Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

In the villa's living room, warm light filled the room, and night had already fallen outside the window.

Ding Yumin sat on the large, off-white sofa, her hands folded on her knees.

She wore a simple light blue knit sweater, her long hair was loosely tied back, and her face was calm and gentle.

Only through careful observation can one catch a subtle, almost imperceptible trace in those deep eyes.

"To be honest, before I met Lord Fu Ye, I always thought of myself as someone rejected by the world."

Ding Yumin spoke softly, her voice calm yet possessing a certain penetrating power.

"It's not just ordinary loneliness, but the feeling of knowing you're standing on the edge of an abyss, ready to fall at any moment."

Sitting opposite her, Mu Nujiao leaned forward slightly, her eyes full of curiosity.

She was wearing a beige turtleneck sweater today, which looked exceptionally soft under the lights.

Ai Tutu, on the other hand, was curled up on a single sofa, hugging a soft cushion, looking like a curious child.

"Actually, I was just a child from an ordinary family, but when I was eight years old, my body underwent some changes."

Ding Yumin continued.

"It's not exactly a mutation, but I've found that I have a hard time controlling my emotions, and my emotions affect everyone around me."

Ai Tutu couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you've been suppressing your emotions all this time?"

Ding Yumin nodded with a wry smile.

Mu Nujiao frowned slightly.

"This must be very painful."

"It's not just about pain."

Ding Yumin's voice lowered.

"What's worse is that I can't control this ability. If Dean Xiao hadn't discovered and stopped it in time, the people around me might have already disappeared."

She took a deep breath.

It was at this time.

Fu Ye came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of sliced ​​fruit.

“You guys keep chatting. I might have some things to take care of in a couple of days. Yu Mian is weak, pitiful, and helpless. You two can’t bully her.”

Upon hearing his words, Ai Tutu jumped up immediately.

"Hey! Sister Yu Mian is so strong, we're the two poor souls!"

Ai Tutu remains as unconventional as ever.

"Oh yes, yes, Rabbit is right, you're the most pitiful one."

With that, Fu Ye darted upstairs.

All three girls were geniuses, and their conversations were never boring. Fu Ye had no interest in eavesdropping on their chatter.

If nothing unexpected happens, something about the Flame Princess of Dunhuang might occur in the next few days, so he needs to scout the location beforehand.

After all, the little Flame Princess is so cute, and there's also the adult Flame Princess. It would be unreasonable not to subdue and recruit her for our own use.

As for Mo Fan...
Who cares? Anyway, he's the chosen one. This time, the National Government battle wasn't going to rely on him to win. He has one wolf, which is enough for him.

When the plane lands.

The runway at Dunhuang Airport still reflects a pale golden light.

Looking out the porthole, Fu Ye saw that the distant, rolling sand dunes were completely different from those in the Central Plains.

"finally reached."

Lingling, who was next to her, put down her tablet and rubbed her eyes.

This girl, who looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, actually already considers herself a mature woman in her twenties.

As a hunter master with a wealth of knowledge, she came specifically to accompany Fu Ye to search for Yan Ji's whereabouts.

Fu Ye yawned and looked at Lingling.

"You've been studying the materials the whole way, aren't you tired?"

"The Flame Princess is an extremely rare fire elemental spirit, and any related clues should be taken seriously."

Lingling answered seriously and was the first to disembark from the plane. Dunhuang Airport is not large.

The walls of the hall were decorated with replicas of flying apsaras patterns from Dunhuang murals, with vibrant colors, but Fu Ye didn't particularly like this style.

Lingling seemed to really like it here, looking up and surveying the surroundings.

"The flying apsaras in Mogao Grottoes, in the early Northern Wei style, have bold and powerful lines, which are different from the elegant style of the Tang Dynasty."

Fu Ye raised an eyebrow.

"You've also studied these things?"

"A hunter's knowledge base must be comprehensive."

Lingling pushed up her glasses.

"Dunhuang is an important town on the ancient Silk Road and a place where Eastern and Western cultures blended. The legend of Yan Ji that we investigated appeared in this area, which may be related to the special earth vein energy in the area."

Stepping out of the airport, a refreshing, dry breeze greeted me.

In September, the mornings in Dunhuang are already a bit chilly, but the sunlight is exceptionally bright.

"I've sent the spirit fox to the capital. Now I need to find a couple of vehicles."

Not long after.

They rented an SUV and drove west along the border.

The roadside features typical Gobi Desert landscapes, with sparse camel thorns and red willows dotting the sand and stones.

Of course, this road is not easy to travel.

Dunhuang is not the Dunhuang of Earth. More than 90% of the land here has been invaded by demons. However, Lingling is still very reliable. She is much better than Mo Fan and his friends in the original work who went through wind and rain and almost lost their lives.

"Dunhuang receives less than 40 millimeters of rainfall per year, but its evaporation exceeds 2400 millimeters."

Lingling looked out the window.

"Extremely arid environments can give rise to pure fire elemental beings."

Fu Ye responded to the other party while drifting his car.

"Ancient records state that the Flame Princess was born in extreme environments, either deep within a volcano or in extremely arid places like this. Flames become purer in the dryness."

Fu Ye drove the SUV, which roared loudly. The demons, sensing the commotion, almost instinctively rushed out.

However, Fu Ye was driving extremely fast, and his car was a specially modified off-road vehicle for sandy terrain, which meant that although the demons were angry, they could not catch up with them.

The off-road vehicle bumped and jolted along in the desert, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Fu Ye drove with a look of complete satisfaction; all he wanted to do at that moment was step on the gas.

Lingling kept her eyes glued to the screen of the energy detector, and no one noticed the approaching movement from behind.

"The energy readings are getting stronger." Lingling pushed up her glasses.

But soon.

In the rearview mirror, sand and dust rose like a yellow dragon, and the figures of dozens of sand tigers and cave scorpions could be vaguely seen rushing towards them.

Crimson eyes gleamed in the sand and dust.

To make matters worse, the demons were clearly attracted by the dust kicked up by their vehicles and the sound of their engines.

"Whoosh!" Fu Ye couldn't suppress the smile on his face and kept stepping on the gas pedal.

"Hold on tight, the veteran driver is about to take you for a spin!"

The off-road vehicle accelerated like a wild horse, weaving through the hills.

However, the complex terrain of the Gobi Desert limits the speed.

The horde of demons behind them was getting closer and closer, with the nearest Sand Roaring Tiger less than 100 meters from the rear of the vehicle.

Just then, two figures slowly emerged from behind a sand dune ahead.

They were two young men, one with messy black hair and a languid look, and the other with dazzling blond hair, dressed in flashy desert adventure clothes.

They were riding two Bactrian camels, slowly traversing the Gobi Desert. Judging from their route, they seemed to be taking many detours to avoid attacks from demons.

If nothing unexpected happens.

They were Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan. (End of Chapter)