The desert is like snow, and the moon is as cold as a hook. You can't hear the sound of bamboo sticks in the mountains, but you can see a few lonely geese mourning and weeping.
Away from the vast mist of the south of the Yangtze River and the vast sky for ten miles, the boundless desert with no solitary shadow in the vast sea of sand was a new scene. Unfortunately, the woman immediately had no intention of looking at it.
Changing horses and running non-stop all the way, it was still a few days later when we arrived at the edge of the desert. The martial arts world gradually stopped hearing about it. In the end, I only remembered that someone mentioned how lonely the martial arts leader appeared alone in front of Poyue Pavilion.
He wanted to believe that she would suddenly appear at the last moment wearing a red wedding dress and keep her vows.
But reality gave him only another wine bottle that no one picked up until late at night.
Xia Qingluan didn't dare to think about how disappointed he would be. He betrayed her twice and made the world laugh. His arrogance and self-esteem were absolutely unacceptable, but she had no choice. Even though he promised to resist all harm for her.
, but she couldn't hide it with peace of mind. No matter whether she could bear it or not, she never relied on others. This is Xia Qingluan.
When entering the desert, he was supposed to transfer to a camel, but because he was in a hurry and had nowhere to look, Xia Qingluan gritted his teeth and rode straight into the desert. After walking for three days, he realized that this was undoubtedly a road to suicide.
Although she is indifferent, she is not as calm as Wei Moyan. The more eager she is to seek success, the more she will get stuck in the mud. Let alone return to the dream stone, it will be a miracle if she can survive for a few more days in the current situation - the desert is endless, and she
There is no way forward or backward in it.
If you don't enter the desert, you will never know its horror. The sky and the earth are just one line apart, and there is no human habitation. Everywhere you look, you can see the same scenery. The most unstoppable thing is the sun hanging high in the sky. The blazing heat sweeps away the water in the body, making you unbearably thirsty.
During the journey, Xia Qingluan had seen numerous bones half-covered in the sand. They must have been travelers who were as lost as she was. They were trapped in this unknown piece of sand, enduring the dry heat and despair until they died of dehydration.
She had thought about thousands of endings, either being hacked to death by her enemy, or accidentally dying while side by side with him, or dying under his sword in a decisive battle, but she never thought that one day she would end up living in Shuomo.
Waiting alone to turn into withered bones.
With her last obsession, she survived longer than the horse. Although she knew that survival was the most important thing, the disgusting smell of horse blood made it impossible for her to swallow it. Or from the beginning, from the beginning,
At the beginning of her life, what she was waiting for was death.
I don’t know how long I walked, and I don’t know when the footprints behind me were buried by the wind and sand. All day long, Xia Qingluan looked at the sun and the stars in the sky, and continued to search numbly step by step. It seemed that the Dream Stone was hers.
Life is the meaning of her life. Is it wrong? If she can't get the Dream Stone, then she will lose the only thing she has.
In the boundless world, there seems to be only the lonely white color on the hot loess. The wind blows and whistles, rolling up thousands of layers of plain yarn, like a dream.
Finally, the human heart is no match for the power of heaven.
It was this hopeless despair again. When she was a child, she was surrounded by officers and soldiers, when she was tracked by Hua Yu in Mianzhu Pass and fell to the ground. Now, she is in the silent desert, feeling helpless.
Waiting for death in vain.
The sound of the wind and the rolling sand gradually disappeared. My blurry eyes were stabbed by the scorching sun, and I could only see a falling shadow.
"You're still here."
Familiar tone, unfamiliar voice, who is that?
Who touched her cheek lightly in the dry heat of imminent death, and who poured the blood from her fingertips into her mouth. The longing was thick and indelible, sour.
"Are you afraid, alone?"
She wanted to shake her head, but she didn't know if that person could see it.
In the past, she was not afraid of loneliness, because deep down in her heart, she still had Xiao Bai, Brother Yue, and the man in Xuanyi and Zhushan who, although they met late, took up most of her life as soon as he appeared. They were alive, and they were waiting for her.
So she has the courage to continue walking in the world.
But now she has nothing.
