"What's more?" Wu Zheng looked curious, and stepped forward to ask the bearded man.

Who would have thought, but the bearded man lightly spit out two words: "Bloodletting." ”

Wu Zheng sniffed, he seemed to have heard the two words that hurt his heart, and his legs were a little weak for a while.

The bearded man naturally didn't pay attention to Wu Zheng's reaction, and continued to speak: "If we can't hold it anymore, we can slaughter these horses, and when the time comes, drinking their blood will be enough to get out of the Gobi." ”

Xiaohua listened and sighed to herself. Speaking of which, he doesn't want to waste any more time backing down, he doesn't like to go back. Therefore, when the bearded man put forward his opinion, he was also more supportive. Moreover, after listening to the bearded man's narration, he felt more reasonable. With that, he made up his mind, got up and said, "In that case, then we will continue our departure tomorrow." ”

After that, everyone was speechless, and after a while they turned their heads to rest.

In the Gobi at night, the wind and sand are really not small. Coupled with the biting cold, Wu Zheng couldn't sleep. He knew that he should have brought more clothes, but he never expected that the further south he went, it would be cold.

Wu Zheng was lying on the ground, his head resting on his arms, and he raised his eyes to look at the starry sky. The starry sky on the Gobi Desert is brighter than other places, giving people a sense of emptiness and comfort. Wu Zheng couldn't sleep, so he simply started counting the stars.

Yingying's light kept flickering in the night sky, one number after another, coming out of Wu Zheng's mouth. But at this moment, there was a rustling sound.

At first, Wu Zheng didn't care much, but then, as his voice got louder and louder, he began to feel that something was wrong. Because he could clearly feel that the rustling was approaching them.

"Little flower. Wu Zheng slapped the little flower on the side, and the little flower was sleeping soundly at this time, and was suddenly patted by Wu Zheng for such a moment, and he was naturally very unhappy.

But instead of getting angry, he put his ear close to the ground and began to listen for something. Immediately afterwards, a "bad" came out of Xiaohua's mouth.

As Xiaohua's voice spread, the bearded man and Mo Qing also woke up. Neither of them slept very well, and they were startled by the sudden sound.

However, the two of them didn't eat dry food, and they subconsciously knew what was going on. Immediately after, the bearded voice sounded: "Find a place to shelter from the wind, the sandstorm is coming." ”

Among the crowd, the bearded man was the most experienced, and after listening to his words, the four of them were busy and nervous. The horses were the first to be frightened, as the saying goes, animals are smarter than people. At this point, you can see it.

The sound of the wind, and it was getting closer, caused the horses to neigh. They shouted, slapping their horses' hooves on the ground. If it hadn't been for the bearded man who had gone up and grabbed the reins of them, he might have gone somewhere.

Wu Zheng and the three were naturally not idle, and they were busy picking up what they could take. Xiaohua was in charge of the command, and rushed forward first, shouting loudly as she ran: "Go to the edge of the cliff." ”

Gradually, the wind and sand are approaching. At that moment, the world was completely plunged into darkness. finally

Wu Zheng knew that in addition to the night, the world could be so bleak.

Wu Zheng was holding a pot of water in his arms, his eyes had lost their effect, and he simply closed them tightly. Because if you open your eyes, you will be blinded by the wind and sand. He didn't know the direction anymore, and relying on the feeling under his feet and the sound of his ears, he gradually approached Xiaohua's position.

He could feel the sand pouring into his ears, as well as his nostrils. At this time, as soon as he gasped, countless tiny grains of sand would immediately fly into his mouth. As a last resort, Wu Zheng could only bite his clothes with his mouth, so that he could feel better, so that he would not spit out a mouthful of sand.

Wu Zheng didn't know where the cliff Xiaohua was talking about, if he could barely see it at night, at this time, the wind and sand were all over the sky, and he couldn't see anything. Relying on the only impressions, he began to explore. Under his feet, there was already a pile of sand. If you step down, you'll sink deep.

Gradually, Wu Zheng had a bad premonition. Because he began to find that he couldn't hear Xiaohua's voice clearly, the wind and sand around him were simply too big, and he might have deviated from the direction, so Xiaohua's voice gradually became unclear.

At this moment, Wu Zheng was a little flustered, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but the pace under his feet slowed down. He began to wonder if what was ahead of him was the direction Xiaohua had said. So much so that in the end, Wu Zheng simply stopped and began to listen carefully to the surrounding movements.

He could still hear Xiaohua's voice, but for some reason, it seemed to come from all directions.

