The old mulberry head didn't know that things would turn out like this.

After he escaped from Dunhuang, he was simply destitute, and there were always ill-intentioned people who wanted to ask him about the whereabouts of Dunhuang's treasures, so he had to go to a former acquaintance, a group of horse thieves established by Baimaqiang, the Sand Wind Thieves.

He was the scout leader of the Tiantai army back then, and after arriving at the Sand Wind Thieves, he trained them with the method of training the Tiantai army in the past, and soon they were reused, he always wanted to avenge the leader, but he couldn't shake the foundation of the Wei State, so he could only frantically plunder the Wei caravan on this trade route.

He acts as a guide as bait to lead the caravan to the ambush site, rarely missing. The caravan that would hire outside guides has always rarely come and gone to this trade route, and it is normal for something to happen, and his guide bait is getting better and better, until the sand wind thief received the commission of Queen Meng to bring out Fuqu Bodhi from Weizhong, and the old mulberry head realized that this horse thief had been exterminated by Wubei Liang because their backer was the Queen Meng of the White Horse Qiang.

Almost quickly, the old mulberry knew that his chance for revenge had come. He has no good impression of Bei Liang, and he is full of hatred for Wei State, Queen Meng wants to get Bodhi away, then it will definitely offend the Wei people, and it is impossible to say that Wei State and Bei Liang will fight from now on, and the two countries will fight each other, which will inevitably consume the national strength of Wei State and give Liu Song in the south an opportunity.

The old mulberry has a calm personality and is scheming, and the leader of the sand wind thief relies on him very much, and faintly revealed to him that he will stop following Queen Meng after this vote is completed, so these brothers will definitely disperse in the future, and he must clear his name.

So the plan was completely aimed at this Wei people. Whether it was an ambush outside the oasis, or disposing of the most vicious and murderous part of the Sand Wind Thieves, it was the plan of the old mulberry head and the Sand Wind Bandits, in order to gain the trust of the Wei people and join the ranks of the Wei mission.

Queen Meng had already inquired that the Lu Shuihu people in this team were the Tiantai Army, and Lao Sang Tou was their acquaintance, so it was easy to gain the trust of the Lu Shuihu people.

Queen Meng has always only paid attention to the situation, and is not strict about the details, and the Sand Wind Thieves promised that they could steal Fuqu Bodhi out, so she used all her manpower and material resources to support the Sand Wind Thieves.

The Windy City is no secret, and many of the guides who travel to and from this trade route know that the Windy City is subject to high winds every once in a while.

The environment around Windy City is very strange, there is a singing sand in the west, a sand mountain in the south, and a dead land in the north.

When it's mild, it's the safest place to rest.

The tall rocky sand shades the scorching sun of the desert, and the flat sand is suitable for camping, and there are no poisonous snakes and other poisonous animals to stay here for long, because there is hardly anything to eat.

Even if the wind blows, as long as you take shelter behind the sandstone and camels, the sandstorm will soon pass, and when the sandstorm passes, the sand will naturally pour down, and after a few days of climbing, what is buried in the sand will reveal itself.

The reason why the Sandwind Thieves used this place as a lair was because of the natural and wonderful geographical characteristics of this place, and to cover up the pursuit of others.

What's even more endearing is that this kind of storm is not untraceable, and once there is no wind in the surrounding area for several days in a row, then it is not far from the time when the wind comes. This cycle is generally between twenty and twenty-two days, the old mulberry head is very accurate, as long as the Bodhi leaves, the wind and sand will roll up, at least within a day the Wei people can not trace the location of the Fuqu Bodhi, nor can they leave the Windy City.

And one day was enough time for Queen Meng's fanatical followers to take Fuqu Bodhi farther away.

But the old mulberry didn't expect the storm to be so big this time.

Lao Sangtou also received the favor of Queen Meng in his early years, but Queen Meng herself didn't know it. When Dunhuang was in civil strife, everyone almost died of thirst, and it was Queen Meng, who accompanied the army, who ordered to dig up the embankment of water storage upstream, so that the water stored on the mountain flowed downstream, which solved the urgent need of Dunhuang.

