What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

With those words and at this moment, Xiao Nian stretched out his hand towards Chen An Ning with a smile on his face.

The meaning is very clear, hold her hand, so as not to miss the ugly face later.

Chen Anning didn't take it seriously.

He is a person with fear of heights, and he can even withstand the height above the head of the Friendship Fleet. What's so scary about this teleportation formation?

He can overcome the high altitude, and naturally he can also overcome this so-called sense of space tearing.

soon.

Old Chen knew he was wrong.

The moment the formation under his feet soared up, a sense of weightlessness swept over his whole body.

Chen Anning's face turned pale as he suddenly felt the horror of falling rapidly from a height of [-] meters, and he almost instinctively grabbed the hand of the daughter-in-law next to him.

Before he could react, he felt that the world in front of him was blurred, and his whole body seemed to be tied to the tail of a whip, and he was thrown away at super high speed.

Before the darkness took over his sight, a thought flashed in Chen Anning's mind.

Mom...

Is this thing so exciting? !

……

……

The edge of the Western Desert.

It is located in the easternmost part of the desert, in a mountain forest that is very different from the desert.

Two figures slowly walked out of the cave deep in the forest.

One of them was being supported by the other, retching constantly, his face pale as paper.

If it wasn't for his wife's support, Chen Anning would have already been lying on the ground at this moment, unable to get up.

"Who told you to be brave?"

Xiao Nianqing helped Chen Aning helplessly but felt a little distressed, and felt a little funny about her husband's stubbornness: "It was the same in the sky last time, you just want to take too much face."

Chen Anning was coughing and retching again, feeling uncomfortable for a long time, and then said in a daze: "Then... can I blame that? Isn't it your fault..."

Xiao Nianqing was taken aback for a moment, puzzled and said: "Why are you blaming me?"

"If you weren't there, who would be willing to be so strong..." Chen Anning slammed his mouth, and his condition improved a little: "Men want to pretend to be strong in front of the person they like. This is instinct, and it can't be changed."

Xiao Nianqing glared at Chen Anning reproachfully: "You're talking nonsense."

Chen Anning laughed twice, then slowly straightened up, and let out another breath.

Xiao Nianqing asked: "Is it better?"

Chen Anning glanced at her: "Maybe it's still not good, why don't you give me a massage?"

Xiao Nianqing knew that he wanted to take advantage, so she smiled lightly: "If I make a move, then these four hours will probably pass in a flash."

Chen Anning: "..."

No one in the world knows what this means better than him.

All in all very scary.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Anning hurriedly put a small distance away from her daughter-in-law, as if she was afraid of being eaten.

"We're still going to get down to business."

He straightened his expression and tried his best to bring the topic back on track.

Then, from among the mountains and forests, Chen An Ning cast his gaze to the west, looking at the pure desert.

Just as Chen Anning was thinking about how to implement the ideas he had before he came...

The scene of Xi Mo that shocked him so much that all his thoughts were temporarily erased.

Because even Chen Anning never thought of...

What the barren sand and dust in the western desert show is not the traditional brownish yellow.

It's the palpitating, bright red blood sand like a flower.

684. Li Yang Village

Should the desert in this world be bloody?

the answer is negative.

At least in previous conversations, Chen Anning had never heard of the concept of [sand is red].

From the eyes of the people of Tianxuan Continent, the dust should be brownish yellow in common sense.

The endless red blood sand presented before Chen Anning's eyes, the disturbing bright color alone is enough to prove its extraordinary.

The strange smell was mixed in the dust and spread around.

Chen Anning and Xiao Nianqing left the forest and slowly came to the real edge of the Western Desert.

The world-famous doctor in white didn't step directly into the red sand, but stopped at the boundary line between the desert and the forest, and slowly bent down.

He tried to grab a handful of the red blood sand, and gently rubbed the dry particles with his fingers.

The touch is almost the same as ordinary sand.

In terms of temperature, it was not as hot as expected, after all, it was late at night.

Chen Anning looked up at the gloomy sky, the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and there was no clear light.

It seemed that even the breeze was swallowed by the dust, and the entire western desert was so quiet that a needle could be heard. Combined with the uncomfortable and strange smell around it, it looked like an ominous place.

After a long time, Chen Aning, who was squatting on the ground and stroking the sand surface, said, "Is this how Ximo is?"

