The pulling move was powerful, and although the high priest was not a weak woman, he did not have much power to resist.

But at the moment of falling into his arms, the half-foot short blade appeared in the not very bright winter sun!

Yang Shuang did not hesitate in his hand, pressed the high priest's shoulder, and forced him to the ground.

Against an enemy of the same level, it is simply unrealistic to take the white blade empty-handed.

However, he still believed too much in the great power brought by the overlord's armor removal.

I saw the high priest's body shrouded in his robes writhing, throwing off his coat like a snake shedding its skin, and wearing a hot suit that instantly flew out ten meters away, away from the battle area.

Throwing away the white clothes in his hand, Yang Shuang lifted the wolf corpse and was about to smash it, but he didn't think about it, but the other party spoke.

"Yang Shuang, if you are caught, maybe I will bypass your life!"

What nerves do you have?

Yang Shuang looked stunned, this girl was about to be captured alive, and she still spoke confidently?

"Fuck your uncle, who are you bluffing!"

The two wolf corpses were thrown over one after another, and immediately, Yang Shuang formed claws with both hands and strode forward, ready to take them down.

But at the moment when he moved his legs, the corner of his eye saw something strange around him, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly retreated backwards.

And yelled at the sixteen slaves who controlled the head wolf: "Get out of here! ”

I don't know when it started, nearly a hundred white figures suddenly appeared around.

Are the sixty-four silver priests real?

Yang Shuang's cold hair stood up, and his heart was terrified.

If there were really more than sixty silver priests, this time it would really be a catastrophe!

"Huh! Where to go, catch him! The high priest let out a low cry.

"Rush rush! Let the wolves rush first! ”

Yang Shuang's anxiety made Anu and them feel the same way.

The white-bearded old man is powerful, they have already experienced it, and the woman who fought with the master is even more terrifying.

If the group of white-clothed people who came over were still so powerful, it is estimated that everyone would stay here today!

Anu ordered the wolf to gather the wolves and prepare to break out.

And Yang Shuang had already handed over hands with the priests who came around.

As for the three bad old men, as well as the high priest, they had already taken the opportunity to escape from the encirclement.

"Bang!"

Blocking the stabbing long sword with a scimitar, feeling the shock from the weapon, Yang Shuang's heart was a little relieved.

The strength of the white-clothed people who came over was not strong, and judging from their strength and reaction, they should be at the same level as Lu Xiaobu.

Their attire was a little different from that of the silver priest and the high priest, and the white robes faintly showed the lines of several green bamboos.

Organized!

Be disciplined!

Seeing that the opponent could not take down the enemy, he quickly formed a strange formation.

Five people to the left, five people to the right, crossed swords and swords.

Yang Shuang sighed in his heart after seeing it, lifted the two wolf corpses, and knocked several people away with brute force, so that Anu and them rode their horses first, while he stunned one person and resisted on his shoulder, and casually found a direction and ran quickly.

"Lao Tzu is so hung when he is full of food and drink, don't look at the number of you, you may not be able to catch Lao Tzu! Let's go! ”

"Chase!" The high priest didn't seem to expect Yang Shuang to break through so decisively.

By the time they reacted, the wolves had already pounced on the white-clothed guards, and the black-clothed men on horseback quickly shot arrows in their hands, forcing the people in front of them to dodge to both sides.

Leaving the weak water range, the Gobi Desert, which is full of gravel, has gradually become a soft desert.

Yang Shuang carried the unconscious man in white, chasing the sun with one foot deep and one foot shallow, at first, he could still discern the direction, but with the transfer of time, without the weak water underground river as a guide, he could no longer distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

Behind him, there were nearly a hundred white figures desperately chasing after him.

Fortunately, the desert sand dunes are continuous, and after climbing over the two sand walls, the two sides quickly lose each other's figures.

Yang Shuang had the heart to erase the footprints he left, but because he was carrying a prisoner, he was powerless.

Anu and the others estimated that they should be in the rear of the white-clothed team, and it seems that they have killed a lot of people in the half day of escaping.

Escape!

If you don't escape, you will definitely be tortured to death!

In his previous life, he could still talk about human rights and ask for the treatment of prisoners, but there is a wool to talk about here, as long as he is caught, he will leave a miserable end!

Biting a bite of the beef that Anu had prepared for him, Yang Shuang tossed the loot on his shoulder, adjusted his posture and ran again.

Fortunately, they didn't have a war horse, otherwise it would have been a tragedy even if they had escaped.

Running all the way and gnawing all the way, when Yang Shuang swallowed the two wolf legs, the sky gradually darkened.

According to the principle of chasing the sun, his current course of action should be to draw an arc and run to the southwest of the Black Gobi.

If there is no mistake, after walking for ten days and half a month, you may be able to reach Yongfeng Camp or Yiwu City.

However, when darkness fell and he stepped on the ground, he felt the touch of the soles of his feet crushing the withered grass, and a great bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Grassland!

How can there be grasslands in the Gobi Desert?

According to the study rooms of King Shanshan and Murong Xin, as well as the documents of Yiwu, Turpan and other cities, there is only one oasis in the Black Gobi.

But that oasis is not here at all, but at the northernmost point of the junction of the Black Gobi and the Yinshan steppe, close to Yanran, and is called the Holy Spring by the Turkic, Rouran, Tiele and other tribes.

Dragging the loot on his body, Yang Shuang carefully attached himself and touched it down.

The grass is not high, only beyond the soles of the feet, and the leaves are thin and sparse.

There are roots and stems, not aloe vera.

The leaves are soft and thornless, not Cistanche, not a large rhino horn, a bit like sand holly, or salt-clawed claws!

Ma Dan, just ran for a day, did he get out of the terrifying black Gobi?

Yang Shuang always felt that something was wrong, but he was down-to-earth, and he had no ghosts and gods in his heart, but he couldn't think of a reason.

The stars in the sky were dim, the moonlight was even more devoid, he couldn't see in the dark, and the fierce enemy behind him was biting tightly, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

Immediately picked up the loot that had been knocked out many times, and slowly groped forward.

Not long after, there was a wave of wetness from the tattered special combat boots.

Water!

Weak water?!

No!

The weak water is behind him, and after running for so long, it is estimated that he is a hundred miles away.

As for what the hell hit the wall and got lost, Yang Shuang believed in his feelings very much and never missed it.

It was a source of water that he didn't know about!

Or rather, the supply point that the Turks hide in the desert!

In order to confirm this, Yang Shuang put the loot behind his back, took a handful of water with one hand, and licked it with his tongue.

Bah!

When his tongue touched the liquid, Yang Shuang quickly spit it out.

Bitter!

Not only is it bitter, it's also salty!

"Wocao, there is weak water in the east, is this a bitter sea?"

Even if he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, this Yang Shuang's face has changed.

I was inexplicably kidnapped by a mysterious religion, and then there was a weak water and a bitter sea, did Lao Tzu want to become a Buddha on the ground?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch his smooth head.

"Ahem! So bitter? Juyanhai? ”

At this moment, the trophy that was carried upside down by Yang Shuang behind his back accidentally plunged his head into the water due to bending down to get water, and woke up with a burst of coughing.

I don't know how he observed, but he grabbed a handful of grass on the ground and groped for it, and suddenly wailed.

"Sea of Bitterness! Ga Shun Naoer!! ”

"What the hell?"

Yang Shuang was shocked, and shook his hand to knock him out again.