Look up at the bright moon, look down at the yellow sand.

A group of people in ragged clothes, walking shoulder to shoulder, staggering like a hundred ghosts walking in the night, the only difference is that there are a series of footprints of different depths on the sand.

Just when everything was silent, a beast's roar sounded from the horizon, scaring everyone into falling asleep and trembling all over.

The smell was strong, Cheng Yan sneezed and wrapped herself tightly in linen clothes.

The environment was so bad that she felt a bit depressed.

I want to look up to the sky and scream: She is wearing it!

This is Tianchu Continent, a declining world of immortality. There are thousands of cities. This is a border fortress city in the west extreme. The city is wrapped in yellow sand. It is a ghost place where no one can poop.

There are big characters on the city gate, named: Xianqi.

There is a refugee concentration camp outside Xianqi City. It is surrounded by ruins and sand sculptures. The people walking there are all emaciated and emaciated.

The background is also different from her peaceful era. There is peace and prosperity in the city, and the demon master is at the top. Outside the city, demons are rampant, and corpses are everywhere.

In the city and outside it, in heaven and on earth.

As luck would have it, she was a refugee. She had lived here for three years, and had been tortured by this dark life. A few hours ago, she was beaten by someone for fighting over a piece of black steamed bun.

He lost his head and died.

With blood on her face and eyes like a saury, she was "courtesy" along the way and stood in the front row of the team, waiting for the city gate to open to receive one day's rations.

The sky is bright and the cold is getting worse.

Cheng Yan's thin linen clothes were tight and tight, and he was almost shaking into chaff. When his resentment reached its peak, the city gate finally opened with a bang.

The city gate guards were heavily armored and lined up neatly on the left and right.

A cold shout interrupted the refugees' commotion.

"Queue up and get your food."

The three young men, all different in height, fat and thin, entered the sandcastle set up outside the city gate in an orderly manner.

The team began to move forward.

The shape of the sandcastle is peculiar, round on the outside and square on the inside, with a huge glazed stone on the top, which attracts the skylight and shines in the shimmering light.

There are restrictions inside the sand castle. When you enter, the spring flowers bloom, you are full of energy, and you immediately come back to life.

The young people lined up in order, all with red lips and white teeth, dignified appearance. They were uniformly dressed in snow-white robes, with gilded silk threads outlining auspicious clouds, and they looked proud in their gestures.

The future demon master will have a brilliant life and a bright future engraved on his forehead.

In front of them, the refugees wrapped in linen were like rats in the gutter, poor worms who could not see the light of day.

Light and darkness are distinct.

In this bizarre world of immortality, where demons are rampant, there will naturally be strong people to control the demons. The demon master came into being, and it has become the most promising profession, and everyone is flocking to it.

There are so many people who want to become demon masters, but there are only a handful of people who can actually become one.

As for how to become a demon master?

"Why are you so dazed! Three steamed buns and a bottle of water."

Cheng Yan came to his senses, took the food handed to him by a vine, and couldn't wait to eat it.

It's such a shame, the young men are beautiful and delicious, but at this moment they are not as good as the steamed buns in their hands.

She watched as she walked.

The vines are all green and decorated with delicate leaves. It is a little demon, with a little enlightenment, it can listen to people's words.

After being subdued by the young man, the vines flew everywhere and distributed the food quickly and orderly.

When throwing away disobedient refugees, he is also quick and accurate, and every time he throws them, he is accurate.

Whoever sees it doesn’t say: Monster is really man’s best friend.

The second boy can barter for any type of items.

There are occasionally birds and animals in the desert. Once you get it, you can exchange it for food. It is also unknown whether rare varieties can be exchanged for spiritual stones.

As for the night beasts and monsters, you are lucky enough to be alive if you meet them, and no one has ever brought them in exchange.

In other words, it has never happened outside the city.

The most eye-catching one is the third juvenile.

In front of you are water, clay, porcelain basins, and spiritual plants. Some things that are rarely seen in the desert.

The young man had a serious face and stiff techniques, playing with two withered spiritual plants.

There are various professions under the Demon Control Master, among which the Spirit Planter is particularly popular.

The desert lacks water and even more spiritual plants. Those who can breed and cultivate spiritual plants are all guests.

The original owner of Cheng Yuan's body was also a talented spiritual planter.

Why did it end up like this? It’s so bloody and bizarre.

Before she was eight years old, the original owner was the daughter of the lord of Xianqi City, and she was the young city lord. She had been favored since she was a child, and had a good reputation as a fairy. She was the center of attention and protected by thousands of people wherever she went.

The city lord was a demon master, but he cultivated his daughter's talent because he knew that demon masters often encounter dangers, and spiritual planters are more secure and comfortable. It can be said that he has far-reaching plans for his children.

The original owner has indeed lived up to his expectations. He has been smart and diligent since he was a child, has memorized several spiritual plant classics, has learned about most types of spiritual plants, and has been personally certified as a junior spiritual plant master by the spiritual plant master.

Seeing that a new star in the spiritual plant world was about to rise, the situation took a turn for the worse three years ago.

The original owner's life experience was exposed, and he occupied the magpie's nest and pretended to be the owner. The city owner was seriously injured and was so furious that he fainted. The original owner had someone beat him up and threw him out of the city gate, and he almost died of illness.

It was an old refugee in the ruins, Kui Laogui, who couldn't bear it, so he used a patch of medicine he had saved for many years to save her life.

A few months ago, Kui Laogui disappeared in the desert and was never found again. The original owner searched for him to no avail, leaving him alone and helpless again.

When Cheng Yuan took over, she was completely naked and sick.

"This beard must not be left behind..."

When the young man heard this, he glanced at her: "What do you know?"

Cheng Yan waved his hand, then I'll go.

A man came up from behind and pushed Cheng Yuan away, then handed him his black hand.

There are three dry, flat, black stones on it.

The young man indeed said this: "It is useless to break stones."

The man was anxious: "Don't tell me, this is a family heirloom orchid seed. It is very rare. However, it is just a little older..."

Oh, it's expired.

The young man waved his hand without raising his eyelids.

As soon as the green shadow flashed, the man immediately flew out of the sand castle and performed a flying goose on the sand.

Cheng Yuan patted his chest, luckily he ran fast.

…

There are countless refugees in the ruins, all hiding under sand pits.

Occasionally, there is a half-complete roof tile, which is a "big family" with a radius of several miles.

The man looked around outside the abandoned house, turned back and glared at the person behind him, with an impatient and vicious look on his face.

"Kid, get out of here." I followed him all the way.

Cheng Yuan sniffed: "We have guests coming from afar, why don't we invite you to sit at home?"

"Give up, I already have a wife and children!" The man crossed his arms across his chest with a wary look on his face.

Cheng Yuan hates the cold, you are really trustworthy.

"Would you like to change the seeds?"

"I would rather die than change!"

Cheng Yan took two steps closer: "One seed and one bottle of water."

"You think my seed is some kind of junk! Even if I swallow it raw and throw it away to feed the dogs, I won't—"

"Add another steamed bun."

"two!"

"make a deal."

Hand over the seeds in one hand and the rations in the other.

The seeds were chosen by Cheng Yan himself. They were the plumpest and looked promising.

…

Cheng Yuan's residence was square in shape, with a broken board above his head. It was a sand pit that could be dug with enough strength.

The bunker is simple and crude, cold in winter and hot in summer. Apart from being able to hide people and protect against wind, it does nothing.
To be continued...