King of Black Mist

"The lake will not destroy the desert, it will only nourish it." Yang Qinglan held Fairy Ruyi in her hand and tapped it against the lake.

In the clear light, the lake water flows back like rain, falling into the sky drop by drop, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the yellow sand like dry powder reappears on the earth.

"But it almost drowned us!" Qing Shui jumped up, squatting like a leopard, with a huge sword on his shoulder.

With a slight twist, the giant sword can be swept out with enough force to cut off a person wearing armor.

Yang Qinglan looked into her sharp arrow-like eyes and said calmly: "So you want to be drowned, together with your family, friends, and tribe?"

Qing Shui tightened her grip on the hilt of the giant sword.

Yang Qinglan didn't care about her attitude and continued calmly: "You now have a chance to decide the role of the lake, whether it will be your drinking water, or whether it will appear under your feet and become a graveyard."

call!

The wind was torn apart, and the whip made of yellow sand whipped at Yang Qinglan as fast as lightning.

With a snap, the whip suddenly fell to the ground, and starting from the head, the woman holding the whip turned into a ball of black ashes.

The high temperature, tens of thousands of times higher than that of the desert, caused the airflow to rotate and blew away the human-shaped black ash.

The blue light slowly disappeared, revealing Li Changzhou's still bright eyes, dimmed at the edges, just like the edge dimming effect of the sun.

The sand people, who were coughing, wailing, and praying violently because they had eaten enough water, were as silent as cicadas. Their whole bodies were cold in the desert, and their expressions when looking at Li Changzhou were full of fear.

"I was merciful enough to save you from the robbers, and the only warning I gave you was to throw you into the lake, and let her die a painless death."

The light in Li Changzhou's eyes dimmed, revealing clear and dark eyes.

"Tell me," he turned his eyes to Qingshui, "what is the 'blessing of wind and light'?"

He didn't want to kill anyone, but the other party made the first move, and it was Yang Qinglan, so don't blame him.

Sweat dripped from Qingshui's forehead, and the sweat was absorbed by his skin. The giant sword on his shoulders had never been heavier.

She lowered her giant sword, which lay limply on the sand.

"I can tell you everything you want to know, but you must promise me one thing to ensure our safety and our lives."

"I like such an equal transaction." Li Changzhou smiled.

Qing Shui raised her middle finger at him: "What do you want to know?"

"First of all," Li Changzhou looked at her middle finger, "I want to know what this gesture means?"

"Our tribe expresses peace." Qingshui retracted his middle finger, then popped it out like a spring, repeating this action twice in one sentence.

"That's it." Li Changzhou nodded.

Yaochi let out a chuckle.

"Uh-huh~" Li Qianxia tried hard to control her laughter, but ended up suppressing laughter like this.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Changzhou asked.

"No, I just thought of happy things." Li Qianxia raised her face in pain.

Li Changzhou looked at Qing Shui, who flashed his middle finger in front of him. He vaguely heard Yang Qinglan's laughter, no, it must be an illusion.

"Okay, put it down, I know what you mean." Of course Li Changzhou could see that the girl carrying a giant sword in front of him was scolding him.

As long as they are humanoid creatures, they can understand certain things accurately even if they don't understand the language. This has been proven on Earth.

But he is not a bad person. If the woman just now had not wielded a whip and struck directly, even if she directly cursed, he would not have killed her.

"Tell me, what does 'blessing by wind and light' mean?" he asked.

"The King of Wind and Light, our spirit, this world is his body, and we are his people."

"Is it similar to Pangu's legend?" Li Qianxia muttered to herself.

Li Changzhou thought of something else.

There is a sentence in the introduction of [Divine Body] - "Low-level powerful - the damage to the divine body is less than half, and can be fully restored; after death, the body turns into a thousand-foot spiritual mountain to nourish living beings."

After death, the body turns into a thousand-foot spiritual mountain to nourish living beings.

I once read in a book: Any myth or legend may contain some bits of truth.

The myth of Pangu and the legend of the King of Wind and Light may be true, but some parts may be exaggerated or reduced.

"It's not a legend, it's true!" Qing Shui glared at Li Qianxia, ​​"All the people of Four Seasons, no matter how remote they are, believe in wind and light!"

"How to prove it is true?" Li Changzhou asked.

"It's true!"

I originally wanted to know what "miracles" the King of Wind and Light had. He could imitate the miracles and make the vast majority of people on the planet surrender, but apparently I asked the wrong person.

"Where did you get these weapons?" Yaochi suddenly asked.

Qing Shui didn't answer.

"Don't worry," Li Qianxia said, although she was scolded just now, she was still very kind, "we won't steal your weapons."

"I'm afraid she's not worried about the weapons being robbed." Yaochi laughed, "Tell me, where did the weapons come from?"

".Desert Falls."

"All of them?"

"Some were snatched from others, and some were inherited from Desert Falls."

"What is Desert Falls? Where is it?"

