People who are skilled in art are bold. Ye Xiaochuan shook his robe, calmed down the little nerves in his body that were about to jump into his throat, pretended to be nonchalant, and walked down the sand dune step by step.
He felt that he was the most legendary figure in the righteous way for thousands of years. Yesterday he was roaming the desert in the big mouth of the ancient evil beast Zhulong, and now he was walking swaggering among countless masters of the Demon Sect.
Who dares to say that this great sage is greedy for life and afraid of death? Who dares to say that this great sage is as timid as a mouse? You can't beat him to death.
I walked around the Sand Valley and passed by many demon sect disciples, but no one paid any attention to him.
Ye Xiaochuan saw a little girl. He liked beautiful girls the most, so he walked over.
That little girl doesn't look very old, at most sixteen or seventeen years old. She has beautiful eyes. She should be a woman with Hu people's blood. The Hu people's features are more obvious than Tianwen's. I guess either my father is a Hu or my mother is.
Hu people are half Hu people and half Han people, so her hair is black, her eyes are glowing blue, and her nose is much higher than that of Han women.
The little girl, with her long black hair hanging loose, was trying hard to eat a piece of naan cake. Since she couldn't make a fire, the naan cake was very hard. The little girl could only break the naan cake apart bit by bit and soak it in the water for a while.
eat.
Ye Xiaochuan felt deeply in his heart. He always judged people very accurately. This little girl didn't look like a treacherous and evil witch. She was so innocent and innocent. She should be a kind-hearted little girl.
However, God knows whether she can survive this battle between good and evil.
Different beliefs give rise to opposites. No one can tell whether the belief in the righteous way is right or the belief in the devil's religion is right.
I remembered that when I was in the vanguard camp some time ago, I saw a group of demon sect disciples walking into a small town. The people in the small town were not afraid of the demon sect disciples like the people in Middle-earth. Instead, they welcomed them warmly.
After we finished eating at the mutton soup shop, the merchant said he wouldn't take the money. As a result, the demon sect disciples gave the money to the skinny barbarian merchant.
This is very different from the scene that Ye Xiaochuan imagined where demons from the Demon Cult oppressed mortals.
The damn war is just a bargaining chip for high-level people to compete with each other. If Qiankunzi wants to keep a piece of rusty and scummy iron plate that has been passed down for countless years, he will not hesitate to use the lives of countless people to fill it.
In fact, Ye Xiaochuan also knew that his master uncle did not care about human life. As long as the benefits were big enough, he did not care no matter how many people died, or even if more than half of the Cangyun Sect disciples were buried under the desert forever.
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't understand why these people were fighting over a piece of Black Iron Token. He thought this was wrong, including his master uncle.
But what can he do? He is just a young disciple of Cangyun Sect who has no right to speak. Anyone can bully him. Even Sun Yao can squat on his head and shit, so he can't change anything.
The little girl with blue eyes saw Ye Xiaochuan standing in front of her and looking at her for a while, so she said, "Have you finished your food? I can give you some naan bread."
As he said that, he took out a big naan cake from the bag and handed it to Ye Xiaochuan.
What a kind little girl.
Ye Xiaochuan looked around, then sat next to the little girl, took the naan cake, and said: "You give me naan cake, and I will give you delicious food."
There is never a shortage of snacks in his Qiankun bag, and there are many large and small bags. They used to be snacks for him and Wangcai for a month or two. During this time, they didn't eat much in the desert, so there were still a lot left.
The little girl lives in the Western Region and is not very old. She has never been to Middle-earth. She has seen so many delicious foods and her mouth immediately started to water.
She blinked her big blue eyes and said, "All these delicious foods are just for me?"
Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said: "Of course. I don't know if I can survive this battle with Zhengdao. If I die, all these things will be wasted if I haven't eaten them. You can take them all."
The little girl immediately shouted happily, but seemed to consider that the master said not to speak loudly here, so she hurriedly covered her mouth.
Throwing away the hard naan cake, I picked up a piece of mung bean cake and stuffed it into my mouth. It seemed like it was the first time I had eaten such delicious food, and my eyes were shining brightly.
Then I picked up another piece of red jujube cake...
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the little girl's mouth being filled to the brim and asked, "Where are you from?"
While eating, the little girl muttered: "Fengqishan."
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, Fengqi Mountain? It seems that Tianwen was also from there. He studied Taoism with Patriarch Qingmu in Fengqi Mountain for thirty years, and only settled down in the temple in the last ten years.
He said: "Do you know Miss Tianwen?"
The little girl nodded and said: "I've heard of it but never seen it. When I was accepted as a disciple by Master, the Seventh Senior Sister was already the deputy flag master of the Aoki Flag."
"Seventh Senior Sister?"
Ye Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat, this little girl turned out to be a disciple of Ancestor Qingmu. Ancestor Qingmu had dozens of disciples, and I heard that Tian Wen was Xing Qi.
He said: "I can't tell that you are the apprentice of senior Qingmu."
The little girl said: "I am the most incompetent. You are wearing Qingmuqi's clothes. Are you the seventh senior sister's subordinate?"
Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said, "Yes, I saw her not long ago."
With just a few snacks, Ye Xiaochuan found out a lot of things from this unsuspecting little girl.
There are a thousand demon sect disciples around this sand valley. There are three lurking spots of this size, all to the west of the temple, about five or six hundred miles away from the temple.
The little girl asked Ye Xiaochuan what his name was, and Ye Xiaochuan said that his name was Hoo Daorou, which made the little girl giggle for a while, as she seemed to find the name very interesting.
But Ye Xiaochuan did not ask the little girl's name. He was afraid that this innocent little girl would die in his hands in the melee.
The little girl is very talented. She is already a master in the early stage of Yuanshen at a young age, but her experience is far inferior to that of her seventh senior sister Tianwen. This is her first time out of Fengqi Mountain, and she yearns to go to the temple to worship the Holy Fire.
, dreaming that one day he could become the guardian of the Holy Fire like the Seventh Senior Sister.
She was full of curiosity about all beautiful things, and asked Ye Xiaochuan all kinds of weird questions while eating snacks.
"Why is this sweet-scented osmanthus cake so delicious? Did you make it yourself?"
"I bought it."
"Where did you buy it? Can the store tell me? I will buy it in the future too. There is also this wishful cake, which is also very delicious. I want to buy more of it! Oh, I don't have much money, these delicious ones must be very expensive
Right? What can we do!"
Seeing the troubled look on the little girl's face, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt that she was very similar to his former sister Xiaochi, without any scheming and very naive.
But now Xiaochi has been following Baili Yuan for ten years and has become a street tyrant. He eats and takes cards and is addicted to gambling. This makes Ye Xiaochuan very depressed.