The green smoke rising from this gemless ring was ethereal, glowing with a faint cyan light, very dazzling in the dark. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Chen Zhi and the three of them walked all the way along this ethereal smoke line, going deeper and deeper in the black desert, Chen Zhi soon found that they thought about this black desert too simply, the urgent pressure of the fire spirit stone task, and Chen Zhi's confidence in getting the mana later, made them forget the cruelty of reality, reality is reality, and it will not change because of people's will, they greatly underestimated this underground world.

This desert is too vast, and the deeper they go, the higher the temperature becomes, and they walked in exhaustion for nearly three days from the original constant checking of the arm thermometer to the gradual numbness in the later stage.

But the smoke line still stretched into the darkness, with no end in sight, and the goal was still out of reach. The three of them have been relying on the nutrients in the liquid to maintain their body supply for the past three days, and they have already exhausted their physical strength. The most important problem is that there is no rest, there is no cool place in this underground black desert, there is no barrier to cover oneself, the surface heat is impossible to dock, and of course there is no way to sleep.

During this time, they could only spread the cold cloth on the black sand, lie on the ground and rest for a while, and then continue to walk forward, the wisps of green smoke later became more and more dispersed, Chen Zhi knew that the time limit for the spell had arrived. They don't have much water left on them, and if they don't see their goal in a day, they can't go back.

Chen Zhi was extremely tired at this time, his lips were cracked, his body was walking almost by natural reflexes, Fat Wei was the most dehydrated, he had rarely spoken since the day before yesterday, just breathing rapidly in the wireless, obviously enduring the dehydration and hypoxia of the body and the gradually rising body temperature. In order to save drinking water, Chen Zhi asked everyone to minimize the physical range of walking, maintain the body's water and physical strength,

In the end, perhaps because of the high temperature outside for a long time, the wireless communication equipment in the oxygen mask also began to swish~~~~, and the three people's conversations were no longer smooth, which made Chen Zhi's brain confused.

The smoke line that pointed the way came and went during this time, and finally lost its trace completely, they have been going around in circles since they lost their direction, and the original sense of urgency and the mission and belief of coming here have gradually been swallowed up by this black sand, except for the ghost knife, their consciousness has begun to become more and more blurred.

In the end, Fat Wei sat on the sand all of a sudden, and the work clothes on his buttocks touched the hot sand, and immediately made a zila la~~~ sound, but Fat Wei did not move.

"Orange, I can't walk anymore",

Fat Wei's voice in the wireless is very weak,

"I really can't walk anymore, and now I have no direction, and there is no point in walking again."

"You ......"

Chen Zhi reached out and tried to pull him, but his leg was weak and he fell to the ground. At this time, he realized that it was not a question of whether he was willing to go again, but his body, which really couldn't move anymore.

The two of them sat facing each other like this, and they didn't even have the strength to speak, Chen Zhi no longer cared about whether his work clothes would be burned out, he just wanted to sleep well and let his tired and chaotic brain return to normal. The two of them soon fell into a state of semi-sleep, and I don't know how long it took, Chen Zhi heard Fat Wei's voice in a daze.

"Orange, I'm too careless, I always thought that my life was big, and I couldn't die after so many things, so I ran here with you, and finally suffered this loss, in fact, how can reality always get used to me, and I won't always be lucky."

After saying this, Fat Wei paused slightly, and continued after breathing violently for a while.

"Actually, since the day before yesterday, my drinking fountain has been broken, I haven't told you, my fat man is also a man, even if he dies, he has to die hard, and he can't become a burden on you, a little orange.

It seems that I can't get out this time, m, capsized in the gutter. In the next life, Lao Tzu must have more eyes, don't drill into this underground, die in this ghost place, I don't know if it will also become sand together, trapped in this hot sand hell and tossed. ”

After Fat Wei finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not move, and stopped talking.

Chen Zhi listened to the fat man's words in a sultry coma, and was still frightened and sobered up a little.

"You said you haven't drunk water since the day before yesterday? Then you've been holding ...... up until now, fatty! Hey~~~~~~ fatty! ”

Chen Zhi shouted as hard as he could, but his voice was very weak, and the fat man on the other side did not react at all.

Chen Zhi was also discouraged at this time, he walked in the high temperature for three days without sleep, he didn't even have the strength to stand up now, this endless black desert was silent and sultry, and there was not much water left in him, and what happened after that can be imagined.

"I said at the time, don't get involved in our affairs, you don't listen, now you know!"

Chen Zhi said weakly in the wireless, looking at Fat Wei in front of him, but he couldn't do anything.

Fat Wei must be in a coma now, he hasn't drunk water for three days, he's seriously dehydrated, there's no point in screaming anymore, it's nothing more than two roads at the moment,

One way is to set off and go back now, on the way back, Fat Wei can't take off the oxygen mask, still can't drink water, and he must be in a state of severe dehydration for the next few days, and Chen Zhi and the ghost knife will fall and carry him. So even if he returns the same way now, he can't guarantee the safety of Fat Wei's life.

The other way is to continue to find the tomb of the god of drought, hoping that the temperature there will be lower, and finally the air quality will be better, so that Fat Wei can take off the oxygen mask and supply the water source, even if Fat Wei's little life is picked up, but the smoke line that guides the way has disappeared, and the direction ahead is confused and endless, who knows if you can find the damn god tomb.

When Chen Zhi thought of this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, a great sense of exhaustion and sleepiness hit, his brain forcibly stopped working, Chen Zhi hung his head, and fell into a complete coma.

I don't know how long it was, when Chen Zhi regained consciousness, he saw that Fat Wei in front of him was already lying sideways on the sand, with a cold-proof cloth under him.

Chen Zhi tried to move, his limbs were already usable, he looked around first, the black desert was still dead and sweltering, but the ghost knife had disappeared.

"Where's the knife?" ，

Chen Zhi said in the squeaky wireless, and the fat Wei on the other side had already lost his meaning and did not react at all.

A panicked feeling came up, Chen Zhi immediately stood up, supported his tired body and walked forward a few steps, only to see that nothing could be seen in the endless black sand in front of him, and a terrifying thought inexplicably entered his mind.

Where did the ghost knives go? Was it captured by the girl? Or ......, he left us behind? (To be continued.) )