What should I do? Wu Zheng's heart suddenly popped up with such a question. It can be said that many of the previous problems were solved by Xiaohua and Dust. But when Wu Zheng faced difficulties alone, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

At this moment, he realized that without Luochen and Xiaohua, he Wu Zheng was really nothing. In the face of this strong wind and sand, Wu Zheng silently lowered his head.

However, in the next moment, Wu Zheng's closed eyes suddenly opened suddenly. He can't give up yet, but he won't give up if there is still a glimmer of hope.

So, Wu Zheng gritted his teeth, and no matter what direction he was in, he simply learned Xiaohua's method, and shouted loudly: "Xiaohua." ”

Although this sound seems to be extremely loud, in fact, in the blowing of this wind and sand, it is like a stone sinking into the sea. He didn't wait for a response, so Wu Zheng continued to shout. He began to walk forward with resolute steps.

Although Wu Zheng didn't know whether his direction was correct, he didn't admit defeat, but as if he moved the heavens, a dark shadow gradually appeared in front of Wu Zheng.

"Wu Zheng. The black shadow shouted loudly, and then greeted Wu Zheng in the direction of him.

That's right, it was Wu Zheng who was in the right direction, and that person happened to be the little flower that Wu Zheng had been shouting about. Xiaohua's movements were clean and neat, and she grabbed Wu Zheng's hand and began to drag her forward desperately.

Wu Zheng's heart blossomed happily, and for some reason, after he saw Xiaohua, he could naturally have a sense of security in his heart.

With Xiaohua's guidance, Wu Zheng's steps have also become bigger. After a while, a huge black object appeared in front of it. Although Wu Zheng can't see clearly,

But he knew that it might be the cliff that Xiaohua was talking about.

The biggest difference between the Gobi and the desert is that the terrain is more diverse, not only with the dazzling sand dunes, but also with unexpected surprises. For example, this cliff may have been a hill before, and then for some unknown reason, it finally collapsed.

As a result, it has become what Wu Zheng and several people are looking like now. When Wu Zheng was taken to the bottom of the cliff, the bearded man and Mo Qing had already arrived. Both of them covered their faces with their clothes, but fortunately there was a cliff here, and the sand and dust that could fly over them would not completely drown the two of them.

In addition, the four horses were also on their knees, hiding here, and I don't know how the bearded man came over, so it must have taken a lot of effort.

As soon as Xiaohua brought Wu Zheng back, she collapsed to the ground and didn't want to get up. I have to say that Xiaohua is actually the most tired. Although he didn't take anything, this long shouting was also a matter of great effort. In addition, he went to look for Wu Zheng again, and it was normal to lose his strength at this time.

Listening to the sound of the wind and sand blowing continuously, Wu Zheng couldn't help but ask, "What should we do now?"

And so on. Xiaohua's voice was unusually firm.

In fact, there really is no other way but to wait for it now. Although the bearded man has experience, it does not mean that he can go against the sky. So the four of them at this time were like frosted eggplants, and they became decadent for a while.

If the dust lasts for a short time, it's okay, and you can barely deal with it. I'm afraid that this sand and dust will blow for ten days and half a month, and when the time comes, I'm afraid that Wu Zheng will not only be starved to death, but will also simply become dried corpses and be buried by the wind and sand. If, after thousands of years, they were dug up by later generations, what would it be? Wu Zheng shook his head, at this time they could only hope for the heavens.

The four of Xiaohua didn't bring out much, the bearded man rescued the horse, and Mo Qing brought his sword and some cadres. As for Wu Zheng, he only brought out a pot of water, and all the others were submerged in the yellow sand.

The wind and sand were rolling, and several people couldn't sleep. Because as soon as they fall asleep, sand blows into their mouths and wakes them up. So the few people were silent, each found a comfortable position, and began to rest.

Finally, the sky began to shine. It's just that the wind and sand still show no signs of decreasing, which makes several people very anxious. When the sun rises completely, the full extent of the wind and sand is finally revealed.

At this time, the surrounding environment has changed greatly, and a feeling that things are wrong suddenly appeared for some reason. This is the horror of nature, human beings cannot be violated, it turns out that this is the truth.

As the sun gradually rises, the temperature starts to get high. Although it was blocked by the wind and sand, the feeling of heat still came.

Wu Zheng leaned against the cliff, his lips were chapped, and he had already begun to think about the pot of water in his arms. It's just that his movements have been noticed by Xiaohua, and he has never dared to make a move.

Xiaohua seemed to know Wu Zheng's thoughts, and would glance at it from time to time, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. The reason why Xiaohua didn't take the kettle back was to see how long Wu Zheng could endure it.