Chapter 60 Castle in the Desert 2

Qiao Yun is also a headache for such many mysteries, and now he doesn't care about the secrets in the family's skills. Now his father doesn't know whether he is alive or dead? According to the family's calculation, Qiao's ancestor should have died for thousands of years? Why did he deliberately write the word 'Joe's ancestor' before his father disappeared?

" boss, are you all right?" When he saw Qiao Yun, who was worried, the black mandarin blinked his dark little eyes twice and hurriedly asked.

"Well, forget it, even the matter of the death of the Jedi has not been clarified yet, and it is useless to think about other things. Now we can only take one step at a time. Qiao Yun was astonished as if he were experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

The black roach turned its head and looked roughly around the vast desert and hurriedly asked; "by the way, boss, I remember that when I hadn't come to the black field, the old man once told you that this desert was a little unusual? It is said that 5,000 years ago, this desert was originally a huge city. Somehow the city turned into a vast desert overnight, and the people in the city disappeared inexplicably..."

When the black mandarin said this, Qiao Yun also recalled what the old man said. If it was really like the old man, this desert was indeed a little strange. Qiao Yun said in a low voice, "This desert may be a little strange... Black tach, we have to be careful if we want to practice in this desert for nearly a month.

For whether the desert is strange or not, Qiao Yun is not sure whether this desert is strange or not, so he has to be careful.

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In the hot sun, the hot air waves can be observed with the naked eye. The wind blows, setting off layers of sand waves and dust...

A young man in green robe sits cross-legged on the yellow sand like a rock, covering his whole body with hot yellow sand, looking like a sculpture piled up with yellow sand, and next to him stands a dilapidated big broken knife...

Suddenly, the sculpture-like body suddenly shook, and the yellow sand on his body was patted all over the sky. He opened his dark eyes and shot two sharp fine light and looked straight at the ground not far away. The two palms stained with yellow sand tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were bulging. He shouted loudly at the throat and lifted Xuantian. The broken knife was inserted into the place where he was just staring.

"Hiss~~~" extremely sad screams came from the yellow sand. When Xuantian's broken knife stood on the ground, the hot yellow sand burst around, and a hot blood spewed out of the ground, and the yellow sand was rendered red by blood.

There was a sneer on his slightly mature face. Qiao Yun pulled out Xuantian's broken knife, wiped the blood on his body with his hand, put his blood-stained hands on his lips, licked bloodthirstyly and licked the blood, as if talking to himself; "I don't know whether I live or die, how dare to hit my idea."

Speaking of this, Qiao Yun put Xuantian's broken knife on the ground and glanced at the lifeless warcraft. This kind of warcraft is called iron pangolin, which is a fourth-order warcraft. Its scale armor is also extremely hard, and even ordinary weapons are difficult to hurt half of it. Naturally, it can easily resist the hot yellow sand. It is mainly meat, and its adaptability is also extremely high. Generally, it is lurking in the ground, which is difficult for people to detect. Naturally, it can easily catch food. Unexpectedly, this iron-loving pangolin actually regarded Qiao Yun as food, which should be unlucky.

After collecting Xuantian's broken knife, Qiao Yun walked in the desert step by step.

After five days in the desert, the green robe on his body was so dilapid that he could not wear it. In desperation, Qiao Yun had to ** on his upper body. Under the smoke of the hot air, his originally slightly white skin had become bronze and his long hair was disheveled.

Qiao Yun practiced fire skills. Not only was he not affected much in this desert, but also made the fighting spirit in his body stronger and more active. He faintly sensed the strength that had reached about the sixth level from the sixth level.

The Warcraft I met in the desert is no less than the sunset mountains. Although I haven't met the eighth-level peak Warcraft, I also met a lot of fifth-order or sixth-order Warcraft, which has also become a stepping stone for Qiao Yun to improve his strength.

At this time, Qiao Yun stood on a moment of dry trees and looked up at the sky in the distance. His originally calm face was stunned. He looked at the distance with horror and said in surprise, "Well, there is actually an abandoned castle in this desert? Has anyone lived in such a harsh desert before?

" boss, let's go there quickly. I felt a familiar atmosphere in the castle, which seemed to be left by my father and mother..." Before he finished speaking, the black mandarin on Qiao Yun's shoulder seemed to be a little sad. His dark little eyes burst into tears, and Qiao Yun ran to the distant castle.

"Well, did your father and mother stay?" Qiao Yun was stunned and hurriedly followed.

From a distance, the dilapidated castle is like a pile of yellow sand, full of cracks and broken walls...

As soon as he arrived at the castle, a chill suddenly rose in Qiao Yun's heart. He could faintly sense that there seemed to be a fierce foreign body in the castle, but the black phew had rushed into the castle. In desperation, Qiao Yun had no choice but to enter the castle.

There is a dark and bright human skeleton hanging at the main entrance of the city, with a golden dragonfly in the chest, and only the right gate is left. The right gate is covered with a dilapidated axe, and the whole gate is full of spider web-like cracks.

Qiao Yun walked to the gate and looked up slightly at the human skeleton hanging on the wall. The human skeleton emitted a terrible evil spirit, which made him feel a sense of discomfort.

Qiao Yun was also extremely curious about the matter of this castle. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the axe handle of the old axe. When he first grabbed the handle of the axe, Qiao Yun only felt a strong evil spirit rushing into his body to erode the meridians. Fortunately, the seal in his body hurriedly intercepted the evil spirit to erode the meridians, so that he was lucky not to be destroyed. Air erosion.

The dazzling golden light in the body forced out the evil spirit in Qiao Yun's body, such as the energy of the water wave spreading around, and the dilapidated axe and the city gate immediately turned into a pile of yellow sand and piled up on the ground.

"Er, in order to smash it?" The golden light in his body dissipated, and Qiao Yun looked at the pile of yellow sand in horror.

There seemed to be some danger in the castle, and Qiao Yun rushed over without hesitation for a moment. Entering the gate, I saw that there were no houses in the castle except a dilapidated palace, and only a pile of messy small earth bags. Obviously, the houses had been turned into piles of yellow sand.

"This seems to be my father's stuff? What the hell is going on? Who am I? Why did it become like this?" At this moment, Qiao Yun's heart sounded like excitement and sadness, which was obviously a black mandarin.

"Black loach, what the hell is going on? Are you in this palace?" When he heard the sound of the black dove, Qiao Yun hurriedly asked.

" boss, this is my father's life, this is my father's life." There was a very sad voice of the black mandarin.

"What did your father do before his death?" Qiao Yun's eyes lit up. Over the past few years, he has been confused about the life of the black man, and now he may be able to unlock the life of the black man.

"Black manga, don't be sad, the boss will come right away." Qiao Yun walked quickly to the castle.

Entering the palace, Qiao Yun didn't care about looking around. He saw the black mandarin sitting next to a pile of skeletons, holding a divine wood with colorful light in his two small hands and paws. Crystal tears rolled down and said sadly, "Wow, boss, my father died and my mother died, and now I am the only one left. I'm the only one. Of...”

Seeing the sadness of the black mandarin, Qiao Yun's heart also felt sad and quickly comforted him: "Black roe, don't be sad. Although your father and mother are not by your side, there is also me and the boss. I am your relative..."

After sobbing for a moment, the black loach held the colorful divine wood in his arms, stood up like a humane, forced tears, and said, "My father and mother died at the hands of the wicked. I, the black loach can't go away like this. The black loach must avenge his father and mother."