It was a few years later when I stepped into this desert.

Dugu Jue is still like that, but Qin Xuan is already a jasful girl with a delicate and delicate face, and her beautiful face is extremely beautiful than spring; her mouth contains red and green onion, her fingers, and her frown and smile are touching; her skin contains spring water, and her long skirt is as red as a thin gauze; her misty air is already the fairy.

When they arrived at the "Lonely Goose Returns" inn again, they encountered a black sand blowing up again. The two couldn't help but smile. They were welcomed into the inn by a strange waiter. It turned out that the waiter had become a shopkeeper. When they saw the two, their eyes shone, and they hurriedly came up.

"This young man hasn't seen you for a long time!" said the shopkeeper.

"Tsk tsk, why is the second brother so forgetful? He just remembers the young master, but he forgets that there was a girl by his side back then!" Qin Xuan seemed angry and resentful.

"Ah, it's said that girls change a lot. I don't expect that the little girl from that year has become so beautiful. I'll forgive me if I'm sorry for being a little ugly! Please forgive me! Please, please be the same position as before!" The shopkeeper led the two to the position he had at that time and asked the waiter to arrange a cooking, and he sat aside and chatted with him.

The shopkeeper sighed a lot. The stunning fight between Dugu Jue and Qin Xuan in the inn was deeply impressed. He even saw King Loulan. He felt that it was not very real and seemed like a dream.

"Bang!" Xingmu took a photo and the three-stringed zither sounded, which scared Qin Xuan. Looking at the sound, it turned out to be a storyteller.

"The book continues last time, let's continue to talk about the final reply of "Loulan is destroyed, the spirit is destroyed, and the smoke from the desert is rising!"

"Click!" The tea cup in Qin Xuan's hand fell on the tea table and fell in half.

"Loulan··················" Qin Xuan was unbelievable.

"Oh!" The shopkeeper showed a sad look, "It was broken by Jingjue Kingdom! No one in the country was spared!"

"Dugu!" Qin Xuan bit her lip, tears filling her eyes, and she was at a loss.

"Come on!" Dugu Jue waved to Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan sat next to Dugu Jue, wrapped his arms around him, leaning against his shoulders, tears fell like rain.

The string sound is sad, telling the tragic battle.

"By the way, the army of Jingjue Kingdom came, and the troops were divided into two groups, restraining the reinforcements of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and heading straight to Loulan. The Iron Cavalry of Loulan took the initiative to attack, but encountered the Jingjue heavy armored soldiers, suffered heavy losses, and returned with great defeat. The Jingjue army marched straight in and set up camp thirty miles away from Loulan. It is a coincidence that this place was where the Jingjue defeated before Loulan.

In the previous battle, Loulan's Iron Cavalry was not one in ten, but now the army of Jingju is approaching, and the situation is critical. The 22 new kings of Loulan are leading the way and wearing armor. The men in the city are all passionate men, and they are also the last ones. Women are also women who are not as good as men, holding long swords, and are willing to be the last line of defense of Loulan.

When the time comes, there are many unmarried soldiers among the soldiers. Women of the right age all tap their lips in front of the mirror and measure their red clothes. When the Loulan army triumphantly returns, it is the time for the wedding night to be in the bridal chamber.

In June, frost was flying in the desert, strong winds were rising, and shouts of killing were mixed with it, like ghosts crying and wolf howling. A battle was from dawn to night. The wind and snow were even stronger, blurring the vision, and the woman in the wedding dress held a palace lantern and was waiting hard at the gate of Loulan City.

The fight finally stopped. The sound of horse hooves came from the wind and snow. I hoped to return, but only the war horses returned. The wedding dress was gone, the plain white body was put on, the palace lantern fell, and the long sword rose to fight against the elite army!

Alas, how sad!

It was originally a wedding night, and the bride's brilliance was filled with smoke.

Emei swept her red lips lightly, and she looked forward to your return with a red light.

The general died and lie on the battlefield, and the horses of war were not returned.

The red clothes retreated and the plain whites were seen, and the wind and snow were everywhere mourning the dead.

The sky was lit in Loulan City, reflecting the red sky. It took a full seven days and seven nights to extinguish it. After the fire, Loulan City, which was once the pearl of the desert, turned into ruins!

Afterwards, a man in black stood in the air, roared at the sky, his voice shrill, and could be heard within thousands of miles, and he was sad and sad. The man sacrificed his sword and headed straight for Jingjue. When a man was angry, blood splattered five steps; when the emperor was angry, he buried a million corpses; when a monk was angry, his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed.

All the lions of Jingjue Kingdom were slaughtered, the country was destroyed and the mountains and rivers were covered, and there was no life for thousands of miles!"

Standing at the ruins of Loulan Palace, Qin Xuan squatted on the ground and cried in tears. The two of them were all remembered. The man was as beautiful as jade, the woman was so beautiful that she looked at her eyes, full of affection, and the child in Jing Qiuhuang's belly should have been toddlers, but this family that should have been happy was swallowed up by the war.

"Dugu, if I have the strength of you, I would not say that I could save Loulan City, but Sister Qiuhuang's family of three!" Qin Xuan wiped away her tears and said to Dugu Jue.

