Chapter 1412

Mo Ye Zhengdong is not afraid of Shen Yinbing's threat, but she can't refuse her request to be filial to her mother who died for 20 years.

"Your filial piety touched me."

Moye Zhengdong released Shen Yinbing, put his hands on his back, and said faintly, "I will persuade Tuoba high priest to let him agree that Shen ruoxuan can rest in Shura road."

Shen Yinbing bowed down and kowtowed to moye Zheng Dongsan.

Mo Ye Zheng East body slightly one side, refuses to accept her big gift.

Don't agree with Shen ruoxuan before the rest of the Shura Road, even if Shen Yinbing kneels there and breaks his forehead, moye Zhengdong will not have the slightest dodge action, because that is to regard her as an outsider.

But once she agrees to let Shen ruoxuan "return to her roots", moye Zhengdong has to admit that Shen ruoxuan is one of her ancestors, and Shen Yinbing is her little aunt. In the world, a little aunt kowtows to herself, and she can stab the younger generation who accept heavy gifts?

After Shen Yinbing stood up, moye Zhengdong faced the southeast and said, "you can go now. Before sunrise, I will definitely take Shen and Zhuoma away. What's more, I will warn those people you bring that you don't break into the ghost sand area again, or I will never give them any mercy. "

Shen Yinbing didn't warn moye Zhengdong, but said, "I want to see my mother go home with my own eyes."

Mo Ye Zheng Dong asked unhappily, "do you want to go underground?"

"No

Shen Yinbing shook her head: "I'm standing here, watching my mother return -- moye Zhengdong, please promise me this request, because it's not too much."

"You've got an inch."

Moye Zhengdong's tone slowed down a little, and then he took a deep breath. A clear, melodious and graceful voice was heard like a wind. It was emitted from the mouth of the mask, like a dragon, circling in the desert.

Shen Yinbing looks at moye Zhengdong with surprise in her eyes. She can't believe that a person's vital capacity is so big. The sound of Loulan Wang's clear roar has been three minutes, but there is no sign of weakness. It is still graceful and long.

If she is going to be a singer singing dolphin sound, I believe there is nothing wrong with nevista in Russia.

The sound of howling, flying like a long dragon, quickly passed through the sand dunes and swam far away, reaching the ears of the three rhinoceros in black.

They were chasing song Chenggang's jeep. When they heard the sound of Qing Xiao, they immediately stopped and overturned backward and fell into the yellow sand.

"Quick, quick, faster!"

Song Chenggang hissed and roared, urging the driver to speed up again.

Speed, has been put to the fastest, anyone behind the three bullets can not kill the monster, will use the fastest speed to escape.

"Quick stop!"

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

Instinctively, the driver slammed on the brake, the car's four tires, rubbed out in the sand.

Then, the three men in the car looked back at the vast expanse of the desert behind, at least two or three kilometers away. The three shadows that the ghost usually chased behind disappeared.

"He, they, why are they missing?"

Song Chenggang swallows and spits hard, but grabs the micro Chong's hand more tightly.

The howling continued, but now no one cares who sent it and why. The nerves of the three men were tense, and the muzzle of the gun was on the sand outside the window.

In their minds, they are slowly floating an illusion: under the moonlight into the water, in the desert, which seems to be nothing unusual, suddenly three black shadows burst out of the yellow sand. They rush on the car like a ghost, stretch out their terrible ghost claws, grow up with a big mouth with fangs, and bite their throats

So they didn't dare to carry it with them. They were ready to shoot at any time. At this time, if a lizard came out of the yellow sand, he would be shot the most fiercely.

But the scene that they were most afraid of did not appear. On the contrary, there was a faint voice in their ears. At the end of the howling sound of the Qing Dynasty, "get out of the ghost sand and dare to step into it again. It's unforgivable to kill them!"

Song Chenggang's body suddenly trembled, looked at the driver and asked in a loud voice, "who is talking?"

The driver glared with fear and murmured, "it's not me. The voice seems to come from there..."

The driver's voice did not fall, that voice sounded clearly in the ear: "speed, roll!"

"Go, go!"

Song Chenggang suddenly wakes up, waving a slight rush and shouting.

The car immediately began to gallop forward at a speed. After turning a dune, Han Jiajun and others' cars had already driven over.

Han Jiajun and others on the edge of the ghost sand area felt bad immediately after hearing the faint gunfire. They immediately took the rest of the people and rushed to this side for support.

