Just as I was about to explain, she raised a heartless smile: "It's better to take me with you as well? I've been in and out of the sky for many years. In terms of qualifications, no one in the town is more familiar with me."

This girl looks like she is a young man last year, but she is actually an old thief.

The little white dragon experienced the ups and downs of emotions, and felt a sense of sadness that he was played with by fate. He opened his mouth and was speechless.

"My name is Lu Wanxing. You go to Pingchuan Town to inquire, there is nothing you don't know about me."

As if to prove it, she took out a storage bag from her arms, and then a golden light appeared, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

"See? I found this bag and this sword in the desert. It can definitely be sold at a good price - I have more good things on it, and you will definitely not lose if you bring me."

Although Wen Hemian has memories of the sky, it has been a long time, and the desert is unpredictable. If there is a guide, their journey will be much easier.

But it shouldn't be this girl of unknown origin.

What's more, from her words, this girl stole the monk's relics for many years, and they all were cultivators, and they were repulsive of this ungrateful behavior.

Wen Hemian looked at the sword and whispered: "The sword's spiritual energy overflows, and there is still a glimmer of light after years of dust. The master should be an outstanding person."

Tian Xianzi closed his eyebrows and looked at him sideways: "I think... this sword breath seems a little familiar."

"Good vision!"

Lu Wanxing narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I have entered the desert since I was a child, and I know all about the terrain, climate change and the appearance of monsters. If you want to say who knows it best, I call it second, and no one dares to be the first. Why don't you consider it?"

Ning Ning said curiously: "There are quite a lot of monks entering and leaving here, why did you choose us?"

"I have been to the middle and outer circles of the sky, it's not interesting."

She kept her wallet in her hands and her eyes turned: "You seem to have a good cultivation level, so you will definitely not be satisfied with the periphery of the desert, right? Follow you, you will definitely find more good things."

This girl is quite good at judging people and doing business.

"Senior Brother."

Tian Xianzi looked at Wen Hemian: "What should I do?"

Lu Wanxing looked up when he heard this and met the young man's quiet gaze.

Among all the monks present, this person's eyes were the softest, and he should be the one with a soft heart.

She was ready to be accepted, but she didn't expect Wen Hemian to shake her head: "Girl, we entered the desert not to steal treasures."

Lu Wanxing looked stunned.

The meaning of his words was obvious. If the Tao did not make any plans, they would not bring her with them.

"No, it's okay not to take treasures! I'll lead you the way, how about you pay me for your wages?"

She seemed a little anxious: "I am in a hurry to lack money now. As long as I have wages, everything will be easy to say!"

Lin Xun suddenly realized: "So the reason you stole my wallet because you were in a hurry to use the money?"

Lu Wanxing nodded desperately.

It would be fine if she was calm, but now she is in a hurry, it will inevitably be a little strange.

The demon cultivator hides in the dark, and all his plans are still unknown. If he joins such a girl with unknown purpose in the middle, it is likely that something will go wrong.

What's more... She insisted on going to Tianhe with them despite her safety. This mindless thing seemed strange in itself.

Ning Ning originally thought Wen Hemian was a very easy-to-talk person.

However, he was silent for a moment without a trace of hesitation, and finally shook his head.

*

Tianhe was a distance from the town. After some discussion, everyone decided to hire a carriage to go to the desert.

They were quite large, exceeding the capacity of a carriage, so they were divided into two, one in front and one in the back.

Ningning, Pei Ji and Lin Xun ride together. The driver looked thirty or forty years old, with a scar like a Taoist priest in the corner of his eyes. He looked like a swordsman in a martial arts film, with a bit rough and heroic feeling.

Ning Ning was still thinking about Lu Wanxing’s tricks, and after getting on the car, he whispered: “Hand-handle, let’s go to Tianhe Desert and deliver it to the entrance.”

The coachman replied, "Okay."

The charming and fierceness in the desert, and the carriage is also full of wind when running, and the speed is incredibly fast.

Ningning was afraid that the one where Tian Xianzi was could not keep up, so he poked his head out of the window and shouted in the wind: "Handle-style, there is a car behind us!"

Follow them?

She spoke very quickly, and her voice was blown hard by the storm of wind, and she seemed even more anxious and panicked. The man's eyes trembled and he looked back.

In the long yellow sand, there was actually a carriage following them sneakily, always maintaining a distance of not far or near.

If it weren't for the reminder of that female guest, he would probably never have been able to detect this tracking-

What a despicable means!

The bloody nature of a man in the desert was suddenly stimulated at this moment. His hands holding the reins trembled slightly, and he felt unprecedented excitement.

Is this the legendary...

Chase!

Ningning thought it must be her illusion.

Otherwise, when the coachman heard this sentence and answered "No problem", why did he laugh like a mad and mad laugh?

Meanwhile, on the other side.

He Zhizhou was following Ningning at first, but now he looked at the window, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

The carriage in front of me was sucking, but suddenly it was like a great god jumping up, and rushed forward with lightning speed...

On the same time, he began to twist the serpentine like a devil!

This is such a crazy move. He Zhizhou felt bad and hurriedly shouted: "Brother, hurry up, hurry up, keep up with the car in front! Don't lose it!"

After hearing this, the young man driving, a cold light appeared in his turbid eyes.

No wonder the car was so abnormal in its posture. It turned out that it was because it was aware that someone was following him! Can he be thrown away? It was absolutely impossible! That was an insult to his skills over the years!

"rest assured."

He snapped his fingers as he spoke, and a sure evil sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Leave everything to me."

The horse whistles and the wind blows, and the desert reflects the setting sun.

The serpentine twisting carriage turned from one to two, and smoke and dust were raised on the long road. The horse's roar and the coachman's roar were mixed together, and the level and style were played, and the aura of the Akima Mountains that year.

This is no longer a simple carriage driving, but a contest between two men about honor!

This is the desert!

On the road, people were overturned, and the residents of the town ran around and screamed.

Someone accidentally caught a glimpse of the window of the carriage behind him, and was almost scared to death.

Everyone in the car was moved left and right, jumping up and down. At first glance, they could only see the hands, feet and heads twisted like twists.

A young man in white slid his distorted face from the window, his pupils were filled with the desire to live and the tremor from his soul, and his tongue and eyes were almost thrown away!

He Zhizhou's heart and voice trembled wildly, and he shouted wildly in the sound of the sound: "Big Ahhhhhh! Slow, slow Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The strong wind whistled past, and all the words seemed so pale and blurry. Finally, the only one that reached the man's ears was the "slow" that was infinitely amplified by He Zhizhou and shouted desperately.

“Uhhhhhhhh!”

The man had long been red in his eyes, and he was thrown away further and further, until now, he finally let out the most heroic roar today.

As a coachman, he will never allow anyone to say he is slow!

The two carriages raced on the same stage, which was a full incense stick faster than the expected time to arrive in the desert. If you didn't know, you would have thought you were recording the carriage version of "Boys and Girls Go Forward".

After finally getting off the car tremblingly, Ningning came out of Pei Ji's arms with lingering fear. She looked at the boundless yellow sand behind her, unable to hide the trembling in her voice: "Uncle, where is the carriage behind us?"

"rest assured."

The cold wind lifted the hair on his temples, and the scorching sun outlined the man's angular face. He looked up at the horizon and took a breath of his pipe slowly.

In the floating white smoke that suddenly dissipated, his eyes were so long and profound, and his low voice showed the king's style: "But just a mere ants-"

The man said and sneered: "It's already thrown away."

Ningning:???

Ningning:!!!

——So you guys acted on their own in "Infernal Affairs: The Storm of Cultivation"?

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