I play games in Xianxia world

Chapter 276

Shen Ming has read the records in the ancient books. There used to be dozens of countries, large and small, on the yellow sand. In the end, after the past hundred years, these countries also disappeared along with the hundred years. disappeared into history.

Perhaps, under this piece of yellow sand, the truth of the year is buried.

That's why Shen Ming came here.

After walking for a long time, midnight fell.

Shen Ming tightened his clothes, he felt cold.

The howling of the strong wind was like the roar of an evil spirit, and in this desolate desert, at this moment, accompanied by the strong wind, there were some noisy sounds.

"Is there someone there?" Shen Ming stopped and carefully identified the source of the sound, but it seemed to be coming from all directions.

Shen Ming took a few steps quickly, and the noise became louder and louder, as if it was right next to him.

Not more than one meter from front to back,
Shen Ming turned his head to look around, but there was nothing.

A creepy feeling spread throughout the limbs.

Shen Ming felt that there seemed to be some problems here, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time, but those voices kept coming, and someone whispered in Shen Ming's ear.

The vast desert is deserted in the middle of the night.

Only the full moon in the night sky gave off a glimmer of light.

Shen Ming stepped on the yellow sand with one foot deep and the other shallow, and it was difficult to walk against the strong wind.

"Don't bring such a scary thing." Shen Ming trembled for a while, this kind of invisible and intangible thing is the most frightening.

Shen Ming's body suddenly leaned forward and fell heavily to the ground.

It seemed like someone had scratched me just now.

Shen Ming turned his head, only to find that the place he just walked by had been buried by yellow sand long ago.

Shen Ming was sure that he must have been grabbed by his ankle, right at that position just now.

Thinking of this, Shen Ming started to run without turning his head.

Suddenly, it was that feeling of being caught again.

Shen Ming quickly looked at his feet, but there was nothing.

"Come out quickly, young master, otherwise young master will do it himself!" Shen Ming pointed at the yellow sand and cursed loudly, also to embolden himself.

But no one paid any attention to him.

"Don't force me!" After Shen Ming said viciously, he continued to run in the desert.

As a result, within a few minutes, he fell again.

In this way, Shen Ming's temper completely came up, he drew out the Phoenix long sword, plunged the sword into the yellow sand, and cut the yellow sand in two with all his strength.

But there is nothing in it.

After a while, the yellow sand again buried the traces of Shen Ming's split.

"If you have the guts, just come out to me and hide your head and show your tail. How can you be considered a hero!" Shen Ming was really angry. You said that walking like this, you can fall down every three or two steps. Who can bear this.

Once or twice, Shen Ming can still think it was a coincidence, but more than ten times, someone must be playing tricks.

Or there are ghosts playing tricks on people.

But Shen Ming couldn't catch the culprit, so he simply sat there without leaving, staring at the surroundings with all his attention, as long as he dared to come out this time, Shen Ming would definitely catch him immediately.

However, there was no movement.

It was almost dawn, and Shen Ming continued on his way. The strange thing was, after dawn, that kind of thing never happened again.

Maybe it only happens at night.

"You have to leave this desert quickly."

This is the only thought Shen Ming has now. After all, what happened last night was too pervasive. At noon, Shen Ming stopped to rest. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The thing that tripped him yesterday.

It didn't cause any harm to him, instead it seemed to be blocking Shen Ming.

Don't let him continue on his way.

During the day, however, this is not the case.

Shen Ming recalled the anecdotes he had read in the book, one of which was that in the desert, there would be countless innocent souls who died because of quicksand, if it was midnight, you would be on your way in the desert.

They will stop you in the middle of the night and prevent you from falling into quicksand.

"It can't be true, after all, it's a rumor in that world, could it be common in this world?" Shen Ming hesitated, and decided to find out.

During the day, Shen Ming was on his way as usual. Although he said he couldn't recognize the direction, he probably couldn't be wrong. After all, he had been walking in a straight line since he stepped into the desert from the northern border.

Even if there is a deviation, it will not deviate too much.

Sooner or later back to the West Pole.

If you can fly, there are not so many things.

I don't know how far it is. Anyway, there is no village in front, no shop behind, and no reference.

When the night came and the temperature dropped sharply, after Shen Ming rested for a while, he heard the whisper of no one in the middle of the night again.

Shen Ming knew that it was time to go on the road.

Sure enough, after walking for a long time, he tripped over something again.

But this time, Shen Ming kept his head down the whole time, and nothing grabbed his ankle at all.

Shen Ming ignored it and continued to walk forward. The farther he walked, the faster he would be disturbed.

In the end, he simply held on to him and would not let go, and Shen Ming was equivalent to dragging a person forward.

After walking another few hundred meters, Shen Ming suddenly felt that both of his legs were being grabbed.

"Hey hey hey, it's not the case that you hold me and don't let me go. Can you tell me why you won't let me go?" After Shen Ming finished speaking, he didn't get any response, but now he is indeed walking. Difficulty is no longer as simple as grabbing your ankles.

There were literally several people hugging her thighs, not letting him leave even an inch.

And Shen Ming also felt that there seemed to be something wrong ahead.

These fools on the ground are actually flowing forward in their own flow.

After a long time, Shen Ming suddenly realized that he was also moving, but there was no reference around him, so he didn't notice it.

At this time, it seemed that someone was pulling him back with all his strength, Shen Ming also turned around and ran back quickly, but he was unable to lift his steps as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

"It's over, it really is quicksand!" Now Shen Ming understood what curiosity killed the cat, and he was determined to seek death on his own, and someone couldn't pull it back.

Even with all his strength, Shen Ming couldn't struggle out of it.

If Shen Ming could have studied this desert carefully before coming, he would not have acted so recklessly.

The desert of death is a waste of fame.

In this desert, quicksand is just one of the threats. The deeper you go into the desert, the more environmental threats you will encounter.

Those who are familiar with the desert can avoid quicksand as much as possible, but in the depths, there are still many unavoidable and unpredictable situations.

Now Shen Ming has slowly felt that the invisible quicksand vortex from behind is slowly attracting and pulling him, and he is trapped in it regardless.

Struggling, struggling desperately, in exchange for getting deeper and deeper.

"Wow, no!" Shen Ming trembled and turned around. With the moonlight, he saw a vortex like a huge mouth of the abyss, swallowing everything.

And soon, he will also become the food of this desert...

(End of this chapter)