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The sun always hung high in the sky, and it seemed that it would never set.

Gordon buried his head, sweat pooling into slender streams of heat at the corners of his forehead, winding down. He moved his tired legs as if he were struggling to extract oil from a stone.

The surroundings were filled with a bright white light, which made it difficult to see. Gordon closed his eyes, let them rest and open them again, and what he saw was still an endless stretch of red sand that shimmered with strong light.

After walking for a long time, Gordon did not see the town. Occasionally, he came across a few lumps of camel dung to confirm that he was not going in the wrong direction.

The Blood Hell didn't want all the piglets to die, and deliberately left some counters and even supplies along the way.

Gordon was already having a hard time seeing the others. As the crowd dispersed deep into the Gobi, the distance between them had already widened.

Sometimes, he heard the faint screams of child slaves brought by the wind. They were either entangled in a man-eating wattle or attacked by a sandstone-shaped lizard......

More than an hour earlier, he had seen a nest of gerbils come out of his nest and surround two crying girls.

That was the last time he met someone alive.

Gordon opened the water bag, licked it, moistened his dry lips, and tied it again. There was a cricket of cacti growing on the dunes ahead, but he avoided it. Fat cacti certainly have a lot of water, but the tapeworms hidden on them burrow through the flesh and crawl down the bloodstream into the heart.

Skirting the sand dunes, a figure looms in the distance. Gordon prostrated himself and hid in the shadows of the dunes, sword in hand.

He needs to hunt for more water.

The figure walked slowly, to be precise, a teenager carrying another on his back. The boy had a fine scalp, only a pigtail combed at the back of his head, his eyes were narrow, and there were two natural brown patterns at the corners of his eyes. Most of his clothes were torn, revealing his dark and strong chest and abdomen, as strong as a black panther.

Sweat trickled down the boy's cheeks and fell on his stout neck, shining. He gritted his teeth and lifted his companion up, still talking something.

Gordon didn't see the hydration bladder, so he didn't intend to provoke them. He felt that the young man's eyes were familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

The boy gradually approached. "Adu, hold on, we'll be in town soon." He said to the child slave on his back.

"Atai, I, I can't do it anymore, let me go and go." The voice of the child slave on his back was weak, and cloudy foam flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm not going to put it. Adu, it's really coming, you bear with it a little longer. Atai hissed, "We'll go back to the village together in the future." There were wild hawthorns in the village, there was a small river, and the river was full of trout, and Ana. ”

Adu groaned, "Ana......"

Atai nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you also peeked at Ana taking a bath." ”

Gordon remained motionless, looking at Atay secretly. He had never met a person like Atai, who sacrificed himself to save his friends, which is a fool only in the story of the martial knight.

But Atai appeared Gordon, his eyes as sharp as arrows. He caught a glimpse of the water bag at Gordon's waist, and the arrow shone brightly.

Gordon sighed softly. Yes, he remembered that he had seen Atai's eyes, in the mirror, in the thirteen years of paralysis, he also had such a look of recklessness.

"Give me water." Atai said to him.

Gordon didn't speak, straightened up, and raised his knife. If he had a choice, he didn't want to fight to the death with Artai. Gordon knows very well what kind of perverted physique a guy who can carry a person on his back to walk the Gobi has. He also knows what kind of perverted will Atai has.

This is a more formidable opponent than the Eagle of Grid! Fortunately, the other party was bare-handed, and he had a knife coated with snake venom.

"Give me water!" Atai put down Adu and shouted excitedly. "Please, my brother needs water!"

Seeing the other party's pleading expression, Gordon couldn't help but pause.

"Please, save my brother and give him some water." Atai kept pleading, his voice trembling. "I'll repay you, I swear!"

This person has weaknesses, and if there are weaknesses, it is easy to deal with. Gordon threw the hydration bag to the ground. Of course, he will not sacrifice himself, throwing the water bag is to attract Atai's attention, as long as he picks it up, Gordon will rush in front of Adu and make a gesture to kill him, Atai will rush over to save people, at that time he took advantage of the other party's panic and splashed blood with a knife.

