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Chapter 286

Under the morning light, several people were flying between the mountains, and they had fled several miles to the northwest in an instant.

As one of the four sages, Zuo Xianwang Li Jia has an astonishing background. After being wounded by the encirclement, his speed increased instead of decreasing, and he could only see a golden afterimage.

Pingtian leader Jin hugged someone and chased him. Although Luo Ning was light and soft and not heavy, she was still an adult, and the distance was getting farther and farther under the weight. At the moment, I can only fight for endurance with Zuo Xianwang.

In the rear, Ye Jingtang held the Dragon Spear and thundered like thunder. After running for a few miles, he found that Jiang Zhahu's speed had slowed down, and he turned his head and said loudly:

"Master Jiang, go back and escort Mr. Han first."

A few people chased out from the basin, while the old wizard and others were still moving to the mountains. Although Zuo Xianwang's followers had been chasing after him and wanted to help, if a few sober-minded people turned around and surrounded Wei to save Zhao, they would be out of control. question.

Jiang Zhahu's family was behind him, so he could only say: "Don't chase the poor, turn back as soon as possible." Then he fell back to the ground and killed back towards the basin.

Ye Jingtang originally wanted to remind Cao Aning not to beat him to death, but if Cao Aning was so stupid that he didn't know what to do in this situation, then it probably wouldn't be of much use, so he didn't say much at the moment.

Duolan Valley is located in the narrowest part of the Huangming Mountains, with a width of only [-] miles on both sides of the mountains. It crosses to the Northwest Desert. The Northern and Southern Dynasties called it "No Return to the Origin".

Buguiyuan used to be the rear granary of the Liang Dynasty in ancient times, but after the river was diverted, Huangming Mountain blocked the water vapor, causing thousands of miles of land to be turned into endless yellow sand, and it became a complete forbidden area for living beings. Although there are bold gold diggers visiting, but Most of them never return.

Fan Qinghe followed Ye Jingtang closely all the time, saw that he had crossed Huangming Mountain in a moment, and could see the boundless sand sea in the distance, and said:

"Go north, there is no way to go back to the original place, the south is Liang Wang's territory, he dare not go, he will definitely run north along the mountains..."

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang began to slant to the right, and the Pingtian leader in front also began to slant to the right, blocking the escape direction of Zuo Xianwang.

Ye Jingtang was only holding a spear that weighed seven or eight catties, and his speed was able to keep up with the Pingtian leader who was running with his wife in his arms, and he was even slowly closing the distance.

But after running for a while, he suddenly found that Fan Qinghe, whose Qinggong was not inferior to him, was slowly falling behind.

Looking back, Fan Qinghe, who was wearing a long red gauze dress, was holding a long whip in his hand. The tulle covered his face and could not see the details of his expression clearly, but his brows were slightly frowned, revealing his fair skin and slightly reddened. uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang frowned and slowed down a bit:

"You are hurt?"

Fan Qinghe's martial arts are all practiced in body skills, and he is good at attacking hidden weapons in organs. He is completely different from traditional warriors like Ye Jingtang and Jiang Zhahu who want to learn to beat people and learn to be beaten first. Too empty, no ability to resist blows at all.

And King Zuo Xian has already become a saint, his punches and kicks are amazingly powerful. Just now she used a whip to forcefully pull the horse, King Zuo Xian shook his gun and struck directly at his heart. Left behind.

Seeing Ye Jingtang looking over, Fan Qinghe gritted his teeth and raised his breath to keep up:

"It's just a small injury, I'm fine."

Ye Jingtang saw that the leader of Pingtian turned around and ran to the end of his field of vision. He didn't mean to stop at all. He was afraid that Ning'er would make a mistake and he couldn't let Fan Qinghe chase after him, so he immediately hugged Fan Qinghe's waist .

"Eh?!"

Fan Qinghe suddenly stuck to the man's arms, and the pressure dropped suddenly. He was obviously a little caught off guard, and his eyes widened a little.

But in order to keep Ye Jingtang balanced, she still put her arms on Ye Jingtang's shoulders, took out the wound medicine from her waist and threw it into her mouth.

And half a mile ahead, Luo Ning didn't care about the life and death of Zuo Xianwang, her eyes stayed on Ye Jingtang.

When she found that Ye Jingtang was running and running, she also imitated Bai Jin, hugging the gorgeous woman beside her, even the posture was exactly the same, she couldn't help but parted her red lips slightly.

Then Luo Ning's eyes changed a bit, she thought for a while and put her arms around Xue Baijin's neck, looking forward, as if wanting to startle the night.

