On the seventh day into the desert, in the middle of the night, a waning moon hangs on the branches.
Xiang Que's lips were chapped, his head was tilted up with dazed eyes, and he was holding a water bag tightly in his hand. He was only two sips away from Jue, who had run out of ammunition, but he still didn't know if he could walk. out of this desert.
"I won't say anything about the old way, but Brother Zhan, you obviously overestimate me as a little brother, why don't you bring me more supplies" Xiang Que was silent for two tears, and a camel bell rang in his ear .
Can Yue also seemed to feel Xiang Que's sorrow and sorrow, and quietly hid behind a cloud, Xiang Que spat on the sand, and said to the disappearing Can Yue: "There is a kind of tomorrow that I can see." your turn!"
"Hey!" All of a sudden, just as Xiang Que raised his head, a sudden sword light pierced the night sky from the far horizon, and disappeared instantly.
Immediately afterwards, "ßÝßÝ, ßÝßÝßÝ" several times in a row, behind that sword light, several more sword lights streaked across the night sky, all flying in one direction, Xiang Que came out almost instantly, this should be There were at least a dozen masters who asked the gods to walk with their swords. Their sword lights drew brilliant colors under the moon sky, which looked really beautiful.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there will be water and food.
Xiang Que licked his chapped lips, lifted the water bag and drank the last two sips of water in it. The next moment, he took out two talisman papers and carved two talismans shrinking to an inch. With a "shua", it disappeared from the spot, and rushed in the direction where the sword light passed.
They are all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, Xiang Que thought that the other party would not be stingy in giving him some supplies.
However, Xiang Que obviously underestimated the gap between shrinking the ground to an inch and walking with a sword. After he cursed in that direction twice in a row, the sword light was no longer there, and there was a pitch-black night ahead, as dark as a He's in the same mood now.
Xiang Que stood blankly on the sandy ground with a dazed expression on his face. He never expected that those people would leave so quickly. He didn't even have the chance to see the tail lights of the car, and he consumed the last two sips of water. , or he could at least last another day.
"Huh" All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew up in the desert, and the wind blew stronger and stronger, causing a sandstorm in an instant, blowing quicksand flying all over the sky, and the eyes could hardly see.
At the same time, at least twenty miles away from Xiang Que, the sword light that had disappeared before suddenly shot up into the sky. The sword light in the middle suddenly exploded.
Afterwards, several more sword lights soared into the sky, and then all of them exploded in mid-air.
"Crack!" Immediately under the cloud covered by the waning moon, there was a thunderclap out of thin air, and then one after another, the thunderbolt struck five times in a row.
"Shocking Thunder Curse, five thunderbolts" Xiang Que looked at the sky in astonishment, and immediately realized that these masters who asked the gods just now should be due to human combat, and the battle should be very tragic. The flying swords were blown up several times. He also failed to treat the other party.
In the middle of the sky in the distance, sword lights continued to flash, one after another, it was obvious that the battle was in full swing, and the aura of heaven and earth was scattered to Xiang Que's side.
The sandstorm was still going on, Xiang Que quickly shrank himself on the ground and hugged his body tightly, no matter what kind of beating there was, he had no time to worry about it, after all, he had to ensure his own safety first.
I don't know how long it took, but the mid-air battle suddenly came to an abrupt end.
Xiang Que raised his head and squinted his eyes, and then he saw a sudden figure approaching quickly, almost passing an afterimage beside him, and fell headlong on the sand less than ten meters away from him. on the ground.
In an instant, the quicksand blown by the wind submerged the figure on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a small sand dune was piled up there.
When Xiang Que was about to investigate suspiciously, it was also from that direction when suddenly seven or eight people came from the sword. These people were all wearing navy blue Taoist robes, and their toes were on the sword. The blade of the sword stopped in front of Xiang Que with a "shua".
That look is really a master's demeanor, chic and unrestrained.
There were eight people in total, seven men and one woman. The leader held a whisk in his right hand, and his long hair was tied behind his head into a headband. He could be around sixty or seventy years old, with a white beard floating on his chin, looking With a special fairy style, the seven people behind this old Taoist priest all look very young, but all of them are very dashing and heroic.
The other party stopped before and after Xiang Que, and the old Taoist frowned and asked, "Little friend, did you see someone passing by just now?"
Xiang Que came back to his senses, thinking that it was this group who fought in the front just now, and the one who fell headlong into the sand was hunted down by them, judging by their attire, they should be people from a certain Taoist sect .
Just as Xiang Que was about to start a conversation, a young man behind the old Taoist suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Uncle Master is asking you something, answer quickly, don't waste our time, let that evil man go, don't worry about it!" Are you worthy of this responsibility?"
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and looked at the other party, he was really ahh, his temperament is like this, you have to smooth it out, so that we can talk about it, we are all friends, I will not be happy if you talk with guns and sticks up.
Another one, Xiang Que's idea is that not all decent people are necessarily good people, and evil people also have good thoughts. His distinction between good and evil is very different from the secular concept, which all comes from Gujing Temple style, not looking at good or evil in everything, only looking at your own preferences.
"Huh" Xiang Que pointed to the east, and said, "The wind and sand were blowing too hard. I didn't see what the people in the past looked like, but I saw a figure passing by over there."
The young man frowned and asked, "Who are you, what are you wandering around in this desert?"
"I come from the cave of Langya Mountain. I practiced in the desert. I heard that there are many wild wolves in the desert. I plan to train myself"
The other party sized him up a few times, then sneered condescendingly and said, "You can't even stop this sandstorm, and you still want to practice in the desert? Don't practice your life here."
Xiang Que raised his head and said lightly: "Thank you"
The old Taoist turned his head and said, "Stop talking nonsense, go chase someone"
"Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua" Eight sword lights suddenly turned, and quickly left towards the side Xiang Que was pointing at.
Xiang Que grinned contemptuously, but suddenly the only woman at the rear of the eight people suddenly turned her head and looked over.
The smile on Xiang Que's face stopped abruptly, he calmly stretched out a finger to scratch his nose, and said, "Friend Daoist, go slowly, don't send me off"
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