Xu Xuan left the sand boat with a calm expression.

At this time, most of the other casual cultivators or merchants on the sand boat sighed and left.

Xu Xuan didn't know anyone, so he planned to leave alone.

"Little brother, why not walk with us."

Fatty Wang Shui walked over with a smile, followed by two guards from the fourth level of the God Refining.

After Xu Xuan looked at the three of them, he felt that they were not threatening, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Many cultivators marched scattered towards the east of the desert.

In the desert, there are sometimes storm airflows, and many practitioners are washed away, sometimes walking, sometimes flying for a while.

"The scale of this big sandstorm is really big. I have been in Bahuang City for decades. This is the first time I have encountered it. Even the sand boat has been scrapped.

Fatty Wang Shui was also a little depressed while sighing.

After walking for a few days, the power of the storm that had dispersed had not yet dispersed.

On this day, in the area where the yellow sand was raging, a graceful figure flew towards Xu Xuan, Wang Shui and others.

When I looked closely, I saw that it was a pretty and beautiful man with snow-skinned and autumn eyes, wearing a gorgeous and exquisite goose yellow short skirt, revealing his white, tender and slender legs.

The woman's clothes were a little messy and her expression was panicked, but every undeliberate action and charm were fascinating.

The fat man Wang Shui and others were trembling and almost dull. Never saw such a beautiful and charming beauty.

Xu Xuan's eyes also lit up. Such a mature and beautiful woman would appear in the desert.

"Please everyone, save the little girl. Our merchant ship was attacked by sand thieves. They are chasing him...,"

The pretty woman in the yellow dress, she said in a charming and pleading manner, and tears flashed in her eyes.
Chapter completed!