Ye Jingtang behind, seeing this scene naturally didn't feel anything, but Xue Baijin, who was chasing after him with all his strength, said inexplicably:
"Ning'er, why are you hugging me?"

"It's nothing, hurry up..."

……

sassy-

The five people chasing back and forth were like three arrows piercing the sky, the mountains and rivers flew back where they passed, and they shot towards the thousands of miles of yellow sand at an astonishing speed.

Zuo Xianwang Li Jiao originally wanted to flee to the north, but seeing that the pursuers were cutting off their retreat obliquely to the north, he rushed straight to the center of the desert, his white hair fluttering in the wind, even though he was running for his life, his momentum still remained unchanged, and he opened the distance Then he said:

"Xue Baijin voted for the Southern Dynasty?"

Xue Baijin bit King Zuo Xian tightly, and said hoarsely:

"No, I just ran into it by chance, and I can't see the barbarians of the Northern Liang bullying my warriors of the Southern Dynasty."

King Zuo Xian didn't think Xue's family was alone in Nanxiao Mountain, and they could suddenly surrender during the rising period, and Ye Jingtang really didn't look like he knew that there were reinforcements behind him, so he just thought that Xue Baijin bumped into him by chance, and said:

"Your Xue family is full of loyalty and loyalty, and there is never an ungrateful generation. When Nanyan was alive and dead, the Northwest Royal Court led the army southward and went straight to the Central Plains. If it hadn't been for my father's surprise attack on the Northwest King's Capital to relieve the urgent need, Nanyan would have died early. A few years. Instead of dealing with the rebellious ministers and thieves of Wei, you are chasing and beating this king..."

What King Zuo Xian said was historical fact, but Xue Baijin didn't listen to a word.

After all, there is no such thing as righteousness in the war between the two countries. Beiliang tore up the covenant and attacked the northwest royal court by surprise in order to solve his own serious troubles, and it had nothing to do with saving Dayan.

Zuo Xianwang talked nonsense for a long time, and found that Xue Baijin was a muscle, and felt that he was like a soft persimmon and wanted to beat him to death, so he didn't waste any more words, and galloped towards the center of the desert.

Ye Jingtang hugged Fan Qinghe and cut to the right, his speed must have slowed down, and the distance between Hepingtian and the leader gradually widened.

The five of them chased each other like this, and chased for hundreds of miles. At the end of the run, they were all red-faced and panting like cows, and the distance between each other was stretched to the extent of two miles. It was a competition of endurance to see who would go first. Can't stand it.

Although Ye Jingtang's background is not as good as that of Zuo Xianwang, he was not injured and had sufficient physical reserves. He was still not behind at this time, but he was thrown far away while holding someone. After turning over a hill, he suddenly found a yellow field at the end of his field of vision. clouds.

Clouds and mist floated on the yellow sand thousands of miles away, covering the sky and covering the ground like thousands of troops and horses running rampant. You can faintly see light flashing in the dust all over the sky, and the movement with it is like the howling of thousands of beasts, devouring everything in their path.

King Zuo Xian, who was still starting to lose his armor one after another, saw this scene and rushed over quickly, plunged headlong into the sandstorm all over the sky, and his figure immediately became blurred until it was completely covered by the sand and dust.

The leader of Pingtian didn't stop for a moment, and rushed into it after him.

"Ning'er?"

Seeing the sandstorm, Ye Jingtang secretly thought that something was wrong, and wanted to tell the two of them to stop chasing, but the howling strong wind resounded through the sky, and the words were blown away within a few feet, and they could only vaguely see Ning'er waving her hands, he goes back.

Ye Jingtang knew the severity of the sandstorm, and was afraid that the two would get lost in the sand sea, so he waved to the sky.

"grumble--"

Niao Niao, who had been chasing at high altitude, saw the gesture, and swooped down to Luo Ning to act as a guide, so that once the sandstorm passed, Niao Niao would be able to find a way out without worrying about getting lost.

But Ye Jingtang stopped running at full speed, landed on the sand dunes, followed the traces left by several people in the wind and sand, and chased into the depths of the sandstorm against the strong wind...
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Huhu——

The flying sand covered the sky and the sun, and within a hundred feet into the sandstorm, the sky and light were completely covered, the surrounding fields were as dark as dawn without light, and only the howling of thunder and gusts of wind remained in the ears.

Ye Jingtang raised his arm to cover the flying sand coming from the pavement, his right hand tightly hugged Fan Qinghe's waist, and the yellow sand passing by left a clear trail behind him.

