New White Snake Asking Immortals

Yumen Pass.

The continuous flow of caravan travelers entered and exited the pass. In recent days, the weather in the direction of the Longmen Desert has not been very good for some reason. The sandstorm is full of dim yellow, and the abnormal weather has forced many people to give up the adventure.

But there is a team that flew through the Yumen Pass without hesitation and flew into the sandstorm...

In front of the team was an old man holding a jade jar. There was a beetle in the jar that always pointed in a certain direction. The Kurobe master in Jiuli's costume flew fast, watching the endless sandstorm with trepidation.

Jiuli has a hot and humid climate and abundant rainfall. I have seen heavy rain and drizzle, but I have never seen this sandstorm.

Covering the sky and covering the sun, flying sand and walking stones, weeping and whimpering, the master of Kurobe, who was originally disdainful of the desert, had an ugly face, but his personal strength is extremely small in front of such a power of heaven and earth.

Flying up to about the height of the clouds, you can see the sky is bright blue and the sun is dazzling, while the yellow sandstorm is like waves and waves below.

Gu worms that fly too high will automatically go to sleep, so they can only fly forward against the sandstorm as a last resort.

The sandstorm swelled up and rose high, the team drilled into the sand and dust, and then drilled out with a little sand and dust from the other side, as if entering a deep sandstorm pit, surrounded by rolling yellow sand, only the top of the head was like a well-like blue sky, and drilled again. In the turbulent storm, the strong wind whimpered like a ghost, and they desperately wanted to return to the Southern Wilderness, even if they went back to the Central Plains.

Wearing sandstorms continuously, my face is covered with sand, and half of my spit is sand.

The naked Jiuli's clothes are not suitable for the desert, although the masters don't care, it is still a bit awkward...

Dragon Inn.

Bai Yujun sits on the first floor drinking tea. The tea is his own. The tea in the inn is too cheap to drink.

Holding a branch in her hand, she turned it over and over, and inadvertently found that the proprietress had a different expression. She always pretended to stare at the branch casually. Could it be that she stayed in this Longmen Desert for this legendary tree in the desert?

A certain white grows in the Southern Wilderness. Because he often climbs trees, he has a very good understanding of the growth habits of trees.

First of all, the big tree is not short of water and nutrients. The lack of water is very obvious in details. At the same time, it has not been ravaged by the wind. The trees that are often blown by the wind have obvious growth characteristics. Then the key is, where is the desert? The water is abundant, the soil is fertile, and there is no strong wind blowing? Are the trees still a desert?

After turning around, I couldn't see any more doorways, and I directly retracted the storage bag.

Looking up at the four evil cultivators who looked like zombies, Gu worms were restless, it seems that the master of Kurobe has entered the Longmen desert, very good, get rid of the tail early and clean up.

I wanted to pinched my fingers and figured out that there were still a few days to arrive, but after pinching the Jiaojiao's claws for a long time, no flowers came out.

boring……

If you have no fun, you can only create fun yourself, such as teasing the passengers in the inn.

Wagging his tail, he came to the table of ghosts, and took a serious look at the dark body under the cloak's hood.

"Hey, I'm Bai Yao, what's your name?"

The ghost was stunned for a while, and nodded to say hello. Unexpectedly, the sound was like two pieces of glass rubbing against the ear.

"Montenegro..."

"The old demon of Montenegro? No, no, no, you should be the old ghost of Montenegro. Tell us how you died back then, and say it to make everyone happy."

"..."

"It's not a good habit to be silent. To be a ghost, you have to look like a ghost. Haven't you heard of ghost stories?"

He turned his head to look at the other table of scorpion spirits and lizard demons. He was especially interested in lizards. Everyone was reptiles, so it was a bit of fate, and they were much closer than humans.

There is a trick to deal with lizards, pulling a small piece of jerky and throwing it in front of the lizard demon...

Whoosh!

The lizard demon's almost instinctive conditioned reflex sticks its tongue to the jerky and retracts it into its mouth. The speed is somewhat similar to the burst speed of snakes, which is convenient for catching flying insects.

The lizard head can't see the expression, otherwise it must be very exciting.

Turning his head to look at the scorpion, he saw that the scorpion directly lowered his head and did not speak or open his eyes, and everyone in the inn understood that this unidentified monster was just making fun of it, and he actually asked a ghost to talk about how he died that year to make everyone happy. When is death a happy thing?

Every place has its own rules.

The desert is difficult to navigate and there are dangers everywhere. Human guides always have some shortcomings, but the monsters in the desert are the best guides and guards. As long as you give enough benefits, you can safely pass through the desert. There are many goblins in the desert. Rely on this to earn benefits, pills, weapons, and even exercises.

For native-born monsters, the dangerous desert is no different from their own back garden. When a guide acts as an **** or even sends letters to find people, the business is very hot and has a monopoly nature.

The outside world shouted to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but they cooperated happily when they came to the desert Gobi.

After teasing the demons and ghosts, they fixed their eyes on the handsome man and the beautiful woman, who made the two of them wear pale white clothes, which was too conspicuous.

On the other side, the four evil cultivators simply learned from the scorpion essence and lowered their heads.

The temperament woman resembles the legendary martial arts master, wearing an expensive white gauze skirt, a sword inlaid with gold and jade, and her hair is not like a certain Jiao who is casually tied with cloth strips but **** with a hosta, whether standing or walking, sitting or lying down. With a natural extravagance and a generous and elegant manner, he stands out in this Dragon Gate Inn, which is full of monsters, ghosts, and rough men.

The woman rolled her eyes and turned her head to look aside. A certain Jiaozi was sitting at the same table, and the man nodded and smiled as a greeting.

"Why did the two daoists come to the Longmen Desert~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This place is dry and hot, and there are sandstorms, can you tell me, maybe I know something."

The heroine snorted.

"Who is your fellow Daoist? Monster!"

The reaction is normal. No one in the Central Plains can get used to and accept monsters. Even Bai Yujun is just a passing visitor to the human world in the Central Plains. After all, the species are different.

The man smiled and didn't care, showing the slickness of wandering around in the rivers and lakes.

"To be honest, my brothers and sisters did a treasure hunt. It is rumored that someone in the Longmen Desert has seen mysterious ruins, but after the sandstorm, there is no trace."

There are no surprises in the answer. It is rumored that the Longmen Desert has buried countless cities, and many people accidentally found the ruins after the storm and got benefits, either the rich one, or the cultivation base is diligent.

"Didn't you ask those natives?"

Bai Yujun pointed to the scorpion spirit lizard demon, they were more familiar with the Longmen desert than humans.

"I asked, and they don't know where they are. I guess those ruins are likely to be buried very deep, and only after the storm can they appear. Therefore, the sandstorm outside the door for several days is rare."

Looking at the sobbing and roaring sandstorm outside the door, Bai Yujun doesn't think it's rare, as long as you get tired at night, you can do it...

Ordinary people will take risks in order to hunt for treasures. These two handsome Central Plains masters are not like the kind of people who stand a fight, nor can they force others to tell the truth. Anyway, it is good that they are not enemies, and it does not matter if they are enemies. There is no shortage of places to bury bodies in the desert.

"Haha~ It's good to make a fortune. I like to dig for gold and find treasures. By the way, I don't know if you are interested in glass crystals. They are still alive and sold at reasonable prices."

The merchant's spirit is possessed...

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