The heat made everything Song Ling saw extremely distorted.
windy.
But it was a scorching hot wind that had no soothing effect at all.
After standing for a long time, Song Ling's feet in the sand started to sting, forcing her to jump a few times to prevent herself from staying in one place.
"This is an illusion." Song Mo squatted on Song Ling's shoulder and reminded him.
It has now lost the illusion of white fur and has returned to its original animal body, but it is still very small. It can even take a few steps while standing on Song Ling's shoulders.
"I know it's an illusion." Song Ling walked quickly for a few steps, then squatted down, scooped up a handful of sand under his feet, stood up and continued walking, "But it's a very real illusion."
The sand is hot.
It flowed away sparsely from Song Ling's fingertips.
Song Mo yawned, lay down with his tail hanging down, and replied: "No matter how real the illusion is, it is just an illusion. The actual location you are in should still be the peach blossom forest. Let's look for it. If you are like this, you will probably be there soon." Just find the formation and go out."
Actually, what Song Mo wants to say is, I can help you.
But when it thought of being rejected by Song Ling all the time, it simply stopped saying that.
"If the formation is so easy to find, this Monument Village can't be considered a paradise." Song Ling walked in the sea of sand with one foot deep and one foot shallow, frowning slightly, "Half of what I just told Jingye... was false. , you’d better not believe it.”
What is fake?
Being able to go out is a lie.
Once you enter the Lu Tian Wuwei Formation, there are only two ways.
Either you will be trapped in the formation forever, or you will find the eye of the formation and break through the formation to enter Monument Village.
But in such a depressing way, when Song Ling really didn't want to set off, she said she'd better try her best to get good luck.
The sun above our heads is really hot.
Song Ling had just walked less than a hundred meters, and the robe on her body was already soaked with water. Her exposed skin felt like it had been burned by fire, and was red in large areas.
As time went by, Song Ling's speed began to slow down.
The scenery before her eyes became blurry.
This was not because Song Ling was tired, it was just that she was sweating so much that it made her eyes blurry.
"It won't be long before I die of dehydration." Song Ling murmured to herself.
Song Mo covered Song Ling's head with his long tail and said, "As long as you ask me, I will definitely help you. Didn't I help you before? When I beat Kang Yu, if I hadn't..."
Song Ling Xin grabbed Song Mo and put it directly on his head.
"What am I asking you for? Don't think that I don't know what benefits you have gained from me." She continued to move forward feebly, even her words of blame were weak, "I tolerate you because I can't do anything to you, but please don't Think I’m a fool.”
Once Song Ling is really in trouble and relies on Song Mo, what if Song Mo leaves in the future?
To put it bluntly, for now, Song Ling only briefly asked him for help, which would inadvertently reverse the host and guest status of the two. This is not sensational, but is related to the subordinate relationship between the sojourn and the subject.
In fact, the current Song Mo cannot break away from Song Ling freely and appear in front of people in the form of a beast. The reason why it can be done is because Song Ling acquiesces to its emergence as a subject.
If Song Ling starts to rely on Song Mo's help, even if it is just a request, Song Mo will have the right to come and go freely from then on.
You can't open this mouth.
Song Ling, who understood this, had no intention of borrowing Song Mo's help from beginning to end.
"..."
Song Mo moved his stomach guiltily and opened his scales to cover Song Ling a little more.
"If you want to continue to take advantage, then just stay here." Song Ling raised her eyes and glanced at the towering sand dunes in the distance, and said, "What I want to do and how I do it have nothing to do with you. All you can do is
Please pray that I live, otherwise this third of your spirit body will perish with me."
After threatening Song Mo, Song Ling drooped her head and quickened her pace.
It would be great if she could control the clouds and rain in the sky. Song Ling took the time to think about it. At least it wouldn't be so hot. She wouldn't be exhausted before she died of heat. But she couldn't use her spiritual power, otherwise the Lu Tian Wuwei Formation might change at any time.
Fantasy.
Change is definitely a change for the worse.
wrong……
Song Ling had a sudden thought, even if it changed, could it still be worse than the illusion of only the scorching desert sun in front of her?
After saying so, Song Ling immediately pinched the broken spiritual bone fragments, causing the tiny spiritual power in the spiritual bone fragments to slowly flow into her body. Then, she flicked her fingers upwards, opened and closed her chapped lips, and silently recited the water-bending spell.
.
The sweet and refreshing spring flowed into her mouth.
When all this happened, the scorching sun above Song Ling's head, the heat wave in front of his eyes, and the yellow sand beneath his feet all faded away in an instant.
Instead, there was a vast ocean.
Gudong.
Song Ling, who wanted to drink water just now, fell into the sea, and was full in the blink of an eye. The seabirds that sometimes soared and sometimes glided flew past Song Ling's cheeks, and the fishy smell of the sea squeezed out the burning sensation and filled her up.
It touched Song Ling's mouth and nose.
Song Mo fluttered a few times and quickly grabbed Song Ling's robe to climb up, fearing that he would fall into the water.
"What, you're afraid of water?" Song Ling turned her head and looked at Song Mo, and said in a relaxed tone: "So the king of monsters in South Town is actually afraid of water? Such a weakness is not good."
"What's wrong with being afraid of water? There's no shame in being afraid of water." Song Mo, who climbed back on Song Ling's head, snorted a few times, shook his body and shook the seawater off his scales, and said, "Also, water is not scary, it's scary
It’s something under the water.”
As soon as these words came out.
Song Ling immediately let go of her hands and swam.
Fortunately, the coastline was not far away, and it only took Song Ling about half an hour to reach the shore. And just after landing, she turned around and saw black and purple tentacles surging under the water.
"Monster?" Song Ling took a closer look curiously, but did not sense the aura of the monster. "Or is it an illusion?"
"Spirit beast?" Song Mo shrank back and cautiously raised his head.
Song Ling stabilized it with his hand, and at the same time reached out to reach the bottom of the water, took a handful of water, sniffed it, and guessed: "It's probably not a spiritual beast, it's probably the remnant of some kind of consciousness."
"That's also the remnant of the spirit beast's consciousness." Song Mo added.
Wow.
The waves hit Song Ling's face.
A tiny octopus, only as big as a thumb, jumped out of the water.
The black and purple octopus spun twice in mid-air, with seven or eight tentacles flying randomly for a few times before disappearing with a snap.
Song Ling rubbed her eyes and said in disbelief: "If this were not an illusion, I would stand on my head and drink the sea water right now!"
Song Mo was also a little surprised. He wiped his face with his paw and muttered: "Indeed... it seems to be an illusion. The thing that came out just now did not have any spiritual power fluctuations or the aura of a monster. It appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air. Except for
As far as we both could see, there were no other traces left."