(Pang friends who are still watching, please help to order a collection, the stand-alone machine is not fun) "Hey, cold-faced man, don't you wonder why I'm still alive?" Don't you want me to save you? It was difficult for Luo Xia to understand why the other party could be so calm. But it's a happy thing to see a living person in this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, well, the blood has been sucked dry by the desert, and only the sea of corpses remains.

“...”

"You call me like that, I don't want to save people." However, although Luo Xia said this in his mouth, he still carefully dragged out half of Situ Gang's body that was buried in the sand, and then directly used a dagger to cut off a piece of clothing from the corpse next to him, and at this moment a strange tattoo gradually disappeared in the sun, and he blinked but disappeared, thinking it was an illusion.

Then he began to bandage Situ Gang, whose entire chest was bloody and blurry, and complained dissatisfiedly in his mouth while bandaging: "Ask me, I'm so motivated." ”

Anyway, he just did his best, and whether he would be infected and die in the end was no longer something he could consider now. If the other party can hold out until he drags him back to the oasis, then the other party will be killed.

Perhaps it was because after the warrior's flesh had reached a certain level, the Dead Warrior Yan did not behave like the others in a violent battle against their corpses. It can only be said that the three guys who died before plus Situ Gang were completely looking for their own death, if they pretended to be dead honestly like Luo Xia, that terrifying beggar old man might not take the initiative to kill them.

Of course, if that is the case, in the face of a few guys who can kill themselves casually, Luo Xia will be in danger.

When Luo Xia tried his last strength to help Situ Gang bandage the wound on his chest, he smiled at him, trying to find something to drag the other party away. But he finally found that he couldn't stand it, a big battle, he was more or less injured, coupled with the consumption and blow of his mind, Luo Xia fell on his back on the blood-colored sand dunes that had just been washed away by the torrential rain, and his feet were facing the sky.

At the same time, two figures quietly appeared on the top of the sand dune, a woman holding a strangely shaped huge square war hammer, her eyes wrapped in a turban were full of confusion and looked at Luo Xia and Situ Gang, who were almost unconscious at the same time, to be precise, Luo Xia.

The hammer in her hand trembled slightly, as if she were crying.

"There seems to be some secret in him, and he actually survived under the power of that monster. Do you want to kill, or do you want to take it? The voice was very cold, just like the faintly delicate and slender figure. It's just that with the hideous war hammer in her hand, which is mostly half a person high, it makes it all look extraordinarily weird.

Another man who was obviously taller looked at the two lying at his feet with a frown, looking indifferent and a little disgusted: "Oh, ugly..."

After saying that, the man turned away, leaving behind the masked woman who was suddenly in a very bad mood. She looked at Luo Xia, who was covered in blood, and then at the heavy war hammer in her hand, and mocked disdainfully behind the man: "Hypocrite. ”

"Hypocrisy is the most elegant evil, honorable... Ma'am, I think you should consider finding a place to wipe the mark off your things, the people from the Doge's Palace have arrived. Of course, I wouldn't be surprised if you're really curious about that filthy pariah, heh. The man said respect, but there seemed to be no respect, and his figure slowly dissipated in the air.

"Filthy and despicable....evil... We'll see... Not... Those people died to weaken you, so you have to obey me... Hehehe..."The masked woman looked at the huge square war hammer in her hand, took a deep breath, as if she wanted to remember this tragic blood rain, and finally glanced back at the location of Luo Xia and the two, and turned to leave.

... ...

Luo Xia felt that the surroundings were very noisy, as if there were a bunch of people huddled together, swaying, but there was a roar and chaos in his head, and everything seemed strange. He was so tired, with a lot of blood loss, mental stimulation, and overdraft, that the whole person was confused, and he could never see what was going on around him.

Maybe? All this is just a strange dream?

It wasn't until the next morning that he realized that it wasn't a dream, and that he seemed to have been rescued or picked up.

Weak enough to pull away a large rough hand on his body, Luo Xia found himself on top of a large 'horse' cart transporting forage, and the tail of a huge lizard swept diagonally above his head from time to time.

