Chen Baichuan is very angry now, because he is dying of thirst, and he doesn't know if it is in his heart, the pious prayer to God and worship Buddha has worked.

Finally, I found a life-saving little watermelon on this big Gobi like a forbidden area of life.

The small watermelon is worthy of the adjective with the prefix of small, and the whole size is only one pound in weight.

But this also represents all the hopes of survival for him, Chen Baichuan, and he even planned to eat all the watermelon skins left.

In this way, the role of this life-saving watermelon can be brought into full play.

Then at this critical moment, Chen Baichuan found a legendary side three-wheeler, and drove towards him all the way.

In the body of the side three, there was also a Czech light machine gun that he remembered vividly, revealing most of the barrel.

If it weren't for the fact that under that hat, what Chen Baichuan saw was a young and immature little white face.

He almost always thought that in the depths of his memory, Zhang Dixian, the military coat that he remembered vividly, had also entered this terrible ghost place.

Bian Sanlun stopped straight at a distance of about three hundred meters from him.

But even so, Chen Baichuan, who was worried about the other party's idea of beating the small watermelon in his hand, still decided to strike first and eat it sideways into his stomach.

It's not much bigger than a ball, but if you split some of it out, how much will be left?

It's just that at this critical moment, the other party's goods did something outrageous: they picked up the Czech-style light machine gun, and it came up with a shuttle bullet.

The accuracy of the bullet was terrifying, and the watermelon in Chen Baichuan's hand was instantly exploded into a state of sparseness.

At this moment, it was not only this little watermelon that was blown up, but also poor Chen Baichuan, that fragile and sensitive heart......

If it weren't for the opponent's firepower being too fierce, if it wasn't for the opponent's accurate marksmanship, or if it weren't for the great physical exertion of his own body~

In short, if it weren't for Chen Baichuan's heart, he would have pulled out his ancestral Demon Sealing Knife now and stepped forward to kill that nasty kid.

However, I couldn't beat it, and the only little watermelon that saved my life was blown up.

For a while, thinking of his bumpy and grinding fate since he met that Zhang Dixian last time, Chen Baichuan's heart was so sour that he was about to shed tears when he saw it.

Anyway, the last time they were doing something in Baoqing City, they waited until they were served by the Shenwang Bureau.

Almost because Shenwang planned to kill chickens to show monkeys during the special period, he was sentenced to a life sentence severely, so as to meet the fate of sitting through the prison.

In this case, the old man in his family came forward.

The old man dragged his old body and agreed to take on the errand of the sword instructor of the Qin Provincial Shenwang Academy, in exchange for his own leniency, and was released after being imprisoned and educated for a month.

For this result, Chen Baichuan felt extremely ashamed.

He finally figured it out, it was because he was not good at learning, and the most important thing was that he was timid and not reckless enough, so he simply lost under Zhang Dixian's hands.

In the end, it will lead to a series of tragedies that follow.

So in the following days, Chen Baichuan, whose personality changed greatly, entered the mode of crazy cultivation.

Especially when it comes to guts, he wakes up in the morning with five roller coasters and pirate ships as appetizers, followed by several more exciting bungee jumps and jumping machines.

At noon, he took a nap directly in the haunted house.

After several months of special training, Chen Baichuan realized that he had achieved great success, at least when he was on the roller coaster, he calmly ate a bowl of cold skin for breakfast, and there was no problem at all.

If he faced Zhang Dixian's unconventional knife technique again, he would definitely never be cowardly again.

That's right, whoever coaxes him is a grandson.

It's a pity that before Chen Baichuan, who had achieved great success, went to Baoqing City and beat Zhang Dixian's big enemy into a dog, he learned the news of the appearance of magical ruins in Annan.

In the face of the temptation of heaven and earth, Chen Baichuan felt that Zhang Dixian could be temporarily allowed to jump for a few more days.

In this way, before Zhang Wei and the others entered the ruins, Chen Baichuan had been wandering around the ruins for three days.

It's just that these three days are definitely nightmarish memories for him, this hellish place has no supplies, and it can heat people to death during the day, and freeze people to death at night.

During this period, in addition to the humanoid monsters like crazy people, there are also monsters that emerge from the ground and resemble large lizards to attack.

Thanks for his hard work some time ago, otherwise Chen Baichuan would have hung up a long time ago.

However, when the life-saving little watermelon was ruthlessly blasted in his hand, poor Chen Baichuan knew that he was not far from hanging up......

Looking at the little fat man who looked at him with an inexplicable sad and angry face, like a peasant woman who had been robbed of eggs, and had an unusually resentful expression, Zhang Wei couldn't cry or laugh a little.

He pointed to the rotten melon pulp on the ground, and explained loudly:

"Don't think about it! I just saved your kid's life, that thing is called a medicine gourd, it just looks like a watermelon, but it's not really a small watermelon, that thing will kill people if you eat it." ”

"If you don't believe it, look at those melon pulps, whether they are all white, and feel your hands, have you found that after hugging the watermelon, it is now a little itchy. ”

Zhang Wei didn't explain, but after explaining it like this, the bald little fat man looked at the melon pulp on the ground, and then experienced the tingling sensation on his body.

But all of a sudden, 'wow', I started crying.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei hurriedly relieved: "Isn't it just that I don't have to eat and drink? ”

The question was the answer of the bald little fat man, but it was a little unexpected by Zhang Wei, I saw that the other party was crying with a sad face, and his mouth was a terrible howl:

"No! I got a tuba just now, because I didn't have paper on hand, so I pulled a little melon leaf and used it, and now it's itchy and painful, big brother help!"

Zhang Wei: "......"

In the evening breeze, which had cooled down, the side tricycle with one more passenger continued to drive forward.

From Chen Baichuan's mouth, Zhang Wei learned that the situation in the vicinity was the same as the vast Gobi, so there was no suitable camp at all, so he could simply drive wherever he could.

Chen Baichuan, who was sitting in the car body, was eating and drinking oily canned beef, and from time to time he took a mouthful of glucose injection, feeling like he had come from hell to heaven.

In addition, the Czech-style light machine gun was also shelved in front of the body.

In this way, although it looks like a fat translator in an anti-Japanese drama, the image is not so beautiful, but the heavy guy in his hand has brought him an indescribable sense of security.

Of course, if it weren't for the discomfort in the important area, which made him have to writhe a few times from time to time, it would have felt better.