From the Great Song Mountain where Blessed Fountain was located to the desert area where Feng Yin and the others were trapped, it took them two days.
And this was the result of Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang's best efforts.
The Desolate Savage Land was, after all, the Desolate Savage Land. For the two top Jindan Stage Daoists, it was not their own backyard … In order to avoid risks, the two of them actually took a big detour and chose a route where the distribution of monsters was relatively sparse and their strength was not too strong. They traveled day and night.
As for Wang Wu, the two of them took turns to carry her. At this time, she was far from being as graceful as she would be in the future. She still looked like a little girl that was as light as a feather. It was not difficult to carry her and did not affect the journey.
When the three of them arrived at the edge of the desert, they saw the rolling sand dunes, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. The clear sky seemed to be making a silent invitation, inviting them to go deep into the desert and to the mysterious oasis.
Stopping in front of the entrance, Wang Lu suddenly felt a trace of alarm in his heart. He slightly frowned. "I always feel that there is no turning back …"
Ouyang Shang smiled. "Then do you think the result will be better?"
Of course not.
"By the way, do you really want to take this guy with you? I still don't think he's reliable, he's really weak. "Wang Lu pointed to Wang Wu who was sitting cross-legged not far away.
Originally, he was just casually complaining, but unexpectedly, Ouyang Shang became somewhat serious. "She is very important to you, in your history."
This … was indeed not wrong.
"To be able to survive that catastrophe and become an incomparably important person to you, the future lead disciple, she should have something special."
Hehe, if you see her appearance a hundred years later, you should know that she is not just "something special".
"On the contrary, Junior Brother Yang Fei and the others should not have survived, right? Looking at your reaction, I can see that you are very unfamiliar with them. "
Wang Lu suddenly remembered someone in the team who was ignored by him. Martial Uncle Lu Li, I am sorry.
"On the contrary, it seems that you are familiar with Feng Yin, so he should also be one of the survivors. So isn't this very simple logic? Let her try to coexist with the survivors. It's safer than living with the dead, right? "
This logic does make some sense, so I'll take my leave with Little Sister Wang Wu. You can go to the desert and find Feng Yin.
"Hey, do you have the heart to watch me die alone?"
Wang Lu really wanted to say that he couldn't bear to see it, so he didn't want to see it … However, he considered that the moral integrity of this Spirit Sword Sect's Eldest Brother was actually not much better than his own. In case he knelt down and hugged his leg, that scene would not be good. Not to mention that there was still his silent Master behind him … If he let her helplessly watch him watch his Eldest Brother die without saving him, later on, they would definitely become enemies.
Thinking of this, Wang Lu could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart. "Alright, let's live and die together."
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The journey deep into the desert was much simpler than expected. The sandstorm that Feng Yin mentioned many times never appeared. Walking on the thousands of miles of yellow sand, there was no other obstacle except for the burning feeling that made people melt.
Moreover, perhaps because of the recent sandstorm, even the number of monsters in the desert was pitifully small. Their journey was unimpeded all the way.
Ouyang Shang was indeed worthy of his natural earth element physique. After entering the desert, he was like a fish in water. Under the scorching sun, he easily found the traces left by Feng Yin and the others more than a month ago and followed the traces all the way.
After the three of them walked in the desert for a day and a night, they finally approached the target location. After crossing a sand dune, they were greeted by an inconceivable refreshing humidity in the desert. It was the oasis in the distance.
In the oasis was the city, and the long-awaited sandmen that Wang Lu had a panoramic view … that is, the city of the demon race.
This desert oasis was very different from the magnificent city in the new demon world. It was even far from the demon race city during the five spirits blood war. The desert demons only built tents, mud pits, and other buildings around the oasis with limited resources. It looked very primitive and crude. If Wang Lu hadn't determined their identity earlier, he would never have thought that this was a city built by the royal family of the demon realm.
Similarly, the demons walking in the city were also very different from the majestic royal family temperament in his impression. Except for the iconic red face and fangs, there were actually not many royal characteristics on their bodies. Even the iconic heavy armor had degenerated.
After looking at the sand dune for a while, Ouyang Shang frowned. The situation in front of him was too different from what he expected. The next plan could not be connected at all.
"Is … is this really a demon city? It's completely unguarded, and I can't feel any hostility. We are already close to the edge of the city! "
According to his previous speculation, if the demons in the city had already forced themselves on Feng Yin and the others, it meant that the two sides had already shed all pretense of cordiality. The rescue of Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu would be an earth-shattering battle, and there would be no room for mediation between the two sides. But looking at the current situation …
While he was puzzled, suddenly a sword light flew out from the oasis, and a pleasantly surprised voice came from afar, "Big Brother, you're here?!"