Although that battle killed countless rebels in Dunhuang, for these people in Dunhuang who were not interested in the regime at all, they were not trapped in the city and died of thirst, but spent the most difficult time, and Queen Meng's kindness was enough to set up an immortal tablet.

Lao Sangtou will help Queen Meng send Bodhi away, on the one hand, he wants to make some trouble for the Wei State, it is best to let Beiliang and the Wei State fight, on the other hand, he also remembers that favor, he is not good at fighting, it is appropriate to do this kind of thing, he personally arranges and dispatches it personally, and it is naturally the highest success rate.

The story of Windy City being buried several times Lao Sangtou has also heard many people tell it, but he only takes it as a story about the elderly scaring children and not letting them run around. The Sandwind Thieves have been entrenched in Windy City for two years, and there has never been a time when the wind has blown so strong that it can bury Windy City, not even the calves.

When the wind curled the rats and other animals into a ball, the old mulberry suddenly remembered the stories of the old people. In each story, when an overwhelming sandstorm approaches, there will always be countless visions between heaven and earth, sometimes red rain, sometimes swarms of bats......

Now he knew that it wasn't red rain, but snakes, insects, rats, and ants falling from the sky, and the bats were just desert rats.

It's a pity that he knew too late, and he is indeed selfish and cold, and the first choice is to save his people.

After letting all the Lushuihu people enter the camel circle, the old mulberry head secretly took the two camels, and escaped under the two camels, and when everyone climbed out of the sand in shock, he had already ridden out of the place

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The old mulberry head who left did not have a trace of regret in his heart, only the fear of this "providence".

He believed that it was not that there was something wrong with his layout, but that God wanted to achieve such an effect with his hands, and he wanted to bury all these Wei people here.

He suddenly thought of the mysterious monks behind the Beiliang royal family, as well as the rumors that "there are demons in the sand, and they will come out to eat people every once in a while" that often exists in the desert.

This fear made him leave the mission targeted by the "devil" for his life, and he couldn't afford to look back at it.

The old mulberry head ran away, leaving behind a group of poor people who were confused and helpless

Sand dunes in the distance.

"How? How's it going over there?" Fuqu Bodhi has already been carried away by the iron guards of the Iron Guard Battalion, but even if the limelight is extremely far away, some traces can be seen.

What is the red rain in the sky, the rats in the sky, the tornado in the flat land, etc., even if it is dozens of miles away, it is still enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"The wind is too strong, I don't dare to come over......" Because there are still Meng Yulong and other people from the Meng family army guarding the mission, these Meng family disciples are even more anxious than Fuqu Bodhi.

They smiled bitterly with pale faces: "Such a strong wind, I'm afraid it has been blown away!"

"Didn't you say it was just a sandstorm? Is that a sandstorm? That's just demonic wind! Fuqu Bodhi had already jumped off the camel, "My cousin is still there!" We can't just stand! "

"So what can we do? We're going to be swept away in the past! "

"Is there no one around here? Where is the nearest town?" Fuqu Bodhi was also familiar with the map along the way, "Do you want to go back and ask for help?"

"Shizi, give up, even if you go back, it's too late."

Several of the guards shook their heads.

"We should go and join the team arranged by the queen now, the news of the accident here will soon come back, and the queen will be coming soon. Shizi, this is a natural disaster, isn't it! "

"That's what it is...... That's ......"

Frustrated Bodhi shook his head desperately unacceptably.

"So many people died for me alone...... I'm going to find someone to save them, I'm going to a nearby oasis, there must be a caravan in the oasis...... I'm going back, to Maoshui, to Luozhen, there are people there, find someone to dig them out...... Yes! "

"I'm sorry!"

One of the guards gritted his teeth and knocked Bodhi unconscious, stuffed something in his mouth, and carried him onto the camel.

"Did you tie him up all the way?"

Several of the guards looked at each other.