At this time, the sand dunes, which were not very strong at all, became waves in the Yellow Sea. Visible to the naked eye, they moved with the gust of wind, and the whole person seemed to be in the midst of turbulent waves. If the martial arts were not high enough, I am afraid that they would fall down in a short while. ground until buried in the sea of ​​sand.

Fan Qinghe grew up in the various villages of the West Sea, came to the desert often, and even dressed up for walking in the hot desert sun. At this moment, he didn't panic at all. He tore off a section of red gauze from his body and tied it on Yejingtang's eyes , to filter the sand, while shouting:
"The sandstorm is too big, don't run around..."

Yejingtang didn't wear a face towel, so he poured sand into his mouth when he opened it. He could only cover his mouth with his arm, and said:

"Don't worry, I often run darts in the desert, and I can't get lost. Hurry up, don't be blown away..."

"I know."

……

Because he couldn't hear clearly, Fan Qinghe didn't say another word, just grabbed Ye Jingtang's belt, and followed them through the flying sand with difficulty.

Ye Jingtang originally wanted to follow the footprints, but the sandstorm here is far stronger than the sandbar. When he walked by his front feet, the footprints left by his back feet would be scattered with the wind. Even if the distance is only a hundred meters, it is difficult to hear the slightest movement. Give up tracking, and protect Fan Qinghe to go to a place with less wind and sand, waiting for the sandstorm to blow over.

Although Fan Qinghe was not tired after being hugged and ran all the way, he suffered some internal injuries. At this time, the sweat had soaked through his yellow shirt, and he could feel the heat and humidity through the robe.

And Ye Jingtang was even more so, sweating all over his body, and the sound of his heavy breathing could even occasionally suppress the sound of the wind.

Seeing this, Fan Qinghe turned to support Ye Jingtang's arm, stared at the strong wind and walked for a while, felt a little dizzy, bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and asked for something to say:

"I heard from the elders in the clan that this place used to be very prosperous, with many cities and towns, and fertile fields everywhere.

"Because Langxuan City was often hit by natural disasters, the Liang Dynasty moved the country's capital here, but then there was a big earthquake, and Langxuan City was fine, but it sank thousands of miles away, and half of the country disappeared.

"After every sandstorm, you can see many dilapidated buildings unearthed, and gold, silver and porcelain can be found inside. I have come here before to look for treasures..."

Ye Jingtang has heard the legend that the sandbar is full of gold, but all the places that can be dug have been dug. There must be risks in places where no one goes. He has never been a gold digger.

When protecting Fan Qinghe to the back of a huge sand dune, the wind and sand became a little smaller, and Ye Jingtang waited for the wind and sand to pass by.

And Fan Qinghe looked around and pointed to a small bump on the slope of the dune:

"Look there. There's something there."

After Ye Jingtang looked up, he used the Dragon Spear as a crutch to pull Fan Qinghe up the sandy slope, and slowly came to the ridge on the leeward side of the slope.

The bulge is white as a whole, and you can only see it when you get closer. It is an auspicious beast carved by white stone.

The statue is about the height of a person, and the bottom is buried in the sand. Although it has been thousands of years, it has been buried in the sand all year round, and there is no trace of weathering. The simple and exquisite extraordinary carving skills can still be seen.

"What is this? A stone lion?"

Ye Jingtang approached it, took a few glances, then touched it. He thought it was a cultural relic, but it was so big that he couldn't move it away.

In order to revitalize the Northwest Royal Court, Fan Qinghe has been learning about this information since childhood. At this time, like a female doctor of archaeology, she blocked the wind and sand with her hand and stood in front of the stone sculpture to look carefully:

"This is Suan Ni, the fifth son of the dragon. Judging by the workmanship and size, it should be an auspicious beast placed on the palace and town house..."

"Oh... huh?"

Ye Jingtang thought for a while, but immediately felt that something was wrong, and looked down at the mountain-like sand dunes under his feet:

"Is this on the roof?"

"How could there be such a big house? It should just be that the building collapsed, and the statue was slowly brought here by the quicksand."

While Fan Qinghe was speaking, he picked up Yejingtang's Dragon Singing Spear as a Luoyang shovel, stabbed it into Shapo and stabbed it.

Cha Cha-

As a result, as soon as it was inserted about three feet, I heard a sound:
click~
slam-la-

"hiss!"

"I go……"

……
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Meanwhile, on the other side.

After rushing into the sandstorm, Zuo Xianwang ran for several miles, and soon there were no traces of his pursuers.

