Chapter 752
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"It's more weird than the rumor, but if you want to get something from that man, how can you not take some risks. The key is that there is another big enemy next to him, so he doesn't dare to let go“
Thunder demon is secretly angry, suddenly the heart has a feeling, look at a glance, but see wind demon Mojie is looking towards this side.
"Mo Jie, what do you mean by your eyes? Do you still want to fight with me under such circumstances?" Thunder demon eyes a MI, light say.
"Hum, I'll settle with you after I kill my son“ After the wind demon grins coldly, he turns his head to ignore him.
"Needless to say, when you and I reach the level of cultivation, what is a mere heir. Since you and I have this chance to come to this strange desert, how about joining hands for a while“ Thunder demon hey hey after a, suddenly the words front a turn to say.
"Together, how? Can you really rest assured that I agree“ There was a twinkle in his eyes, but there was a trace of sarcasm on his face.
"You and I know all about this strange rumor. Since we have come here, we have no plan to return empty handed. I believe brother Mojie is the same. If Taoist friends are willing to join hands, what's wrong with lie? " After hearing this, he felt relieved and said with a relaxed look:
However, after hearing these words, mokirti was silent for a while, and his mind changed rapidly.
In fact, not a few people know the name of Guimo in Nanman.
It seems that the black desert is a moving space secret, which has appeared many times in the southern barbarians.
However, it was a rumor thousands of years ago that the name of Guimo spread all over Nanman.
At that time, it is said that someone broke into the desert and picked up a personal treasure of the former leader of Nanhuang and the puppet emperor of Nanhuang at the edge, and brought it out safely.
As soon as the story spread, it caused great waves in the southern wasteland. The whole southern friars were shocked by it. At the same time, they involved all the major forces. After hundreds of years of blood and blood, it gradually subsided.
However, after this event, although there are countless people around to trace the whereabouts of Guimo, but its trace has always been a mystery.
It often takes decades or even hundreds of years for this strange desert to appear once, and its position is erratic, and it will disappear in a very short time.
Sometimes it's clear that the major forces have got the news, but when they send people to rush there, the desert disappears strangely.
Therefore, for thousands of years, few high-level friars have ever really entered the desert.
Even if there are a few monks who can enter the strange desert, there is no other one who can get out of it except the lucky one with the treasure at the beginning.
So some people say that Guimo is a Jedi.
However, the only lucky one was killed by others earlier, so the real situation in the strange desert has been unknown all these years.
But almost all the forces believe that it must have something to do with the Nanhuang puppet emperor who disappeared suddenly tens of thousands of years ago, and it is most likely the last place for him to sit and inherit.
However, since it involves the remains of Nanhuang puppet emperor, even if it's dangerous, the successors will still flock to it. Even if the two demons of wind and thunder meet, they can't resist the temptation.
"It's OK to join hands for the time being, but it's only limited to getting out of trouble here. As for whether we can find the remains of Nanhuang puppet emperor in the future, it depends on our respective opportunities." After a long time, Mo Jie said with a long breath.
"Well, the friend of mokirti is really a cheerful person, so it's a deal“ Strong earthquake day see wind demon agree, immediately look up to the sky said with laughter.
However, both of them knew that the covenant had no binding force at all. When the relics were found, it was likely that they would turn over.
It is said that although they are extremely dangerous in the strange desert, they don't pay much attention to it.
After all, the monks who came here before are said to have the highest accomplishments only in the realm of true alchemy.
"It seems that the sandstorm will not subside until some time. You and I should take advantage of this time to recover our mana, and then break out together“ Strong earthquake day looking at the storm all over the sky outside, propose a way.
"Well“ Mokirti nodded and accepted the idea.
Then they tacitly took the elixir of restoring mana, and each found a corner to meditate.
……
Outside shaman City, an oasis inhabited by sand people, there will be a dust storm from time to time, but no matter how big the storm is, it will dissipate automatically or make a detour around the oasis.
An ordinary looking young man in grey robes walked out of Shaman city slowly, looked around, and then walked to a nearby sand dune and sat on his knees.
It was Liu Ming who entered the black desert by mistake.
In the twinkling of an eye, he has been in this oasis for half a month, and he has learned a lot about the situation here.
Especially after reading a manuscript left by a southern monk who used to live here, the origin of this strange desert and the rumors about it gradually became clear in Liu Ming's mind.
