"Hey, come and see that horse, it's a miracle horse!" a shirtless man with unrecognizable clothes tied around his waist and shaggy hair pointed in the direction of Yan Ying. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ah, crazy, at this time you are alone in the Devil's Cave?" On a high mountain, a strong man with a bare head and colorful robes stood with a large knife hanging from an iron ring on his shoulder.

"How do you feel like a girl?" said the other, almost dressed up, with a lewd smile on his face, half bare-chested.

"It's really a big fat meat that falls from the sky when a girl comes to this kind of place. Why don't we take the Maga chick and give it to the head?"

"That's a good idea, I haven't done a vote today anyway. The shirtless one laughed.

"Wait, I didn't look at the mountain in front of me, there were clouds, and there would be a storm in a while. The big knife frowned and pointed to the sky.

"Ah, I'm afraid this chick is a living person, is this going to the devil's cave in this situation?" said the half-shirtless guy, "Hey, that's just right, let's have a hero to save the beauty." ”

"Get out!" a cold, hoarse voice came from behind them.

The three men hurriedly reined in their horses and got out of the way, and a sturdy man dressed in black and a snow-colored wolf skin with half of his shoulders draped came out on horseback.

Squinting at the red white clouds.

The shirtless guy poked his head and said mysteriously, "Head, the horse is very walking, and the girl who can drive such a horse is very spicy." ”

"Get out of the girl, let's be vegetarian!" snorted while carrying a big knife.

"Head vegetarian, then give it to us, we're cute and eat meat, don't we have no meat to eat and no energy to do it?"

"You spent the whole day with Black Widow yesterday, and you haven't eaten meat yet. ”

"The black widow is fat and tired. ”

"Shut up!" the man in the white wolf's skin whispered, "bring the horses back to the tribe, and I'll take a look." ”

With that, he drove loudly, pulled the reins with one hand, waved the whip with the other, and galloped away on the black horse with high spirits.

"Tut-tut, no shares, right?"

"Tou has been fasting for eighteen years, you old lewd ** sticks don't know how to let go, go back!" The man with the big knife scolded, and with a roar, the horses picked up the wind, and the other three immediately followed, and there were more than a dozen high-headed horses behind them, some of whom were carrying large bags and small bags immediately.

It's all the results of their battles in the past few days.

Yan Ying ran up and paid attention to the surrounding situation.

She hadn't been in Mobei, and she didn't look at the direction of the wind, she just felt that the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

It was afternoon, the sun was setting, and I only felt that the Gobi Desert was quiet.

Suddenly, a whirlwind rolled up a column of yellow sand in front of him, and suddenly rose into the air, and there was an uneasy silence hovering over the vast next door.

Sitting down, the king suddenly became vigilant, instantly collected the horse's hooves, and stared at the opposite side with a pair of big eyes.

Only then did Yan Ying realize that half of the sky had been quietly covered with dark clouds, and the originally transparent blue sky instantly lost its luster. With a sudden gust of wind, the sky became darker, and the clouds quickly filled the sky like rolling waves.

The already bleak desert has become particularly eerie and terrifying.

A gust of wind rose again, stirring up the sand and stones, like a mountain and a sea, and the momentum vowed to overturn Yan Ying and Ma Wang before stopping.

Ma Wang is very experienced, and without waiting for Yan Ying's reaction, he turned around and ran back without saying a word. Yan Ying immediately leaned over the horse's back, trying to stick to it as closely as possible, and let it feel less weight-bearing as it undulated.

This sudden storm and rain in the Gobi can make people lose their direction in an instant.

However, the king of horses can recognize it.

Yan Ying can only trust it!

There was no trace of panic or fear in her eyes, and she was half-squinted, leaning over the horse, alert to the situation around her.