"We died so many people to save him, and now he still wants to go back, isn't it worth the lives of his brothers?" The stern-faced guard said with a cold face: "Now that the matter has come to this, we can only get out of the way if we send him to the queen, otherwise we will be dead in the eyes of the world."

"But he's going to make ...... trouble"

"He'll take it. He ran away, and once Bei Liang fought with Wei State, he didn't know how many people would die. Don't you know that you are a queen? They don't want to care about it at all, anyway, we don't have to worry about anything, let's go! "

"…… Let's go."

Zheng Zong did not break his bones, but the injuries on his body were much worse than those of He Mulan.

I don't know if it's because Zheng Zong has more fine skin and tender flesh than He Mulan, or because He Mulan wears clothes and materials that are coarser than him, after this catastrophe, Zheng Zong has almost become a bloody man.

But he was a young and healthy lad after all, and he came to his senses not long after Hermulan fished him out of the sand and carried him into the shadow of the dunes.

"Can you please stop looking at it anymore!"

Zheng Zong shouted at He Mullan weakly and angrily.

"Isn't it just that you look smaller than others!"

"I didn't look at you."

He Mulan said to Zheng Zong inexplicably.

"Don't you see I'm trying to tie up a dead man's clothes into a cloth around your buttocks? Who looks at you! "

It's still smaller......

It's good that the bird hasn't been rubbed off by the sand, and it's only his face that he should be glad to have ruined.

He Mulan wiped the wounds on Zheng Zong's body with the bag of spirits, carefully picking out the sand that had been rubbed into those wounds, but this did not guarantee that his wounds would not become infected.

There is a lack of medicine in the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is large, they have no water and no clothes, and their whole body is exposed to the sun.

So they can only hide in the shadow of the dunes, curl themselves up in a ball, save their bodies as much as possible, and wait for the evening to come.

At night, it's time for them to act.

Zheng Zong, who was tormented by pain, did not close his eyes for a moment, and the pain made him completely sleepless. But he also agreed with Hemulan's words, and waited here forever, only waiting for death.

The wind was blowing from the north, so they must be somewhere south now, and they didn't know how far they were from that rocky sand city in the desert. They were completely disoriented, there was no reference in the desert, the wind was blowing through the dunes, which were probably here one moment and gone there the next.

Only by looking at the sun can we know the specific direction, and He Mulan and Zheng Zong have already said that as long as the sun sets and goes in the direction of the northeast, they will definitely be able to find the mission.

But this is just their own thoughts, whether they can find it or not, Zheng Zong and He Mulan are not sure.

Weather. [,！ It was dark at all, and He Mulan grabbed the rock and stuck it on his waist, and naturally glanced at the sky.

The bright red in the sky is turning purple, and the purple clouds in the sky are quite a bit of "purple gas coming from the east", the weather is thousands, and the sky has been extended, knowing the end of the sky.

"Purple Qi from the East" is undoubtedly a good sign, and He Mulan, who has been tossed by God, can't help but start to detail the two things of fate and luck.

Now she desperately hopes that good luck will always haunt her until she can leave the desert with Zheng Zong.

"It's getting dark, let's go."

He Mullan was thirsty and hungry, but he took a nap during the day, and he didn't know how long he could last his energy. But it was impossible for her to leave Zheng Zong here, so she picked up Zheng Zong and headed northeast.

The flesh wounds on Zheng Zong's body no longer ooze blood and tissue fluids, because there was no clothes to cover his body, and the strips of cloth torn by the gale wind hung fluttering on his body.

As the sky became darker and darker, and the cold wind began to blow, He Mulan looked down at Zheng Zong's arm, only to see that goosebumps had begun to appear on his skin, dense goosebumps plus the hair that stood up, as well as those unsightly wounds and scars, made his arms extremely ugly.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the cold is getting thicker and thicker, of course the cloth can't resist any cold, the two of them are wounds, He Mulan never knew that the wind can also cause a sharp blade-like effect, at this moment she is struggling to move forward, it is really like being cut by a knife in the skin forward.

Even she is in such pain, what about Zheng Zong?

