At this time, Baili Wenrou led the disguised demon troops and walked on the boundary of the sandbank. In fact, the sandbank is a desertification area.
They rode ordinary warcraft they bought as mounts and walked across the vast desert. All members were uniformly dressed in black, which made them look very imposing from a distance.
The dry wind blew on everyone's face, but considering the strength of everyone, the bad weather had no impact on them.
On the other hand, Gusu Zhan looked at the setting sky in front of him and couldn't help complaining: "It's finally getting dark. If the sun doesn't go down, I'm afraid I'll have to imitate Hou Yi and shoot the sun."
Baili Rouwen didn't know where he saw the allusion about Hou Yi shooting the sun. She couldn't help but turned her head in disgust and looked at his white and reflective skin: "I said, you are a dignified ghost king,
You are still so resistant to the sun. I have already adapted to normal..."
The ghosts really hate sunlight.
Just look at the gray weather all day long.
Probably because he felt disgusted by Baili Wenwen, Gusu Zhan immediately straightened his back and said: "I don't want to object, I am just worried that my tender and smooth skin will be ugly due to the sun."
The demonic shadows behind them thought of the demon generals: "..."
When they followed Baili Rouwen, they were not very familiar with Gusu Zhan.
The demons will fall!
"Yes!" Moying suppressed a smile.
Although I don’t know who Hou Yi is?
But they understood what Lord Demon Lord said.
Moying and others behind: "..."
"Look at people, you follow me and you don't know how to buy some nice clothes. Is I short of money or something?" Baili Wenrou sighed and shook his head.
"That's what I said, but you can't point out my fault outright." Baili Rourou said seriously.
But I was very surprised to see such a dignified ghost king in Gusu Zhan.
After a moment of silence, Moying admitted his mistake obediently and said: "Ahem, my subordinate didn't think carefully. At that time, I just wanted to keep a low profile. After all, you didn't agree at that time... I will follow you..."
In fact, as a demon, I don't really like the intense sunlight.
Even though the demon soldiers behind were well-trained in the iron-blooded order, they couldn't help but smile flashing across their eyes at this moment.
For example, not far away in the desert at this time, the same pitch-black team appeared on the endless dusk sand. Looking at it this way, it was even more powerful than them. After all, the opponent's mounts looked very uniform, and they were holding up a huge blood-red flag.
The flags were driving from a distance, and even the rhythm of the team's movement was uniform.
Therefore, Baili Rouwen's messy disguise is not as good as the other party's image.
Compared to Baili Rouwen, this team is more relaxed, but other parts are not so relaxed.
But the sun couldn't hurt them, and after getting used to following Baili Wenrou, the Demon Lord who wandered around the world, they were now completely adapted to it.
Gusu Zhan: "..."
"I said, your face...even Hou Yi's arrows can't penetrate it!" Baili Wenrou couldn't help rolling her eyes.
In fact, I also know that Baili Wenrou is just joking.
However, at the same time...
Suddenly a cloud of sand and dust surged behind them, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps: "Hurry up and run, that's a group of blood demons. You are here to enjoy the scenery!"
"Yes, seeing the blood flag on the sandbank is like meeting the King of Hell. You are still in the mood to chat here..."