After the storm, you will see a beautiful rainbow.
After the sandstorm passes, you will see the blue sky.
When nature encounters extremely bad weather, it will always show the best and most beautiful things to the world.
This is the charm of nature.
After a strong sandstorm, the desert of the Western Regions is like a piece of white paper without a drop of ink. The sky is blue and the yellow sand on the ground is wavy, making it look harmonious and peaceful.
A golden scorpion as big as a palm emerged from under the yellow sand, with a stilted tail and a sharp undercut, emitting a faint blue light under the scorching sun.
This is a golden-armored scorpion that is deeply hated by all the people in the Western Regions. It is more than five times the size of ordinary scorpions and is extremely poisonous. If an adult camel is lightly pricked by it, it will become angry within half a stick of incense.
Absolutely dead.
Human cultivators discovered the poison of the golden armored scorpion and exploited it.
The golden-armored scorpion stings cultivators directly, and even cultivators under the realm of Yuanshen find it difficult to resist.
After being refined by cultivators through special methods, the venom extracted from the golden armored scorpion is combined with the rhizome of another unique whirling grass in the Western Regions.
By fusing the two, one can continuously refine the Whispering Ye that will make cultivators blush.
This was discovered by Yecha Ghost King, the founder of the Ghost Sect, more than 800 years ago. It is even more toxic than the Black Bird Poison of the Xuantian Sect.
It is a poison that is strictly forbidden to be refined by cultivators in the human world.
Fortunately, golden-armored scorpions are easy to come by, while whirling grass is hard to find. Whispering grass is extremely poisonous and very rare.
A man wearing a linen robe, his head covered by a wide cloth hat, was walking on the calm Gobi sand dunes, holding a slender wooden clamp in his hand.
The golden-armored scorpion that had just emerged from the sand dunes to feed on the sun was caught in a wooden clamp and skillfully stuffed into a bamboo basket around his waist by the man in robes.
The moment the lid of the bamboo basket was opened, you could see dozens of golden-armored scorpions inside.
Obviously this man in robes specially caught golden-armored scorpions in the desert, and he had been catching them for a long time, otherwise there wouldn't be so many of them.
In the desert, a faint smell of blood filled the small stone house.
Yun Qiyou's hands were covered with blood and he was handling a corpse.
The blood did not belong to Ye Xiaochuan, and the body did not belong to Ye Xiaochuan.
But the dead wolf.
Yun Qiyou peeled off the wolf skin bit by bit with a knife, removed the internal organs, and threw the chopped wolf bones into the pot to cook.
Ye Xiaochuan had already woken up from his second coma. Yun Qiyou kicked him so hard that the bridge of his nose was broken. Now he was indeed wrapped into a human-shaped rice dumpling, with only two eyes and one mouth missing.
Being wrapped.
He quietly watched Yun Qiyou busy.
Yun Qiyou's slender white jade-like fingers can dance the most beautiful murderous sword techniques and play the most beautiful murderous piano sounds, but other than that, they seem to be unable to do anything else.
Unlike Ye Xiaochuan's skillful way of handling animal carcasses, Yun Qiyou's attainments in this area were far inferior.
A complete wolf skin was peeled off in pieces, and the more meaty wolf legs were randomly chopped and thrown into the pot. The technique was not at all related to the way a cook cooks cattle.
However, she was doing it and didn't stop or give up.
It's like she is not good at serving others, but she works hard to take care of Ye Xiaochuan.
The taste of wolf meat is similar to that of dog meat, but it is fishier than dog meat.
This is especially true for the desert wolf in the Gobi Desert.
If you want to eat it, you must cover up its fishy smell, so people outside the Great Wall rarely eat wolf meat unless they have no choice. Even if they do eat wolf meat, they rarely grill it directly. They need to boil some water to remove some of the fishy smell, and then use some
Spice aid.
People like Ye Xiaochuan and Yi Ya with superb cooking skills can make unpalatable wolf meat taste like dog meat.
But for a woman like Yun Qiyou who has no fingers in the water, don't place too high demands on her.
After watching Yun Qiyou finally throw all the wolf meat she thought was edible into the pot, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt an unspeakable bitterness in his heart.
This is the woman he has wanted to see for many years, but has not dared to see her.
No matter Yuan Xiaolou, Qin Guichen, or Zuo Qiu, they could not replace this woman's position in his heart.
They were supposed to be a match made in heaven, but fate drove them and fate played tricks on them, and the two of them were destined to have ups and downs in their lives.
Everyone's life is a curved line. Ye Xiaochuan's line and Yun Qiyou's line originally went their separate ways and had nothing to do with each other.
It was when they were thinking about crossing the cliff that the two met for the first time, and the two lines touched together for the first time.
Then, instead of immediately separating, their two lines became entangled together.
I thought they could be entangled forever.
Until the time of the alliance in the human world, these two lines suddenly separated and continued to extend in different directions.
Now, after more than eight years of going around in circles, the two lines are entangled again.
Ye Xiaochuan wanted to cut it off completely, but he forgot a famous saying from the ancients.
Love is constantly broken and confused.
He can never completely cut off the black hair.
If possible, how could the first six lives of the Seven Lives of Enemies still be in pain until their death?
He had a lot to say to Yun Qiyou.
But what should I say?
He is no longer him.
She is no longer her.
In the end, Ye Xiaochuan's thousands of words turned into a low sigh.
Yun Qiyou wrapped the wolf head, internal organs and other bits and pieces in the stone house in the mutilated and bloody wolf skin, and threw them out of the stone house.
Then, she took out water from the ethereal bracelet given to her by Ye Xiaochuan and washed her hands.
The desert is short of water, but fairies like Yun Qiyou never lack it.
Fairies love cleanliness and can always store a large amount of fresh water in their storage bags, so that they can wash and bathe in places without water at any time.
After she washed her hands and saw that the wolf meat in the pot would still be cooking for a while, she silently walked to a corner and took out an exquisite wine jar and a small jade wine cup.
She poured a small cup of nectar and drank it by herself, completely ignoring Ye Xiaochuan who had been staring at her. She didn't even look at Ye Xiaochuan.
Ye Xiaochuan held back his words for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He said: "I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect you to become an alcoholic."
Yun Qiyou glanced at him and said: "When I was in heaven, everyone knew that I started drinking alcohol when I was five years old, but I only drank one kind of wine.
Trash, glutinous rice, I never take a sip."
Ye Xiaochuan sniffed and said: "The wine in your hand is not bad. It seems to be the wine brought down from the world by the seventh princess. I have drunk it before and I have never forgotten it. Give me a sip."
