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The morning sky of the endless Sea of Sands was clear and cloudless. The blue sky made people feel as if it was extremely close to the sky, giving people the feeling that they had arrived at a clean land.

The scorching noon sunlight of the endless Sea of Sands was still half covered his face. He had so many changes that it would occasionally empty out ten thousand miles, sometimes blue sky with white clouds, and other times he would be stuck between the horizon and the cloudy dark sky.

The two people of the endless Sea of Sands were enveloped by the dark red sunlight. Everything around them ? the plants and the yellow sand ? were dark red.

In the night of the endless Sea of Sands in the sea of stars that filled the sky, the radiance of the Milky Way system could be vaguely seen.

On Wu Cunjing's territory, Wu Ming and Sang Yu had rested for two days before they were about to set off again. Wu Cunjing did not keep the two of them, he placed his hopes of revenge on Wu Ming.

Wu Cunjing thought that Sang Yu was a burden, and he was very surprised that such a girl could follow him to the desert and travel so far. In Wu Cunjing's opinion, not only was this girl not fully grown, she was not even a powerful cultivator. In fact, this girl was not even a cultivator.

Wu Cunjing indicated that Sang Yu could stay in his territory until Wu Ming returned, and had guaranteed Sang Yu's safety. However, Wu Ming and Sang Yu said that no matter what, the two of them would stay together, so Wu Cunjing could only give up.

He followed the sun there, and there was another two hundred miles called the Sound Beach. There the sand would make a strong and wonderful sound. The sound of people walking could be heard but the sound of people stopping could be heard. Many people were afraid to go there, but in reality, the sand would make a noise whenever it was hit by an outside force. If you walk further ahead, you will be able to get close to an oasis shaped like a crescent moon. When you reach that place, you won't be far from Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox. Be careful of that woman. Don't look into her eyes. Although her eyes were extremely enchanting, they would still make the Sand Bandit leave its soul behind.

Wu Cunjing kept reminding Wu Ming like a nagging aunt. Wu Cunjing said that whether it was taking revenge for the Emperor of Great Sheng or Wu Ming taking revenge for the Emperor of Great Sheng, they were both the sons of the Emperor of Great Sheng. Yesterday's hangover made Wu Cunjing's eyes swell, and Wu Ming felt some regret as he looked at his brother, who had almost given up on himself.

Initially, Abram had wanted to ask Ah La to bring the two of them over, perhaps he was too afraid that Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox would not come even if she were to die, unwilling to become their guide. Abram was only willing to explain the location of the Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox, but he was not willing to guide the two into the depths of the Sea of Sands.

Wu Cunjing placed his own blade against Abram's neck. Abram was still unwilling to lead the way for Wu Ming, but under Sang Yu's persuasion, he gave up on the idea of asking Abram to be his guide. Instead, she prepared enough water and food for Wu Ming and Sang Yu.

Go! Now you are my hope, I hope the heavens can protect you! My brother!

Wu Ming nodded as he continued to lead the six groups of camels towards the Endless Sea of Sands. In the desert, it was extremely difficult to determine their direction, which made Wu Ming and Sang Yu feel that it was weird. Whether it was morning, noon, or night, the direction that the magnetic needle was pointing towards was exactly like Wu Cunjing had said, the direction of the sun.

After the two of them had walked very far, Wu Ming finally opened his mouth and said: "Do you know? My Sixth Brother used to be in high spirits, and is one of Emperor of Great Sheng's most beloved sons.

Are you sighing? Sang Yu treasured her words like gold. Only when there wasn't much of a time would she be willing to say a few more words.

That's right! I was sighing. What made a former king into a desert wolf.

Sang Yu looked at the endless yellow sand in the distance.

Wu Ming became silent, and the two continued to advance under the scorching sun.

I didn't know he loved me so much.

I think it would be the best protection for you in that situation.

Every one of his sons was outstanding. In front of me, he was always very strict. When I was a kid, I always thought he never took me seriously, never even looked at me directly. When I was young, what I wished for the most was for him to seriously look at me, to pay attention to my disappointing son.

Wu Ming didn't say who he was, but Sang Yu knew that Wu Ming was referring to the Emperor of Great Sheng.

Sixth Brother told me that I was his most important son, that everything he did was to protect me, that my mother was his most treasured woman. Actually, I couldn't think of a reason to take revenge for him in the past. Now, it seems that he has paid even more for me.

As long as you can understand it, there is hope in being a person. Although I have never met your father, I think that even though he had to resist your grandfather's pressure, I don't know what your dynasty was like, but it must have been a very complicated place.

Sang Yu took out a pottery flute from her waist and started to play a tune. This flute was only the size of a fingertip. Although it had a rough appearance, the melody it produced was very clear and melodious.

Sang Yu was playing a song from her homeland, and her memories reminded her of her own past. Wu Ming had never asked her before, but even if Wu Ming had asked her, she wouldn't be able to answer. This was because she had been an orphan since she was young, raised by her own clan's elders.

The melodious sound of the pottery flute traveled far into the horizon. Wu Ming gave him a simple wooden box with a needle inside. Wu Cunjing said that as long as he had this thing, he would not get lost.

The desolate plains had no end. The lonely deserts also had their own stories. Many people only experienced ordinary lives and ordinary stories, yet Wu Ming and Sang Yu walked into the depths of the endless Sea of Sands without hesitation. They wanted to create their own stories there.

Some of them felt that Wu Ming was unable to say it, some of them were dreams or things that were not reality, and it was not that easy to realize the road ahead. However, he did not want to turn around and realize that he was just a sigh from the mortal world.

To be able to overthrow a strong empire, this was already something unrealistic in the eyes of the people. At this moment, Wu Ming felt that his shoulders had become heavier. Not only was the desert filled with sand, it also had a soft place.

The sound of Sang Yu's porcelain flute was like a pair of gentle voices unwittingly comforting Wu Ming's anxious and confused heart. Wu Ming did not know that this soft tune was played by Sang Yu using his own mental energy.

There were six camels in the golden sand, one deep and one shallow, but they were soon buried by a hot wind.

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