Yang Xuan''s pupils narrowed sharply because he knew the woman in the center of the sandstorm.


    Emperor Yao of Qing Dynasty!


    Yes, the woman in the center of the sandstorm was the great Emperor Yao of the Qing Dynasty, or the God of famine, who once appeared beside him in the form of a corpse.


    In that vague illusion, Yang Xuan knew that the famine God disappeared after creating the central battlefield.


    I''m afraid no one thought that the body of the famine God was here, in the central desert.


    The eyes of Emperor Yao of the Qing Dynasty were closed, but for some reason, Yang Xuan felt strangely that she seemed to have her eyes open, and her eyes were full of unforgettable hatred.


    The strange voice came out again, calling Yang Xuan''s name, nothing else.


    Yang Xuan tried to communicate and shouted, "Qing Yao emperor?"


    The woman in the sandstorm did not respond, but her body began to twist and struggle strangely.


    The sandstorm separated by Yang Xuan began to close, and Yang Xuan was about to be wrapped in.


    Yang Xuan thought for a moment. He simply didn''t hide or flash. He allowed the gray sandstorm to merge behind him and surround himself.


    The roar of gravel echoed in my ears, and sand and stones of different sizes scattered and flew, fell on my body and turned into powder.


    Yang Xuan approached the woman in the center of the sandstorm step by step.


    At one moment, the woman suddenly opened her eyes.


    What a pair of eyes, cold, heartless, empty and decadent


    The words of any negative emotion possessed by human beings are not enough to describe the emotion revealed by these eyes.


    Somewhere, a voice came out of the woman''s mouth. It seemed to have crossed hundreds of millions of stars, and it was like crossing countless long rivers of time. It was ancient and desolate.


    "Yang Xuan!!!"


    After that, the voice disappeared, but the Emperor Yao of the Qing Dynasty had left the center of the sandstorm and appeared in front of Yang Xuan.


    Boom!


    Two red lights pierced the sandstorm and fell straight into Yang Xuan''s eyes.


    For a moment, Yang Xuan felt as if he had entered a whirlpool that continued to rotate, and couldn''t help sinking.


    As soon as he was about to resist, there was darkness in front of him, and his body sank into the dark and lightless water.


    Yang Xuan didn''t panic either. He tried to go upstream. Before long, he saw the light.


    WOW!


    The water was scattered, and the little poor body came out of the cold pool. On the bank stood several big men with frost on their faces.


    "This girl can swim!" a big man said coldly.


    "Tie some stones and sink down," said another big man.


    Girl?


    Yang Xuan looked at the water strangely. What he saw was the long black hair floating on the water and the body of a five-year-old girl full of scars.


    Fantasy?


    Yang Xuan made a judgment in an instant. It seems that he has fallen into a dreamland.


    He experienced too many such things, so he didn''t panic, just looked on coldly.


    Sure enough, the next moment, the girl waved her hands and swam to the shore.


    Sure enough, it was a fantasy that could only be seen without their own control, but the perspective was on the little girl.


    Yang Xuan tried to run his mind, but found that the response came from a very far place and didn''t work well.


    It seems that this should be an independent fantasy.


    He is not in a hurry. Even if his spiritual consciousness leaves his body, his mind will control his body so that he will not be attacked by external forces.


    He wanted to see what the purpose of the Qing Yao emperor was to pull him into this dreamland.


    As soon as they swam ashore, the big men pressed the little girl down, tied some stones to her with ropes, and pushed her into the deep pool again.


    This time the little girl couldn''t swim up and sank directly to the bottom of the pool under the gravity of the stone.


    Just when he thought the little girl was dead, a big fish suddenly swam out of the bottom of the pool, bit the rope with his mouth, and then pushed the girl away from a cave at the bottom of the pool, and his head appeared in a river not far away.


    The girl struggled to swim ashore. She was so exhausted that she couldn''t move a finger.


    Night fell and wild animals haunted.


    Several wild wolves came over with green eyes. Their noses kept sniffing around the little girl. They were about to bite off.


    Just then, a grizzly bear suddenly appeared, and a few growls scared the wolf away.


    After that, the grizzly bear held the unconscious girl and carried her back to her nest.


    After a period of time, grizzly bear was very spiritual to find all kinds of food for the little girl.


    The girl was not afraid. From beginning to end, she was very calm and depended on the grizzly bear.


    The good times didn''t last long. During a hunting trip, she was bitten to death by other fierce animals. The little girl suddenly lost her food source.


    Just when she was starving to death, she was found by hunters who went up the mountain and took her back. Yang Xuan originally thought that the girl would live such a dull life, but what he didn''t expect was that only a year later, the hunter husband and wife died, leaving the girl alone.


    In the next ten years, it can almost be remade into a suffering TV play. The girl seems to be born with bad luck. Wherever she goes, anyone who is good to her will die inexplicably.


    In the past ten years, girls have suffered all kinds of hardships and all kinds of crimes. If they were ordinary people, they might have gone crazy and committed suicide long ago.


    But the girl didn''t. from beginning to end, she was very calm. Whether in the face of danger or suffering, she was like a sculpture without emotion.


    Ten years later, a man appeared.


    When this man first appeared, Yang Xuan was so dull for a moment.


    Because the whole person is too similar to him in terms of body shape, dress, or temperament. Except that his face is always surrounded by fog, everything else is 100% similar to Yang Xuan.


    The girl knelt down in the muddy sect and wept for the first time in ten years.


    The man stroked the girl''s head, and his face wrapped in fog clearly showed a smile.


    The passage of time is like a long river. What Yang Xuan saw in the long river is a scattered picture. In that picture, there are practice, fighting, blood and meat.


    Until the appearance of one eye.


    Yes, that''s one eye, dark and lifeless.


    After that, the battle broke out, the sky fell apart and the stars were broken.


    The man never appeared again. The girl searched all over the mountains and rivers, sun, moon and stars, and didn''t find the man.


    During the period of searching, Yang Xuan saw familiar scenes, including Terrans, imperial court and even Chen Yuanxi.


    Finally, Yang Xuan saw that the girl stood on a black coffin and entered the void alone. With great means, she forcibly placed a continent in the void.


    Then, holding a fist sized vortex, he slowly fell to the ground and turned into a desert.


    Then the picture was dark.


    When the picture was here, Yang Xuanyuan thought it was over.


    But no.


    I don''t know how long later, in the dark space, an eye suddenly appeared, and the black pupil hung quietly.


    Then Yang Xuan saw that the girl stood up again from the gravel and attracted countless bodies from all directions to form ten corpse dolls.


    The whole story is finally over. Yang Xuan floats up from the long river of time. When he opens his eyes again, the woman in front of him also opens his eyes.


    Then she fell slowly.