It's the desert monitor lizard I've seen before.

The desert monitor lizard's huge flippers and tough, smooth belly allow it to move steadily and quickly in the desert, and the 'carriage' has a flat skateboard wrapped around the wheels, as if driving in the snow.

In the extremely smooth carriage, there was a bunch of wounded people huddled together, horizontal and vertical.

The treatment was not good, but at least there was no use of the prisoner cart or anything, and the wounds on the body were obviously treated. This made Luo Xia breathe a sigh of relief, it was probably 'his own people' who could do this.

He didn't see the cold-faced man Situ Gang, thinking that it might be a difference in injury or identity, so he didn't need to be piled up like garbage.

However, the number of survivors was obviously beyond Luo Xia's expectations, and he raised his body to look out, and there were several similar lizard carts in front and behind, which were likely to be transporting the wounded. At that time, he thought that except for Situ Gang and him, they were all killed by that terrible old man?

Although he didn't see the faces of his acquaintances, Luo Xia still breathed a sigh of anticipation, perhaps, those friends of his, are still alive? But how did these guys survive?

Thinking like this, his mind relaxed again, and he fell asleep again, with certain expectations in his arms.

。。。。。。

"Is it decided?" Looking at the young man in front of him who seemed to have grown up overnight, Luo Xia felt strange in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling.

I don't know if the black uniform similar to work clothes on his body is a little hard, and Luo Xia is a little uncomfortable all over.

"Of course. I think you're right, like people, like freedom and human rights, these are issues that I have never thought about before, and these days have kept me up all night... It's like there's a fire burning in my heart to seek the truth and the truth. I don't know how to do it, but I'm definitely not going to work for the nobles who enslave us anymore. ”

The setting sun greeted the rising sun, as if there was a light shining on his face, and he looked at Luo Xia with a smile, as if he was looking at some special kind of people: "Brother, I don't know what your plans are, but I know that people who can say that kind of thing must have great ambitions in their hearts." So, Brother Luo, I'm leaving, you have to work hard. ”

Oops? What the hell is it too? What oil do I have to add?

Is there some misunderstanding somewhere? Nest!? Why do you feel a little panicked?

Looking at the young man who turned around in front of him and a few companions behind him who also seemed to have a scorching light in their eyes, Luo Xia had a creepy feeling, he felt as if he had inadvertently done something terrifying, or amazing?

At that time, in the desert battlefield, after Luoyang and a few coolies broke through the line of the Jackals, they were lucky not to be mistakenly killed by the cavalry team that followed them, but were squeezed out of the battlefield from one side (seeing the opportunity early, the cavalry ran away before they came up). In a panic, several people dodged the Overseer, who had already been equally killed, and desperately ran back to the barracks, and got into the underground prison where the young army had been killed.

In addition to them, some of the soldiers who had been scattered followed in the confusion.

It was for this reason that they were lucky enough to escape the methods of the terrifying old man that followed and survived. Witty, it can only be said that these guys are not only lucky, but also really witty to the point of admiration.

After they were rescued by the men and horses sent by the governor of southern Xinjiang to inspect the front line, Luoyang and Luo Xia, the only surviving acquaintances, happily reunited again, not to mention some bitter and uncomfortable topics. Luoyang was like an evil spirit, and he was asking Luo Xia for advice on freedom, human rights, social class, and other topics all day long.

It seems that it was because of the words that he shouted to save Ma Chao and others before that he was stimulated again.

Then, Luo Xia, who was a little weak-hearted, didn't even know what he was talking to the other party in the past few days, causing Luoyang to seem to have changed as if he had changed a person, not only matured a lot overnight, but also mysteriously gathered a group of survivors in various red-faced gatherings...

Don't get me wrong, it's the kind of emotional red-faced.

The more I think about it, the more terrible it becomes, in this similar world in the Republic of China era, in fact, information is still quite developed, such as newspapers, and even gramophones developed by alchemy, and there are even things that record images, if you don't count the cost, you can even watch it as a movie with a gramophone.

So Luo Xia felt that one day in the future, he might be the initiator.