"The treasure trove of the desert waterfall gods. Wandering around in the desert." Qingshui looked at Yaochi blankly, his eyes full of confusion, "I want you to drink my urine."

Yaochi raised his hand, and Li Changzhou quickly held it:

"Don't do it. You hypnotized her. This is their custom of expressing love - I guess the key is that you kill her. Others may not cooperate with us and know as much as she does."

"Why are you laughing?" Yaochi didn't make a move or hold his hand back, looking at Li Changzhou.

"I think of happy things." Li Changzhou kept laughing.

Yaochi took action and gave Li Changzhou a middle finger.

Li Qianxia laughed so much that her shoulders were shaking.

Xiao Wu looked at Yaochi in disbelief. Is this his superior cousin? I remember one time at a dinner party, someone said something like "f*ck" and she stared at him for a minute.

At that time, everyone present was afraid to speak, and the man was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground.

A cousin like that is actually giving the middle finger now? Is it a mirage in the desert?

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou's hand holding Yaochi's sleeve. Fairy Ruyi knocked on it mercilessly and slapped it.

Li Changzhou rubbed the back of his red hand and said to Yaochi: "Ask her, what is the legend of the desert waterfall?"

Yaochi asked: "What does it mean to let others drink your urine?"

"Sandman. Express love."

"What does this mean?" Yaochi shook his middle finger at Li Changzhou.

".Fuck you bastard."

Yaochi put down his hands with satisfaction: "Tell me the legend about the desert waterfall."

The Desert Falls, also known as the Treasure House of the Gods and the Great Sand Falls, contains countless treasures. Legend has it that one of the five artifacts of the Lord of Wind and Light is inside.

As long as you obtain this artifact, you can become the lord of all sand people and own the entire desert.

It is difficult to find the waterfall in the desert. This magical landscape always appears and disappears at will. Countless sand people and mercenaries, warriors, rangers, mages, scholars, etc. from other areas spend their lives chasing it. .

In the songs of Qingshui's tribe, all ambitious warriors will go out to find the waterfall when they are young.

Among them, those blessed by the King of Wind and Light will find weapons from the waterfall and become "sons of wind and light", leaving behind stories for future generations to talk about.

However, no one has ever found the legendary artifact, and it is unknown whether it actually exists.

"You can go find this waterfall and use your faith to conquer the sand people." Yang Qinglan said thoughtfully.

Yaochi disagreed with her opinion: "We only have 15 days. Even if we find this waterfall we don't know where, we may not be able to find the artifact. Let her take us to the large tribe of sand people. The safest way is to use violence. "

"What I mean is, while going to the big tribe, we are looking for waterfalls." Yang Qinglan explained.

"That's more or less the same." Yaochi nodded, "In addition, inform the other seven groups to let those who are still in the desert pay attention to this matter. Those who are not in the desert should also collect the legends on this planet before killing people."

She looked at Qing Shui, who was completely in love with her: "Take us to the nearest big tribe."

"yes."

"Please use this skill before I threaten you next time. Don't waste everyone's time and energy. The other party also paid with his life." Li Changzhou sighed at Yaochi's skill.

"Since I met you, I have never used this skill except to kill enemies on the battlefield. This is the first time." Yaochi looked at him with a submissive look.

Li Changzhou stamped his foot: "The old man from the land is Huawei's version."

White smoke rises, and the old man from the land comes out.

"It's amazing." Li Changzhou sighed.

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Southern Line.

The sky is filled with yellow sand, and the sandstorm is nearly a hundred meters high and several thousand meters wide, like a towering and huge wall, crushing a tribe.

Ten players stood in the sandstorm, continuously injecting "power" into the sandbag in the hand of a female player.

The sand people were blown away, crushed to death by the blown-down houses, and more people were buried alive.

When the sandstorm subsided, ten players landed on the sand. Only some rocks were left exposed in the prosperous settlement just now.

"This prop is too laborious to use," the 'Female Sand Painter' threw an elixir into her mouth, "Fortunately it's a desert, otherwise the ten of us wouldn't have been able to cause such a big sandstorm with all our strength."

"Sister Sha," "Draw Your Own Book" is also a female player, "I have found the next tribe."

"There is news from the land. Li Changzhou asked us to pay attention to something called the 'Desert Waterfall' and collect legends." Beside the 'hip-hop girl', the white mist of the land man slowly dissipated.

The 'hip-hop girl' is only 16 years old. Her petite body is wearing a fat black sweater. The denim skirt is covered by the hem of the sweatshirt. She looks like she is not wearing pants. She has purple lips and is blowing bubbles.

"The desert is big——"

A figure stood up from the yellow sand, right behind the 'hip-hop girl'.

"Kill!" He roared, and his elbow, as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, hit the back of the 'street dance girl''s little head like a cannonball.

The sound of cheerful music sounded like it was pounding into the ears.