It was not surprising that he had never heard of strange rumors before.
Although Liu Ming had been in Nanhuang for some time, most of them were engaged in alchemy and cultivation. He didn't have much time to contact people. How could he inquire about these rumors.
Even now, Liu Ming doesn't care much about the so-called ruins of the South wasteland puppet emperor. His main concern is how to get out of here.
After all, the southern puppet emperor was a man of great power. Even if some things were left here, it was not just a monk Huajing who could touch them. Any prohibition left could easily kill them.
According to what he has heard and witnessed these days, these Sha people seem to have a lot of connections with the southern desert puppet emperor. Both inside and outside the story, they respect the tongxuan power that fell tens of thousands of years ago.
Unfortunately, no matter how specific the news is, it is not convenient to ask in detail.
Liu Ming after some thought, hands a pinch Jue, closed his eyes, into the settled.
After a while, he opened his eyes and sighed.
What the Sha people say is right. The vitality of heaven and earth here is extremely thin. It is not suitable for foreign monks to practice.
With their special constitution, the Sha people here can directly absorb the vitality from the deep underground for cultivation. However, for foreign monks, the speed of absorption has dropped by more than 100 times, which is just a drop in the bucket. Even after a long time, their own mana will slowly dissipate, leading to the real fall of the realm.
Fortunately, he still has some Yun Ling Dan and Jin Yuan Dan in his body. I don't have to worry about it in a short time. But as the elder of Sha nationality said, if he stayed here for several years, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Since it's so difficult to cultivate here, Liu Ming naturally is lazy to do useless things. He simply lies on his back on the sand dune and looks up at the yellow sky. He is in a daze.
Since he stepped into the cultivation world, what he thought in his heart has never left the word "cultivation". After so many years, he is really tired.
In front of him, the desert was dark and the sky was dark and yellow. There was no scenery, but it was a rare spectacle in Liu Ming's eyes.
The boundless black desert, vast and boundless, looks extremely spectacular against the dim yellow sky!
Such a scene makes people suddenly feel lonely and pathetic.
Liu Ming was stunned to see for a while, the mood unexpectedly some ethereal rise.
I don't know how long later, he suddenly moved in his heart, turned one hand, and suddenly there was a silver ore in his hand.
Whoa!
In vain, Liu Ming ignited a red flame, wrapped the ore in it, and instantly melted into a silver liquid.
With the other hand, the liquid solidifies and turns into a silver flute about two feet long.
There is a trace of memory in Liu Ming's eyes, and he puts silver Xiao to his mouth to play.
A quiet sound of Xiao slowly played, like the rising clouds in general, ethereal and long.
For a while, the sound of Xiao is graceful and sad, for a while, it is sad and high pitched, for a while, it is as low as silk, which makes people feel at a loss.
He learned this flute skill from a prisoner who was proficient in it when he was young in fierce island. Although it was the first time he had time to play it again since he set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, it was still very different from before.
With his thoughts in his heart, the flute involuntarily contains a touch of homesickness, and the tone is more and more low and graceful.
Just at this moment, a girl in a snow-white dress and a white veil appeared quietly not far behind Liu Ming. It was the girl of Sha nationality who had previously noticed the smell of crystal.
At this moment, the girl stands with pretty feet, her snow-white lotus arms crossed on her back, her beautiful eyes exposed, and the Mid Autumn Festival water is flowing, looking at the grey robed youth on the small sand dunes.
From time to time, the gentle breeze blowing from the distance lifted the transparent white yarn slightly, revealing one of the world-renowned faces that could be broken by blowing. At the same time, it raised a touch of black dust. Against the background of the melodious sound of Xiao, it seemed that the blowing on the face was also soft.
But Liu Ming, as if not aware of the general, Wu from the mouth of the silver flute, as if at this moment, between heaven and earth, only the hands of this flute, nothing else.
And the girl also so quietly stood, motionless listening to the flute, eyes gradually blurred up.
Time seems to be still at this moment.
Flying smoke in the desert, lonely sand dunes, men playing flute in the air, young girls listening quietly, all of these outline a sad and desolate picture, with a sense of elegance and ethereal.
At the end of the song, the sound of the flute gradually lowered and finally turned into nothingness.
