After hearing Ximen Chuuxue's words, Yu Luocha laughed as if he couldn't be happier.

Ye Zhanyan listened to his laughter quite speechlessly, and originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask him about Yan Nantian's news, but the leader actually ran away after laughing? !

...so what the hell is he here for?Come to praise her father for being good at raising a daughter?

Ye Zhanyan really couldn't figure it out, but after being tormented like this, she no longer felt sleepy at all.

So she shook the two furs on her body and stood up, stuffing them into Ximen Chuuxue's arms without any explanation, "Go to sleep for a while, I'll watch in the middle of the night."

After all, she didn't wait for Ximen Chuuxue's answer, she turned and ran to look at Aza who was lying on the ground.

Fortunately, Yu Luocha only touched his acupoints, and Ye Zhanyan only noticed his curly hair that was burnt out of shape after Ye Zhanyan helped him untie it, and burst out laughing immediately.

Aza, who had no idea what had happened, opened his eyes and saw her bright smile, and was taken aback for a moment, then smelled the burnt smell on his body, almost immediately collapsed, and wailed: "My hair!"

"Okay, okay, it's just hair, it can grow longer, it's already fine if your face isn't burned." She patted her clothes and stood up, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Aza was still in grief, he didn't feel like sleeping, he sighed for a long time before giving up.

It was colder in the desert in the second half of the night, but the fur had already been stuffed for Ximen Chuixue, so Ye Zhanyan had no choice but to use the unique internal skills of the Valley of the Kings to keep out the cold.

Seeing her move like this, Aza's eyes were full of envy: "You martial arts masters are so convenient."

Hearing this, she opened her eyes to look at him. She wanted to say that the practice was also very hard, but she turned around for some reason and asked him: "Don't you know any kung fu?"

Aza pouted: "My father forbids me to learn."

Ye Zhanyan was puzzled: "But it doesn't look like you haven't learned your body skills?"

"I learned it secretly." He sighed, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, turned his head and glanced at Ximen Chuuxue who was sleeping quite seriously, and suddenly changed the subject, "The swordsman you are looking for...is really in the desert ?"

"...I don't know." When she answered this sentence, her voice was very low, as if remembering something unpleasant, the smile on her face faded away, and she continued after a while, "But finally there is something If you don’t come in and find someone who understands, I’m not reconciled.”

"Who is he to you?" Aza was puzzled.

Ye Zhanyan opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer his question.

Seeing her dazed, Aza guessed jokingly: "Could it be your sweetheart?"

Ye Zhanyan: "..."

This reaction says it all.

Aza was silent for a moment, but he still couldn't resist his extraordinary curiosity, pointed to Ximen Chuuxue, and asked in a low voice: "Then he is here to help you find your sweetheart together?"

God, this guy really opened his eyes!

"...He didn't help me." Ye Zhanyan stroked his forehead, "He just wants to find that person himself."

"Oh, so it's really your sweetheart?" he asked rhetorically.

At this point, Ye Zhanyan didn't have much room to speak out, but she corrected him after thinking about it: "...It should be said that he is a heartless person."

Azha was so frightened by this sentence that he almost rolled into the fire again, and managed to stabilize his figure. He wanted to say, what are you doing all the way to the desert to find this heartless person, but he caught a glimpse of the stone leaning on the other side from the corner of his eye. Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes, but immediately closed his mouth.

Ye Zhanyan didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to wake up before an hour had passed.But his eyes were clear, and he did not look sleepy.

"Did I wake you up?" she asked.

Ximen Chuuxue shook her head to indicate no, and passed her fur over calmly.

Aza, who saw this scene in his eyes, remembered Ye Zhanyan's words just now, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ximen Chuuxue.

It was the tenth day after entering the hinterland of the Sea of ​​Bone.

During the period, they encountered a small sandstorm. Fortunately, Aza was familiar with the terrain, and finally escaped without any danger.

The Raksha Sect is located in the depths of the Sea of ​​Bones, not far away from them, but there are still no clues about Yan Nantian's trace.After the sandstorm, Aza said to her very rudely: "You will have no head if you search for it like this. After this area, it will really be a place of death where no living person dares to enter."

"I know." Knowing that he wasn't exaggerating, Ye Zhanyan sighed, "I'm here to find someone, not to die, don't worry."

"That's not what I meant." Aza took a sip of water, gasped for breath, and continued after recovering, "Look, you only know that he has been in this area, and there are no other clues. Such a big desert , it is really too difficult to find someone, not to mention it is so dangerous here, he may have already..."

The last few words were finally swallowed by Ximen Chuuxue's cold eyes.

But even if he didn't finish speaking, Ye Zhanyan understood what he wanted to say, maybe it was because she was too tired to search for Yan Nantian in the past six months, when she heard such words, her heart was more bewildered and tired than worried and sad.

Before leaving South China Sea, Ye Gucheng once told her that if she couldn't find it everywhere, she could come home at any time. After all, Yan Nantian was sorry for her, and she didn't owe Yan Nantian anything.

In fact, when she first arrived in Taiyuan, she had this idea for a short time, and later she got news from the beggar gang, and felt that since she had a clue, if she didn't take a real look at it, she might not be willing for the rest of her life.

