The rising sun in the desert rose again, like a blood-red disc, suddenly born in the far east.

A lonely small town bathed in a red halo.

On the hard and desolate Gobi, it seemed a little lonely. Facing the vastness outside, she looked like a shy girl hiding behind her doorstep. She occasionally glanced at the distance and looked at the outside world, but she didn't know that the outside world was also observing her.

Life in the small town seems very lazy, like the Gobi Desert outside the city, without much vitality. Even though the light is gradually becoming clear at this time, there is still no people moving on the streets. Even some shops that seem to be entertaining guests have closed their doors and windows.

And in such a desolate situation, the two of them slowly walked towards the light of the rising sun.

The one in front is Mo Bo Yiyi wearing wide robe sleeves, and the other in the back is naturally Feng Shuzhu.

The two of them walked in front and behind, silently, and walked slowly and slowly. They walked along the cold streets.

Feng Shuzhu looked around and felt a chill in her body, and the weather seemed to suddenly become much colder.

On the side of the street, there seemed to be a thin layer of frost spots growing on the foot of the dilapidated mud wall, which was a place where the sun could not shine.

In the darkness, some differences will always arise.

Feng Shuzhu thought about this, and before he knew it, he had walked to the end of the street with Moboyiyi, which was also the end of the small town. If he walked forward for a while, he would walk out of the small town.

Moboyiyi did not stop at all in front and continued walking step by step.

Feng Shuzhu seemed to slow down slightly. He looked at the back of the woman in front of him, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the street below. It was the end. Going outwards was the Gobi, with no way to find it.

After they stepped onto the Gobi Desert and walked out of the small town, some shop doors were opened from the inside on the street behind them, and some people poked their heads out from the inside and looked at the direction they were going away, as if they knew something in advance, as if they were hiding from this god of killing, deliberately avoiding the two people.

When the backs of the two men disappeared into the sand mouth far outside the small town, there were suddenly more people in the small town. They seemed to rush out, almost filling the only street, but everyone seemed to be careful and alert. In addition to looking in the direction where the two were going, they also looked around from time to time.

A cautious, cautious and fearful atmosphere filled the small town, which was filled with the small town in the early morning. I don’t know who it was, but accidentally dropped the wooden stick on the second floor supporting the window on the ground, making a sound. The people who were originally walking through the door instantly ran away with their heads in their arms, hid back in the room, and closed the doors and windows as quickly as possible.

The lively streets returned to coolness for a while, leaving only a short wooden stick lying in the middle of the road.

Outside the small town, with the rising sun on its back, Feng Shuzhu and Moboyiyi were still one by one, and were walking slowly forward at a distance of less than two steps away, walking towards the endless desert that was flat with the sky and clouds.

There is no life around, and there is no life in the distance. The first foot is desolate, and the second foot is still desolate, as if they are stepping on death and heading towards death.

Fengshu bamboo is flat and watery. His pace is very stable. He seems to be trying hard to preserve his strength and reduce consumption. This is what a person who is really going to go to the battle. But Moboyiyi in front is very different. After leaving the small town, her walking posture shook, and she was holding a long-mouthed wine pot in her hand, and a happy smile was filled with her face. She raised her other hand, spread her hair apart, and casually scattered behind her head, slapped her shoulders, allowing her to fly with the breeze.

In contrast, she is more like a drunk crazy person, and she seems to be facing the battle of life and death that she is about to face very lightly.

Feng Shuzhu saw everything in his eyes, but turned a blind eye to it. It gave people the feeling that he had entered a state of selflessness and no otherness. In his heart, perhaps only the duel was left.

Suddenly, Moboyi stopped in front of her. She spread her arms and swirled happily, and smiled at Feng Shuzhu and said, "Why, why are you so dull? No one here is watching us anymore, why are you still not happy?"

Feng Shuzhu slowed down and still kept two steps away from her. Looking at her beautiful and charming face, she forced a smile, but said nothing.

Mo Boyiyi stepped back and walked backwards, playfully stretched out a finger, pointed at Feng Shuzhu's figure, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's too forced." After saying that, he raised his hand, pointed to the distance, and said, "Look, the sun is so beautiful, does it rise from your hometown?"

Feng Shuzhu stopped when he heard this, turned around and looked back to the east. At the end of the distant desert, on the other side of the desert, it was indeed his hometown.

Mo Boyiyi walked over gently and moved her body closer to Feng Shuzhu, but her eyes were still staring at the rising sun. After a while, she whispered: "Maybe this is the last time I have seen the morning sun."

Upon hearing this, Feng Shuzhu frowned slightly, looked slightly at the beautiful woman beside him.

