Sunset over the West Mountains.

The crowd walked on the long road on the left.

The darkness was accompanied by the cold, and after passing through the dwellings, the desolation was unobstructed.

The lights faded, and the moor was exposed to the public in its most primitive form, without the shelter of the buildings, and the wind blew from all directions, and then towards the endless distance.

In the gray-white wasteland, a bluestone path zigzags and stretches into the distance, stubborn and uninhibited.

I don't know how long it has been, but the prosperous Swift Harbor has been left far behind.

Master Poker stood still, tightening his coat that had turned gray and white, and Ziqi and Lingling behind him were already trembling.

"Looks like we'll not be able to get to the Wind Control Bureau for a while." Master Poker said suddenly.

Behind them was a hazy light in the Stormy Harbor, and in the pitch black in front of them there were a few faint dots of light.

"Your Excellency." Lingling walked to the poker master with difficulty, "Let's keep walking, Zaota, it's very dangerous." ”

"I know, I'm fine, but you ......," said Master Poker.

"It's fine." Ziqi followed, and his slightly chubby body was already sweating slightly.

"Okay." "I can probably see a few lights in front of me, the darker the wasteland will become, let's find a way to go to the people in front of us first." ”

"Hmm." Ziqi and Lingling nodded in agreement.

The trio continued on their way.

The darkness grew thicker and the cold became more severe.

"Lingling." Master Poker took off his coat and said, "Don't freeze." ”

"No, no." Ling Ling hurriedly waved his hand, "I can hold on." ”

"Don't force it." Lord Poker shuddered and put his coat on Lingling, "I, I've practiced, this, this is nothing." ”

"Adult ......"

Ling Ling wanted to say something, but Master Poker Huo Ran turned around and trotted up.

"Everyone, hold on, the lights are getting closer and closer to us." Mr. Poker said as he ran forward.

"Let's, let's run." Ziqi was already too frozen.

The three of them began to run along the desolate bluestone path.

Although the breathing gradually became heavier, the cold gradually subsided.

"Ziqi, big brother Ziqi......" Lingling said as she ran.

"Hmm."

"Just, I'm afraid the road on the left is not, not to the Wind Turbine Bureau."

"We, we can only hope, hope yes."

Ziqi gradually felt physically exhausted, and the worst thing was that as soon as he opened his mouth, a cool breeze penetrated into his stomach, and his lower abdomen had begun to ache faintly.

This is the result of my usual lack of exercise, and the reason why I am still gritting my teeth and insisting is because I am eager to save people, if the front is not the destination, I will really be paralyzed.

But Ziqi kept reminding himself that this is a game, this is a game!

The Balu who is pointing the way is an NPC, so there must be a wind turbine in front of him, and I haven't heard of an NPC guiding the way.

I don't know if it's really because I exercise regularly or because I lost my coat and was too cold, Lord Poker took the lead without showing signs of stopping, and he had gradually left Ziqi and Lingling behind.

The lights ahead seemed to be closer, but still far away, trembling as they ran.

"Brother Ziqi, I, I'm sorry for Zao." Lingling, who was wrapped in a coat and struggled to move his feet, suddenly said.

"Huh?" Ziqi was very surprised, but he didn't dare to stop moving forward, otherwise he would really not be able to run anymore.

"Ah Zao, Ah Zao's father may be on that ark." Lingling bit her lip and spoke.

"Why?" Ziqi was surprised.

"Camel, the camel god said that it takes the strength of every race to escape from Tokatsu Island, she contacted Nick of the Transitional Rabbit Clan, Captain Ji of the Turtle Clan, and I think she also contacted the people of the Transitional Pig Clan. In the morning, before the camel god left, he carefully asked the eating habits of the Zaodu pig tribe......

"I see, I see. So you suspect Ah Zao, Ah Zao's father is on the ark, but he hasn't eaten, and the camel god and his gang are very anxious. ”

"Hmm."

"Lingling." Ziqi suddenly remembered something.

"Huh?"

"You, you're right. Zao's father should be, should be on the ark. Ziqi said as she ran, "When you were unconscious, when the camel god had not yet appeared, she, she said a word. A phrase that we all ignore. It may be that the sound is too ethereal, too hazy. Later, a lot of things happened that we gradually forgot about it. ”

"What?"

"The camel god said that, such a big fish, the father of the jujube, the father has also seen it." Ziqi completely remembered the scene when he first stepped on the strange fish.

"It must be like that. I, I'm sorry for Zao. At that time, when everyone heard those shocking words, it was already a mess. I didn't pay much attention to it, and I only thought of it later. ”

"No, Lingling. This, this is not your fault, you have not heard the camel god, the camel god can think of this layer in that sentence. It's us who are too, too stupid. ”

"We, we must rescue Ah Zao." Lingling quickened his pace as he spoke.

"Yes." Ziqi also felt that his body, which was about to be overdrawn, had strength again.