A moment later, a young cultivator in a sand-colored shirt descended from the sky on a flying sword, his face full of joy. While he was still in mid-air, his eyes were firmly locked on Ouyang Shang, wishing that he could immediately throw himself into his arms.
But before he could land, a khaki-colored circular sword light shield lit up. Wang Lu erected his indestructible Non-Phase Sword Defense, which immediately knocked the young man who fell from the sky, causing him to have a nosebleed.
Ouyang Shang just sighed softly, feeling both angry and amused, but it was inconvenient for him to say anything. As for the person who was knocked away, he was naturally furious.
"Who are you? How dare you act violently in front of Big Brother? "
Wang Lu also sighed, not knowing how to introduce himself … Before this, although the two sides had exchanged letters several times, in fact, Feng Yin still didn't know the existence of Wang Lu.
Should he tell him that he was the successor disciple that he would accept into the sect one hundred years later? With the old guy's IQ, he certainly wouldn't understand it.
When the young man flew in the sky, Wang Lu recognized that this person was the young Feng Yin. At this time, although he had not yet cultivated the Stellar Sword Method, he could already vaguely see the shadow of the future peak Deity Stage … And the reason why Wang Lu still displayed his Non-Phase Sword Defense was very simple, because he didn't trust Feng Yin at this time.
Three days ago, he sent a letter asking for help, as if he had been swallowed alive by a demon girl. But at this time, he ran out as if nothing had happened. Who could trust him? Who knew if he couldn't resist the temptation in the past three days and offered his chastity to the enemy?
Fortunately, Feng Yin reacted quickly. After questioning him, he realized that he was really reckless just now and quickly explained, "Big Brother, I have been trying to send you a letter for the past two days, but I couldn't get in touch with you … Things have changed, I misunderstood them before."
"Misunderstood?" Ouyang Shang was not in a hurry to make a decision. "Why don't you tell me?"
Feng Yin nodded. "It's like this, the two Junior Brothers who were kidnapped three days ago have been released."
Wang Lu sneered and said, "What kind of reason is that? They were the ones who captured them, so after they are released, they are not responsible? According to this, as long as they insert it and then pull it out, it's not considered rape? "
"This, there are other secrets, it's hard to explain in a few words."
"Then tell me slowly." While speaking, Wang Lu still didn't put away the Sword of Mount Kun in his hand, showing his vigilance.
Feng Yin hesitantly glanced at Wang Lu, and then cast an inquiring look at Ouyang Shang.
"Tell me slowly."
"Yes." Seeing that he was not trusted, Feng Yin could only feel depressed. "In fact, even I misunderstood them before … Senior Brother, you guessed it right. They are indeed the descendants of the Demon Race, but they have no relationship with the Demon Race during the Great War of Immortals and Demons. They don't want to cause disputes, they just want to live peacefully. "
Wang Lu sneered and said, "If one day, your Big Brother tells you that he wants to practice silent meditation, will you believe it?"
"Haha, how is that possible, it's better to kill him!"
"Ahem!" Ouyang Shang coughed.
Wang Lu said, "That being the case, how can you believe that the Demon Race will change their nature? In fact, your current reaction is even more suspicious. "
"I know." Feng Yin nodded, "So, if you don't believe me, please give me the Sword of Truth, I am willing to prove my innocence!"
"Sword of Truth?" Wang Lu snorted, "That is not an omnipotent swordsmanship, there are too many ways to deceive others. If you really want to prove your innocence, please use rigorous logic and unquestionable evidence to speak. "
How could Feng Yin find unquestionable evidence in such a short time? He paced back and forth a few steps, becoming more and more restless. But at this time, an old voice faintly sounded.
"Please don't make things difficult for him. This matter was caused by my clan, let me personally explain on behalf of my clan."
In front of Wang Lu, a handful of yellow sand suddenly flew and rolled, gradually condensing into a stooped old demon man. The old man had a red face and fangs, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a heart-protecting mirror on his chest, hands wrapped in heavy gloves, and a pair of metal boots on his feet. On the outside, he still retained some royal characteristics, but had completely lost the never-ending exuberant fighting spirit of the Demon Race's royal family.
"I am the Elder of this tribe, Chi." The old demon man said, "As you can see, we are the remnants of the Demon Race in Nine Regions. Since the war more than two thousand years ago, we have not been able to return to our homeland, but by chance, we stayed here. So far, we have been reproducing for two thousand years. "
"Two thousand years of reproduction has made great changes in our tribe … We no longer want to turn against the human race and kill each other. We just hope to live peacefully in this oasis. Moreover, as you can see, even if we want to, we are powerless. "
With that, the old demon man untied his slightly heavy gloves, revealing a pair of extremely slender wrists.
"We have lost the ability to fight."
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