The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 811: Shacheng

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They wanted to continue walking with Jimoya, but they were rejected by Jimoya. Murong Xinnuo’s eyes were teary, and Jimoya ignored him. At this moment, a tornado suddenly broke out.

Enrolled everyone.

Jimoya is no exception.

After entering the tornado, Jimo Ya released the phantom face.

After a while, the tornado gradually dissipated.

Jimo Ya put his arms around Huan Qingyan, and Long Lingbao groaned softly, gently supporting the two of them to descend slowly.

This is a huge sand city.

See you in mid-air, this sand city occupies a huge area.

It’s all made of yellow sand, the city walls are high, and I don’t know what secret method is to make the scattered sand condense together.

There are some tall sand walls standing in the city, behind which shadows are faintly shaking.

It should be the one who was brought in by the tornado first.

After the two people landed, Long Lingbao turned into a silver thread and disappeared from his wrist when he got into Jimo Ya.

Before there was time to move, there were “bangs” around them, and other people were swept here by the tornado, and then they were thrown from a high altitude and fell to the ground, arousing large yellow sand.

Such movement caused Jimo Ya and Huan Qingyan to cast their gazes, just to see that the aroused yellow sand did not land on the ground.

On the contrary, it seemed to have life in the air, flowing strangely towards the nearest sand wall.

Then it winded into a strange picture on the sand wall, the words did not look like words, and the pictures did not look like pictures, and then stopped moving.

What the **** is this?

The two glanced at each other, Jimo Ya let go of the hand that was holding Huan Qingyan’s waist, instead holding her small hand, slowly walked to the sand wall.

Huan Qingyan also took a peek at the hapless guy who had been thrown from a high altitude just now and had no time to react.

At this moment, I was crawling out of the sand, spitting out yellow sand.

Can’t help pouting and laughing.

I was squeezed by Jimo Ya’s palm, raised his eyes, Jimo Ya smiled slightly, like the beginning of a spring breeze: “He looks good?”

Huan Qingyan’s back was cold, and she immediately conditioned her head to shook her head, flattering Chong Jimo Ya with a smile: “It doesn’t look good! Ya Shuai is the most beautiful!”

Jimoya nodded in satisfaction, and then went back to study the strange sand painting on the sand wall.

Huan Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. How did she feel that this guy is getting more and more jealous after meeting Jimoya again this time?

Well, this proves that this girl is getting more and more attractive, and Ya Shuai loves me more and more!

Yan Qingyan’s shameless narcissism, she retreats and feels that she is becoming more and more adorable, and her boyfriend loves herself so much that she can’t help himself, what should I do? Waiting online, very anxious~

“This sand painting is weird–” Jimo Ya’s voice rang, breaking Huan Qingyan’s narcissism, and looked up.

This sand wall is about ten feet high, and there are strange lines of yellow sand on it, just like a picture. It was originally just a casual glance, but when Huan Qingyan saw one of the sand paintings, His eyes narrowed.

There seems to be some mystery in this painting. Looking at it for a while, the aura in the body seems to be moving around.

There was something flashing in my mind, and it was too late to feel it. When a gust of wind blew, those sand paintings turned into yellow sand and slowly fell to the ground. There was a blank on the sand wall, and the thread of understanding just disappeared immediately.

Huan Qingyan came back to her senses, looked at Jimo Ya in amazement, and whispered: “This sand painting seems to have something–“

Jimoya seems to have sensed something too, his eyes are a little serious, and he also said: “Let’s look elsewhere.”