Chapter 1412

Moxie Zhengdong is not afraid of Shen Yinbing's power, but she can't refuse her request as a daughter to be filial to her mother who died for 20 years.

"Your filial piety moved me."

Moxie Zhengdong released Shen Yinbing, put his hands behind him and said, "I will persuade high priest Tuoba to let Shen ruoxuan rest in Shura road."

Shen Yinbing bowed down and kowtowed to moxie Zhengdong three.

Moxie Zhengdong body slightly side, refused to accept her gift.

Before Shen ruoxuan's Sabbath, even if Shen Yinbing knelt down and broke her forehead, moxie Zhengdong would not have any evasive action, because she was regarded as an outsider.

But once we agree to let Shen ruoxuan "fall back to her roots", then moye Zhengdong has to admit that Shen ruoxuan is one of her grandparents, and Shen Yinbing is her little aunt. In the world, if there is a little aunt kowtowing to her, can she stab the younger generation who accept the heavy gifts?

After Shen Yinbing stood up, moye Zhengdong said to the southeast, "you can go now. I will take Shen and Zhuoma away before sunrise. What's more, I'd like to warn those people you bring to me that they should not intrude into the ghost sand area without permission in the future, otherwise I will never show them mercy again. "

Shen Yinbing didn't take charge of moxie's warning, but said, "I want to see my mother go home with my own eyes."

Moye Zhengdong asked unhappily: "do you want to go to the underground Loulan?"

"No

Shen Yinbing shook his head: "I'm standing here, watching my mother return - moxie Zhengdong, please agree to my request, because it's not too much."

"You're actually starting to push."

The tone of moxie Zhengdong slowed down a little, and then he took a deep breath, with a clear, melodious and graceful sound, like the clear roar of Fengming, coming from the mouth of the mask, like a dragon, circling in the desert.

Shen Yinbing looks at moxie Zhengdong with surprise in her eyes. She really can't believe that a person's vital capacity is so big. It's been three minutes since the king of Loulan made this clear roar, but there's no sign of weakness. It's still graceful and long.

If she goes to be a singer and sings dolphin music, I believe there is nothing wrong with Vesta in Russia.

Whistling, flying like a dragon, quickly across the sand dunes, swam to the distance, and reached the ears of the three rhinoceros envoys in black.

They were chasing song Chenggang's jeep. When they heard the whistling sound, they immediately stopped and tumbled backward, falling into the yellow sand.

"Fast, fast, faster!"

Song Chenggang screamed and urged the driver to speed up again.

Speed, has been put to the fastest, no matter who in the back chasing three bullets can not kill the monster, will use the fastest speed to escape.

"Come on - stop!"

Song Chenggang quickly looked back, but suddenly yelled to stop.

Instinctively, the driver suddenly stepped on the brake, and the four tires of the car rubbed out in the yellow sand.

Then, the three people on the bus all looked back. They could see at least two or three kilometers from the boundless desert behind. The three shadows that the ghosts were chasing just now disappeared.

"He, they, why not?"

Song Chenggang swallows hard and spits, but his hand is tighter.

The howling continues, but now no one cares who made the howling and why. The nerves of the three people are tense, and the muzzle of the gun is facing the yellow sand outside the window.

In their mind, they are slowly floating an illusion: under the moonlight into the water, in the desert, which seems to be normal at all, suddenly three black shadows burst up from the yellow sand, jumped on the car like a fierce ghost, stretched out a terrible ghost claw, grew up with a big mouth with fangs, and bit their throat

So they dare not have the slightest carry, ready to shoot at any time, at this time if there is a lizard out of the yellow sand, will immediately be the most violent shooting.

But the scene that they were most afraid of didn't appear. Instead, a voice like nothing got into their ears. Just after the end of the howling, they said, "get out of the ghost sand, dare to step into it again, there is no amnesty for killing!"

Song Chenggang body suddenly a shiver, looked at the driver, and asked: "who is talking?"

The driver opened his eyes in fear and murmured, "it's not me. The voice seems to come from there..."

The driver's voice did not fall, the voice again clear in the ear: "speed, roll!"

"Go, go!"

Song Chenggang suddenly wake up, waving a little red shrill cry.

The car immediately began to speed forward, after turning a sand dune, the car of Han Jiajun and others has come.

Han Jiajun and others at the edge of the ghost sand area, after hearing the faint sound of gunfire, immediately felt bad, and immediately took the rest of the people to rush here in a car to support them.

When they came to the front of the dune, they heard the howling, but they didn't care.

This is because in the desert, an area with an open field of vision, the wind makes this sound when it blows dead trees, rocks, and even quicksand.

They just want to use the fastest speed to support, and then they meet song Chenggang and others.

"Go, get out of the ghost sand, go!"

Song Chenggang's car does not stop, wiping Han Jiajun's car to continue to flee East.

Song Chenggang and others were frightened by the ghost and infected Han Jiajun and others. No one asked any more. The driver immediately turned and followed him back.

Before and after the four cars, rushing out of the Black Ghost sand area, the driver suddenly stepped on the brake.

