Chapter 2624: Magic flute condition

Triassic is one of the exits to the parent world.
Although it is not the most important export, because Sanchaguan is not affiliated with any force, it is favored by those neutral business alliances.
The major families in the mother world are intertwined, and some goods in cross-border movements often have to go through all the way.
Under the combined strength of some powerful business alliances, it is better to transport the living things outside the mother world and then return to the mother world through various gates. This is also a shortcut.
The Chiyang Desert is adjacent to San Dieguan. Those merchants who are familiar with the commercial road will naturally not get lost in this desert, but there are always some exceptions, and Luo Zheng is one of them.
"Yes," Luo Zheng nodded and admitted.
However, this woman can not think of it, Luo Zheng is not a person in the mother world.
"After this dust storm was rolled up, it was covered in this desert. I couldn't cross it for a long time. I don't know what kind of cleverness is in the desert of Chiyang?" Luo Zheng asked his own doubts.
Who knows that the woman does not directly answer Luo Zheng’s words, she smiles lightly and slowly says:
Where do you want to leave the Chiyang Desert, where are you going?

Luo Zheng expected that she would not have any connection with Xuan Weiwei, and immediately said: "Scorpio City."
There is no strange color on the woman's face. "The city of Tianzhu is the big city north of the Chiyang desert. I have been there."
Luo Zheng looked at her and he was a little bit impatient. He asked directly: "If so, can you tell me how to leave this desert?"
"There is naturally a way to leave this desert, but after the sandstorm in the desert of Chiyang has subsided, you will be able to walk out of the desert in Chiyang all the way to the north," the woman replied with a smile.
Luo Zheng also knew that the reason why he could not walk out of the desert was mostly because of the sandstorm. He immediately asked: "How long will this sandstorm last?"

When the sandstorm in the Chiyang Desert is scraped, it will last about a year and a half,
the woman said.
Luo Zheng’s brows were slightly wrinkled. He also wanted to rush to Tianzhu City and Ming Wei to join them. This time is too long.
"There is no other way?" Luo Zheng asked.
The woman still said without hesitation: "This dust storm is a illusion created by the spirit of the fog. If the average person comes in, it will naturally not go out, but we have a way for the sand people."
"Call the fog god?" Luo Zheng's eyebrows gently raised.
The woman smiled and said: "In your eyes, it should be a powerful beast, but it is our god. I have been blessing our sand country for countless years..."
Luo Zheng slightly inquired, it is generally understood.
This red desert is naturally a ridiculous place in the eyes of those who are strong on the other side.
In fact, this desert is not so desolate, there are also oases, there are a large number of sand people, and even a country and dozens of large and small tribes.
The of the fog should be a beast that is entrenched in the desert of Chiyang. This beast is good at creating fantasy.
Being able to trap Luo Zheng in this dust storm is enough to show that the "fog of the gods" in the woman's mouth should be an extremely powerful existence, and it is difficult for the other side to be able to kill him.
Therefore, most of the caravans that borrowed from the three folds, the flying boat, will detour after entering the customs, avoiding the desert of Chiyang.
Luo Zheng was in a state of panic and could not find an exit in this desert.
Also because of the existence of "the spirit of the fog", but instead sheltered the sand people in the desert, the sand people naturally worship this fierce beast as a god.
"Since you have a way to leave, please also refer to a clear road. If there is any help, please give me more advice," Luo Zheng said.
He also understood the meaning of this woman's words.
This woman was obviously pursued by some people and was hidden in the depths of the desert.
She seems to want to seek her own help for a long time.
Since Luo Zheng had asked for her, she said it very simply.
The woman heard Luo Zheng say so, her eyes lit up slightly.
She has been to Tianzhu City. After all, she has seen the sand people in the world. She can't judge the strength of this person. However, Luo Zheng is not only weak in the strength of outsiders. If she can seek help from this person, it can be said to her. It is a life-saving.
Only she was afraid that Luo Zheng refused to speak directly. Now Luo Zheng took the initiative to say it, and she was relieved.
It’s not that she works, but she misses the opportunity to fall from the sky.
"Don't be a son, the magic flute was originally the king of the sand country. Before a few months ago, there was a rebellion in the country. The king brother of the magic flute was slaughtered by the new king. The magic flute was called by the of fog. Asylum was able to escape into the desert, leaving this life, if the son can regain the throne for the magic flute, the magic flute is naturally grateful!" Her voice suddenly lowered.
The magic flute is very clear, her grace with Luo Zheng out of the desert is not enough to make Luo Zheng such a risky shot, this time also shows the color of pity.
The battle for the throne was originally very cruel. Her only choice was to go far away, but the appearance of Luo Zheng made her see a glimmer of hope.
Luo Zheng has considered it in his heart. This is not difficult for Luo Zheng.
Judging from the guards around the woman, the strong man in the sand country is probably a group of gods. God changed the situation. It will take too much time to help her clear these troubles. He nodded.
"In this case, Luo Gongzi will start with the magic flute!"
Then she called the guards and removed the tents.
After some preparation, the magic flute pulled out a winding green flute. As she put the flute on her lips and gently blew it, a melodious flute sounded.
"Hey..."
Just as the flute sounded, a strange scene appeared.
The yellow sand that had been tumbling around seemed to have heard the command of the flute and avoided it on both sides.
"what?"
Just as these yellow sands were avoided, Luo Zhengcai felt the undulation of a space law.
It seems that the illusion created by this dust storm does use the law of space, even the virtual reality, and it is not known what kind of beasts are hidden in the desert, which can create such a strange illusion.
"This flute is given by the of fog, and the magic flute is using this flute to escape from the sand country," the magic flute said softly to Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng took a look at the flute and immediately asked: "Only the whole country has only one person to own this flute?"
If you use this flute to open the way, hiding in the desert can indeed escape the pursuit of others.
The magic flute shook his head and said: "There are three sheltered flutes in the sand country, so we are worried that the king will send people to chase."
Luo Zheng nodded. Since he had found a way to leave the desert, he was not so anxious.
The magic flute played the flute of the player while leading the way, while the dust storms on both sides swept wildly, without a grain of sand approaching.