Because of the heavy wind and sand, King Zuo Xian's physical energy consumption is even more astonishing. If he enters the desert too far and cannot find supplies, he may not be able to get out of the thousands of miles of yellow sand, so his speed also slowed down, and he took out a pocket pocket from his waist. compass.

After a little identification of the direction, Zuo Xianwang put away the compass, turned around and walked due east, intending to detour back to Huangming Mountain.

But just after he walked out of more than ten feet, a burst of wind came from the depths of the sandstorm:
Sa——

King Zuo Xian's gaze was fixed, and he stopped immediately, sweeping the horse in his hand with the wind.

boom -

Ma Chan swept out a semicircle, creating a hole in the yellow sand all over the sky, and also swept away the direct attack from the weapon.

But when I looked closely, I found that it was a three-foot soft sword.

?

Zuo Xianwang secretly thought that something was wrong, and immediately drew back his hand, but it was too late.

Xue Baijin suppressed all his breath, and managed to reach him with great difficulty. He didn't miss the opportunity. When Zuo Xianwang made a move, his figure had already jumped up, holding a heavy mace in both hands like a god and man beating a drum, and he pulled it down with all his strength from top to bottom:

"die!"

boom -

King Zuo Xian drew back his mace and laid it across the top. The moment the two maces fell, the soft sand under his feet shattered, like a thousand-weight iron ball falling into the water, forming a huge pit.

The stone bricks buried in the ground for thousands of years were also shattered at the same time, making a crisp cracking sound.

"drink--!"

King Zuoxian shook the leader of Pingtian with all his strength, his arms were like jade pillars supporting the sky, but his visor was shattered under the arrogance, revealing half of his face, his left eye was red and his face turned purple, and his fierce aura was as white as white. Hair Shura.

King Zuo Xian was smashed into the sea of ​​sand, and the moment he fell into the rubble, he bounced off his strength. Seeing that Xue Baijin was coming again with his mace, he threw his horse into the yellow sand without avoiding it.

Sa——

Xue Baijin's face changed suddenly, because the wind and sand disturbed her so much that she couldn't determine Luo Ning's current precise location. She was afraid that Ma Yang would accidentally injure Luo Ning, so she immediately threw the cold iron long mace, and at the same time flew towards the piercing horse.

woohoo-

Bang!
Zuo Xianwang knew that Xue Baijin would save people, so he threw out the horse and turned around and galloped in the opposite direction.

The flying iron mace was hit on the back, and Zuo Xianwang's golden armor was instantly shattered. His face turned purple and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Occasionally, he rushed forward regardless of his strength, and rushed directly into the sand and dust.

Xue Baijin grabbed Ma Qiang, and was dragged by Ma Qiang's tyrannical force before stopping for more than ten feet. Only when he landed did he realize that Luo Ning was quite smart. He threw the soft sword and changed places, holding the big white chicken, Hide behind the dunes and wait.

"go!"

Xue Baijin pulled Luo Ning up and ran back to the hole that was smashed out, trying to retrieve the thrown cold iron long mace, but he swept it away, but was slightly taken aback.

Luo Ning hugged Niao Niao, who was blown unsteadily, and looked down at the big pit that was gradually buried by the wind and sand. It can be seen that there are old street bricks underneath.She looked around:
"What is this place?"

Xue Baijin thought for a while, took out a map from his arms and looked it over carefully, and recalled the distance she ran from Huangming Mountain:

"After Langxuan City was destroyed by the earthquake, Daliang moved its capital to the west of Huangming Mountain. Duolan Valley should be Duonan Pass, which meant to recover the lost land... Dayan Exploration said that there is a city here. Judging by the distance, it may be Xinjing. ..."

"Then what should we do now? Digging for treasure or chasing after it?"

Xue Baijin looked at the wind and sand all over the sky. This was a little delay. The seriously injured King Zuo Xian didn't know how far he had fled, and it was difficult to find any traces. As long as she left, these ancient sites would definitely be filled up after the sandstorm passed. In the case of any landmark, it is only luck to encounter it again, so I turned around and explored along the direction of the street brick extension:
"Forget it, spare his life, and take it after a while, first confirm where it is."

Luo Ning guessed that Bai Jin's chest was soaked with sweat, so naturally she didn't say anything, and turned to look behind, with worried eyes:
"Yejingtang didn't catch up, so there will be no problem?"

"Dignified Wu Kui, if he can be blown to death by the wind and sand, it can only be said that he is not worthy. Maybe he is sheltering somewhere from the wind, and he will come over when the sandstorm passes, and he will do his own thing first."

"Oh……"

(End of this chapter)