Tanglin heard the words

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Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan stopped and stopped, and finally left Yuyan Mountain. After walking for about ten days, they entered the desert in the southeast of Dayan Country.

The desert is desolate, the sun is vicious during the day, and it is windy and even extremely cold at night. Even a person with a deep inner spirit like Dong Lingxi gradually becomes exhausted.

"Master, there is a shaded place in front, do you want to rest?"

Chu Yan rode a camel ahead, turned around, and asked Dong Lingxi for the third time.

Dong Lingxi moved half of Chu Yan's body, and after hearing Chu Yan's words, he glanced sideways, agreed with "hmm" in his mouth, but curled his lips in his heart, why didn't he see it a long time ago, how could this brat's physical strength be so weak? so good……

"master?"

"Take a break, except for this day, people who can even be blown by the occasional breeze are covered in sand. It's really... that's why I hate deserts the most."

"Miaojiang is at the southernmost point, and this desert is the only way to go," Chu Yan led the camel to slow down, and with Dong Lingxi's head, stretched out his hand, and naturally brushed the fine sand off his master's collar, " Chu Yan has the final say, and at most it will take another five days to reach the border of the desert in the south."

"Cut," Dong Lingxi muttered softly, "You said that a few days ago."

"Master, the desert is long but not wide. We crossed it sideways, and it was already very fast."

"Your master, I'm about to become a sand man. Take a look, it's all inside the clothes, not to mention the boots," while talking, Dong Lingxi tugged at the collar for Chu Yan to see.

Chu Yan was a little stunned, and then he was amused by his master's childlike behavior, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only hold back and raised his face forcefully.

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't express anything, Dong Lingxi immediately became unhappy, and poked the man's side, nagging, "It's okay for you to have rough skin and thick flesh. It's very, how can it stand the wind and the sun."

"So, before Chu Yan said to cover you with the outer shirt, Chu Yan has a thick skin and is not afraid of the sun."

The man's [-]-point serious eyes, and the act of taking off his clothes when he spoke, made Dong Lingxi, who was only complaining a little bit, very depressed. He shouldn't talk too much, and it's not that he doesn't know that the man is stubborn.

"I'm just saying it casually, don't take it seriously," Dong Lingxi fiddled with the man's hat after tying up the man's belt, and said in his mouth, and glanced at Chu Yan from time to time, "This desert sun It’s incomparable to other things. Even if you spend an hour in the sun here, you can get skin cancer easily. Do you understand? If you get cancer, in this era, where can you go to treat it, such as chemotherapy, human blood protein? , where do you want me to find it for you?"

Chu Yan was dazed by Dong Lingxi's series of words. He didn't know what skin cancer was, but it should be a kind of disease, and it was still difficult to cure. "No, master, Chu Yan got it. This kind of disease must go far away, and come back when it is cured.”

go far...

ok come back...

Dong Lingxi really wanted to strangle this brat to death with one hand, what do you mean by 'going far away', did he want to piss him off, he ran away when he got sick, and came back when he got better, did he mean he was ruthless, useful to stay Come on, there's no need to throw it away...

"Can I hit you?"

"what?"

Dong Lingxi crossed her hands, looked at Chu Yan, pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes and asked a second time: "Can I hit you?"

Chu Yan blinked, and the pupils hidden behind the black veil came through brightly, "...you hit it."

Raising her hand, Dong Lingxi lowered her hand forcefully, but shed all her strength the moment it touched the man's body. She pinched the man's shoulder and slid along the arm until it reached the man's hand. After rubbing, her fingers intersected , sighed, full of helplessness.

"You are really my nemesis."

After another two hours, the sky gradually took on the appearance of dusk.

When they discovered that someone was following them, Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan happened to discover five dried corpses. Although the corpses had been flattened and unrecognizable, the countless wounds on them were still difficult to ignore.

Whiplashes, knife wounds, and a large number of weird wounds, without clothing to cover, three women and two men, their hair was shaved.

Miao Jiang.

Thinking of this, Dong Lingxi narrowed his eyes, then turned around, cupped his hands, and said: "Several heroes, the desert is desolate, my brother has seen it."

Chu Yan was not surprised. Those people never hid their whereabouts. They thought they were not afraid of being discovered. While thinking about it, they turned around with their master and saw seven or eight strong men in Miao clothes behind them, with turbans on their heads, standing in a group. Row.

The burly man in the middle took a step forward, cupped his hands politely, and said, "Sir, is the master of Chu Xiyun Chu?"

Dong Lingxi raised her eyebrows, and said in a pretentious way: "It's just not talent."

"Sir, it's a long way to go. It's a great honor for us in Miaojiang. The priest of the left has specially sent me to wait for you. Please meet me, sir."

"Oh?" Dong Lingxi pretended to be surprised, took a step back, and hastily explained: "I'm here to see the scenery of the desert, what are you doing in Miaojiang?"

The leading Miao man frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Dong Lingxi's hypocritical attitude, but he was not easy to get angry, and his words were merciless: "Sir, our left priest in Miao Jiang is second only to Patriarch, please go to visit us, it is really inconvenient for you to refuse."

"Oh, second only to the patriarch, it's amazing." 0_0

"Sir!" Seeing Dong Lingxi's cynical and disrespectful look, the leader of Miaoyi warned in a low voice: "Sir, I will wait for orders. If you two go or not, you have no choice."

When the words fell, the three Miao people were about to step forward to arrest them. Chu Yan made a mistake with his right foot, took the scabbard, pulled out the mother-child long sword, tapped the acupuncture points of the three Miao people with the tail of the sword, and then returned to the Dong Lingxi was half a step behind.

A set of movements was coherent, flawless, and very fast, so that Dong Lingxi had to applaud after seeing it.

"Your current internal force is very precise, there is no waste, and the force is appropriate." Dong Lingxi turned around, pulled away the man's black veil, revealing those bright black eyes, and chuckled happily, "No more In two years, your internal strength will be completely recovered, and you might be able to beat me."

As soon as Chu Yan heard this, his cheeks burned hotly, his eyes were erratic, and he replied in a low voice: "No, Chu Yan, I will never beat the master, Chu Yan..."

"Nonsense," Dong Lingxi rolled his eyes in a disrespectful manner, "I just said that your internal strength might be a little bit stronger than mine, who said you could beat me."

Chu Yan was stunned, blinked, seeing Dong Lingxi's disdainful expression with a half-naughty and three-point smirk, he suddenly became angry, he shouldn't take it seriously, he has been bullied so many times, and he has never had a long memory.

The two of you, you, me, and me, were flirting and cursing secretly, which made the anger of a few strong Miao men on the side go up. It was fine to be teased, but they were so completely ignored!

"Sir, your subordinates acted first, so forgive me for waiting."

Then, the rest of them also charged straight up.

Before the sword was out of its sheath, the striking power of the hilt and the tail of the sword had already made the chests of several Miao people suffocated, and the sudden pauses brought impact force, and the sword energy collided and scurried around in the body, making them unable to move their hands and feet. strength.

The leader of the Miao ethnic group stared at Chu Yan closely, seeing that he did not move much, but his moves were in place, and he was shocked. There are people with such high martial arts in the small Bamen. Once soft, he had already knelt down on the ground.

"Oh, Miao Jiang today," Dong Lingxi stepped forward, looking at the burly man in black, "It's also like the martial arts in the Central Plains, the front wave is too big, and the back wave is weak."