It's just that Song Ling has to control it, lest Song Mo is also blown away.
The spiritual rope tied to Song Ling's body broke at some point. Looking back at the way he came, he couldn't see the swamp at the beginning.
It's like a traveler lost in the desert.
Fortunately, travelers also have compasses.
'Compass' Song Mo was running in the flying sand with a spiritual rope as thick as his wrist in his mouth. He couldn't see the direction clearly, but his innate intuition could help him calibrate and find the right path.
There are indeed places where the wind cannot blow.
Song Ling, who had eaten a mouth full of sand, accidentally walked to the back of a small slope. A few dozen meters away from her, Song Mo was squatting.
The slope was not high, and Song Ling could squeeze in while squatting down. At this moment, Song Ling discovered that the wind outside seemed to be blowing around this area.
"What's going on?" Song Ling raised her hand to wave and asked in her heart.
Song Mo shook his head and replied: "I don't know. I should have walked far away, but when I turned around, I saw you coming. You have a better sense of direction than me."
"I thought you were the one who led me here." Song Ling climbed on the slope and wanted to look around to see what was going on around him, but when he was distracted, his hair was blown all over his face.
"I remembered something." Song Mo said.
"ah?"
Song Mo's tail shook, brushing away all the sand, and then continued: "This section of the road is called Don't Look Back. There is a wind cave every hundred miles. The wind cave can block the wind and sand. Where we are now
It’s the Wind Cave.”
"Then what?" Song Ling asked.
It was estimated just now that Song Mo had already arrived at Feng Cave, so Song Ling could reach here even though he was walking around.
"Then... let's wait for a stick of incense. After one stick of incense, the wind should stop." Song Mo said uncertainly.
So, one person and one beast, with big eyes and small eyes, really waited for a stick of incense.
And sure enough the wind stopped.
"rush."
Song Ling picked up Song Mo and ran forward.
If the eyesight is not enough, let Song Mo do it.
According to Song Mo's memory, after arriving at the Feng Cave, Song Ling only had half an hour. During this half hour, Song Ling could not use his spiritual power, but he still had to run at least a hundred miles, and in the dark
In an environment where direction cannot be determined.
"left!"
"Yes, keep going."
"Turn right."
Song Ling was like a blind man, just running in the direction Song Mo shouted.
But even though Song Ling had run as hard as he could, he still couldn't reach the wind cave within the set time. Seeing the strong wind rising around him again, Song Ling gritted his teeth, simply rounded his arms, and threw Song Mo directly.
.
Bo!
Song Mo landed smoothly and plunged deeply into the sand.
The next second, the wind blew violently.
Song Ling, who was blind just now, became a kite and was swept up into the air. If Song Mo at the other end was not still in the soil, Song Ling would have flown back to the edge of the swamp.
"Hold on." Song Mo arched and arched in the sand, trying to squirm forward, "I'm still a little far away."
Song Ling said nothing.
She simply closed her eyes and let herself drift in the wind.
It can't come down anyway.
After floating in the sky for about a cup of tea, Song Ling opened her eyes and looked down, and saw a furry head suddenly popping up from the sand. After unremitting efforts, Song Mo finally found a way and successfully hid.
Arriving at the Wind Cave.
If one station enters the wind cave, the rest will be easy to handle.
Song Mo turned around and bit the spiritual power rope, and pulled back with a groan. After pulling for a long time, Song Ling was dragged to the ground.
The wind didn't stop at this moment, howling and blowing, blowing wildly.
The exhausted Song Ling collapsed on the ground and tilted her head to observe the direction of the wind. After thinking for a long time, she decided that Song Mo would carry her to the next wind cave later.
Of course Song Mo agreed wholeheartedly.
Song Mo never refused Song Ling's request.
Facts have proved that the advantage of four legs is more obvious than that of two legs, and because of Song Ling's contribution of physical strength, Song Mo doesn't even need to rest, he just needs to run forward at full speed. As a result, the seemingly long and rugged desert
It became easy and simple. It took almost three hours for one person and one animal to successfully travel and reach the place of no return.
"This is the most difficult place." Song Mo said.
Song Ling leaned against him, panting and fanning herself, while her eyes began to look at Buguiyuan, who was only ten steps away from her.
As far as the eye can see, this place is no different from the grasslands in the secular world, with green grass, wild flowers, and fluttering butterflies. If you take a few deep breaths, you can even smell the fresh grass fragrance and light earth fragrance.
Anyone who lets down their guard because of this will probably die here soon.
Song Mo waved his tail in front of Song Ling, and his appearance brushed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was the original scenery. There were huge blue-purple thorns and black ones everywhere.
Spiked grasses were scattered among the thorns, and there was a red light flashing under the grass, which was obviously hiding some beast.
"What should I do?" Song Ling sighed.
The swamps and deserts have exhausted her energy. Now that she sees no return, she just wants to lie down, lie down.
"Buguiyuan is actually connected to Jiuyou." Song Mo explained.
so?
Song Ling yawned, tilted her head and continued: "I don't have many acquaintances in Jiuyou, and of course I have no friends."
"No, this is different." Song Mo tidied the hair on the back of his neck and said slowly: "The Plain of No Return is full of messy monsters. If these unintelligent things break into Jiuyou, what will happen to them?"
It’s enough to give Zhuanxu Ling a headache.”
In other words, this must be used to blackmail Zhuanxu Ling.
After Song Mo's guidance, Song Ling successfully found the one-way restriction on the No Return Plateau, pulled out a piece of hair, tied a ring on it, and hung it above the restriction.
Even without Song Ling stepping on it himself, Zhuanxu Ling in Jiuyou immediately noticed that the restriction had been touched and smelled a familiar smell. When he angrily followed the smell and passed through the restriction and reached the original place of no return, he still
Without opening a word, they were tied together by the thorns growing on the No Return Plain.
Realizing that he had tied up the wrong person, Jingji hurriedly let go of Zhuanxu Ling, turned into a human again, and knelt on the ground to apologize to Zhuanxu Ling.
"Please forgive me, Lord."
The banshee with long grass-green hair has a graceful figure, her skin is dark gray, and her face is covered with mottled thorn patterns.
As for Song Ling, she quickly retreated when the thorns moved, so she was not caught. At this moment, she was standing on the edge of the desert where the wind and sand had stopped, smiling and confident.
"What are you doing for fun?" Zhuan Xuling straightened his robes with a dark face and raised his head to ask Song Ling.
"Save people." Song Ling spread her hands, twirled the Qianjing bottle hanging around her neck with her fingertips, and said, "Excuse me, Lord, how was the little girl I sent to Jiuyou that day? She went to the prison.