Moboyi proudly lifted the wine pot, raised her face and drank a big sip of wine. Perhaps because she used too much force, some wine flowed out, wetting her cheeks and temples, and a few strands of hair on her forehead were pressed against her skin. She put down the wine pot, raised her sleeves and dipped the wine on her cheeks, and looked at Feng Shuzhu with bright eyes.

Feng Shuzhu and Mo Boyiyi looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly raised their hands and gently pulled the strands of hair on her forehead to the side, but they still didn't speak.

Mo Boyi looked at him affectionately, and after he finished everything, he said softly: "When I was a child, my master accompanied me to watch the sunrise. I am afraid that it will be a farewell after today. If you accompany me to watch the sunrise, I will have no regrets in this life."

Feng Shuzhu was a little moved, and the hand that he wanted to withdraw stopped, and his lips trembled slightly. At this moment, he might have taken Mo Boyiyi into his arms, maybe he wanted to do that, but until the end, he still didn't do that.

Mo Boyi looked at him, staring at the man beside her. After a moment, she seemed to understand everything. She shook her hair away, rotated her body, and avoided to the side. She seemed to have understood the contradictory thoughts deep in Feng Shuzhu's heart, and perhaps she didn't want to make him embarrassed.

Stubborn, unyielding, and without mercy, the temperament he has developed since childhood is still today.

On the desolate desert, in front of Feng Shuzhu, she looked like a gorgeous flower, blooming, laughing, and spinning, and he could only be a flower viewer, or a bystander or a passerby.

In her eyes, in her heart, the man beside her had become a little blurred. She saw the desert rotating, and the white clouds in the sky were also rotating. Therefore, she turned faster and faster, and finally turned into a ball of light and shadow, driving the surrounding sand, turning into a swirl flow, and gradually leaving the ground.

She seemed to have lost herself and danced in the air, but she was still spinning selflessly. Finally, she turned into a gust of wind, a gust of wind that seemed like an illusory one, floating with the carefree white clouds, blending into the dazzling sunshine.

Feng Shuzhu has been silent all the time, but just quietly accompanies her, following her and turns into wind and light.

And she was so familiar with the desert.

When Moboyiyi stopped, it was like a unique dance, and it ended and came to an abrupt end.

Feng Shuzhu, who appeared immediately afterwards, calmed down and looked up and saw that they were already under a red mountain.

Feng Shuzhu knew that they had arrived at the place they were going to. Although the red peak in front of them was not high, the Dharma clouds were covered with them, and they could no longer see anything with the naked eye.

Feng Shuzhu then secretly moved his magic power and looked it up carefully. He saw a faint cold light flashing in the magic cloud, as if some figures were flying around.

Moboyi raised her head, looked at the red mountain, and whispered: "I didn't expect that they came so quickly."

Feng Shuzhu took a step forward, came behind her, and said softly: "The clouds and mists are full of magic power, and there should be many crises."

Mo Boyi looked at the Fayun at the top of the peak, and said disdainfully: "The tricks of carving insects are just tricks to fool. I grew up in the Holy Church and know these things very well."

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "Are we going up directly?"

Mo Boyiyi looked at the top of the mountain again and said lightly: "You must wait a moment and see how they are patient." From her tone, she seemed to be very happy to treat this duel as a game, and she liked this game very much.

Just as the two were talking, suddenly, a terrifying scream came from the Dharma clouds on the top of the peak.

“Wow wow wow wow…”

The two of them were shocked, and at the same time, they looked up and saw a black cloud flying out of the Dharma cloud. However, the black cloud just flew forward for a short distance and then scattered, turning into dense black dots like raindrops, covering the two of them from the air.

Mo Boyi saw it in her eyes, pursed her lips, and did not avoid it. Instead, she waved her hand and a white light flashed from behind her head. She brushed the ground and brushed the black dots turned into black clouds.

The black dots seemed to be very unforced. Once they slanted, they flew to the side, and then they made a "crackling" like raindrops, falling one after another.

Feng Shuzhu looked sideways and saw that the black dots turned out to be dead crows, tens of thousands of them, and their size was much larger than what was seen in the Central Plains. It seemed that they had died the moment they flew out of the Dharma Cloud.

Moboyi glanced at her eyes, disregarded her concern, and whispered: "They are demonstrating."

Feng Shuzhu withdrew her gaze, frowned slightly, and looked at Fayun at the top of the peak, but still didn't say anything.

Mo Boyi suddenly turned her head, looked at Feng Shuzhu, and whispered: "You are waiting here, I'll go up and take a look first."

Feng Shuzhu looked at her, looked at her, and whispered: "I'll go with you."
Chapter completed!