Fairy sister, don't cry

Although the asking price for the guide in the vast sea and desert is high, it is a desperate business.

Within the agreed date and scope, you are selling your life to your employer.

If you lose your life in the desert, you can't blame others.

There is no saying that the employer's task has not been completed, and the guide ran away first.

"How far is it from the oasis?"

Li Le naturally refused to give up, but he was also unwilling to force Yang Xiong and the others to move on.

"Going west, there are still about 1000 miles to go."

Yang Xiong faintly felt Li Le's insistence, but he also made up his mind, planning to bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Then go back, I'll go to the oasis alone!"

With a greeting from Li Le, it turned into a transparent mist and disappeared in an instant.

Yang Xiong and the others were overjoyed, took the rest of the drinking water, turned around and ran away!

There are only more than 1000 miles to go, and Li Le feels that there is no need for a guide at all.

And without the three of Yang Xiong, Li Le walked through the mist, and when his physical strength was exhausted, he fell to the ground to rest and recover, and his speed increased a lot.

However, just after walking about 100 miles, the weather, which has always been beautiful, suddenly changed his face.

Clouds of lead are densely covered, the wind howls, and the sand and rocks fly away. The world seems to have entered chaos, and it is no longer possible to distinguish the direction.

"After the dust storm, there will be sand floating in the sky for several days, which is almost the same as the end of the world."

"Sand dunes become flat land, flat land becomes sand dunes, and even small oases may disappear within a few minutes."

"In the desert, relying on modern instruments like a compass is better than trusting your intuition."

Almost at the beginning of the sandstorm, Li Le recalled what Yang Xiong had said.

Fog, most afraid of wind.

He landed quickly, and the door of wonders emerged, releasing Shi Ling.

As soon as Shi Ling appeared, it turned into a huge boulder weighing several tons, wrapped Li Le inside, and sank under the sand, at a depth of five or six meters.

Li Le, in the inner space formed by the stone spirit, simply sat down cross-legged, holding the golden spirit crystal in his hand, and began to practice.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Lingling felt the storm subside and slowly emerged from the sand, releasing Li Le.

At this time, the entire desert seemed to be wiped by a big hand, leaving a silky undulation, which was extremely beautiful.

It's just that sand is still flying in the air. Li Le feels that at least half of the air he breathes is dust.

If you fly into the air, you can see that the scenery for hundreds of miles is exactly the same.

Can't tell the direction at all!
However, Li Le was not in a hurry.

Because he knew that at this time, the direction he was facing was the direction where the oasis was located.

Since the sandstorm started, until Shi Ling wrapped him up and sank, his direction has not changed.

Don't think about it, Li Le turned into mist again and flew forward!

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and the oasis was just over 100 miles away.

The impact of the sandstorm has long since passed, and the desert is once again scorching hot.

Even Li Le, who was walking through the mist, couldn't stand the high temperature, so he had to land on the ground, find a shelter from the sun, and sit down to rest.

In the desert, as soon as the sun goes down, night falls.

He was about to take advantage of the coolness and drive another distance, but stopped again.

Because he saw, in the hazy moonlight, two lights suddenly appeared.

The lights are getting closer.

He could already see clearly that the person walking in the front was an old man in his sixties who was wearing an old-fashioned traditional Chinese tunic suit and his hair was combed meticulously.

On the left and right sides of the old man were two eleven or twelve-year-old girls walking slowly with lanterns in their hands.

Followed by five fourth-rank warriors with sabers.

Behind it was a carriage, and a burly fourth-rank warrior was leading a horse.

"Mr. Li?"

The old man came straight to Li Le, bowed slightly, and asked.

"I'm Li Le!"

At this time, Li Le noticed that this old man, who looked like a housekeeper, was actually a sixth-rank martial artist.

He didn't believe that in the strange desert, there would be such a scene to welcome him.

So report the name to avoid confusion with another person surnamed Li.

Maybe, what they are going to greet is Li Zheng from Huaxia Li family, or Li Fuguo, that is the real Mr. Li.

"Ah, it's not in vain that I searched for half a day, and finally found Mr. Li!"

"My master, please!"

The sixth-rank old man smiled, as if he was infinitely happy, and made a gesture of inviting Li Le to get on the car.

This time, it was Li Le's turn to be really surprised that he was the one who greeted him.

He pondered for a moment, then strode into the carriage.

Just as he sat down, the carriage door slammed shut from the outside.

Then, warm lights came on from the roof of the car.

The compartment is quite spacious, and tea and pastries are even prepared.

He tapped lightly on the four walls of the carriage, and they were all made of fine steel.

Such a carriage naturally couldn't stop Li Le, but he didn't want to run away either.

He was trying to find out who the person who had been trying to persuade him to dismiss when he came to the great desert was.

So, he simply sat comfortably in the carriage and enjoyed delicious refreshments.

After nearly a month of running around, I finally have a moment of leisure at this moment.

The carriage moved forward neither fast nor slow, obviously deviated from the direction to the oasis.

This walk is more than an hour.

Just when Li Le was about to get impatient, the carriage obviously walked up a long slope.

In the desert, there is only one explanation for such a long descent: the carriage has gone underground.

Instructions, the destination, will arrive soon.

Sure enough, after more than ten minutes, the carriage stopped smoothly, and the carriage door opened with a bang.

"Mr. Li, please!"

A voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley rang in Li Le's ears.

He looked up and saw a lady in her twenties wearing an assistant uniform.

The original sixth-rank old man, little girl, and fifth-rank guards all disappeared.

Only the burly groom of the fourth grade stood beside the carriage, like a wooden sculpture made of clay.

Li Le jumped off the carriage and followed the beautiful assistant all the way forward.

Sure enough, it was a huge underground palace. The two of them went through many twists and turns. I don't know how many pavilions, bridges and corridors passed by. Finally, the main hall was in front of them.

The red lacquer gate is closed tightly, and a plaque made of golden nanmu hangs on the top, with three big characters in italics written squarely on it: Walking for the sky.

Li Le couldn't help laughing. In such a simple and gorgeous palace, the plaque seems to have come to the bandit's nest in Liangshan.

In the main hall, it seems that a banquet is being held, and the bright lights are transmitted from between the window sills, and there is faint classical music from the old earth:

The crow crows at night, the willow branches and the moon green support the sparse.

Embroidered shoes are fragrant and dyed with raspberry moss dew, scratching the head of the spider chef.

The lights are thin and the shadows are solitary, the flowers fall into the year, and the spring is gone.

There is hatred for Li Luan, but there are no books for passing wild geese.

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Today, those who still listen to this kind of old-fashioned classical music are the children of the aristocratic family!