In order to avoid attracting attention, after leaving Loulan City, Li Yunsheng first used magic weapons to change his faces, and Lu Canghuang also changed his appearance, as if he had become two smart smuggling vendors.

They did not deliberately speed up their pace, and their journey was basically similar to those of the smugglers who also took advantage of the night to go to the dry sea, so until dawn, the two of them had just arrived at the entrance of the dry sea.

However, like those smugglers, they did not rush to enter the dry sea, but instead stationed at Qiansong Ridge, more than ten miles from the North Sea.

The sandstorm in the dry sea is generally regular. After each sandstorm, there will be about two hours of peace. The first sandstorm every morning is the most terrifying and lasts the longest, so most refugees and vendors who want to smuggle from the dry sea will choose to avoid this first sandstorm.

After finding a clean place to sit down, Li Yunsheng took out a kettle from Qiankun bag and drank water. Lu Canghuang, who could not sit still, had already had a smile on his face and had a smile on his face. If the environment here was not too bad, he might have been talking to these people and calling him brothers.

"Brother Lu, who is that little brother you?"

"That's a dog, timid, and recognized his life, which made everyone laugh."

"With this lifeless death, Brother Lu, please let your young master go back, don't waste your life in vain."

A refugee said in surprise.

"The spiritual energy of the Qinglian Mansion is almost exhausted. Instead of waiting for death here, it is better to take these two cheap lives to fight."

Lu Cang lied without blushing and his heart was not beating

Li Yunsheng just smiled and didn't care about Lu Canghuang's advantage in his words.

However, Lu Canghuang's words were not entirely lies.

In the past, smuggling vendors were all smuggling vendors, but in recent years, as the spiritual energy of the Qinglian Immortal Palace gradually depleted, more and more refugees came here.

For ordinary people in the Immortal Palace, the depletion of spiritual energy means the reduction of the production of immortal grain. Without immortal grain, they cannot even continue their life span, and they have completely fallen into the same state as those of ordinary people in the world.

In order to prevent the people from fleeing on a large scale, Qinglian Immortal Palace has already blocked all exits to the states. Except for some cultivators who can obtain the token of the Immortal Alliance, ordinary people have been completely prohibited from leaving the palace.

So these people began to take risks in order to survive and cross the dead sea.

In fact, the Immortal Alliance has been trying every means to control the dry sea, but the border of the dry sea is too long, so they have the will but lack the strength.

In addition, after entering the dry sea, even the most experienced black market dealers were not one in ten, and the chances of these refugees survived were even lower, so the Immortal Alliance simply didn't care much, but just sent various civil servants to conduct regular inspections every day.

"When I was told, why didn't I see a few guards along the way? Didn't I say there would be guards on the border of Kuhai?"

Lu Canghuang asked with a turbid look while eating wine.

"Don't you know?"

The one who answered him was still the refugee.

"What's wrong? I don't know."

Hearing this, Lu Canghuang's turbid eyes became clearer.

"You always know that the city lord's son was hung naked from Binhong Tower yesterday by a little girl?"

The refugee asked with a smile.

"I know this, that girl is very fierce."

Lu Cang Huangdao.

"There are even more intense!"

The refugee smiled bitterly:

"She kept hanging the young man until the evening. Finally, the city lord came forward in person before he agreed to put it down first. But just when she was about to pull the young man up, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and her hand slid and fell directly, and her head fell into a rotten watermelon."

Hearing this, Lu Canghuang looked shocked and said to himself, "Are you really the right thing to me? That girl is a fool?"

"Don't that young master have some cultivation? Why did he fall to death directly?"

He then said in a little puzzled manner.

"I heard that his meridians were sealed before the girl fell off. In addition, he had been exhausted for a day. I didn't expect that the girl would let go halfway, so she was not prepared at all and was directly killed."

The refugee explained.

After hearing what the refugee said, not only Lu Canghuang, even Li Yunsheng next to him laughed.

"After such a fuss, the entire Loulan City guards ran to catch her. How could they have the kung fu to control our dying people? But then again, that little girl is really powerful. She killed her from Binhonglou with one sword, but she hasn't caught her until now."

I heard the refugee continue to smile bitterly.

"Then don't we want to thank her?"

Lu Canghuang laughed loudly, and glanced at Li Yunsheng intentionally or unintentionally when he spoke.

"You are right, I really have to thank her, otherwise you and I can't rest here safely."

The refugee laughed.

"Where is this girl coming from?"

Li Yunsheng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help asking in his heart after listening to the conversation between the two.

"She made this matter so big, was she really helping me?"

He remembered Xiao Che's advice to him before he took it away, but he really couldn't remember what connection he had with Miss Nangong, so that she was willing to take such a great risk to help.

"Go, go, go, who wants to buy your turtle breath talisman... Get away, I will be unlucky when I see you."

Just as Li Yunsheng recalled whether he and Nangong Yue had any interaction, an impatient scolding interrupted him.

He looked in the sound and saw a black market dealer swearing and kicking a little boy who looked like him selling talismans.

The boy was a small figure but was wearing a shabby Confucian shirt that was obviously much larger, which made him look very funny.

The little boy didn't say much and got up without saying a word.

He picked up the talismans that fell on the ground one by one, then shook the dust on his body, and then walked towards another group of people next to him.

"Uncle, do you need the turtle breath talisman? It's very cheap."

The little boy spoke very little, but he didn't have a hint of humility.

As he said that, he handed over a tutune with a rune of turtle breath.

"Your turtle breath talisman is useless even a decent talisman paper. Can it be useful? Don't even be able to hold on to a stick of incense."

A thin young man with square face took the talisman from the little boy's hand with disgust.

This turtle breath talisman is a must-have talisman that crosses the dry sea. After encountering a sandstorm, a better turtle breath talisman can make people survive in the sand for more than ten days.

Of course, you will definitely not be able to get out of the dead sea just by hiding in the sand. Moreover, if you are unlucky, you will basically have one idea if you meet a murderer walking among the sand.

"Although my turtle breath talisman is just a mo talisman, it's always okay to hold my breath for three or four hours."

The little boy said with an extremely firm look on his face.

"It's no point to say it. If you can rely on your turtle breath talisman and bury it in the pile of sand for an hour, I will buy all of your turtle breath talismans."

The young man smiled sly.

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