"The girl has been here for a long time. What's the matter?" Liu Ming gently put down the silver flute in his hand, stood up from the gravel, and then asked calmly.
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"It's more weird than the rumor, but if you want to get something from that man, how can you not take some risks. The key is that there is another big enemy next to him, so he doesn't dare to let go“
Thunder demon is secretly angry, suddenly the heart has a feeling, look at a glance, but see wind demon Mojie is looking towards this side.
"Mo Jie, what do you mean by your eyes? Do you still want to fight with me under such circumstances?" Thunder demon eyes a MI, light say.
"Hum, I'll settle with you after I kill my son“ After the wind demon grins coldly, he turns his head to ignore him.
"Needless to say, when you and I reach the level of cultivation, what is a mere heir. Since you and I have this chance to come to this strange desert, how about joining hands for a while“ Thunder demon hey hey after a, suddenly the words front a turn to say.
"Together, how? Can you really rest assured that I agree“ There was a twinkle in his eyes, but there was a trace of sarcasm on his face.
"You and I know all about this strange rumor. Since we have come here, we have no plan to return empty handed. I believe brother Mojie is the same. If Taoist friends are willing to join hands, what's wrong with lie? " After hearing this, he felt relieved and said with a relaxed look:
However, after hearing these words, mokirti was silent for a while, and his mind changed rapidly.
In fact, not a few people know the name of Guimo in Nanman.
It seems that the black desert is a moving space secret, which has appeared many times in the southern barbarians.
However, it was a rumor thousands of years ago that the name of Guimo spread all over Nanman.
At that time, it is said that someone broke into the desert and picked up a personal treasure of the former leader of Nanhuang and the puppet emperor of Nanhuang at the edge, and brought it out safely.
As soon as the story spread, it caused great waves in the southern wasteland. The whole southern friars were shocked by it. At the same time, they involved all the major forces. After hundreds of years of blood and blood, it gradually subsided.
However, after this event, although there are countless people around to trace the whereabouts of Guimo, but its trace has always been a mystery.
It often takes decades or even hundreds of years for this strange desert to appear once, and its position is erratic, and it will disappear in a very short time.
Sometimes it's clear that the major forces have got the news, but when they send people to rush there, the desert disappears strangely.
Therefore, for thousands of years, few high-level friars have ever really entered the desert.
Even if there are a few monks who can enter the strange desert, there is no other one who can get out of it except the lucky one with the treasure at the beginning.
So some people say that Guimo is a Jedi.
However, the only lucky one was killed by others earlier, so the real situation in the strange desert has been unknown all these years.
But almost all the forces believe that it must have something to do with the Nanhuang puppet emperor who disappeared suddenly tens of thousands of years ago, and it is most likely the last place for him to sit and inherit.
However, since it involves the remains of Nanhuang puppet emperor, even if it's dangerous, the successors will still flock to it. Even if the two demons of wind and thunder meet, they can't resist the temptation.
"It's OK to join hands for the time being, but it's only limited to getting out of trouble here. As for whether we can find the remains of Nanhuang puppet emperor in the future, it depends on our respective opportunities." After a long time, Mo Jie said with a long breath.
"Well, the friend of mokirti is really a cheerful person, so it's a deal“ Strong earthquake day see wind demon agree, immediately look up to the sky said with laughter.
However, both of them knew that the covenant had no binding force at all. When the relics were found, it was likely that they would turn over.
It is said that although they are extremely dangerous in the strange desert, they don't pay much attention to it.
After all, the monks who came here before are said to have the highest accomplishments only in the realm of true alchemy.
"It seems that the sandstorm will not subside until some time. You and I should take advantage of this time to recover our mana, and then break out together“ Strong earthquake day looking at the storm all over the sky outside, propose a way.
"Well“ Mokirti nodded and accepted the idea.
Then they tacitly took the elixir of restoring mana, and each found a corner to meditate.
……
Outside shaman City, an oasis inhabited by sand people, there will be a dust storm from time to time, but no matter how big the storm is, it will dissipate automatically or make a detour around the oasis.
An ordinary looking young man in grey robes walked out of Shaman city slowly, looked around, and then walked to a nearby sand dune and sat on his knees.
It was Liu Ming who entered the black desert by mistake.
In the twinkling of an eye, he has been in this oasis for half a month, and he has learned a lot about the situation here.