"Thank you, friend, really, Atay is forever grateful." Atai thanked incoherently and bent down to pick up the water bag.

Gordon rushed to Adu with an arrow, and was about to swing his sword, when he suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at Artai and shook his head: "He's dead." ”

Atai was stunned, and immediately rushed over: "Adu, what's wrong with you?" Wake up, there's water, you're saved, Adu! Abdul! Abdul! He shook Adu frantically, but the latter did not react.

Gordon slowly stepped back, picked up the water bag and left. He walked a few steps, and looked back to see Atai kneeling beside the corpse, his eyes like ashes, and his lonely shadow was desolate.

"Friend, would you like to do me a favor? I will bury my brother. Ataymran's voice came.

Gordon's body stiffened, wasting time and body doing such meaningless things? But he didn't want to irritate the wounded panther so as not to cause more trouble. I had to come over and smash the pit with the handle of my knife. The tip of the knife is coated with snake venom, and of course it can't be wasted.

"Why don't you dig with the tip of a knife?"

"This ...... More religious. ”

Atai was also digging with his hands, the sand was very hard, and his ten fingers were digging into the skin and blood. They put Adu in a bunker and covered it with sand. The two of them worked together to bring a heavy piece of wind ridge rock and stand on the grave. Ah Tai placed his left hand on the sharp edges of the wind prism, and his palm pulled a hole, and blood seeped into the rock.

"The blood of brothers does not distinguish between you and me." He turned his head to look at Gordon and said seriously, "You are willing to give Adu life-saving water and dig his grave with your own hands, and you are also his brother." So you have to do the same. ”

Gordon's body stiffened again, but he did it anyway. He watched as the blood in his palm slowly seeped into the wind prism, which was supposed to be a funeral ritual unique to barbarians.

"From now on we are brothers." Atai raised his hand, and the bleeding palm pressed against Gordon's palm, and the blood of each other fused with each other. He solemnly repeated, "The blood of brothers does not distinguish between you and me." ”

This person is really a fool in the story of the martial knight, only a fool will trust others lightly, and the world is really as simple as a novel. Gordon looked at the pattern in the corner of Atai's eyes and asked, "Are you barbarians?" "Barbarians are also humans, mostly living in high mountain areas, and are known for their strong physique and physical strength.

Atai nodded: "Adu and I are good brothers in the same village, I heard that there is a circus in the town, who would have ......"

"Who would have thought that the circus was abducting and selling children." Gordon replied without thinking. Seeing Atai's surprised expression, he explained quite experiencedly, "It's not hard to guess. This is how the main character in "The Puppeteers" is fooled, so the circus is equal to the slave traders. ”

Atai said admiringly: "You are really knowledgeable. I can't read, but I will learn to read in the future, which books are better? ”

"Born a Villain", "I'm a Murderer", "The More Cruel, The Happier I Am", "The Story I Had to Tell with 10,000 Corpses"...... You have to understand that books are the ladder of human progress. This is the first time that Gordon has been chatting calmly with his peers, which feels very novel, and it is inevitable that there will be more words. Chatting and chatting, he suddenly realized that his words revealed a lot of information.

Kill him? Gordon weighed it off, and if he had this tough barbarian with him, there would be a great hope of survival. He tried to invite the other party, and Atai readily agreed.

Then kill it later, and now you can use it as cannon fodder.

Gordon handed the hydration bag to Atay, just like a sword needs to be oiled and maintained, and cannon fodder needs a little investment.

Atai's throat twitched, and he shook his head with difficulty: "I'm not thirsty. ”

Gordon satisfactorily tied up the water bag, this cannon fodder knows how to advance and retreat, and can consider keeping it for a long time. They traveled west side by side, the sun was sinking and the temperature was starting to drop.

"It depends on the situation that we can't make it to the town, so hurry up and choose a place to spend the night." Gordon said to Atay, and the two of them sped up.