He Mulan's heart sank, and he turned around and asked Zheng Zong behind him: "How are you?" If it's cold, take a sip of it."

There was also some wine in the sac, which Hermulan had prevented from worsening the infection of his wounds.

The wine of Beiliang is stronger than that of Wei, probably because the koji is different, and the temperature of the fermentation is also higher than that of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

To Hemulan's surprise, Zheng Zong did not show a painful expression, but laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Panic!

"I laugh at the general's body so warm, like a stove."

Zheng Zong said with a smile: "It's a pity that the chest is warm, the back is cold, and the scenery is too bad."

Only then did He Mulan remember that his body was too full of yang, and his body temperature was much warmer than that of ordinary people, but after all, his back was blown by the wind, so he was only half cold and half hot, and it was hard for him to laugh.

It's a pervert.

If you really can't stand it, tell me, I'll hold you in front of you, and you'll be more comfortable behind you."

If he didn't hold him, he was afraid of hurting the wound on his back, but if it blew him to burn, the situation would be even worse.

She completely misestimated Zheng Zong's cheekiness.

Hearing that He Mulan was willing to hug him, Zheng Zong immediately nodded, He Mulan only felt that his back shook slightly, and then he heard him say happily: "I'm cold now, you can hug me......"

Can I throw you down and walk on your own?

He Mulan's face twitched, and in the end he could only sigh, squatted down and put him down, changing the position of carrying his back to a horizontal hug. When her hand touched the back of his shoulder, He Mulan felt Zheng Zong's pain trembling, but he gritted his teeth and did not cry out, but shrank into her arms, as if it was really warmer.

Nima, what's going on with this full sense of gender reversal!

Could it be that Zheng Zong became a eunuch in the future, was he not killed, and was it voluntary? Such a weak and weird sissy, who believes that it is a man who goes out!

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"If you hold me tight, it won't hurt."

"…… I'll drop you down, believe it or not?"

The two of them walked in the desert babbling nonsense, dissipating the anxiety and fatigue in their hearts in this way, they knew that the coldest time had not yet arrived, and they could not stop when it was extremely cold, and once they stopped, they would really die of cold.

As on that desert night walk, there was nothing to be seen around, and there was sand under your feet, and last time there were thousands of people, camels, horses, and torches, and now nothing but two poor wounded.

If it weren't for the bright moon in the sky, the two of them might not dare to travel at night at all.

"I'm so cold, I can't hold on......"

Zheng Zong trembled, and finally showed weakness and said: "I'm so hungry, I'm so thirsty, I'm so sleepy, and now it's cold, General Hua, you put me down and go by yourself, I don't think I will survive. I can be held in your arms for a while, and I can be kissed by you, and I will die without regrets."

"I didn't kiss you! It's for you! "

He Mullan gritted his teeth and cried.

"I'm so hungry, I'm thirsty, I'm sleepy and cold, can I die too? I don't know any Lu Shui nonsense and other languages, if you die, I don't know how to get back the Tiger Ben Army when I meet people! "

It seems that Zheng Zong has dragged her down, but He Mulan knows that it is not Zheng Zong who is relying on himself now, but Zheng Zong who is relying on him.

Falling in this vast desert, there is no water, no people, only a piece of sand, if she is alone, she does not know how long she can hold on.

Zheng Zong had become a kind of pillar for her in the desert at this time, a kind of "faith" that she must take him out alive, and it was precisely because of the heavy weight on her arm that reminded her that she was still alive that she could persist until now that she was still walking.

For her, who was born with divine power, the thin Zheng Zong was not much heavier than a rock, but if this weight was discarded, it would really be "the unbearable lightness of life"

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I don't know if He Mulan's tone is too "vicious", Zheng Zong smiled bitterly and changed to other topics.

"I don't know what happened to Princess Xingping...... The three of us flew out together."

"She didn't touch me, if I can save her, I must pull together."

He Mullan's steps paused, deliberately not thinking about these questions.

