"Protect me?" The corners of Wuyan's mouth moved, Mo Zhiyu knew that he wanted to laugh, after all, Wuyan was from the Chaos Realm, and Mo Zhiyu was from the Phantom Yuan Realm, what did the Phantom Yuan Realm do to protect the Chaos Realm?

But Mo Zhiyu smiled confidently and said, "Yes, I protect you, I owe you." ”

Wuyan didn't really understand Mo Zhiyu's words, it was just a joke between brothers.

I don't know if time passed faster in the desert, but soon it was dark and there were bonfires everywhere in the camp. Wuyan is a workaholic, although he participated in the team of ink delirium, but he still never forgets to read all kinds of information sent to him by the War Department. And the delusion of ink is the complete opposite, it is the time of leisure.

He sat by the campfire, drinking a small drink, feeding the catballs with jerky, surrounded by people patrolling, and he was not afraid that something would happen. This time in the desert is a very different situation from the last time in the desert.

Looking back now, it had been a year since he had re-entered this world, and there were very few free days in that year.

From entering the desert for the first time, to becoming a disciple of the mountain chief to explore Buming Mountain, and then to the inner world of Tianjian Mountain; Then he went to the Eastern Continent, first took a nest of Hongtianjiao in Linco, then went to Chang'an to participate in the Sword Conference, and then went to the Emperor's Mausoleum, and then went to the East China Sea; Then, he was caught by the Hongtian Sect as a guinea pig for a while, and returned to Tianjian Mountain.

Thinking about it when I came to the desert last year, it feels like it was a long, long time ago. Mo Zhiyu looked at the wine jar in his hand, and the rising firelight illuminated his fingers red, only the severed finger was shocking.

Last time, it was also under the bright starry sky, beside the warm bonfire, he smiled slightly, and at that time, it was actually Wanwan who accompanied him to drink.

Then he raised his head and took a sip of wine, thinking that although there were no beauties around him this time, he could still have some small moods, such as playing the flute.

He was about to pull out his bone flute, when suddenly, in the night wind, he caught the sound of the flute.

This style of music is a typical Eastern Continent song, with a little bleak and tactful, and moving.

It's the tune he knows!

Mo Zhiyu got up, followed the sound of the flute, looked into the distance, and saw a big ship, the lights on the ship were dim, and the flag on the bow of the ship was blown by the night wind, and he didn't see half a figure, but Mo Zhiyu already had a guess in his heart.

"Look below." The remnant soul suddenly spoke in his head, and Mo Zhiyu immediately lowered his head, and saw rows of dense black dots suddenly appear next to the campfire, which were a swarm of ants.

"The ants are controlled by the flute, and they're forming a pattern." The remnant soul said to him, "I knew that the Yun family was characterized by the ability to control animals, but I never thought that there would be such a subtle operation. ”

Mo Zhiyu crouched down and carefully looked at the arrangement of these ants:

First an ant, then three ants lined up side by side in a dash, then three ants lined up side by side in a dash; Then there was a distance between them, and only one separate ant lay on its stomach, and then three ants were placed side by side; After a distance, there were three ants lying side by side......

It seemed to be disorganized, but Mo Zhiyu suddenly understood, this is the Morse code! Yun Shi actually knows Morse code, could it be that he is really a freak who has traveled back like him?

“…… A…… T...... "Mo Zhi Yu identified the past one by one, and finally saw that this was an English phrase," atch...... out…… for…… sord……？ Mo Zhiyu was stunned, "Beware...... Sword? ”

What does "watch out for the sword" mean? Mo Zhiyu couldn't guess for a while. He looked up in the direction of the big ship, touched his beardless chin, and became depressed, is it necessary for the girl to be so cautious when sending a message? It's Morse code again, and it's an inexplicable phrase.

"Beware...... Sword ......" Mo Zhiyu looked at the ants on the ground again and thought, "Beware of what sword?" Have a powerful sword in the camp? Or is it a military cultivation with a sword? "If you follow this line of thinking, then you have to guess the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse?

Then suddenly, the ants on the ground dispersed, Mo Zhiyu looked up, and saw a person walking in the darkness, he had already felt the person's Yuan Li, and when this person walked in, the firelight finally illuminated this person's face, it was Gongsun Yunjie.

Mo Zhiyu woke up suddenly: Beware of the Sword Heng Sect!

Gongsun Yunjie saw Mo Zhiyu is cautious expression, his face was puzzled, and then he laughed: "The second son of Mo didn't let down his vigilance even after drinking." ”

Mo Zhiyu immediately made himself look relaxed, stood up, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, natural reaction, after all, it's also a vigil." Then he handed over a jar of wine in a friendly manner, "How can the third son of Gongsun have a leisurely and elegant night walk, is he smelling the wine, and he also wants to have a drink?" ”

"Nope." Gongsun Yunjie waved his hand, "I came to worship the lower division, after all, the second son of Mo is a person who has entered the desert, and we now belong to the Chenzi army that is about to enter the desert." It's just a pity that we're not in a squad, and we're going to have to be completely on our own when we enter the desert, and now we're able to learn a little bit and learn a little bit. ”

When Mo Zhiyu heard that Gongsun Yunjie came for this reason, he was a little surprised in his heart. But it's rare for this person to be so polite to himself, and he still doesn't throw a face at the other party. So he took the wine and smiled: "What is the secret to entering the desert?" As long as there is enough water hose, you can survive it, and the rest is not left to fate? ”

Gongsun Yunjie didn't seem to really think that Mo Zhiyu would say anything to him, so he smiled lightly: "Is this actually the case?" It seems that this act is more auspicious and less auspicious, and it is right not to let Xiaoya come. ”

Mo Zhiyu knew that the "Xiaoya" he said was Gongsun Yunya, when he went to the Emperor's Tomb before, he knew that this guy was a sister control, and he also remembered that he was Gongsun Yunya who was pretending to be Wanwan before, so he politely greeted: "After the Emperor's Tomb, Gongsun girl is fine, right?" ”

mentioned Gongsun Yunya, Gongsun Yunjie smiled happily: "It's just that I've been in a coma for a while, it's okay." That time also taught the girl a lesson, the world is dangerous, and she can't be so willful. ”

Then he suddenly said, "If we can return from the desert victory this time, what are the plans of the second prince of Mo?" ”

"Intended?" Mo Zhiyu was puzzled for a moment.

"No matter what we gain this time, sooner or later, there will be a tough battle between the Xianhua Alliance, the Evil Sect, and the Hongtian Sect." Gongsun Yunjie said, "When the time comes, with the position of my Sword Heng Sect, the only choice for the disciples of the sect is to go to the battlefield, or continue to search for the fragments of the Firmament Heaven, and they will not be as free as before."

But Tianjian Mountain is different, before the conference, the eldest prince Wu had already said that he would put the future in the Western Continent, and it can be regarded as informing the Xianhua League not to recruit people from Tianjian Mountain at will. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is defending you, which is really envious of you for having such a senior brother who protects your shortcomings.

So, I'm curious, with your freedom, will you choose to follow the Xianhua League, or do you have something you want to do? ”

(End of chapter)