Although weak, Chu He can still ride a horse, which makes the three of them a lot easier.

And Song Nian simply searched his body.

In addition to a small amount of Hu Ren's elixir powder, Song Nian also found a lot of ...... The kind of dry food for the Black Armor.

This should be ......, though It was Ho Lu who made it for these Hu people......

Song Nian smiled bitterly.

It is no wonder that Ho Lu was so interested in this kind of field army ration back then, and was so generous to the Hu people in buying grain...... It turned out that he was really worried about the invasion of the Hu people......

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of fried noodles with cold water, the three of them drove their horses and walked northwest.

Here, it has been detached from the terrain with thousands of ravines and ravines, and has begun to become flat.

In other words, this is the boundary between the frontier and the grassland.

Will there be any escape?

Song Nian didn't know, maybe he could...... Otherwise, stop and wait to die?

I really walked for a long time, and suddenly there was a sound of iron hooves behind me.

Song Nian turned around and looked.

Her eyesight was excellent, and she could clearly see that far behind, a group of Hu people were chasing after her, trying to capture the three of them.

Demon God Emissary, the bounty is too high......

Song Nian looked at Chu He, and the two of them invariably accelerated their horses, and Su Qi'er also followed closely.

"Don't be afraid...... Running a dead horse in Wangshan...... It's flat and they don't have that close ......"

Chu He gasped and said.

Song Nian nodded, as long as he moved forward, there was still a glimmer of life......

But an hour later, Song Nian was stunned.

Ahead, there is a vast sea of sand......

"Death Hanhai ......," Chu He muttered to himself.

"Chu River, where should we go? Did the sentinels you sent in the past go deep into the sea of death? Song Nian asked anxiously, and then turned his head to look behind him.

In the distance, there are many figures, and it is the Hu people who are chasing after them.

"The sentinel can't run so far, but I know this Death Han Sea...... Chu He said weakly: "This Death Han Sea, there have been countless oases in the past, and it can be connected to the extreme west through here. There have been countless business travels...... However, after the founding of the Great Yongguo, the oasis in this desert was devastated, and almost overnight, all of them were buried by the wind and sand, and since then, this desert has been called the Death Sea, and it is said that none of the people who entered it came out......"

"What then?" Song Nian asked anxiously.

Chu He pointed to the north: "Go to the grassland...... In case of...... Maybe there will be a chance to get rid of these people behind you. ”

Song Nian was just about to turn the horse's head, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said to Chu He: "No, we can't go to the grassland." ”

"Why?" Su Qi'er on the side licked her chapped lips.

Song Nian gritted his teeth and said, "Because ...... In the steppe, there is grass! There are horses! There are Hu people! ”

Chu He was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Song Nian wanted to say.

Once you enter the grassland, you are actually entering the territory of the Hu people, who have better riding skills, better horses, and ...... It is very likely that it will bump into the Hu tribe, and in this way, it will be completely finished.

"Come with me into the desert!"

Song Nian patted his horse and walked towards the desert.

Chu He frowned, and suddenly shouted loudly: "We don't have enough water!" ”

"In this vast sea, I heard that if there is no water, you will not survive for two days!"

Song Nian turned his head back and looked at Chu He: "Do you believe me?" ”

Chu He suddenly hesitated, and Song Nian at this moment was extremely confident.

It's as if she's solved those bizarre cases countless times.

"Faith!" Chu He gritted his teeth and said.

Song Nian smiled, turned his head, and got off the war horse: "Drive!" ”

The war horse rushed into the yellow sand.

Song Nian looked at the yellow sand, thinking silently in his heart.

Do you believe me...... But actually, I'm a letter system......

In the system bar, the final mission of the second ring, [Escape], is flickering slightly.

All the way, to the desert.

Soon after the three of them entered the desert, hundreds of people rushed here.

Looking at the vast sea of sand in front of them, these Hu people subconsciously stopped.

Unlike the hearsay Dayong people, these brave Hu people have tried to go deep into the desert from generation to generation......

But not once, someone succeeded.

All those who went deep into the desert never appeared again.

Death in the Sea ...... This name is deeply imprinted in the hearts of Hu people.

"Barang...... If they go in, they probably won't live long! ”

A Hu man said loudly.

Balang rode on his horse and said coldly: "If any of you are afraid, you can go now!" ”

Then, he pulled out his scimitar and pointed at the sea of death: "Dayong people are not afraid, how can I, a demon god believer, be afraid!" ”

Then, he took out the porcelain bottle from his waist, poured the Hu people's magic medicine into his mouth, and suddenly the whole person was in good spirits, and as soon as he lifted the horse under his crotch, he galloped towards the desert.

There were the greedy Hu people around, who also swallowed the powder and rushed into the desert.

……

Song Nian and Chu He Su Qi'er, riding horses, kept moving forward under the scorching sun.

The intense sunlight soon leaked the naked skin of the three of them, scorching and blackening.

Dry and chapped skin.

But it's nothing.

After walking for less than half a cup of tea, the three horses began to gasp for breath.

No water...... It's not just people who lack water, but horses who lack water.

Song Nian gritted his teeth and beat the horses again and again, urging the horses to run forward.

In this way, after going deep into the desert, suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

The three of them were blown around again and again.

"Good thing! That's a good thing! Although Chu He was choked on several mouthfuls of sand, he still said loudly in the wind: "In this way, the Hu people behind will not be able to find our trace!" ”

Song Nian nodded against the wind and sand.

Indeed, the footprints left on the desert will indeed be given to the Hu people behind...... Let's say they're after them...... Leave a trail to follow.

Now with the gale, all traces will be erased.

The wind and sand were too strong, so the three of them simply dismounted, led the horses, and walked forward against the wind.

It's too close to the edge of the Death Sea, and it has to go deeper, deeper.

Staring at the wind and sand like this, after walking for half an hour, the sound of the wind suddenly disappeared.

The wind in the desert comes and goes fast.

After the wind and sand, Song Nian patted the sand on his body and looked at Chu He and Su Qi'er.

The two of them were covered in sand, and even their feet were barely in the sand.

Chu He shook his head, sprinkled the sand above his head, and then looked at Song Nian: "How to go now?" ”

This gust of wind blew the three of them around, and they had long lost their way.

Song Nian squinted, looked up at the sun, and pointed to the northwest: "This direction." ”

The orientation is not accurate...... But in any case, it's always good to have a general direction.

The three of them stumbled on their horses and rode slowly in the direction of the northwest.

Just behind them, in the distance, a bearded man, looking indifferently in this direction.

The wind and sand stopped. The view in the desert is excellent, and the figures of these three horses can be clearly seen.

This Hu man is none other than Balang.

Hu Yikang's younger brother.