Magic Punk

Di Zijing wore a golden cloak that completely wrapped her exquisite and beautiful body. She stopped the handle of the yellow sand knife flying like a butterfly in her hand, and looked straight at Di Yungui with her golden eyes.

My brother is recuperating.

Di Yungui nodded: I know.

But I think I always had the right to see him.

That was before. Di Zijing corrected, It's gone now.

When didn't it happen? Di Yungui asked.

Di Zijing smiled: Just now.

Di Yungui quietly stretched out his finger, and a snow-white cloud danced there, like a tiny white snake winding around his finger.

You want to be beaten again?

Di Zijing flipped her wrist and held the handle of the knife. A handful of yellow sand gathered there, and then slowly transformed into the shape of the blade.

This seems like something I should say to you.

Now Di Zijing is the desert guard and holds the guard weapon Mohai Knife. Although Di Yungui has gone through a day of recuperation, it still takes time to recover from the injuries he suffered in the sky realm.

And even if Di Yungui was in his prime, it would be difficult for him to defeat Di Zijing, who had the Mohai Sword.

You are always a fox pretending to be a tiger. Di Yungui said softly, and then took a step forward.

The finger should point forward.

The moment Di Zijing was about to sweep out with a sword, Xi Ziquan's voice came calmly from the depths of the cave.

Let Yun Gui come in.

Di Yungui retracted his hand, but Di Zijing hesitated a little, then shook her wrist and shattered the slightly formed Mohai knife, leaving only a handle.

Then Di Yungui walked forward, and when he was level with Di Zijing, the woman said calmly: One day, I will make all your pride fall away.

Di Yungui smiled: If that day comes.

Then he stepped past.

Xi Ziquan is in the deepest part of the sand cave.

This is a desert palace built with the power of the Mohai Knife. Although every guard has the power to control the power of a field after possessing a guard weapon, not many choose to use it to build a nest.

Emma Croft did not choose to build because she already had the best base in Perseus.

As for Jiaoyue, although there are many places in the city that have not been damaged in the earthquake, Her Royal Highness inevitably thinks that it is too low-grade, so after getting the Xuanhuang Ruler, she directly raised the earth to create the pyramid, and she was taller. Sitting on the throne.

This is barely a base.

Over in the Sky Domain, Xingjiu had been alone until the winner was decided in the Forest Domain, so she didn't actually have the need to build a base. Besides, the Sunset Bow was not good at it, and there were spare palaces in the Sky City that could be used.

But only the desert realm, with its yellow sand and dazzling sun, is the same environment as the ice field realm, making it inconvenient to live without a base.

Therefore, Di Zijing's move was just following the trend.

It is said to be a sand cave, but in fact this building is no less than a palace buried deep in the desert. Except for the poor lighting, there are magic lamps powered by magic crystals in the corridors and every room. Everything else is perfect. In particular, the walls have sharp edges and corners, as if they were polished bit by bit with a carving knife.

But of course Di Yungui knew that this was all the work of Mohai Dao.

Possessing defensive weapons is equivalent to possessing the power of a domain. Its strength is infinitely close to that of Dongxuan, and it can gain unparalleled advantages in subsequent confrontations.

There are almost no people who are not attracted to it. Only a being like Xi Ziquan who possesses the blade of disillusionment will abandon it like worn out shoes.

Of course, not long ago, Xi Ziquan actually activated the Blade of Disillusionment, which was the reason why Di Yungui wanted to come and take a look at him.

Although this desert palace is not small, it is not big either.

After all, there are no servants inside, and even if all possible residents are included, there are only ten people.

So Di Yungui didn't walk long. From a distance, he saw the little green-skinned donkey tied at the door.

So Di Yungui's handsome face showed a long-lost smile, and then he took out a handful of alfalfa from the space bracelet and stretched it out in front of the donkey's mouth.

The green donkey saw Di Yungui's arrival from a distance, but tried his best to pretend to be dismissive. But when the fresh and dewy alfalfa was put to his mouth, he could no longer bear the temptation. .

After all, it hasn't had many good meals since it came to Mount Sumeru. The two grasses it finally gnawed on were the green belts in urban areas, and it was happiest.

Then I came to the desert here and started eating sand like crazy.

So it reluctantly opened its mouth and enjoyed the other party's offering.

But after opening and closing its mouth, all it bites is air and its own saliva.

It glared fiercely at the blond man in front of it, who was just trying to amuse a child while holding food.

But it's not a child!

Then it moved its hooves, stepped forward and bit out again.

Failed again.

The movements on the opponent's hand were subtle and swift. It was obviously sure that it would get at least half of the bite, but it felt empty when it closed its mouth.

Di Yungui looked at it with a half-smile, wanting to see what other tricks this little green-skinned donkey had up his sleeve.

Of course the green donkey had no tricks, it just raised its head and brayed loudly.

Oh-oh-

Xi Ziquan's helpless voice came from inside: Stop bullying Xiaoqing.

Aren't you here to see me?

Di Yungui curled his lips.

Whether it is a woman or a donkey around Xi Ziquan, they are accustomed to relying on this man unconsciously.

Then he handed the alfalfa in his hand to the donkey's mouth, and let it bite it happily, while he walked into the deepest room.

Xi Ziquan was reading in front of the wooden table. On the table were a plate of candied fruits, a plate of melon seeds and a pot of tea.

But the other party did not touch the things on the table at all, as if they were real decorations.

Di Yungui looked at this gentle and blond man who was more of a scholar than a scholar. He was not very handsome, and he was far different from Di Yungui himself.

But no one makes people feel more comfortable than he does.

Whether talking to him or getting along with him, I feel very comfortable.

But no one knows better than Di Yungui that even on Mount Sumeru where monsters gather, the man in front of him is still the biggest one.

monster.

He sat down opposite Xi Ziquan.

Pour yourself a cup of tea.

Xi Ziquan's eyes still didn't leave the page, but he had already spoken.

How's the injury?

Di Yungui smiled: Why do I feel that I should ask this question more?

Xi Ziquan still didn't look up: I'm not injured, just a little tired.

Di Yungui smiled: I was a little injured, but it's nothing serious now.

Xi Ziquan nodded, and then asked: You should know some details.

I would like to know.

The one who forced me to use the knife.

Is he the boy named Xuan Yi you recognized before?