Especially after reading a manuscript left by a southern monk who used to live here, the origin of this strange desert and the rumors about it gradually became clear in Liu Ming's mind.
It was not surprising that he had never heard of strange rumors before.
Although Liu Ming had been in Nanhuang for some time, most of them were engaged in alchemy and cultivation. He didn't have much time to contact people. How could he inquire about these rumors.
Even now, Liu Ming doesn't care much about the so-called ruins of the South wasteland puppet emperor. His main concern is how to get out of here.
After all, the southern puppet emperor was a man of great power. Even if some things were left here, it was not just a monk Huajing who could touch them. Any prohibition left could easily kill them.
According to what he has heard and witnessed these days, these Sha people seem to have a lot of connections with the southern desert puppet emperor. Both inside and outside the story, they respect the tongxuan power that fell tens of thousands of years ago.
Unfortunately, no matter how specific the news is, it is not convenient to ask in detail.
Liu Ming after some thought, hands a pinch Jue, closed his eyes, into the settled.
After a while, he opened his eyes and sighed.
What the Sha people say is right. The vitality of heaven and earth here is extremely thin. It is not suitable for foreign monks to practice.
With their special constitution, the Sha people here can directly absorb the vitality from the deep underground for cultivation. However, for foreign monks, the speed of absorption has dropped by more than 100 times, which is just a drop in the bucket. Even after a long time, their own mana will slowly dissipate, leading to the real fall of the realm.
Fortunately, he still has some Yun Ling Dan and Jin Yuan Dan in his body. I don't have to worry about it in a short time. But as the elder of Sha nationality said, if he stayed here for several years, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Since it's so difficult to cultivate here, Liu Ming naturally is lazy to do useless things. He simply lies on his back on the sand dune and looks up at the yellow sky. He is in a daze.
Since he stepped into the cultivation world, what he thought in his heart has never left the word "cultivation". After so many years, he is really tired.
In front of him, the desert was dark and the sky was dark and yellow. There was no scenery, but it was a rare spectacle in Liu Ming's eyes.
The boundless black desert, vast and boundless, looks extremely spectacular against the dim yellow sky!
Such a scene makes people suddenly feel lonely and pathetic.
Liu Ming was stunned to see for a while, the mood unexpectedly some ethereal rise.
I don't know how long later, he suddenly moved in his heart, turned one hand, and suddenly there was a silver ore in his hand.
Whoa!
In vain, Liu Ming ignited a red flame, wrapped the ore in it, and instantly melted into a silver liquid.
With the other hand, the liquid solidifies and turns into a silver flute about two feet long.
There is a trace of memory in Liu Ming's eyes, and he puts silver Xiao to his mouth to play.
A quiet sound of Xiao slowly played, like the rising clouds in general, ethereal and long.
For a while, the sound of Xiao is graceful and sad, for a while, it is sad and high pitched, for a while, it is as low as silk, which makes people feel at a loss.
He learned this flute skill from a prisoner who was proficient in it when he was young in fierce island. Although it was the first time he had time to play it again since he set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, it was still very different from before.
With his thoughts in his heart, the flute involuntarily contains a touch of homesickness, and the tone is more and more low and graceful.
Just at this moment, a girl in a snow-white dress and a white veil appeared quietly not far behind Liu Ming. It was the girl of Sha nationality who had previously noticed the smell of crystal.
At this moment, the girl stands with pretty feet, her snow-white lotus arms crossed on her back, her beautiful eyes exposed, and the Mid Autumn Festival water is flowing, looking at the grey robed youth on the small sand dunes.
From time to time, the gentle breeze blowing from the distance lifted the transparent white yarn slightly, revealing one of the world-renowned faces that could be broken by blowing. At the same time, it raised a touch of black dust. Against the background of the melodious sound of Xiao, it seemed that the blowing on the face was also soft.
But Liu Ming, as if not aware of the general, Wu from the mouth of the silver flute, as if at this moment, between heaven and earth, only the hands of this flute, nothing else.
And the girl also so quietly stood, motionless listening to the flute, eyes gradually blurred up.
Time seems to be still at this moment.
Flying smoke in the desert, lonely sand dunes, men playing flute in the air, young girls listening quietly, all of these outline a sad and desolate picture, with a sense of elegance and ethereal.
At the end of the song, the sound of the flute gradually lowered and finally turned into nothingness.