Those Tiger Ben Army who were blown away, those envoys of Beiliang, the missing Fuqu Bodhi, Na Luohun who was sent out to patrol, Meng Yulong, and those who disappeared into the sky without understanding what happened at all......

If you think about these things now, it will only make her steps heavier.

"There must be something wrong with the old mulberry, he must have been premeditated to bring us into that city of rock and sand, and even he asked us to hurry at night, maybe it was calculated that we were the most sleepy in the early morning, and there was no way to avoid this wind and sand. Why is he so vicious? There are so many Lu Shuihu people in our group, and he doesn't care about his fellow clan at all......"

Zheng Zong muttered to himself.

"No, such a big wind and sand, no one will calculate this kind of thing, because if you don't do it, you will lose your own life. He must not have expected the wind to be so strong. But to bring us to such a place is in itself a mortal death, and unless he has a backer or other support, he will be fine......"

"Before the wind blows, the son of Bodhi is gone."

He Mulan replied casually to Zheng Zong.

"I went to the tent to look for Bodhi, but now everyone is arguing in the tent, and then the tent flies, if it weren't for Yue Ying running over, I'm afraid I'm still stupid......"

He Mulan's tone gradually deepened.

"Yue Ying and Da Hong don't know what happened. They're so clever, they're going to survive, right?"

"At this time, animals are much more powerful than people." Zheng Zong comforted He Mulan weakly: "What we should think about now is to rest for a while, right?" How many hours have you been gone?"

"I don't know."

Hermulan sighed and looked at the moon overhead.

"Have we been gone for a long time? Why hasn't the moon moved at all?"

They have said so much and walked so long, why is the moon still not moving?

Zheng Zong moved suddenly, facing his flesh-and-blood face completely towards He Mulan, and smiled.

He couldn't see his own face, so he probably thought it was funny, but in fact, Hermulan looked down and saw him smiling like this, which was really refreshing.

Live like a zombie crawling out of a third-rate horror movie.

It's still naked.

Zheng Zong, who was smiling, had chapped lips that were already chapped to blood, his eyes widened, and he said to He Mulan: "General Hua, have you ever heard of a legend in the desert?"

"What legend?"

He Mulan hugged Zheng Zong, trying not to look at his face.

"The people who die in the desert don't know that they are dead, and their ghosts will always wander in the desert, trying to get out of the desert."

Zheng Zong's voice was gloomy: "Hehe, even ghosts don't want to stay in the desert, it can be seen that the desert is really more terrible than hell. Maybe we're dead, and now it's our ghosts who want to get out."

He Mulan shuddered at Zheng Zong's gloomy tone and stopped directly.

Zheng Zong was still smiling at her, like a ghost.

This made Hermulan throw him to the ground in anger, took the wine bag from his waist, and took a sip on his back.

The sweet liquor ran down the throat and burned all the way to the stomach. The pain of the empty stomach burned by the liquor was really unpleasant, but it reminded Hermulan that she was alive, a human being, not a ghost.

Ghosts shouldn't feel stomach pain.

"I'm going to hold you alive and dead, until my legs are weak, and you actually brought me this? Scaring people isn't as scared as you are! "

He Mullan shook his arms and legs and bent down again.

"Forget it, let's keep going. until I can't walk anymore."

"I mean really."

Zheng Zong did not raise his arm, but nodded his head very strictly.

"I must be dead, so I don't feel pain or cold. General Hua, you are holding my ghost now, so it will be so easy. Leave me behind, you go by yourself, although I am a ghost, I won't blame you......"

"You're a ghost, you have to go out with me!!"

He Mullan suddenly screamed out of a gaffe.

"Five thousand tiger soldiers followed me out of Pingcheng, and now I don't know how many can go back! You, Master of Compassion, Gai Wu, had nothing to do with this matter in the first place, and you were forced into it by me! If you die here, how am I going to face myself?"

He Mulan said hatefully: "Whether you are a ghost or a human, you have to go back to Pingcheng with me!" Isn't it enough to die a big post? How many more people have to die? Every person who dies ......"

"It's all my incompetence!"