"Yes!" Dugu Jue nodded.

"Then teach me how to cultivate and take me to the world of cultivation!" Qin Xuan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "I don't want the person I love to be so powerless when I am hurt!"

15

Jing Qingluan, in black, turned into a stream of light and rushed by, covered in wounds and blood. The wound healed and was immediately torn apart, which was extremely terrifying. Behind him, seven or eight figures chased him relentlessly, and various magic weapons and magic attacked him. Jing Qingluan always avoided it and was almost dead and alive.

"Jing Qingluan, you evil cultivator who slaughtered mortals, you will die obediently to comfort millions of creatures!" A cultivator behind him shouted, and said a flying sword pierced at Jing Qingluan, which was extremely fast, piercing Jing Qingluan's shoulder, leaving a terrifying blood hole.

Jing Qingluan spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, obviously he was seriously injured, but he still gritted his teeth and forced his power to fly faster. He didn't want to die, nor could he die. He knew that there were many wonderful magic in the world of cultivation, and some were even more able to go to the underworld. He must learn this method, and then go to the Jiuyou Underworld to find the mirror and seek the soul of the phoenix, so that he could be reborn.

"Puff!" Jing Qingluan suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, but not a bright red color, but as dark as ink. "Poison! Damn it! I didn't expect that you, the cultivators who claim to be righteous, would use poison like despicable means!"

"Ha! It's a good way to deal with evil cultivators like you who can kill you, what kind of despicable or overbearable!"

Jing Qingluan was furious, her vision was a little blurred, and she was shocked. When she saw that several monks behind her had already chased after her. It was not that they had accelerated their speed, but that their speed had slowed down.

"Go to die!"

An angry shout came from the top of his head. Jing Qingluan wanted to avoid it, but the poison had already taken effect at this time. Jing Qingluan was dizzy and could not lift it up, so she had to turn over in the air and raise her hand to resist.

A palm attacked, and the momentum was strong, and it shook his arms directly, and then another palm hit his chest. Jing Qingluan hit the ground like a kite with a broken string, knocking out a huge pit several feet deep. Jing Qingluan was not dead, but he also lost the ability to move and could not move.

Several figures fell on the edge of the huge pit, with a cold face.

"With this skill, I can learn from evil cultivators and slaughter mortals, and I'm too overestimated!"

"Kill him and get the reward!"

A flying sword stabbed Jing Qingluan straight into the door. Jing Qingluan smiled helplessly, "Sister, Yuanhe, I'm here to find you!" After that, he closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Who are you!!!"

Several screams came into his ears. Jing Qingluan waited for a long time but did not feel the pain of being killed by the flying sword. When he opened his eyes, he saw that all the monks who had pursued him died on the spot and fell into the pit, with their eyes wide open, full of fear and disbelief.

Jing Qingluan looked up and saw a woman in red standing on the edge of the earth pit holding a long sword. Her eyebrows and lips were red, her cheeks were fragrant, her eyes were like water, and there was a tear mole on the corner of her eyes, like a waterfall, a white jade hairpin was inserted into her hair.

"Who are you and why did you save me?" Jing Qingluan asked.

The woman smiled and jumped gently, slowly fell down. Only then did Jing Qingluan see that the woman was wearing a pair of bride wedding shoes embroidered with dragons and phoenixes that showed peace and prosperity.

"Be my chess piece and help me play a game!" The woman in red reached out to him.

16

The ripples flowed, and this was one of the entrances to the world of cultivation. There were two people standing in front of them, a man in a simple white robe with black hair tied with jade crown and extremely handsome; a girl in red, charming, fine and as soft as fat, and a black jade gourd hung around her waist. The two were Dugu Jue and Su Qinxuan.

"Qin Xuan, stepping through this place is the world of cultivation. The world of cultivation is no more than the ordinary world. There are murderous intent everywhere. You must not act recklessly like the ordinary world. This thing is called the "Xuantian Bao Ying Wheel". It is for you to defend yourself!" After Dugu Jue said that, he handed a simple bracelet to Qin Xuan.

"Isn't this a bracelet? Why did you get such a name? "Xuantian Bao Ying Wheel"?" Qin Xuan took it and gestured for a while. She felt it seemed a bit big, but she still put it on her wrist. As soon as the bracelet was put on, it emitted a soft white light and became extremely fit. It automatically adapted to Qin Xuan's wrist thickness, without any weight, without any inconvenience.

"This is not its original form. The 'Xuantian Bao Ying Wheel' has been transformed into thousands of ways, and you will naturally know its magical use in the future!" Dugu Jue said.

"Well, Dugu, you always keep insincere!" Qin Xuan shook her head and said, accustomed to Dugu Jue's speaking style, then sighed again, with more sadness on her face, "I will definitely work hard to practice and will not let Sister Qiuhuang happen for the second time! Dugu, let's go!" After that, he took the lead in the ripples.

Dugu Jue sighed, "Hey, why do you like cursing the phoenix girl so much? That Feng Guitong is the 21st generation monarch of Loulan!"

After saying that, he smiled helplessly, shook his head, and stepped into the ripples with one foot.

(The end of the volume of "The World is Like a Dream")
Chapter completed!