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

Because in the desert, an open field of vision, when the wind blows the dead trees, rocks and even quicksand, it will make this sound.They just want to rush to support with the fastest speed, and then they meet song Chenggang and others.

"Let's go, get out of the ghost sand, come on!"

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

Song Chenggang and others saw the ghost like panic, infected Han Jiajun and others, no one asked what, the driver immediately turned around, followed back.

Before and after the four cars, like a flash out of the Black Ghost sand area, the driver slammed on the brake.

Song Chenggang immediately collapsed on the seat, and like the other two partners, his face was pale and cold sweat cascaded 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 from his seat. With a crash, the muzzle of the gun was against his forehead, and he snapped: "Song Chenggang, do you know that your mood has greatly affected our morale? Is it a good day too long, a little bit of wind and grass, I was scared out of courage! "

"Han Jiajun, you can ask the other two brothers, I song Chenggang is not as bad as you said."

"Liu Feng, come on!"

Han Jiajun asked the bodyguard sitting in the copilot.

Liu Feng, the bodyguard called Liu Feng, said in brief what he had just seen after the ghost sand. At the end, he said, "assistant Han (assistant of Shen Yinbing), we were really scared to death. Do you remember watching the young master from afar that night? Those people are not people at all. We can't resist them. "

Han Jiajun also heard Qingxiao, and those "get out of the way" words, this is to figure out what is going on.

After putting down the micro rush, Han Jiajun said in a sharp voice: "but general manager 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! Whoever is a real man, follow me

Although we are afraid of those things in the ghost sand, Han Jiajun is right. Mr. Shen and Hao Lianyan are still in the ghost sand, and they can't ignore their lives.

Before Han Jiajun's voice fell, song Chenggang jumped up from the ground, spit fiercely and swore: "grass, isn't it death? I'm not afraid of it!"

"Yes, what's so terrible about death? 18 years later, he will still be a hero

All of them 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 movements suddenly become stiff. The ghost sand area not far away was just a part of the Qingming world, but now it has become a different shape.

I don't know when the wind blows. The wind brings up black and yellow sand grains, like being controlled by an invisible hand, and flies up in the air. The sight is completely blurred, and the sand dunes seem to be moving slowly, as if there are ghosts crying and howling from the wind and sand gap.

The storm, the black storm, came out so suddenly.

The most bizarre thing is that it takes the ghost sand area as the boundary. This side is still the Qingming world, and the moon is shining in the west, but there is a gust of 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 Lianyan, they will not be able to turn out themselves.

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

In the center of the moon, I can see the blue of the sky.

When the wind blows, the yellow sand flies around, and she may drown her at any time. But she is as if she did not see it, and she has no fear because moye Zhengdong is in front of her.

Shen Yinbing believes that "indigenous people" moye's expedition to the East will certainly be able to cope with the bad weather.

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

If other people can think of moye Zhengdong being able to control the air here, they will be shocked.

Shen Yinbing didn't care. Even though moye Zhengdong suddenly turned into a phoenix and flew away, dozens of red spots suddenly appeared in the distance of yellow sand all over the sky.

It's the torch flame.

As the flames became clearer, dozens of people in black robes came out of the yellow sand, just as they had come from another world, smelling of death.

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

Eight people divided into two columns, standing in front of the freezer, raised their horns to the sky: woo Hoo!

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 to his knees again.

Four men in black, holding white banners, came to the trumpet and were divided into two columns. They stood behind the trumpeters. The flags were raised high. With the wind, they made a loud sound with the torch flame.

At this time, moye Zhengdong had retreated to a few meters behind the freezer, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, hesitated a little, bent his left knee, knelt on the ground, and when he hung his head, his long hair fell down, covering her ferocious mask.A man dressed in a large black robe with a lot of oil paint on his face. He carried a bamboo basket in his left hand and grabbed a handful of things from the basket with his right hand and sprinkled it in the air.

It's stacks of paper money.

The paper money, which was thrown in the air, was soon blown away by the strong wind, along with the sad cry of the man: "the soul returns -- when the sun and the moon, the soul returns! You are the best. The tiger and the leopard have nine passes, which will hurt people... "

When Shen Yinbing's eyes were whirling with tears, six men in white clothes, white boots and high white hats appeared.

When the man in black turned and walked slowly along the road with paper money, he divided into two lines and went to the freezer. After kneeling on his knees for three times, he held the freezer with one hand and the bottom with the other. He murmured, "get up!"

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