"Why are you a good person?" Zheng Zong's tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and left on his scarred face, which hurt like a cone.

He muttered to himself in a very small voice.

"Isn't it good to give up on me? I can't hold on anymore...... I don't want to live anymore......"

Although it has only been a day, he has never suffered like this when he is so old.

He's not that strong at all.

"Don't cry." Hermulan prepares to bend. [,！ The waist picked him up again. In order to relax him, He Mullan deliberately joked: "If you cry again, I may be thirsty to lick the tears on your face."

He Mulan just grabbed his shoulder with one hand, but he felt his whole body shake, and his arm was raised as if involuntarily......

"Don't move, you don't need to work hard......"

He Mullan thought he didn't want to go, and spoke in a humorous tone.

"I'll ......"

"General Flower, there's a green light over there......"

Zheng Zong trembled, and suddenly came to his senses.

"It's our blood. The smell of blood on our bodies has lured the wolves over! "

People are not the only ones who walk at night when the temperature is low.

It's the same with nocturnal animals.

He Mullan wears the long boots that are essential in the desert, so ordinary snakes and insects can't bite her, but if you meet a wolf, these boots are useless.

"Wolves?"

Hermulan was startled and turned to look.

When it was too late, a foul wind rushed towards him, and He Mulan quickly pulled out the dagger from the belt he was about to bring, and under the moonlight, he could only see the dagger shining, beating, circulating, and just between the lightning and flint, He Mullan had already stabbed the oncoming wolf seven or eight times.

Her martial arts are really exercised in life and death, and she can burst out with great power every time she is desperate. The wolf had not yet succeeded, and had already been stabbed several times by Hermulan, and then kicked away mercilessly.

However, before it was over, a wolf died, and five pairs of green eyes appeared around them.

That wolf was just a decoy for temptation.

They were surrounded by wolves.

"Five...... God won't let us go."

Zheng Zong smiled bitterly and sat up.

"I'm weak and can't stand up at all, I know you can kill it, you can go by yourself."

"It's just five wolves, you're underestimating me."

He Mulan's two thick eyebrows were raised, and a daunting expression appeared on his face.

She threw the dagger in her hand to Zheng Zong, took the heavy rock from her waist, and said proudly: "You take the dagger yourself to protect yourself."

She looked at the wolf on the ground who had begun to twitch, and there was an unbearable thirst in her throat.

She didn't drink water or eat for a day and a night, only took a sip of spirits, and although she said hard air in her mouth, her physical condition was not as good as she imagined.

In Zheng Zong's shocked expression, He Mulan did not immediately confront the besieging wolf, but leaned down and drank a mouthful of blood at the pierced throat of the wolf on the ground.

The fishy and hot blood was swallowed by He Mulan through gritted teeth, and his thirsty throat that was about to smoke was immediately much more comfortable. He Mulan stood up, wiped his mouth, and lifted the rock again.

"It's these wolves that should be scared now."

The battle ended quickly, not because of how powerful He Mulin, but because wolves were really a very intelligent group of animals.

The first one to be sent out to test is, of course, the insignificant one in the wolf pack, but as the wolves attack, you can still see which one is the leader of the wolf pack.

He Mulan is not a reckless man, she is calm and calm, with a heavy rock in her hand, and inexhaustible strength, several wolves wanted to attack Zheng Zong after a long time of not being able to attack, but her rock firmly blocked the route of action, and was forced to protect the wolf king who had been attacked by her.

Eventually, Hermulan was able to hit it hard at the cost of having its legs scratched by the wolf leader, and the wolves quickly left temporarily after being killed and wounded.

Although they left, they did not go far, as if they were restless, the green light was still flickering not far away, as if waiting for the moment when He Mulan and Zheng Zong were really exhausted, and they would attack next.

"What to do, they seem to be eyeing us."

Zheng Zong held the dagger and looked at the wolves in the distance with some headaches.

"You should be glad that there are wolves here, which means that there must be an oasis nearby, or enough prey for them to survive." He Mulan didn't feel a headache, but was faintly happy.

