133. Death turns into a grand rain of blood
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"This is
Ling Xiaotu let go of Xuanyuan Xuantian's hand, and was instantly brought to stand in front of a piece of yellow sand. It was indeed the hinterland of the desert!
Although Ling Xiaotu himself has seen a lot of desert-related topics on TV records, here there is yellow sand everywhere, and it is so quiet that it feels lonely.
This is a desert
The yellow sand is almost black brown, and there are no plants in the endless yellow sand. The yellow sand spreads to the end of the sky, where you can clearly see the horizon ahead.
This is a scenery that is hard to see in a busy city. If you are in the mood of relaxing and traveling, it is really not bad.
The sun above seemed to be shrouded by something, and it was so foggy that I couldn't see clearly. However, this did not affect its irradiation power at all. After standing for a long time, my lips were dry and my skin was painful.
A gust of wind blew by, raising waves of sand and rustling underfoot.
"Are you here already?"
Ling Xiaotu squatted down, grabbed a handful of dust, felt it rubbing against his fingertips, and then let it slowly disperse in the wind.
"Why do you feel so weird?"
She murmured that the end of the sky showed a strange purple-red color, which became darker as it went to the ground, until it was connected to the earth, as if a giant red curtain was about to rise.
Ling Xiaotu turned to look at Xuanyuan Xuantian again and found that he was standing still slowly.
Xuanyuan Xuantian didn't take into account Ling Xiaotu's curiosity at all. From the moment he flew here, he was planning how to deal with these dirty and low-level monsters!
This kind of desert weather is really annoying. The yellow sand blown up is flying freely in the air, and the mysophobic Xuanyuan Xuantian is going crazy.
Carefully observe Xuanyuan Xuantian's various expressions of frown, boredom, and anger.
Chapter completed!