The deepest affection in Gu Long's world

Chapter 90 Desert Trip
Even though the caravan was almost perfect in Fang Yunhua's eyes during the preparation stage, it still caused him a kind of physical and mental torment after entering the desert.

The midday sun hung high like a quenched scimitar, cleaving the rolling sand dunes into golden cliffs.

Heat waves surged between heaven and earth, and mirage-like oasis phantoms floated in the distorted air.

During the brief respite, the wind picked up.

At first, it was just the rustling sound of sand grains gnawing at each other, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue across silk.

In an instant, a giant, dim yellow curtain swallowed the sky, and the sandstorm transformed into thousands of wild horses galloping in. The well-prepared team had taken precautions in advance, and their resting place was at the very edge of the sandstorm's predatory range.

Even so, the overwhelming sea of ​​sand still makes one marvel at the boundless power of nature.

As night falls and the desert is shrouded in darkness, a chill seeps from the ground.

The moonlight seemed to ignite a chilling blue flame on the sand.

After the caravan chose a place to rest, Fang Yunhua, who stepped out of the carriage, noticed that the tip of his boot had struck a broken blade, with faded red silk wrapped around the hilt like dried blood.

“It’s the Red Scorpion Gang’s totem.” Shangguan Cangxing gestured with his lip in one direction.

Three hundred paces away, in the shadow of the sand dunes.

A glint of cold light pierced the night.

It wasn't a star falling.

It's the fangs that the bowstring is biting.

Immediately following, shouts of battle rose and fell. Fang Yunhua, who was idly squatting on the ground studying the broken blade, did not look at the two teams that were already fighting fiercely to the west.

This was a task that had been assigned long before we came to the desert.

Fang Yunhua, Yuan Suiyun, Xue Xiaoren, and Shangguan Cangxing need to maintain their physical and internal strength at all times to avoid a real crisis.

The bandits and brigands encountered along the way would be dealt with by the accompanying martial arts practitioners and members of the merchant guild. The Red Scorpion Gang was not the first bandit gang they had wiped out along the way.

Of course, it won't be the last one.

Immediately, Fang Yunhua yawned and walked towards the area where the Huashan disciples were stationed. Two disciples stayed behind to guard the area, while the rest joined the battle with the Red Scorpion Gang.

But Fang Yunhua wasn't looking for them; he was looking for Situ Liuxing.

As the best assistant in the Blood Sea Fragrance storyline, she helps Fang Yunhua steal the Wuhua Diary, which can be exchanged for a Great Rejuvenation Pill.

Upon reaching this vast desert frontier, he diligently followed the other party's instructions, keeping a close eye on the movements in the Western Regions.

When they were about to reach the desert area, Fang Yunhua met up with the other party again. Fang Yunhua's original plan was to tell him not to continue following, since the risks along the way were not small.

But Situ Liuxing's answer left Fang Yunhua speechless.

"I helped you before because we are friends. When friends need help from each other, I will do my best. But I will help you again to repay your kindness."

A year ago, my elder brother unintentionally acquired a fortune. My brother intended to retire from public life, but Nangong Ling, the leader of the Beggars' Sect at the time, learned of this and not only robbed the fortune but also dismembered my brother! Although I know who committed this heinous act, my martial arts are no match for Nangong Ling's. If I were to spread this news, the Beggars' Sect was at its zenith, and who in the martial arts world would believe me?

I thought this deep-seated hatred was hopeless to avenge, but who knew that this time, thanks to Young Master Fang's scheme, not only did the Beggar Clan suffer heavy losses, but the hateful Nangong Ling could no longer hide her hypocritical face.

I am deeply grateful to the young sect leader. If you do not give me this opportunity to repay this kindness, how will I face my elder brother after I leave this world?

Fang Yunhua, who is usually eloquent, remained silent for a long time because of this answer. Perhaps the main theme of Gu Long's world of martial arts has always been a state of madness and semi-madness, but it must be admitted that there are also many dazzling stars of human brilliance shining in it.

Since things had come to this point, he naturally agreed to let Situ Liuxing continue to follow. In fact, having such a true confidant who understood the Western Regions made Fang Yunhua, who had always been suspicious, feel much more at ease.

"You've mastered the whistle for controlling the falcon, haven't you?"

Upon hearing Fang Yunhua's words, Situ Liuxing nodded, then put his right hand to his mouth and blew hard. Soon, a flying falcon landed in front of him.

In the caravan, the skilled falconer brought four falcons with him on this trip. One was entrusted to Manager Wu to keep in touch with Fang Yunhua, while another was on standby with Fang Yunhua.

The remaining two are for backup in case of inconvenience.

After careful consideration, Fang Yunhua decided to entrust the control of one of the caravans to Situ Liuxing and Gao Yanan. This would make it easier for him to keep track of the entire caravan's movements, as they would soon be implementing the split-team plan.

Fang Yunhua and Yuan Suiyun will officially join each other's teams on the grounds that they have received a recruitment order issued by the King of Kucha.

The remaining caravan would stay in the nearest town, awaiting orders, and would also send out some people to gather intelligence on the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Kucha.

Because of Wuhua's death, there may be some changes in the internal political situation of the Kingdom of Kucha. The rebel king Andeshan was already barely in control of the country, and this was only with Wuhua's assistance.

The other party does possess certain talents in this area. Now that this ace assistant is gone, Fang Yunhua is worried that this idiot traitor will ruin what was already a very ordinary situation.

The prerequisite for him to win over and persuade the King of Kucha was that the other party needed to see him as a lifeline, not just an added bonus. Therefore, the King of Kucha had to be in a sufficiently dangerous situation.

This is a hardship that turtles absolutely must endure!

At this moment, after demonstrating the commands for controlling the falcon, Situ Liuxing looked at Fang Yunhua, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes from time to time.

Because the other party's current appearance is completely different from before, those who are particularly familiar with him may be able to detect some similarities by carefully looking at his eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth, but if they encounter his loyal Chu Liuxiang, they probably will not be able to tell that the person in front of them is Fang Yunhua.

"Is this really a level that bone-shrinking kung fu can achieve?"

Fang Yunhua touched the two small mustaches he had grown recently, which he had deliberately trimmed to be as neat as his eyebrows. Even though his appearance had declined considerably compared to before, he still had a unique charm.

“Situ, you can’t reach that level because your skill level isn’t high enough. You need to keep practicing.”

As a notorious thief, the other party must have mastered the art of bone shrinking, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a difficult technique as reshaping bones and shrinking facial muscles.

Fang Yunhua then placed the box he had been carrying all the way aside. This was a mechanical box commissioned by the imperial court to be made by the Zhu family of Jiangnan, which could be used to store the Lingxiao Sword.

To others, this box might contain a gun, a stick, or even an ancient zither or a scroll, but they would never imagine that it contains only a sharp sword.

(End of this chapter)