"This shows that we are in the right direction, this is not in the center of the desert. It's so hot now, and the desert teams are moving around night and sunrise, and if we hold on a little longer, we might be able to meet an oasis or a caravan."

He Mulan said such a guess, but there was a "grunt" and "grunt" sound in her stomach, and she was tempted by her own imagination, and when she talked about the caravan, she thought of water, and then of food, so her stomach screamed.

Zheng Zong was already not far from collapse, but He Mulan's solo fight against wolves and speculation about the oasis provoked his life.

As long as there is an oasis, they can survive in a desperate situation. As long as you find someone, you can find the direction, and sooner or later you will join the Tiger Army......

"But until then......"

He Mulan bent down and grabbed the wolf on the ground who had completely swallowed his breath, pressed its wound against Zheng Zong's mouth, and forced him with a cold face.

"You take a few sips of the tonic body first!"

Zheng Zong was about to faint as soon as he smelled the fishy stench.

"Drink!"

He Mulan snatched the dagger from Zheng Zong's hand and stabbed the wolf again.

The wolf blood that was still warm sprayed Zheng Zong's mouth, and He Mulan's tense nerves were already very. [,！ Impatient, she looked at the blood flowing out, and said to Zheng Zong fiercely: "This wolf will not have blood all the time, we don't know how long it will take, every drop of blood is precious, you give me a drink, and I will pour it into a water bladder after drinking. Not only do we have to drink wolf blood, but if we can't find an oasis tomorrow, we're going to eat wolf meat raw. I need strength, and you have to stay awake too, don't let me waste more saliva! "

In Zheng Zong's impression, except for the beginning when He Mulan scared him with murderous aura, most of the time He Mulan was calm and calm, when was there such a time like a god?

He Mulan, who had just fought with the wolves, had beads of sweat on his forehead and his eyes were amazingly bright. It is precisely because of this excitement of survival that she is full of energy, even if her facial features are not handsome, she still exudes amazing charm all over her body.

Zheng Zong was repeatedly impressed by this charm, and for this unspeakable shame, he was willing to die for Hemulan, let alone ......

Zheng Zong, who was already a little broken, glanced at He Mulan, and with a mouth, just like her, viciously bit the wound of the dead wolf and swallowed the blood in a big gulp.

He Mulan carefully cut off the wolf meat, and the peeled wolf skin wrapped the wolf meat, which was bound by Zheng Zong's belt, and cherished it on his body.

Every drop of wolf blood that could be collected was poured into the sac, and the wine in it was used by Hermulan to clean the wound on his thigh, which was the last value.

Last night, He Mulan abandoned the already miserable wolf corpse in place, picked up Zheng Zong again, and began to walk in a northeast direction.

The wolves were still unhurriedly following behind Hermulan and Zheng Zong, who from time to time stretched his head out of Hermulan's shoulder to look around, telling him where they were now.

Maybe Hemulan didn't slow down at all, maybe there was a large group of people passing by in the direction they were going, or maybe the badly injured wolves were too bad to run, and the wolves gradually stopped following them, and let them leave in the distance.

I don't know how long I walked, how many times I rested, until Hermulan's legs could no longer stretch out, and her arms could no longer be raised, Hermulan's ears finally sounded the most familiar voice in the desert.

"It's a camel bell......"

Zheng Zong's eyes couldn't open at all, and he muttered like a dream and looked around.

"I think I hear a camel bell......"

"Yes, I heard the camel bell too."

He Mulan looked up to the east, where red clouds began to roll, and behind them, the moon had sunk almost invisible.

He Mulan, who was completely relaxed, suddenly felt the heat that she had not felt for a long time, and this feeling made her feel uneasy.

"Zheng Zong, I'm going to make the last effort......"

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"I don't understand the language, when I see those people, I'll leave the rest to you!"

"What? I ......"

Before Zheng Zong realized what was happening, he felt that the person under him suddenly started to move violently.

Running wildly, roaring angrily, Hermulan ran with all his strength in the direction of the camel bell.

"Ahh