His only relative is dead, Wan Qi Haoyue is no longer the brother Yue he once was, and is drifting away, and Wei Moyan... he definitely doesn't want to see her again.
Asking why the sky is born, asking why the earth is dying, being crazy, angry and foolish, if you have no support, why should you be afraid?
Both of them are not afraid of loneliness. First they held it in their hands, but now they have nothing in their hands.
Dressed in white clothes on the desert, with a withered face, someone's name was whispered on his lips, and his eyes gradually closed.
"After all these years, I finally waited for you to come." Xia Qingluan was covered in a robe as dark as night. With a whistle, not far away, the quicksand sank, and a huge, almost eerie poisonous scorpion crawled out. Covered by the black robe
The man calmly held the unconscious woman and stepped onto the scorpion's back. There was a muffled sound with two gentle steps, and the black-red giant scorpion slid away on the sand.
There are many sunset clouds on the horizon, red, blue, orange and purple, covering up a few dim stars.
At the same time, almost thousands of miles away, the world is facing another catastrophe, with killings and ghosts everywhere, the ghosts wailing every night, and corpses littering the fields every day.
Emperor Jingguang passed away, his six sons seized the throne, and the eunuchs in the harem each had their own promotions. A unique force emerged to overwhelm the forces of the six princes, and a bloody path to seize the imperial seal was carved out in the conquest.
Princess Lian Shi of Anping took the lead in launching a palace coup. She contacted Jianghu forces externally and united with military generals internally. A female prostitute defeated many opponents in the palace of the emperor's family. If she could quell the rebellion of the emperor's relatives everywhere, she would be proud to be called the empress and unify the empire.
Dynasty.
The sudden flames of war brought the people to a desperate situation, and the martial arts world was also in turmoil. Poyue Pavilion, who had promised to settle down the world, actually took the order of the leader of the martial arts alliance and wreaked havoc on various sects. The reason was so absurd that the public was so angry that it was difficult to accept it - unexpectedly
The purpose is to find Hongxian, the leader of Taiwei Hall in Poyue Pavilion, who disappeared on the wedding day.
True or false, countless news related to Xia Qingluan frequently entered Poyue Pavilion and caught Qiao Feixue's eyes. Every piece of news, no matter whether it was true or false, would be investigated carefully by the person above as if it was true, and the result would be
It was the various sects who had grievances and grievances against each other who framed and framed the blame. As a result, many messages were spread deliberately to make the other party disturbed by Poyue Pavilion. Wei Moyan accepted all these messages without distinguishing whether they were true or not. He would rather be wrong by three thousand than let go.
one.
For a whole month, the cold mysterious robe that transformed into a bloodthirsty Shura stood on the Zhu Pavilion, tasting wine lightly, with fine eyes following the wind, and the indifferent face with unreadable expressions only changed briefly when one hope after another was shattered.
chaos.
Any news that may be related to Xia Qingluan should be investigated as true, even if it makes countless sects angry and rebel again.
kill.
All those who prevented him from searching for her whereabouts were killed, regardless of status or relationship, and resentful spirits were everywhere.
Every day he only asked if he had found that woman, and never asked who had died in vain and left his soul. Compared to Xia Qingluan, who had promised him life and death, so what if he made every living thing in this world miserable?
He was not a kind person to begin with. He could clear the world for someone and overturn the country for whom. Now, for the sake of that cold figure and the chance to regain the three thousand red strings in his palm, he would rather transform into a demon and stir up the blood stain of the doomsday.
Even if everyone in the world dies, so what?
The country is not as powerful as three thousand strings. Without her, no one's life will be meaningless.
That night, an assassin came again. The girl who raised a dagger and cut off her wrist instantly had tears on her face and was twisted and hideous.
"Wei Moyan! I curse you to not have a good death! Curse you to never lose the love you love! Curse you and Hongxian for three lives and three lives to be apart forever in the abyss of life and death, and bear the wrath of heaven for all eternity!"
He sneered.
What can God do? He is not afraid of life and death. He smiles at reincarnation. Why is he afraid of the words of the world? For Xia Qingluan, he is willing to become crazy and become a demon.