I collected all the letters, put their names on each person's picture, and when I got out, I could go and look for their families.

When everything was ready, we withdrew, without any more fights and no more quarrels.

I left the pyramid with Victoria and Sam and came outside, and then I shouted, "Little Qi, little Lin! Little Qi! Xiaolin! ”

I shouted for a long, long time, and was hoarse.

Xiaoqi and Xiaolin finally appeared, they were quite far away and did not come closer, but they obviously had a hunch and seemed to know what I wanted to do.

Without waiting for me to speak, he helped me solve the problem himself.

Xiao Qi bit Xiao Lin to death, and the blood was dripping, and then the two divine beasts merged into one and turned into a dragon crystal.

Seeing the dragon crystal appear, Sam was excited, and rushed over like crazy to get the dragon crystal first.

But I blamed myself for the death of Xiaoqi and Xiaolin, chased after a few steps, kicked Sam to the ground, and then got the dragon crystal.

Sam's eyes were about to pop out, full of expletives, and fierce eyes.

I don't necessarily understand much English in my ordinary life, but I understand every word of swearing.

Anger, self-blame and guilt, let me rush up, at Sam is a big mouth, while beating, I also scolded, of course I use Chinese, but I'm still like that, scolding people over and over again is those few words, I should really find an aunt who can scold people to learn to learn.

"You kid listen to Lao Tzu, even if I kill you here now, John won't have anything to say when I go back." After I finished the fight, I felt uncomfortable again, and I went up and kicked him.

After getting the dragon crystal, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the buildings under his feet began to shake, violently.

"Oh no, this thing looks like it's going to sink back into the ground, run!" Victoria suddenly shouted at this point.

When I looked at it, I saw that it was indeed like this, so I called out to the cyborgs and ran away with us.

The cyborg listens to Sam, but he listens to me.

Those of us who run wild must not be as fast as cyborgs, nor do we have the stamina of cyborgs.

So we run, it's better to run than cyborgs.

The cyborg picked us all up and began to run wildly, very fast, but I could still see that we were sinking into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, the scope of these buildings is not large, originally it was only a cube with a side length of five or six kilometers, and now although we are in the center of these buildings, we are only three or four kilometers away from the nearest desert.

At the speed of these cyborgs, it would only take three or four minutes at most to break out of the building.

But I think it's a little simple, the speed at which the building sinks is obviously faster than the speed of the cyborgs, and the solid ground that they stood on just now has now turned into soft sand, which greatly reduces the speed of the cyborgs.

In order to escape for their lives, these cyborgs are also willing to go out, how hard do they fight? was able to get rid of the layer of simulated silicone skin and flesh on the outside, which shows how desperate the other party is.

But even that doesn't change the outcome of our burial.

Soon the sand came like waves, covering us all in the ground.

The moment I was covered, I passed out.

When I woke up again, I found us lying in the sand, with only Victoria and the others around, and Sam and the others were gone.

I immediately went to rummage through the dragon crystal, and sure enough, the dragon crystal was gone, and Sam stole the dog thing.

I checked myself and found that I wasn't missing parts, and I didn't have any pain on my body, indicating that Sam didn't retaliate against me.

If that's the case, I'm guessing that it wasn't Sam who did it, but a cyborg.

Being able to lie on the sand alive is only possible for cyborgs, and the sand under the slope at that time, let alone thousands of tons, the living are buried directly to death, and only biocyborgs have the ability to dig it out and save everyone's life.

I was angry and angry, and went crazy for a while, but finally I let out a long sigh and sat down on the ground.

Victoria and the others woke up one after another, and then Victoria looked at the environment everyone was in and beckoned everyone to get up and hurry up.

"Why?" I'm in a bad mood and don't want to go.

"I don't know why, but I do know that it's not a good place, sandstorms can come at any time, and if we don't leave, in this case, without cover, we will definitely die if we are exposed to sandstorms." Victoria said calmly.

Everyone agreed, and they all stood up and walked forward, and although I was extremely reluctant, I still walked forward.

Everyone was in good spirits on the way, but I was the only one who was in a bad mood.

I'm in a bad mood because I lost the dragon crystal, but everyone doesn't have this problem, because their purpose is not to help me, help me get the dragon crystal, and then exchange the dragon crystal for my two sons and daughter-in-law, so they saw it quickly and didn't take the dragon crystal to heart from beginning to end.

But I'm different, because Long Jing is tied to the lives of too many people, and even the future of the earth, and I'm always entangled in its gains and losses.

I don't know if it was bad luck or good luck, we did encounter another sandstorm, and it was similar to the one we encountered before.

If this is swallowed up, it will be really cool. But we found our car before the sandstorm completely engulfed us.

Everyone hid in the car.

After the sandstorm passed, we drove out of the no-man's land and re-entered the civilized world, where we played for a few days and should not be a trip in vain.

Of course, this is mainly because this tomb, the soldiers under the sword are not bloody, the previous tomb, almost this time is nine deaths, the best, but also full of injuries, and this time although everyone has also experienced the battle, but it is really thrilling.

We settled in a village full of homestays, watched the afterglow of the desert, and watched the sunset over the long river.

ate all kinds of delicacies, sang and danced, and knocked a big hole in the wall of others.

If you don't say that Lu Xun is good, he knocked a big hole into the wall of others, and it didn't paint off at all.

We ran overnight, didn't dare to squeak, for fear of being falsely accused, after all, a pound of cut cake can be sold for a sky-high price, a wall, it is estimated that it can bite our old life, so we ran.

All the way to the west, as far as Kashgar, the car was cheaply disposed of to the local minority herdsmen, and a lot of money was exchanged.

Three cars were sold for 600,000 yuan, and the herdsmen are really rich, 600,000 yuan directly in cash.

What came out of the sheepskin bag was a wad of bills wrapped in mutton fat.

We don't have a hukou for this car, and we don't need to transfer the car at all, and in this kind of place, no one dares to check the cars of ethnic minority herdsmen.

When I returned to Wangcheng, I gave the photos and the roster letter to my eldest brother, asking him to contact the authorities to make a bereavement and find their family members, and said that if the authorities did not pay for the bereavement, I would rather pay out of my own pocket.

The authorities attached great importance to it because it was a special period, and a lot of information was lost.

All 500 people in a battalion were lost, which was also a major event at that time, but no follow-up clues were found, and the state could only issue a one-time bereavement pension on the basis of sacrifice, but no bones were found and no photos were taken.

At that time, the pension was pitiful, and after the Vietnam War, the division commander sacrificed only 800 pensions or a one-time pension, not to mention that at that time, it was not easy for ordinary soldiers to have dozens of yuan.

Although this matter involved some secrets, the state still publicized this matter in another way, and did a good love education.

Not only did they build a monument and a martyr's cemetery for the missing battalion of people that year, but also gave a one-time compensation of up to one million to all the relatives and families who could be found.

The response was also huge, and it was reported for several months and made into a series.

There are also relatives and friends of those people who are still alive, and after seeing the letters of those people, they cry hoarsely.

As for those that were not found, the pension was also saved and turned into a foundation to help poor children, and I am quite satisfied with the follow-up of this matter anyway.