Lord Poker didn't notice the words of the two behind him, and he took off his coat so cold that he could only keep running. Fortunately, the lights are getting closer and closer, and hope is just around the corner, looking at the lights not far away, Lord Poker rushed over with a lot of energy.

Seven or eight hundred meters later, Master Poker finally came to the lights.

It turned out to be a long house, and five lanterns hung proudly on the eaves.

Between the two lamps in the middle is a long, tall wooden door, and on each side of the gate stands a man of equal height and size.

"Excuse me." Mr. Poker walked to the middle door.

"Sorry, it's full." The person on the left side of the gate did not squint, and a cold word came out of his mouth.

"I'm not here to stay at the hotel." Master Poker paused between the two, "I wanted to ask how far this place is from the Wind Turbine." ”

"I don't know." The voices of the people on the left side of the gate grew colder, while the people on the right were more motionless as if they had seen nothing.

"So, does this road lead to the Wind Turbine?"

"I don't know!"

"Don't know?" Master Poker sneered and looked at the people on the left and right.

Hmph, the people are tall and big, and they are probably all from the Gollum tribe. Since he came into contact with Baloo, Lord Poker has learned a truth, you must not be too polite to the Gollum people.

A cool breeze blew, the lanterns on the eaves swayed from side to side, and even the wooden door trembled slightly, pouring out a piece of light from time to time. It was as if in this vast wasteland, only this huge room could accommodate it, and even the wind could not wait to drill into it, but Master Poker did not move, he was still waiting.

"Great, my lord......" Lingling and Ziqi finally arrived.

"Lingling." Master Poker came to Lingling's side unhurriedly, stretched out a slender hand and groped on his coat, "These two brothers don't seem to be very cooperative, and they won't give us any information." ”

Looking at the eyes of Lord Poker, Bing Xue's smart spirit instantly understood what he wanted to do.

"My lord, we are very short on time, and we cannot afford to waste anything." Lingling straightened his windswept hair and continued, "Those who refuse to provide information will waste our precious time, so it is better to kill them. ”

"Kill, kill?" Hearing Lingling's words, the guy on the left side of the gate reacted, and he and the person on the right glanced at each other.

"Hmph, listening to their nonsense, I don't believe they dare to kill." The guy on the right said as if he didn't care.

"Really?" Mr. Poker took out the pistol hidden in the sleeve of his coat, "So what do you see here?" ”

In the dim light of the lanterns swaying from side to side in the wind, a small and delicate pistol appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Guns, guns!" The guy on the left seems to be on his feet.

"No, I'm not afraid." The guy on the right said in a trembling voice, "Here, on this Dusheng Island, no one dares to kill people against the rules of the God of Gamblers." ”

"Really?" Master Poker said lightly, and he slowly pointed the pitch-black muzzle at the person on the right, "Then I'll kill you first!" ”

A roar of rage with a desolate wind entered the ears of the guy on the right.

"You, you ......"

Master Poker walked straight up to him and put a gun to his chest, "I don't care if you believe it or not, the souls of the dead under this gun can already form a small army, I'll count to three!" ”

"You ......" The guy on the right stared into the eyes of Lord Poker in a daze, trying to tell if he really dared to do it.

"One!" There was not a hint of heat in Lord Poker's cold eyes.

"Two!" The cold air in those long and narrow eyes seemed to freeze.

"Three!"

"I say!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the guy at the gate on the left couldn't hold it anymore, he really believed that Master Poker would kill someone.

It's not just him, but even the poker adults themselves think so.

What Lord Dushen, what Lord Dushen, at this moment to save Ah Zao, it no longer matters, if there is a bullet in the chamber of the gun, Lord Poker will definitely do it!

"Dick." The guy on the right also seems to want to blame the guy on the left.

"Bastard!" Poker growers do it again.

A beautiful over-the-shoulder throw that knocks the tall guy to the ground.

"Boom."

Under the sound of the wind, the guy on the right wailed in pain.

"I, I said ......" The person on the left watched the eldest brother fall to the ground, neither daring to step forward to help him, nor daring to turn around and run away.

"Very good, you will answer whatever I ask, and if you hesitate, I will kill him." Master Poker stepped on the right guy's chest and aimed his gun at his head.

The man who fell to the ground was no longer hindered, and remained motionless like a deflated ball.

"Okay." The man on the left hurriedly agreed.

"Is this road leading to the Wind Turbine?"

"Yes."

"How far is it?"

"Less than ten miles."

"Let's go." Master Poker let go of the guy who had fallen to the ground and was about to turn away. Time is pressing, and since there is a wind management bureau ahead, there is no room for delay.

At this moment, a golden light poured out from the doorway and slowly expanded.

The door was pushed open, and a man slowly walked out of it.

"Is that you?" Lingling exclaimed in surprise.

Coming out of the door was a familiar person.