The figure trying to make a sneak attack danced the Earth Street Dance uncontrollably.

"What did you say?" the 'hip-hop girl' scratched her ears with her slender little fingers and asked the 'female sand painter' amidst the deafening music.

The 'female sand painter' did not speak. Once she made a sound, she would enter the 'atmosphere' and dance to the music.

She manipulated the yellow sand and sketched it into words - this familiar scene reminded her of the life-and-death battle with other players in the desert during the first stage. She used this trick to pretend that the mission was over, and then took the opportunity to kill the other player.

It is written in the desert: If you kill someone, kill him, don't torture him.

"Boo~" The bubbles on the mouth of the 'Hip-hop Girl' exploded, and the head of the hip-hop dancing figure also exploded.

The music stopped abruptly, as if frightened by the sound of his head exploding.

The 'hip-hop girl' wiped the bubbles stuck to her mouth with her fingers: "How can hip-hop be torture? Apologize!"

"I'm sorry." The 'Female Sand Painter' said, "Just do as Li Changzhou said. The next tribe will ask for information before taking action."

"It's so annoying." The 'hip-hop girl' muttered, "But maybe he will still cover me when the time comes, so let's do it."

"I'll send some more people to find the waterfall." 'Draw Your Own Book' took out a pressure-sensitive pen and a digital screen.

With a few swishes, she looked like she was walking out of a notebook in her scantily clad clothes. Pages flew out of the digital screen, floating into the distance like paper.

"Go on." Ten players moved towards the next tribe.

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Southwest Line.

"Don't laugh, Lord, who is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times."

"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken."

Circles of poetry slipped out of the 'poet's' mouth, blessing 'only strength'.

He only had the strength to hold an alloy-forged pillar, which was ten meters long and just thick enough for him to hold.

Sway it gently, and the sand flies out like dumplings; tap it casually, and crush people into pulp.

He raised his arms and rotated the alloy pillar like a brush, transforming into a circular meat grinder with a diameter of ten meters. Countless flesh, flesh and bones appeared to be ground, but in fact they were smashed into pieces.

"Every time Brother Liqi makes a move, I don't want to do it." The 'Taoist' stood far away.

"Amitabha, I only brought one piece of clothing." The 'monk' stood beside him.

"Rough, too rough." The 'martial arts fan' stood beside the two of them.

This time, the four of them were supposed to take action together, while the other six were on guard and retained their "abilities", but Brother Liqi's fighting style prevented them from ending.

"News from the land, Li Changzhou asked us to pay attention to something called the 'Desert Waterfall', and then collect the myths and legends on this planet from the mouths of the indigenous people." One of the players in charge of the alert, 'It's all superstition', came over.

"Brother Liqi, don't kill, keep alive!" the 'Taoist priest' shouted into the battlefield.

"Bang!" Brother Liqi smashed a huge Shatuo beast into pulp, and the last few Sandmen turned into flat shapes together.

"What did you say?" Brother Liqi was scrubbing the bloody and fleshy alloy steel pillars in the sand.

".never mind."

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Eastern Front.

"Why is there not a single ghost in this desert?"

"No one is normal in the desert. Alas, I still want to see what aliens look like and what kind of life they live."

"Now is the intelligence gathering stage. After seven days, everyone will gather together and you can see whatever you want."

They haven't found anyone yet.

Smoke billows from the ground, and the land comes out.

◇

On the southeastern line, Li Changzhou's eight-man group.

‘Soda Cracker’ caught all the Sand Pirates, tied them up with ropes, and dragged them away with the Shatuo Beast.

Each of them has a "sand board" on their feet. They don't look like prisoners, they look like they are surfing.

On the back of Shatuomon, there is a simple shelter made of stone and cloth.

Yang Qinglan took the 'information' from all the sand people, read them one by one, and collected as much information as possible.

"Brother," Li Qianxia flipped through a book casually, "Is there any connection between the 'Lord of Wind and Light' and the 'Lord of Glory'?"

"It would be great if there is a real connection, preferably the same person." Li Changzhou put down one book and picked up another.

"If it's the same person, then we're not in danger - oh! I understand!" Li Qianxia reacted, "If it's really the same person, it proves that the 'Lord of Wind and Light' is dead, but it's not the same person. Maybe the King of Light is still alive!"

"She is indeed my cutest sister." Li Changzhou praised his family, "In fact, even if she is not alone, she is most likely dead."

"Why do you say that?" Yang Qinglan raised her eyes and asked him.

"According to Qingshui, this planet was transformed by the body of the 'Lord of Wind and Light'. If the legend is true, he is basically dead." He told the introduction of his divine body again.

The two nodded, both thinking it was possible.

Yaochi, who was half lying down, put her pretty face next to Li Changzhou, breathed into his ear, and asked in a low voice: "What is the 'Lord of Glory'?"

"stay away from me!"

"Stay away from me is the 'Lord of Radiance'? What a strange thing."