Looking back now, Ye Zhanyan seemed to understand a little bit of Ye Gucheng's firm tone at that time.She is indeed not a person who can't bear hardships, but she really can't spend her whole life on something she doesn't know if she can do it or not.

"Let's go." Ximen Chuuxue suddenly interrupted her meditation, and stood up first.

Seeing him walking to the front, Aza was puzzled, "Where are you going?!"

Ximen Chuixue continued to walk forward without looking back, but he rarely answered his question.

He said, "Rakshasa religion."

Aza regretted so much, he felt that this person might have some brain problems, and it was fine to come here to help his sweetheart find a rival in love, but now he actually wants to go directly to his death!

What surprised him even more was that Ye Zhanyan immediately followed after hearing this, "Yeah, it's the fastest way to ask them directly."

Anyway, they have even met Yu Luocha, and I believe that the other party knows their whereabouts clearly, so it is better to ask directly.

I have to say that when it comes to solving troubles, the two of them have surprisingly similar styles of acting.

"No, no, no, the Rakshasa Sect is not far away anyway, you shouldn't get lost, so I won't go." Aza still didn't have the guts.

Ye Zhanyan didn't force him, instead she came back and patted him on the shoulder, and found another bank note from the purse and gave it to him, "Then you take the rest of the money."

"Are you really going?" Aza saw that she agreed so straightforwardly that she didn't even bother to pick up the banknote, and couldn't help but persuade, "The Raksha Sect is not easy to mess with!"

Of course Ye Zhanyan knew that Rakshasa was not easy to mess with, so instead of forcing him to take the rest of the way, he sincerely put the silver ticket into his hand.

"So let you take the money and go back," she said.

Holding the silver ticket, the youth guide seemed to want to say something, but she quickly turned around and ran back in the direction of Ximen Chuuxue.

"Let's go." She said, brushing her forehead hair that was disheveled by the wind.

With only the two of them left, Ye Zhanyan felt more deeply why this sea of ​​sand was named as bones. If she hadn't been able to see the outline of the ancient castle in the sand, she thought which direction she was going. Can't tell.

They were taught by Rakshasa who arrived five days later.

This frightening Demon Cult built a magnificent fortress near the deepest part of the desert, standing among the sands and reaching to the sky.

But to Ye Zhanyan's surprise, the place is not as heavily guarded as she imagined, but deadly silent.

She came to inquire about news, not to fight, so the first thing she wanted was to let people pass the news that she wanted to see Yu Luocha, but before she could make up her mind, Ximen Chuuxue had already pushed open the door and walked in.

Ye Zhanyan:? ? ? ?

"No one." He said suddenly.

She followed in suspiciously, and was surprised to see that the castle was really empty.

But this surprised look only lasted for a moment before it turned into panic, Ye Zhanyan almost hit Ximen Chuuxue directly, "Get down!"

If she hadn't been extremely familiar with the sound of the hidden weapon and reacted quickly enough, the two of them would have been shot into a sieve by the continuous stream of feather arrows at the entrance.

Ye Zhanyan listened to the whizzing sound of feather arrows piercing through the air, stroked his chest in shock, and wanted to breathe a long sigh of relief, only to realize that he was half lying in Ximen Chuuxue's arms at the moment.

Only then did she bump into him in desperation, and they both fell to the ground, but he subconsciously raised his hand to protect her, so that she fell directly into his arms.

The young man didn't hide the worry in his eyes at all, and his arm half wrapped around her didn't move at all. Seeing her embarrassment, he said in a deep voice, "don't move yet."

Being so close, when he opened his mouth, his warm breath sprayed directly on her neck, causing her to flinch subconsciously again, but this action made him emphasize it again: "Don't move."

Ye Zhanyan: "..."

Okay, okay, I understand, but don't talk anymore, okay?

After the wave of feather arrows was shot, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to take it lightly.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment just now, Ye Zhanyan stood up, scratched his face and said first: "There may be other organs, be careful."

Ximen Chuuxue stared at her for a long time without making a sound.

Just when she was about to ask what's wrong with you, he suddenly reached out and straightened the jade hairpin on her head for her.

"It's crooked," he said.

Ye Zhanyan subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and before he looked away, he whispered, "Thank you."

"Why are you guys?!" A surprised voice suddenly came from above the castle.

The two raised their eyes almost at the same time, and saw Yu Tianbao, who was wearing a scarlet brocade robe, was looking at them from a distance with his eyes wide open on the wooden stairs that had turned around for an unknown number of times.

Ye Zhanyan and Ximen Chuuxue exchanged glances, and then said loudly: "The two of us came to pay homage to Hierarch Yu, I wonder if he is here?"

The idiot young master snorted and replied, "My father? He's gone to the Central Plains."

"What?!" Ye Zhanyan said in surprise, "Central Plains?"

Yu Tianbao leaned on the railing and nodded to her, his tone full of complacency: "He said he was going to meet someone who might be his future in-laws. Hey, I don't know which lady from a martial arts family he has chosen for me."

Ye Zhanyan:? ? ? ?

The author has something to say: Ximen Fuxue: It’s not for you

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Well, Yu Luocha's going to the Central Plains involves a very critical plot, which is shared by many gangsters.

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