk tiger is a little weak and is recovering energy in Mu Fan's sea of consciousness.
This is a huge caravan. There are hundreds of camels in the camel caravan. There may be nearly 300 people. There are two people sitting on the back of the camel, and some sitting alone on the back of the camel. Camels walk.
Mu Fan happened to fall on the caravan's route.
"Hula! Hula! Hula!" Mu Fan couldn't understand what the little girl in front of him was saying to him.
In fact, what the little girl asked was: "Why is this young friend alone in the desert?"
When the old man who led the caravan saw Mu Fan blocking the way, he asked the little girl leading the camel to come forward to inquire about the situation.
When Mu Fan saw someone coming, he felt happy. Now he could ask someone about the way back.
But he couldn't understand a word the little girl said.
"Hello, I am Mu Fan, a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect. I accidentally got lost here. Miss, where is this place?"
"Oh, so you are from Zhongdu." The little girl knew that Mu Fan was not a local as soon as she heard Mu Fan's accent, but seemed to be a tourist who got lost here.
"Mu Fan, my name is Afaf, we are the Wushan Camel Team of the Chisha Kingdom. If you don't mind, you can come with us. We happen to be going to Zhongdu too."
The little girl wrapped herself in white gauze and wore a thick layer of white clothes underneath. This is the most common dress in the desert.
"Really! That's great, Afaf thank you."
Mu Fan accidentally met the caravan that happened to be going to Zhongdu.
After finishing speaking, Afaf walked at the front and led Mu Fan back to the caravan.
"Ami Gulasosora", Afaf seemed to be communicating something with the leading old man.
"Misosola", the leading old man understood Mu Fan's origins, did not ask any more questions, and then waved his hand to signal the caravan to move forward.
"Little Milk Tiger, Little Milk Tiger, what are they talking about? I can't understand a word."
The little milk tiger had already woken up in Mu Fan's sea of consciousness. When Mu Fan saw this, he immediately asked it.
She meant, "This is a lost tourist," and the leader told Afaf, "Take him with you."
Although Mu Fan joined the caravan, he still remained vigilant. Although he was on foot, it had little impact on him.
The long caravan walked against the wind and sand for a whole day, and Mu Fan also understood the purpose of this caravan's trip within this day.
This caravan is going to a small country called Yanhuan Kingdom in Zhongdu to welcome their bride. Their Prince of Chisha Kingdom and the Princess of Yanhuan Kingdom are about to get married.
Tianyuan Sect is about five hundred miles away from Yanhuan Kingdom, which is relatively close. Chisha Kingdom is a full eight thousand miles away from Tianyuan Sect.
When Mu Fan arrives at Yanhuan Kingdom, he can find the caravan heading to Tianyuan Sect and return home.
For Mu Fan now, Yuyun Peak is his home. His senior brothers and sisters must be worried at this moment, and he must go back as soon as possible to report that he is safe.
It takes about five months for the caravan to go to Yanhuan Country, almost half a year.
One month later…
Mu Fan has grown a long beard, and Bai Zhe's delicate face now looks like that of an uncle in his thirties.
He has learned to communicate with Afaf and the others, and the little milk tiger has also recovered all his energy in this month.
"Brother Mu, we will pass through the Canglan Mountains next. There are many monsters in the forest here. You must follow the caravan closely so as not to get lost."
Afaf was explaining to Mu Fan with a serious face.
"Okay Afaf, I will pay attention to safety and will not lose contact with the caravan."
The caravan encountered many dangers along the way. Five people have already lost contact and disappeared while passing through some relatively dangerous places.
Afaf handed over a water bag, and Mu Fan took a few big sips. Afaf smiled and didn't mind it. After Mu Fan finished drinking, he took the water bag and started drinking.
Mu Fan is a cultivator, and walking consumes very little for him. Afaf is just an ordinary mortal. Although he is not very old, he already knows a lot of knowledge that Mu Fan does not know at all.
These are all due to the fact that Afaf has been traveling with caravans since they were very young, and it is normal for them to travel long distances.
"Buzz buzz buzz..." Not long after Mu Fan and his wife finished drinking the water, the entire caravan was attacked by a huge swarm of bees. Wherever the terrifying black-tailed venomous bees flew, there would be screams.
Dozens of camels raised their hooves in shock when they saw the wasps, and some people sitting on the camels' backs were shaken off.
The entire caravan was immediately in chaos. Two golden elixir experts stood up and formed a formation, spitting out a ball of fire from their mouths. The yellow poisonous bees were burned directly with a "sizzling" sound.
There were too many wasps, and the two strong men were no match for them. They were directly surrounded by more poisonous wasps, and then they heard extremely creepy screams.
Mu Fan quickly took Afaf and ran away.
