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Chapter 568

Yi Shuihan said: "I will give you my life in exchange for a favor. When you see my sister in the future, please protect her."

Zu Motian's body was reduced to ashes in the Green Lotus Divine Fire. The small fire absorbed enough power of thunder and lightning and returned to its peak state. A small ball of green flames, crystal clear, like a pool of transparent green liquid, emitted

The intense heat caused not a single blade of grass to grow within a hundred miles.

Prince Zongzheng looked up at the incomparably holy figure and let out a long sigh. Thinking back to the time when he first met that little girl who was not as good as him, now...it's okay if he doesn't want to.

A young god was born in Canglong Continent, and everyone was happy.

Fortunately, everything was arranged in time. Even if there are some regrets, life has never been perfect since ancient times.

So...don't cry.

Tianheng Continent.

The Great Northern Desert.

The climate here is unpredictable and inaccessible. Even monks with magic skills are intimidated.

Feng Xiaoqiang opened her eyes and saw a vast expanse of yellow sand. Half of her body was buried in the hot yellow sand, and her whole body hurt as if it had been roasted by fire.

Her throat was so dry that it smoked. When she moved a little, the sand on her head fell down like rain. When she opened her mouth, the sand poured into her mouth.

Pooh!

What the hell is this place?

As soon as she thought about it, Feng Xiaoqiang felt a splitting headache. The pain made her eyes go black.

At this time, she didn't know that it was the sequelae caused by her excessive use of spiritual energy after repairing the sky and then building the fairy island.

She crawled out of the yellow sand and threw the sand off her body. She looked around and saw yellow sand, but no sign of life could be seen.

Feng Xiaoqiang's heart couldn't help but sink. His body subconsciously sensed the spiritual power and soul power around him.

No.

This is an ordinary, desolate world. Without the mysterious power that drives spells, and without water or food, how can an ordinary person survive in the boundless desert?

Yes, Feng Xiaoqiang is no different from ordinary people now. He can't fly in the air, and he can't open his personal space.

The saddest thing is that my mind is so dizzy. I don't know who I am for a while, let alone why I am here.

Just thinking about it makes my head hurt like it's exploding.

The sun above our heads was so hot that it seemed like people would be cooked if they stood still, so Feng Xiaoqiang started to run.

Rolling heat waves surrounded her. The whole figure looked like she was walking in a huge steam oven.

Water! Water!

What Feng Xiaoqiang longed for most was water. She changed from trotting at the beginning to walking step by step. Even the air she breathed burned her throat, and she did not dare to exercise strenuously.

She didn't know how long she walked, but she finally climbed up a high hill, and all she could see was still the same yellow sand.

However, Feng Xiaoqiang's nose moved. Her sensitive nose smelled a hint of cool life in the air, which was the smell of green plants.

That’s right! It’s the unique scent of plants.

Although she didn't know what kind of plants emitted this faint scent, the presence of plants showed that there were signs of life in the desert.

The body subconsciously walked in this direction. From the sun high in the sky to the sun setting in the west, Feng Xiaoqiang's legs felt as heavy as lead.

If it weren't for the fact that as dusk approached and a cool wind blew away the heat, she would have collapsed long ago.

Just when Feng Xiaoqiang panted heavily and stopped to rest, looking at the desert that seemed to never end, feeling desperate, a black spot broke into her sight.

Feng Xiaoqiang instantly regained his energy, his legs suddenly gained strength, and he ran towards the black spot with all his strength.

A man dressed in black was lying quietly on the sand, holding a heavy sword in his hand. This man refused to let go of the weapon in his hand even if he was unconscious, which showed that he was a very defensive person.
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