Chapter 124 Nangong Meier in the sea of sand
Chapter 124 Nangong Meier in the sea of sand
"Why, can't I thank you on Chutian's behalf?"
Faced with Mu Qing's increasingly forceful words, Zhiyuan retreated slightly: "Oh~ Actually, I didn't help Chu Tian much, so I can't say thank you!"
Feeling Mu Qing's strength and slight hostility when facing her, Zhiyuan had no intention of contending with it, and taking half a step back showed her intentions;
After thinking for a while, he spoke carefully: "Actually, Chu Tian is very good and there is nothing wrong with him. He wanted you to ask for the Qingxin Jue because he asked for it for me. I encountered some troubles!"
After Zhiyuan said that, she put her legs together and bowed deeply to Mu Qing: "Thank you, Miss Mu Qing, for your help earlier!"
Chu Tian, who was watching this scene with fear and fear, let out a sigh of relief at this moment;
Zhiyuan is Zhiyuan after all. Facing the strong Mu Qing, her slightly retreating posture is just right.
"I don't have Qing Xin Jue; you don't have to thank me. I only helped Chu Tian for his sake. As for you? You don't have the intention either!"
After saying that, Mu Qing, who had nothing to express, glared at Chu Tian with some displeasure, turned around and continued to move forward!
It seemed like a slap in the face, but in Zhiyuan's eyes, there was a hint of coquettishness in it. This made Zhiyuan curious, and she wanted to ask about his relationship with Mu Qing, but now was not a good time, so she could only suppress her curiosity in her heart. !
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The general concession of Zhiyuan Consciousness temporarily eliminated the Shura field that was about to erupt!
If Zhiyuan really didn't have any other thoughts about Chutian, would he have been able to accompany Chutian, a dragster, until now? Can a woman who was once a spy under Nangong Meier be able to help the weak with truth, kindness and beauty?
She just doesn't know the relationship between Mu Qing and Chu Tian for the time being; after all, this kind of thing is quite magical!
Before she met Chu Tian, the direct daughter of the Mu family, the saint of the Northern Xuan Sect, fell in love with a mortal without any cultivation? Zhiyuan has long passed the age of reading picture books!
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With Mu Qing's status here, the three of them walked forward, passing many people walking with them on the way, but no one dared to show any other thoughts to them;
On the other hand, Nangong Meier, who was in deep danger, was struggling at the moment;
Big drops of sweat flowed down her cheeks and fell into the desert below. Xiaoyu beside her had long since disappeared. Looking around, she was the only one alive in the vast sea of sand...
"Is my luck so bad? In a hundred steps, I can cross this sea of sand, but why do you want to trap me in quicksand?"
Nangong Meier felt the quicksand that had submerged her calves, struggling carefully, cursing the unfairness of the sky and unfair fate, but to no avail;
This seemingly ordinary desert has a forbidden power. Once you set foot on it, your spiritual energy is completely useless; but monks, don’t all their reliance come from their own spiritual energy?
But the quicksand beneath him was devouring Nangong Meier's body at an increasingly faster speed;
From the calf to the thigh, then from the thigh to the waist and the chest sagging, the quicksand squeezed the upper body. The fragile ribs broke first, and then the sharp bone stubble turned into daggers, piercing her under the squeeze of external forces. of internal organs;
Then, the quicksand finally reached the top of her head, and Nangong Meier's consciousness became chaotic and she fell into boundless darkness!
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Call ~
A flash of clarity dispelled the darkness in front of her eyes, and Nangong Meier slowly woke up;
What's happening here? Why...didn't she die in the quicksand?
Xiaoyu, who had been "dead" in the yellow sand for a long time, stepped forward to hold her arm, her face full of excitement: "Miss, I knew you would be able to persevere until the end!"
"What lasted until the end?"
While Nangong Meier asked back, she felt that she had something special in her hand. She raised her hand to look at it, and saw that it was a token made of special material that looked like wood but not wood;
There are seven patterns carved on it!
Xiaoyu also has one, and the token in her hand is engraved with five paths!
"This is?"
"I don't know what the purpose is, but it must be useful. This is based on the performance in the yellow sand trial field to depict the patterns on it. Naturally, the more patterns, the better!"
With excitement on her face, Xiaoyu explained the purpose of the token to Nangong Meier; as for this conclusion, it was naturally the result of discussions among the people who had been eliminated from the Huangsha Trial Field early!
"So that's it?"
Nangong Meier murmured to herself, but she felt extremely regretful in her heart; in the trial field, she could pass through the sea of sand with less than a hundred steps away, and her performance would surely be even more impressive by then!
But when I think about Xiaoyu saying that she is the one with the best performance and the highest pattern among these people, the regret in my heart fades a lot; no matter what, she is still the first!
When people around saw the seven-patterned token in Nangong Meier's hand, they looked at Nangong Meier with envy and jealousy mixed with greed;
Nangong Meier, who sensitively caught the changes in these people's eyes, did not change her expression, but she was already ready for battle!
"Miss, it's okay. Someone wanted to snatch the token before, but the token is exclusive to a specific person. When the monk dies, the token disappears;"
Xiaoyu's words did not make Nangong Meier let down her guard, Xiaoyu was still innocent;
If you can't grab other people's tokens, then if you kill yourself, the owner of the seven-patterned token, wouldn't the person with the six-patterned token be the first?
Coincidentally, everyone in the Blood Moon Team who escorted Chu Tian and the others through the Hidden Mist Mountains also chose this path; and there were twelve of them, seven with five patterns;
The rest are all six-stripe patterns;
The blood wolf was standing behind everyone at the moment, looking at Nangong Meier with extremely unkind eyes; it was normal for mercenaries like them, who licked blood with their swords, to kill one or two unrelated passers-by for their own benefit;
As for Xue Lang and Xue Ying, who was dressed as a scholar next to him, their thoughts were exactly the same as Nangong Mei'er's!
If you get rid of people who perform better than them, won't they become the best performers?
Xue Ying pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, tapped the scabbard with his index finger, and turned his head slightly to look at the boss Xue Lang; a hint of shrewdness that was inconsistent with his appearance flashed across Xue Lang's rough face, and he nodded slightly;
After receiving the feedback, everyone in the Blood Eagle and Blood Wolf teams was about to take action when the surrounding environment suddenly changed; the blocked road ahead suddenly became clear. Wisps of light beams soared into the sky and enveloped everyone. The Blood Wolf, who was about to take action, suddenly found that he could do nothing. Then he saw himself being slowly taken up and submerged into the stone wall above his head;
Not just blood wolves, but also blood eagles, blood foxes...
Including Xiaoyu and Nangong Meier;
A thoughtful person looked around and immediately determined that the chosen people were all monks with four or more patterns on their hands;
Those who were not selected were naturally unwilling to give in, so they all rose into the air, trying to force their way into the light pillar, or break through the stone wall above!
There is no doubt that these people have received the punishment they deserve - death!
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