In the late stage of Qi training, he ran very fast in the forest. Except for a few blind wasps that followed him, there was no other large army.
The prince of the Red Sand Kingdom was also surrounded by poisonous wasps. He also chose to escape without hesitation, and his escape route was actually the same as Mu Fan.
Mu Fan pulled Afaf and ran far away, but when he saw that no Yellow Poison Wind was chasing him, Mu Fan stopped.
"Huhu"
Afaf gasped for air
"Brother Mu, where are we running now? I seem to have never been here before."
"Afafu and we are safe now, but we have to wait until tomorrow to find the caravan again."
Afaf's wheat-colored pretty face was a little red, maybe because she ran too fast just now. After hearing Mu Fan say that the two of them would have to wait until tomorrow to find the caravan, she understood in her heart that if she went back now, she was afraid that if she didn't find them, she would be killed by those people. The yellow wasp stung to death.
"Okay, Brother Mu, I listen to you."
In this way, the two spent an unforgettable night in the Canglan Mountains...
In the cave, Mu Fan lit a fire. He missed Luo Xian'er a little. The last time he met Senior Sister Luo was in this cave.
It's just that there seems to be a different person today, and the fire burned Afaf's face red. Mu Fan is not afraid of the cold as a cultivator, but Afaf is a mortal. The temperature will drop at night, so Mu Fan can only light a fire.
Originally, he didn't want to light a fire. Last time, he almost lost his life when he started a fire in the dark forest because he didn't understand. If Luo Xian'er hadn't saved him, he would have been reincarnated by now.
"If you feel cold, Afaf, just sleep next to the fire. I will keep watch tonight. You can sleep peacefully with me by your side."
Mu Fan added two more logs to the fire, and the fire burned even brighter.
"Brother Mu, I'm not sleepy," Afaf said a little shyly.
Why is this Brother Mu so low in emotional intelligence? I am a girl, but he actually has the nerve to ask me to sleep next to him. Afaf was speechless and Mu Fan was speechless. Although she trusted Brother Mu very much, there were differences between men and women, and she was really embarrassed to sleep next to others.
As for Mu Fan, this idiot simply didn't understand what others really meant. He simply thought that Afaf was really not sleepy.
"Okay then, tell me when you get sleepy."
Afaf looked at Mu Fan's dark eyes with some embarrassment. This big brother Mu really couldn't speak.
However, Brother Mu seemed to be a very nice person. After getting along with him for a month, she found that Brother Mu didn't talk much. He always believed whatever she said and would also carry goods with the caravan. Overall, Brother Mu doesn't look like a bad person.
"Brother Mu, can you tell me your story? I'm not sleepy now. I want to listen to you tell stories. When I was a child, my grandmother would always tell me stories to coax me to sleep."
There was begging in Afaf's eyes. For desert caravan wanderers like them, what they like to hear the most is the different stories from different places.
Mu Fan didn't expect that Afaf would make such a request.
After a pause, Mu Fan coughed lightly, "Brother Afa Fumu is so young, so he doesn't have any stories to tell, but we can make an agreement that each of us will tell one.
"You speak first, I will speak later."
"If you don't want to speak first, I will speak later." When Afaf heard Mu Fan slap him down and asked her to speak first, she suddenly felt like an angry little lion.
"I'll speak first. I'll speak first. I really can't do anything to you."
Mu Fan had no choice but to pretend to agree happily.
Seeing that her resistance was effective, Afaf smiled sweetly and looked forward to it, ready to listen to the story.
I have a girl I like very much. We grew up together. Although she was picked up by my grandfather, we are not relatives more than relatives.
When I was a child, I would always take her to catch fish in the river. Every time, we had to wait until grandpa fell asleep before we dared to go out. In the middle of the night, I would always hold her little hand and go to the river. It was okay if there was a moon, but without the moon everything was pitch black. She would always stand by and give me a flashlight obediently.
Later, my grandpa took us to study in the city. Her grades were very good, unlike mine.
Speaking of this, Mu Fan laughed at himself, as if recalling his saddest past.
Go on, Brother Mu.
Afaf listened with great interest, but Mu Fan stopped mid-sentence.
"When I was in junior high school, I was ignorant about love. I didn't know what liking meant. I just felt very at ease when I saw her."
"Brother Mu, what is junior high school?"
Afaf didn't understand what Mu Fan meant by junior high school.
"Junior high school is the happiest and happiest time for children."
happiest? the happiest? After hearing what Mu Fan said, Afaf began to recall the happiest and happiest time of her childhood.
When he was about ten years old, he followed his father around every day. His father would always leave the best food to her, and his mother would tell her stories. This was Afaf's happiest time. She didn't know if this was the junior high school that Brother Mu was talking about.
But seeing the faint smile on Brother Mu's face, she thought that Brother Mu didn't lie to her.