Xiao Nianqing gazed at the center of the Western Desert, as if there was something worthy of the emperor's attention, "I have hardly been to the Western Desert, and I have rarely heard the subordinates of Wanmo Liyuan mention the Western Desert."

Chen Anning was not surprised, "It's true, even if it is Wan Mo Li Yuan, it probably wouldn't think of recruiting Mo Xiu from Ximo."

As the original Xitian Pure Land, the pure land of Buddhism, Ximo was suppressed and killed even if there were demons.

Most of those who can escape from the Western Desert are powerful demon heads. These demon heads have long been tired of being controlled by others. Naturally, it is impossible for them to defect to other demon cultivators. Most of them will choose to establish their own.

During the silence, the windless West Desert suddenly blew a chill.

The white shirt was blown lightly by the cold wind, and the black hair on the temples was also shaking slightly.

Chen Anning frowned and looked in the direction of the cold wind, smelling the strange smell that was getting stronger and stronger.

He couldn't tell what the smell was, but most of the doctors who were well-versed in medical books and skilled in medicine were very sensitive to the smell.

However, even Chen Anning couldn't be sure what kind of smell it was. It probably didn't belong to any kind of smell in human cognition, neither sweet nor salty, nor fragrant or stinky. Shivering, and at the same time, the olfactory nerves seemed to tremble twice as well. When I tried to recall it, I had already forgotten everything about that smell in my mind, only remembering the trembling feeling.

The best example to use as an analogy is...

Indescribable in terms of smell.

Not right, very wrong.

A sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart, Chen Anning lowered his head, staring at the bloody sand under his feet.

He asked in a deep voice: "It is rumored that the Western Land turned into the Western Desert within three days, right?"

Xiao Nianqing nodded, and replied: "That's right, on the first day and night, there were rumors that there was a vision of heaven and earth, and there was a thunderstorm. Then it was hot and rainless for three consecutive days, and thousands of living beings in the western land withered and died violently. Finally, it became what it is now."

"young married woman."

Chen Anning looked at Xiao Nianqing seriously: "If you were given three days, would you be able to turn Xitu into what it is now?"

This is an acute question.

As the master of all demons, Xiao Nianqing has her own pride.

It's just that even the proudest person should answer according to the facts instead of exaggerating.

Xiao Nianqing pondered for a while, and then answered Chen Anning's question: "To put it more clearly, even if we use the power of the entire Wanmoliyuan, we will not be able to raze the Western Land to the ground within three days .”

Maybe give them long enough and they can do it.

But if the time is limited to three days, then the answer will be impossible.

Chen Anning showed a clear expression: "Even the most powerful Moxiu sect in the world can't do it, so it's hard to define the changes in Xitu as [man-made disasters]."

"Then it can only be [natural disaster]." Xiao Nianqing heard the meaning of Chen Anning's words, but she was puzzled: "But what kind of natural disaster can achieve... this level?"

The huge Western Heaven Pure Land turned into a sky full of dust in just three days.

Could it be that God personally went down to punish him, otherwise, it is really hard to imagine what kind of disaster happened.

Chen Anning looked at the few red sand left in his palm, and his thoughts spread far away.

After a long time, he clapped his hands to wipe away the dust, and then asked his wife, "Is there anyone nearby?"

Xiao Nianqing casually glanced into the distance: "There is a small village five miles away."

Chen Anning was a little surprised: "Small village?"

Xiao Nianqing nodded: "About 200 people."

"That's not too small, let's go and have a look."

Chen Anning flicked his sleeves lightly, and then he didn't have the tendency to step forward, but stopped on the spot and stretched out a hand.

How could Xiao Nianqing fail to understand what he meant, and gave him a reproachful look: "You're so lazy."

Chen Anning spread out her hands: "That's five miles away. I walked over here, and it's almost dawn."

"You can use running." Xiao Nianqing said with a meaningful smile: "It's time to hone your physical strength."

The corner of Lao Chen's mouth twitched: "I'm physically strong now, how about training...?"

Xiao Nianqing took it for granted: "At least you have to train to the point where you can withstand Huanyang Pill and Jinhuo Yu Pill."

Well said, Chen Anning's legs have already started to soften.

The fear of the gun king must die package is still lingering in my mind.