"The girl has been here for a long time. What's the matter?" Liu Ming gently put down the silver flute in his hand, stood up from the gravel, and then asked calmly.
"It's more weird than the rumor, but if you want to get something from that man, how can you not take some risks. The key is that there is another big enemy next to him, so he doesn't dare to let goThunder demon is secretly angry, suddenly the heart has a feeling, look at a glance, but see wind demon Mojie is looking towards this side."Mo Jie, what do you mean by your eyes? Do you still want to fight with me under such circumstances?" Thunder demon eyes a MI, light say."Hum, I'll settle with you after I kill my son After the wind demon grins coldly, he turns his head to ignore him."Needless to say, when you and I reach the level of cultivation, what is a mere heir. Since you and I have this chance to come to this strange desert, how about joining hands for a while Thunder demon hey hey after a, suddenly the words front a turn to say."Together, how? Can you really rest assured that I agree There was a twinkle in his eyes, but there was a trace of sarcasm on his face."You and I know all about this strange rumor. Since we have come here, we have no plan to return empty handed. I believe brother Mojie is the same. If Taoist friends are willing to join hands, what's wrong with lie? " After hearing this, he felt relieved and said with a relaxed look:However, after hearing these words, mokirti was silent for a while, and his mind changed rapidly.In fact, not a few people know the name of Guimo in Nanman.It seems that the black desert is a moving space secret, which has appeared many times in the southern barbarians.However, it was a rumor thousands of years ago that the name of Guimo spread all over Nanman.At that time, it is said that someone broke into the desert and picked up a personal treasure of the former leader of Nanhuang and the puppet emperor of Nanhuang at the edge, and brought it out safely.As soon as the story spread, it caused great waves in the southern wasteland. The whole southern friars were shocked by it. At the same time, they involved all the major forces. After hundreds of years of blood and blood, it gradually subsided.However, after this event, although there are countless people around to trace the whereabouts of Guimo, but its trace has always been a mystery.It often takes decades or even hundreds of years for this strange desert to appear once, and its position is erratic, and it will disappear in a very short time.Sometimes it's clear that the major forces have got the news, but when they send people to rush there, the desert disappears strangely.Therefore, for thousands of years, few high-level friars have ever really entered the desert.Even if there are a few monks who can enter the strange desert, there is no other one who can get out of it except the lucky one with the treasure at the beginning.So some people say that Guimo is a Jedi.However, the only lucky one was killed by others earlier, so the real situation in the strange desert has been unknown all these years.But almost all the forces believe that it must have something to do with the Nanhuang puppet emperor who disappeared suddenly tens of thousands of years ago, and it is most likely the last place for him to sit and inherit.However, since it involves the remains of Nanhuang puppet emperor, even if it's dangerous, the successors will still flock to it. Even if the two demons of wind and thunder meet, they can't resist the temptation."It's OK to join hands for the time being, but it's only limited to getting out of trouble here. As for whether we can find the remains of Nanhuang puppet emperor in the future, it depends on our respective opportunities." After a long time, Mo Jie said with a long breath."Well, the friend of mokirti is really a cheerful person, so it's a deal Strong earthquake day see wind demon agree, immediately look up to the sky said with laughter.However, both of them knew that the covenant had no binding force at all. When the relics were found, it was likely that they would turn over.It is said that although they are extremely dangerous in the strange desert, they don't pay much attention to it.After all, the monks who came here before are said to have the highest accomplishments only in the realm of true alchemy."It seems that the sandstorm will not subside until some time. You and I should take advantage of this time to recover our mana, and then break out together Strong earthquake day looking at the storm all over the sky outside, propose a way."Well Mokirti nodded and accepted the idea.Then they tacitly took the elixir of restoring mana, and each found a corner to meditate.Outside shaman City, an oasis inhabited by sand people, there will be a dust storm from time to time, but no matter how big the storm is, it will dissipate automatically or make a detour around the oasis.An ordinary looking young man in grey robes walked out of Shaman city slowly, looked around, and then walked to a nearby sand dune and sat on his knees.It was Liu Ming who entered the black desert by mistake.In the twinkling of an eye, he has been in this oasis for half a month, and he has learned a lot about the situation here.Especially after reading a