This time, everyone was staring at the white-haired ghost's head again.

Two pinches of white hair on the front of the head fluttered rapidly, as if it was angry.

"It's over, Tiegen's pride is going to be gone, and he can't be called Tiegen anymore." The crowd mourned for him.

Tiegen trembled, knowing that he couldn't run away, he let it go, and strongly supported the pride of his man. He was glad that if it weren't for the lack of water in the desert, he would have urinated by now.

Of course, he was not the only one who was glad at this time.

"Thank God, I survived." Lin Feng thought silently, and finally opened his eyes.

During the practice last night, Lin Feng tried many things, the five elements were shengke, and the Tao was natural.

But he never expected that when he absorbed the water element from the sand later, he quietly ushered in his first realm of the unity of heaven and man.

For the whole night, he was buried in a sand pit, and in the middle of the night, the wind changed direction and even buried him alive.

However, he was unconscious and did not have anything out of the ordinary.

At night, his spiritual power quietly spread from the yellow sand, merging with this small world. Through the pores of his skin, he obtains not only the water element that decomposes in the sand, but also air and other energy.

At least in that moment, his body may have reached the legendary Bigu realm.

Lin Feng didn't have time to feel too much at that time, because the spiritual power scattered in this space quickly discovered the arrival of the adventurer.

At first, I thought it was a dream, but later I found out that it was the brother of the mercenary group.

However, the realm of the unity of heaven and man is not only difficult to enter, but it is not so simple to break out.

Lin Feng was like a nightmare, his spirit was awake, but he couldn't take back control of his body for a while.

Until......

A guy named Tiegen, who said something strange like "man's pride", came to him and put on a strange pose.

Finally, Lin Feng woke up instantly.

"You, what are you trying to do, what the hell are you doing?"

He was angry, but his eyes only squinted because he couldn't look directly at someone's pride.

He opened his glowing eyes, bright but evil, like a cold sun piercing into his heart. He let out an angry voice, low but high-pitched, like a thunderstorm bursting in his veins. My brothers, you're stupid. White-haired ghost, finally about to begin his revenge......" Kunsler recorded the story in front of him in his own wild history.

Then he read it out to set off the horror.

The mercenaries were too frightened to move, Lin Feng was still gathering strength, and in this dead and silent place, all living things were still.

The atmosphere is terrifying to the extreme.

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps. No, it's actually the sound of hooves.

A camel came into view and ran very quickly. Camels in the desert often represent hope for survival, and they are far more aware and familiar with water sources than even the most experienced adventurers.

However, the camel seemed to have lost its mind.

Instead of bringing hope of survival, it is running towards death.

It approached the white-haired ghost and leaned in.

It actually sniffed, and its nose was attached to the white hair condensed by the thousand-year-old corpse poison.

It......

Oh, my God!

The camel actually opened its mouth, and it licked, and it actually licked on the head of the white-haired monster.

Everyone stared dumbfounded, and their expressions slowly changed.

The camel did not die, the head of the white-haired monster did not explode, there was no poison gas.

Of course not, because those slender white filaments were simply the crystalline form of the water element, which any junior magician could see.

But every junior magician has heard the phrase "In the desert, there is no water element." ”

"Damn, why did I listen so seriously in class. Teacher, I believe in your evil. ”

Seeing the wetness of the camel's tongue and the white hair of the "white-haired ghost" head, the first person to come to his senses slapped himself in annoyance.

As he rushed forward, the rest of the people who had been led abruptly woke up. I saw a circle of people rushing forward at the same time, kneeling down and poking their heads forward at the same time, sticking out their tongues at the same time.

Kunsler was so excited that he tried to stand on his tiptoes to record the best of scenes.

But suddenly he heard a faint voice.

"Go away, stay away from him......"

The sound came from outside the crowd, and Sivir, who had fallen, finally raised his head very reluctantly, and looked worriedly at the place where everyone was waiting.

"Well, it's over."

Kunsler sighed softly and slipped out of the smoke.

Poof.

With all his might, Kunsler kicked several big men who were closely connected into a circle, leaving deep pits in the desert.

"It's all a pit and a grind, it's not going to be a problem now."

Kunsler cast a disdainful look, and the moment his face turned around, it was as bright as a peach blossom in March.

"Oh, big sister, are you okay, how can you lie on the ground and rest, get up quickly." Kunsler ran to help Sivir and kicked him to the side, "Get out of the way, if you want to live, let go." ”

"Vice team fight, my mother!" The pheasant, who was scared into an ostrich, poked his head out when he heard the sound, only to find that what he had been holding was actually the thigh of the eldest sister's head, and he immediately drilled into the sand nest.

Fools, some of the thighs die faster when they hug them.

Kunsler kicked the pheasant away and looked at the eldest sister carefully.

Sivir had obviously not recovered yet, and she didn't even look at the pheasant when she didn't let men take advantage of her, and even the weapon that looked like her life was put aside.

She did only one thing, struggling to get to her feet, to see what was going on over there.

An imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of Kunsler's mouth: he knew he had made the right bet.

"It's okay, those idiots have been beaten away by me, and Brother Lin Feng is safe now." Kunsler whispered, squeezing Sivir's shoulder.

Sivir's eyes looked over, calm and complex.

Kunsseler didn't dodge, his eyes were playful and solemn.

They looked at each other for a long time, and then the two nodded in tacit understanding.

Sivir raised his hand and said, "Help me up." ”

Kunsler whispered, "What's your situation now?" ”

"The situation is very bad, at the moment my body is in a state of extreme dehydration, and it has even affected the use of force."

"My lord, I didn't expect you to be so straightforward, is this a kind of trust?"

"You say that proves that you have already seen it, and besides, we don't need to trust each other." Sivir smiled.

"You have proved the trust you have in me by saying that, although we do not believe in trust." Kunsler laughed too.

The two of them walked slowly this way, attracting the surprised eyes of a crowd, and both of them ignored them.

"Look at your situation at the moment, it was a decision to return here last night at the risk of your life. So I'm curious...... "Kunsler made no secret of his thoughts, looking over there, "Is he really that important?" ”

Sivir also looked over there, his eyes misty.

For a long time, it was very solemn.

"It's a hundred times more important than my life!"