Song Chenggang immediately paralyzed in the seat, and the other two partners, pale, cold sweat cascading down.

"What's the matter, Mr. Shen and Hao Lian?"

As soon as the car stopped steadily, Han Jiajun jumped out of the car, opened the door and pulled song Chenggang out of the seat. With a crash, the muzzle of the gun touched his forehead and yelled: "Song Chenggang, do you know that your mood just now has greatly affected our morale? Isn't it true that after a long period of good life, I'm scared out of my wits when I encounter a little disturbance? "

Song Chenggang wry smile, raised his hand to push open the muzzle of the gun, leaning on the wheel: "Han Jiajun, you can ask the other two brothers, I song Chenggang is not as unbearable as you say."

"Liu Feng, come on!"

Han Jiajun asked the bodyguard sitting in the co pilot's seat.

He asked Liu Feng's bodyguard to give a brief account of what he had just seen behind the ghost sand. At last, he said, "assistant Han (assistant Shen Yinbing), we were really scared. Do you remember watching the young master's death in the distance that night? Those people are not human at all. We can't resist them. "

Han Jiajun also heard Qingxiao, and those "go away" words, this just make clear is how to return a responsibility.

Putting down micro Chong, Han Jiajun said harshly, "but Mr. Shen and Hao Lian are still in the ghost sand. Even if they are going to die, we have to bring them out! If anyone is afraid of death, wait here! Who is the real man? Follow me

Although everyone is afraid of those things in the ghost sand, Han Jiajun is right. General manager Shen and Hao lianyanyue are still in the ghost sand. They can't ignore their lives.

Han Jiajun's voice did not fall, song Chenggang jumped up from the ground, spit out, scolded: "grass, is not death, I am not afraid!"

"Yes, what's so terrible about death? Eighteen years later, he is still a hero

All the people were excited by Han Jiajun's words and jumped into the car with guns.

Han Jiajun grabs the main door and is about to jump into the car when his action suddenly freezes. The ghost sand area not far away is still the Qingming world, but now it has changed into a different one.

I don't know when the wind blows, and the wind brings up the black and yellow sand particles, just like being controlled by an invisible hand, whistling and flying into the air. The sight is completely blurred, and the sand dunes seem to be moving slowly, as if there are cries from the wind and sand gap.

The storm, the black storm, just suddenly appeared.

The strangest thing is that the boundary is the ghost sand area. Here is still the Qingming world, the moon shines in the west, but there is a gust of overcast wind and yellow sand all over the sky.

If Han Jiajun and others drive into the ghost sand area at this time, let alone search for Shen Yinbing and Hao lianyanyue, they may not be able to turn out by themselves.

A group of people stand on the car, on the ground, looking up at the distance like the devil constantly up and down the yellow sand, a kind of weak sorrow, completely destroyed their courage to rush in.

Shen Yinbing, who is in the center of the storm, can see the bright moon shining in the West and the dark blue sky.

The wind blows and the sand flies around. It may drown her at any time, but she doesn't seem to see it, and she doesn't have the slightest fear, because moxie Zhengdong is in front of her.

Shen Yinbing believes that moye, the "indigenous people", will certainly be able to cope with the bad weather.

Or to put it simply, this bad weather is under her control!

If others can think that moxie Zhengdong can control the air here, they will be shocked.

Shen Yinbing didn't care, even if moxie Zhengdong suddenly turned into a phoenix and flew away, suddenly dozens of red spots appeared in the distance of yellow sand.

It's the flame of a torch.

As the flames became clearer and clearer, dozens of people in black robes came out of the yellow sand, as from another world, with the smell of death on their bodies.

Some people have horns in their hands, which can only be seen on TV.

Eight people divided into two lines, standing in front of the freezer, looked up to the sky and blew the horn: Woo - woo!

The sound of the horn is dull and melodious, with obvious sadness.

In the sound of the horn, Shen Yinbing suddenly burst into tears and fell on her knees again.

There are four people in black holding the white flag, come over in the horn, also divided into two columns, standing behind the horn hand, the flag raised high, with the wind, and the torch flame together with the sound.

By this time, moye Zhengdong had retreated to a few meters behind the freezer, put her hands in front of her abdomen, hesitated a little, bent her left knee and knelt on the ground on one knee. When she hung her head, her long hair hung down, covering her ferocious mask.

A man in a big black robe, whose face is smeared with a lot of oil, can't see his true colors. He carries a bamboo basket in his left hand, grabs something from the basket in his right hand, and sprinkles it in the air.

It's stacks of paper money.

The paper money thrown in the air was soon blown away by the strong wind, together with the man's sad cry: "come back the soul - when the sun and the moon, come back the soul! You are better than heaven. The tiger and the leopard pass nine times, Peck and harm the servants... "

Shen Yinbing's tearful eyes brightened, and six men in white clothes, white boots and high white hats appeared.

After the man in black robe turned around and spread the paper money to walk slowly, he divided into two lines and went to the freezer. After kneeling on his knees and kowtowing three times, he held the freezer with one hand and clasped the bottom with the other. He said in a low voice: "up!"