The yellow sand is coming from the sky, the boundless desert is desolate and dead, and the hot wind blows by, making everything from the eyes to the throat unbearably dry.
Mr. Xianggong of Gusu was not very skilled in internal and external martial arts. He did not want to step into the center of the desert, which was called the Realm of Death by the desert people, but the cold man beside him put the sword on his neck without saying a word.
Even if you don't want to, you have to come.
"That veil was discovered by a desert dweller on a seabuckthorn bush. According to the wind direction that day, it should have been blown from the center of the desert. However, this area has always been regarded as a forbidden area by desert dwellers. It is far away from settlements and has no oases.
, and huge poisonous scorpions often appear to hurt people and camels. If the master of Hongxian Hall goes deep alone, I'm afraid..."
"She won't die." Wei Moyan coldly interrupted Mr. Gusu's words of comfort. Wei Moyan took off his dark robe and put it on the hunchback, "If you say anything like this again, be careful with your tongue."
The sun was scorching hot and the hot wind was blowing, but Xianggong Gusu clearly felt the intense chill.
He never talks empty words, and he has done such things as cutting out people's tongues. In his spare time, Mr. Gusu once heard from the children in the pavilion that when Hongxian first served as his shadow guard, some older members of the family were dissatisfied with him and made insulting remarks.
, after Wei Moyan learned about it, he directly ordered the man's tongue to be cut out and his martial arts to be revoked and permanently expelled from the pavilion without asking the reason.
Before he understood the relationship between the two, he cared about and doted on Hongxian far more than anyone else.
Even though he has strong inner strength and is immune to cold and heat, the unearthly heat caused fine beads of sweat to form on the cold man's forehead. Even after taking off his sun protection robe, he could still feel the strong heat rising. People in Jiangnan are used to humid days.
, the dryness and heat of the desert are the environment they hate the most. However, what Wei Moyan thinks about at this moment is not irritability, but the woman who is even more indifferent than him.
Has she been here before?
Are you walking alone in such unbearable heat?
Why come here, and where is she now?
Is there still a chance to meet again in this life?
He is not a person who likes to ask questions, and he knows very well that these questions will not be answered for a while, but the urgency is so deep that it is difficult to get rid of, tearing at his heart and making him unable to calm down.
With Xianggong Gusu's arrangements in advance, the two of them could comfortably carry water and rides for more than three days. However, relying on these things, Wei Moyan had to endure seven days before leaving the center of the desert.
As a result, there was still nothing gained.
During the search, we often see bones half buried in the sand, and we also find the remains of many mounts that were killed for eating meat and drinking blood. Only the flawless white clothes are nowhere to be seen. It is not easy to find people in the vast sea of people, not to mention the vastness and vastness.
The vast sea of clouds and waves? Xianggong Gusu had long been prepared to return empty-handed, that is, he simply refused to give up.
"Perhaps the Master of Hongxian Hall just passed by here and left his veil, or maybe Ji Ren has his own destiny and was rescued by some kind person." Trying his best to comfort the man with a gloomy aura, Mr. Gusu couldn't help but feel a little exhausted.
.
It was not an option to continue searching like this, but we had to face the reality. We entered this desolate place of death without preparation, and very few people could come out alive, not to mention Hongxian who left in a hurry and had never been to the desert.
"I'll go in again tomorrow. There are still many places I haven't looked for yet." Beside the campfire, the leader of the martial arts alliance who was still in his splendor but obviously a little thin said calmly.
It was a waste of effort. Although he felt like a clear mirror in his heart but could not speak directly, Mr. Gusu could only nod silently - anyway, he was well prepared and would not be in danger, so he would just consider it as a gentleman to sacrifice his life to accompany him.
If you want to see how the man in front of you composes a legend, then you have to stay by your side at all times. What if you have traveled all over the world? For all the prime ministers of Gusu, being able to see and confirm with your own eyes how a piece of history passes is the most important thing.
, and for the meaning of their lives.
only……
"Forgive me for being presumptuous, I have always wanted to know why the pavilion master is so infatuated with the master of the Hongxian Hall. It seems that the other beauty is more trustworthy and more capable than the master of the Hongxian Hall." After thinking for a long time, he spoke.
