Seeing that Zheng Xiu did not answer, Xie Luohe put a towel that had wiped his hair on Zheng Xiu's shoulders, leaned his head gently on Zheng Xiu's shoulders, and looked into the distance with Zheng Xiu.

After a moment of silence, Xie Luohe smiled and said, "The sandstorm is coming."

"become."

Other Zheng Xiu would subconsciously doubt this, but Zheng Xiu firmly believed in this matter.

Xie Luohe must have heard the "footsteps" of sandstorms.

Zheng Xiu sat with Xie Luohe for a while until the blood-red setting sun completely sank behind the sand dunes. Zheng Xiu stood up and said, "I'll prepare. I'll face the dust storm with you, so I should be safe and sound, so don't let the 'Little River' and...'Xiaomo' be buried."

"Xiaohe" and "Xiaomo" are naturally the names of the two camels - the taste of Xie Luohe.

She rode on "Xiaomo" and Zheng Xiu rode on "Xiaohe".

When walking in the desert, Xie Luohe would occasionally shout to the camel happily, "Xiaomo Xiaomo run faster." Zheng Xiu was born as a shame and was embarrassed to fight back on Xie Luohe in this matter. He could only swallow his anger and wrap his ears and not listen to it.

Zheng Xiu walked towards the camel, pulled out a small scimitar from the animal skin scabbard in the saddle bag, looked at his wrist, and walked silently towards the pool.

"Is it going to be cut again?"

Xie Luohe came over curiously.

She has always been interested in Zheng Xiu's "thatus".

Zheng Xiu is not like Xie Luohe and Fengbei, which is obviously many times higher than ordinary people. Zheng Xiu's magic still has strict restrictions and rules that have to be followed. This is also one of the reasons why Xie Luohe thinks that Zheng Xiu is not like "Alien".

"Can you wear it tightly first?" Zheng Xiu gave Xie Luohe a blank look and decisively cut it on his wrist.

Gurgling...

The blood flowed like a stream, and in an instant, Zheng Xiu's blood dyed the pool a light red.

The misty blood and energy are vivid and lively, and a faint red light wanders like tentacles on the surface of the pool.

"birdcage."

Zheng Xiu sacrificed the Luohe pen, used the pool water as ink, and easily released the "bird cage" and circled the entire oasis into a "cell".

Slap sex.

Zheng Xiu's bones were brittle and his muscles were bulging.

Xie Luohe couldn't help it for a moment and touched Zheng Xiuda's pectoralis major muscle in a daze, and he was about to part with one touch.

Ho, woman.

Zheng Xiu bared his teeth, took a big strode, and swung his palms to dig a deep pit in the oasis.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xiu raised the "Xiaohe" and "Xiaomo" respectively, jumped into the pit, placed them properly, and then backfilled the sand pit a little, leaving enough space for the two of them to hide in it.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the dark clouds in the distance were like a huge beast, opening their huge mouths and swallowing the sky and the earth.

Before the sandstorm arrived, strong winds were blowing, the ground was shaking, and the air was trembling.

The dark clouds seemed to be within reach, and they pressed over the oasis in the blink of an eye.

"You go in, I'll block you for you. If it really doesn't work, I'll go in and hide again."

Although Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe were both strangers, Zheng Xiu still did not dare to be careless in the face of the vast natural disasters. However, in prison, the attributes of [Zheng Shan] and [Unbreakable] gave Zheng Xiu full confidence.

The body should be able to withstand it. Zheng Xiu was worried that the storm was too big and that they were all involved. In the vast desert, Zheng Xiu was most worried about losing his way. Once he got lost in the desert, even if he was a stranger, he would have only one way to die in the end.

But Xie Luohe quickly changed his clothes. He did not listen to Zheng Xiudi hiding into the sand pit, but sat quietly on the edge of the oasis.

"It's okay." Xie Luohe turned around, smiled slightly, patted the open space beside him, and shook his head at Zheng Xiu: "I'm not afraid of you."

Zheng Xiu's heart trembled.

He lowered his head and sat next to Xie Luohe without saying a word.

Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The wind was getting heavier and heavier, and deep in the black desert was a stronger and more strange black. The sand and gravel caused by the strong wind hit Zheng Xiu's "bird cage" one after another, making a huge sound.

In the "bird cage", Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe who were sitting quietly seemed to be in another completely different world. The tranquility of the two of them formed a sharp contrast with the noise and fury of the outside world.

The air pressure became deeper and deeper, and in the sand pit, the river and the little mo were making uneasy screams.

"Shhh, don't be afraid."

Xie Luohe whispered softly, with his index finger raised on his lips.

The two camels quickly calmed down, leaning against each other in the sand pit, with four legs against the ground, and the camel's mouths were swapping and exchanging saliva. It seemed that in this desperate environment, the sour smell of love fermented between the two camels, one male and one female.

Xie Luohe stared at the depths of the darkness, the dust was noisy, and smiled and said, "You once said that the third death of a man is when he was completely forgotten by the world."

Zheng Xiu nodded. He didn't know why Xie Luohe said this at this time.

"Is this the reason why you are a 'painter'?" Xie Luohe put his long hair behind his ears and exposed her two eyes. She no longer concealed the strange words in her right eye, and she completely exposed her disbelief and depression to Zheng Xiu's eyes.

Deep in her right eye, there was a faint word "Dingwei".

Xie Luohe continued: "Why have you been reluctant to paint 'people'? If you paint me at this moment, now, here, here, as long as the scroll is not destroyed, someone in the world will know that there was a poor woman named 'Xie Luohe' who lived, even if there was only one person."

In the dark sky, Xie Luohe smiled and calmly said to Zheng Xiu what he had always wanted to say to Zheng Xiu: "Gongsun Mo, can you draw a painting for me?"

At this moment, Xie Luohe's smile seemed beautiful in Zheng Xiu's eyes. He could no longer tell whether the woman sitting next to him was Xie Luohe or Fengbei, and he even forgot the "rules" he had always adhered to.

He could not refuse Xie Luohe at this moment, and could not refuse, and said Xie Luohe in the calmest tone.

"good."

Zheng Xiu's heart was as calm as water, spread the picture scroll, took a few steps away, and used blood as ink.

Rush rust...

Huhuhuhuhu...

At this moment, neither of them spoke, and there were only the roar of the strong wind, the sound of breathing, and the sound of the pen falling.

On the scroll, the sky is dark and the sky is deserted. A pretty woman sits quietly in the desert, facing the desperate wind and sand, facing Zheng Xiu with a light smile.

The desolation of the desert, the raging sand and dust, the beauty of a woman, the sadness at the corners of her mouth, and everything Zheng Xiu saw were condensed into a small scroll.

"The finishing touch."

When he reached the last step, Zheng Xiu hesitated for a moment, and pointed the scroll on and Xie Luohe's eyes.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

Before the finishing touch, the woman on the scroll is both the Xieluo River and Fengbei, and she can't tell the difference. When Zheng Xiu clicked on the "eyes", the "Xieluo River" on the scroll seemed to come alive in an instant, and the Xieluo River is the Xieluo River.

Plop.

Yay.

A slightly loose door is easily pushed open in the door path.

The door was pushed open incredibly fast, as if it was already open, just waiting for Zheng Xiu to reach out.

At the moment this painting was completed.

Outside the bird cage, the whistling black wind and sand appeared for a moment.

Next second.

The strong wind stopped.

The sand frozen in the air fell down.

It became a sand rain.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!