manuscript left by a southern monk who used to live here, the origin of this strange desert and the rumors about it gradually became clear in Liu Ming's mind.It was not surprising that he had never heard of strange rumors before.Although Liu Ming had been in Nanhuang for some time, most of them were engaged in alchemy and cultivation. He didn't have much time to contact people. How could he inquire about these rumors.Even now, Liu Ming doesn't care much about the so-called ruins of the South wasteland puppet emperor. His main concern is how to get out of here.After all, the southern puppet emperor was a man of great power. Even if some things were left here, it was not just a monk Huajing who could touch them. Any prohibition left could easily kill them.According to what he has heard and witnessed these days, these Sha people seem to have a lot of connections with the southern desert puppet emperor. Both inside and outside the story, they respect the tongxuan power that fell tens of thousands of years ago.Unfortunately, no matter how specific the news is, it is not convenient to ask in detail.Liu Ming after some thought, hands a pinch Jue, closed his eyes, into the settled.After a while, he opened his eyes and sighed.What the Sha people say is right. The vitality of heaven and earth here is extremely thin. It is not suitable for foreign monks to practice.With their special constitution, the Sha people here can directly absorb the vitality from the deep underground for cultivation. However, for foreign monks, the speed of absorption has dropped by more than 100 times, which is just a drop in the bucket. Even after a long time, their own mana will slowly dissipate, leading to the real fall of the realm.Fortunately, he still has some Yun Ling Dan and Jin Yuan Dan in his body. I don't have to worry about it in a short time. But as the elder of Sha nationality said, if he stayed here for several years, the consequences would be unimaginable.Since it's so difficult to cultivate here, Liu Ming naturally is lazy to do useless things. He simply lies on his back on the sand dune and looks up at the yellow sky. He is in a daze.Since he stepped into the cultivation world, what he thought in his heart has never left the word "cultivation". After so many years, he is really tired.In front of him, the desert was dark and the sky was dark and yellow. There was no scenery, but it was a rare spectacle in Liu Ming's eyes.The boundless black desert, vast and boundless, looks extremely spectacular against the dim yellow sky!Such a scene makes people suddenly feel lonely and pathetic.Liu Ming was stunned to see for a while, the mood unexpectedly some ethereal rise.I don't know how long later, he suddenly moved in his heart, turned one hand, and suddenly there was a silver ore in his hand.Whoa!In vain, Liu Ming ignited a red flame, wrapped the ore in it, and instantly melted into a silver liquid.With the other hand, the liquid solidifies and turns into a silver flute about two feet long.There is a trace of memory in Liu Ming's eyes, and he puts silver Xiao to his mouth to play.A quiet sound of Xiao slowly played, like the rising clouds in general, ethereal and long.For a while, the sound of Xiao is graceful and sad, for a while, it is sad and high pitched, for a while, it is as low as silk, which makes people feel at a loss.He learned this flute skill from a prisoner who was proficient in it when he was young in fierce island. Although it was the first time he had time to play it again since he set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, it was still very different from before.With his thoughts in his heart, the flute involuntarily contains a touch of homesickness, and the tone is more and more low and graceful.Just at this moment, a girl in a snow-white dress and a white veil appeared quietly not far behind Liu Ming. It was the girl of Sha nationality who had previously noticed the smell of crystal.At this moment, the girl stands with pretty feet, her snow-white lotus arms crossed on her back, her beautiful eyes exposed, and the Mid Autumn Festival water is flowing, looking at the grey robed youth on the small sand dunes.From time to time, the gentle breeze blowing from the distance lifted the transparent white yarn slightly, revealing one of the world-renowned faces that could be broken by blowing. At the same time, it raised a touch of black dust. Against the background of the melodious sound of Xiao, it seemed that the blowing on the face was also soft.But Liu Ming, as if not aware of the general, Wu from the mouth of the silver flute, as if at this moment, between heaven and earth, only the hands of this flute, nothing else.And the girl also so quietly stood, motionless listening to the flute, eyes gradually blurred up.Time seems to be still at this moment.Flying smoke in the desert, lonely sand dunes, men playing flute in the air, young girls listening quietly, all of these outline a sad and desolate picture, with a sense of elegance and ethereal.At the end of the song, the sound of the flute gradually lowered and finally turned into nothingness."The girl has been here for a long time. What's the matter?" Liu Ming gently put down the silver flute in his hand, stood up from the gravel, and then asked calmly.
