The weather in the desert is the most unpredictable. In the morning, it was still sunny, but at noon, the sky suddenly changed, strong winds sprang up, and the sky was filled with yellow sand, shrouding the whole world.

"Langtou, I'm afraid this big storm will blow until dark. It's impossible to walk in the desert under such a big storm. Zhuang Lin is afraid it won't come until tomorrow." The Siberian wolf stood on the wolf's head and supported it.

Watching the storm, looking into the distance, he frowned and said.

What can be seen on the horizon at this time is a patch of gray. The entire world is shrouded in yellow sand. Under the power of nature, human beings appear so small.

"Since he said he would arrive at noon, he must be able to arrive on time. Let's just wait." The Wolf King still looked into the distance, shook his head, and said.

The Siberian wolf sighed helplessly, stopped trying to persuade him, and stood in the distance, waiting quietly.

Time passed by minute by second. During this period, several Langya team members standing behind Langtou lowered their heads from time to time to look at the watches on their wrists. The hour hand had already turned to eleven o'clock, and it was almost noon.

It's twelve o'clock.

This rare sandstorm, instead of showing signs of weakening, is becoming more and more intense. Even when standing in the town, the strong wind blows the sand and gravel, hitting the body and causing pain. Sometimes, in the strong wind,

You can even see the rocks the size of footballs.

Fortunately, these few present are all masters among masters. Even if there are flying rocks flying towards them, they can still avoid them calmly.

"Langtou, let's go back. Next, the storm will be even more terrifying. Even top-level experts like us may be injured." Hungry Wolf frowned slightly, looked at the back of Wolftou, and said with a hint of worry.

"Yes, Langtou, go back, Zhuang Lin will definitely not come." Another Langya team member couldn't help but persuade him.

"Look, there's someone in the storm." At this moment, something happened to the Siberian wolf, pointing forward and exclaiming.

The wolf head suddenly raised its head and followed the hand of the Siberian wolf. On the distant horizon, in the sandstorm, a figure was walking slowly. The strong wind was raging and the flying rocks were flying, but it could not get closer.

That figure was hardly burly.

When he saw the figure walking from the wind and sand, the wolf's head finally showed joy, and he felt relieved, while the two hungry wolves behind him looked at each other with a hint of disbelief.

"King of Medicine, welcome back."

"Langtou, please come here to pick me up at this time." Zhuang Lin walked forward slowly, shook hands with Langtou, and said simple hello to each other.

"Let's go and talk inside." Langtou smiled and said to Zhuang Lin.

Everyone was not the kind of person who liked to beat around the bush, so after simply saying hello, they turned around and entered the solid stone building at the back.

There is no decent furniture in the stone building, and the things inside even look a bit messy. Tables and stools of unknown ages are placed randomly everywhere, and the walls are covered with all kinds of ingredients.

The counter at the far end is also filled with large jars of wine.

Although it was spring, the stove in the stone building was still burning. Next to the stove, several young men in camouflage uniforms were sitting. When they saw Langtou and others coming in, these young men stopped chatting and stood around.

Got up.

"Don't let anyone get close. I want to discuss something with King Yao." Langtou waved to the young men and ordered in a deep voice.

These young men all saluted with a military salute, each picked up the automatic rifle next to them, and walked out of the stone building. In just a short time, they selected their positions and hid themselves around the stone building without leaving any trace.

Any blind spot in the field of vision.

"Langtou, can you tell me now, what happened?" When only Zhuang Lin and Langtou were left in the room, Zhuang Lin looked at Langtou sitting opposite and asked in a deep voice.

The wolf head was sitting there with his head lowered, playing with a dagger in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking. When he heard Zhuang Lin's question, he raised his head and looked at it. On that kind face,

What Zhuang Lin could see was a haze.

"On the third day after you entered the desert, three monks from the secret realm came to Quan City and asked to see you." After thinking for a moment, Langtou said.

Secret monk!

Zhuang Lin frowned. He was no stranger to the secret realm monks, because beside him, there was a direct disciple of the Emei secret realm. However, except for Ziyue, he had never dealt with the secret realm.

There will be no intersection in the secret realm.

So, what are the three monks from the secret realm that Langtou said looking for him? Moreover, judging from Langtou's expression and the meaning of his words, it seems that these three monks are here with bad intentions.

While thinking hard, he seemed to have thought of something, and a surprised light shot out from his eyes.

He suddenly remembered what happened in the southwest mountainous area. At that time, those monks from the secret realm were ordered to surrender the Wu Mu Corpse King, but in the end, they were all killed by Wu Mu, along with the most precious treasure of the universe.

The stove also fell into his hands.

Although he had cleaned up all the clues he might have left behind at that time, and he did it impeccably, but who knows whether the monks in the secret realm will have any terrifying magical powers to find clues.

"Our people seem to have heard these three secret realm monks mention the Nanyun Sect." Looking at Zhuang Lin, who was frowning, Langtou added.

When he heard Langtou mention Nanyun Sect, Zhuang Lin's expression was a little startled, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was not for the original matter, then it was no big deal. Nanyun Sect was nothing more than a casual person.

Just build a sect.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he began to wonder again. As a casual cultivating sect, Nanyun Sect, even if it was destroyed by himself, those cultivators in the secret realm who have eyes above the top and have long stopped interfering with mundane affairs, logically speaking, would

He would not come to him for the sake of Nanyun Sect.

"Langtou, what is the purpose of these three monks looking for me? Is it to ask for an explanation from Nanyun Sect? Or something else?" Zhuang Lin frowned, looked at Langtou, and then asked again.

"I'm afraid only they themselves know this. From the beginning to the end, they never explained their purpose. After arriving in Quancheng, they didn't find you, so they directly wiped out your training camp. Fortunately, they can't be counted.

Restraint, in the entire training camp, except for five dead people and more than thirty people seriously injured, there are no other casualties." Langtou shook his head and answered truthfully.

When he heard the words behind Langtou, the air in the whole room instantly became cold, and a coldness surged out of Zhuang Lin's body. In this coldness, there was also a biting murderous intention.
Chapter completed!