Unaccustomed to the simple and elegant clothes, I always felt a little uncomfortable. Mr. Gusu smiled unnaturally.
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, and the people around him are ten thousand times more terrifying than tigers and wolves.
Unexpectedly, Wei Moyan did not get angry. Instead, he looked like he was thinking about the problem carefully and was puzzled by the solution.
"Perhaps... the so-called fate." He laughed lightly at himself, and the dragon among people who usually seemed inaccessible actually got closer to him under the light of the constantly exploding bonfire. There seemed to be memories flowing in his eyes, "Unfortunately, I...
They are people who don’t believe in fate.”
This answer may not be the answer to the question, but it can be regarded as a gain from meeting Gusu Xianggong. Compared with the silence on the road, Wei Moyan at this moment made him want to explore and get closer.
No matter how amazing he is, he is a dragon among men. After all, he is a man who lives by love. Perhaps his love and hatred are more intense than ordinary mortals, but they are just hidden under the radiance of the heaven and earth, making it difficult for others to understand.
Just see you.
A few lone wolf howls sounded in the distance, desolate and sad.
For more than ten days, under Wei Moyan's persistence, the two searched twice more in the center of the desert. As before, they found nothing except being covered in yellow sand.
He did not give up looking for Xia Qingluan, he just stopped his fearless killing. After all, Lanling still had a group of disciples waiting for his return in fear. He still held the world in his hands, and held the promise to her - this
The world is the betrothal gift he promised her, and no one will be allowed to taint it and crush it. If she comes back, he will give her another earth-shattering wedding; if she doesn't come...
Then, burn all the country and mountains to bury her with her.
Before evacuating the desert, Wei Moyan jumped off the camel and stood in the center of the vast sea of sand. He closed his eyes and felt the blazing wind and sand whizzing by. The torrent of time was unstoppable. He stretched out his hands in vain but could not grasp anything, just like Zi Xiu once said to him.
Like that, the palm full of yellow sand becomes harder and harder to hold on to when I hold it tightly, and finally I have some free time to recall it with regret.
Mr. Gusu followed closely behind him. The bumpy camel was slowly moving in the boundless desert. The dark figure in front fell into a long silence, as if no one existed in the world. How could you not see that man's loss?
Even though he was arrogant and proud of the world, the things he cherished, the things he loved and guarded could not be retained in the end.
He took off the almost empty water bag on the camel's back. The water and wine brewed by the desert people in it were astringent and slightly sour. He drank it in one sip and choked him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He could drink a thousand cups of wine without getting drunk.
After making such an outrageous mistake, I coughed violently and filled my lungs with a bitter taste.
The most miserable thing is to die where no one can see you, and the saddest thing is to die without a companion.
I vaguely remember every word and sentence clearly, but I have forgotten who said these words. Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel scared, afraid that she is in such misery now.
"liquor."
Mr. Gusu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was bringing home wine from Lanling. He hurriedly handed over the water bag with only a few mouthfuls left.
Wei Moyan is known to be addicted to alcohol.
He took the water bag and threw it away. Before it fell, the sword glowed and the fragrance of dew spread across the desert.
Qingluan, if you are alive, you will know that I have come to find you if you smell the fragrance of this wine. If you are really no longer alive, then when there is no one in the middle of the night or the moonlight is cold, you might as well follow the fragrance of the wine and return to your hometown.
On the stage, in the corner, in the nightmare, let me see you again, even if it's just for a glance.
"Let's go." He turned around neatly without hesitation, and did not look back with his deep eyes that concealed countless thoughts. He was consistent with his usual indifference, straightforwardness, and decisiveness.
And God likes to tease mortals the most. They pass each other by each other, have thoughts of life and death, and are parted in an instant. This happens all the time in the human world.
A few feet below the yellow sand that he walked with his eyes downcast, the woman in white, imprisoned in the darkness and coldness, was touching Chi Luan's wrist, calling his name over and over again.