In the afternoon, outside the Hamna Tower, on the hill that overlooks the Hamna Tower.

Now that it has officially entered June, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, and even the drought-tolerant desert plants have a tendency to be wilted by the scorching sun. Obviously, the sudden arrival of midsummer is a severe test for both animals and plants!

An hour ago, the rolling waves of sun-scorched sand distorted the space, and on the hills not far from the ruins of Hamnata, there seemed to be a few imperceptible black shadows scurrying among the low, sparse desert bushes.

"Ali, why are you Shiites so obsessed with black! How good it is to be dressed in white, no sucking (rè) at all! One of the dark shadows crouched among the thorns, his sweat dripping like raindrops down his slightly curly blonde hair on the crimson sand.

"Hansen, don't complain! At least with the protection of the black robe, you don't have to worry about getting sunburned by ultraviolet rays, and you don't have to worry about being pricked by the thorny spikes! The other sweaty (shēn) shadow is a typical native with a deep chocolate-like complexion, and the gray beard on his chin is a match for his complexion. His resistance (rè) (xìng) is obviously different from ordinary people, so although there are a few drops of sweat on his forehead and cheeks, he has not turned into a "red stewed prawn" like the benevolent brother next to him.

"Although this is the truth, but you two can't listen to me and wear khaki robes instead? At least it's a little stronger than this (shēn) black! "The one who appears below is a beautiful bearded man with a face like a heavy jujube, but he is obviously an inferior imitator, and his beard is far worse than that of Second Brother Guan! What's more, he has a (rì) Germanic appearance?

This person is naturally our protagonist Han Xing, and the "red braised prawns" is our white-skinned and beautiful Sir Hansen, the last time Han Xing used this word to call him, our Sir Hansen was still complacent, unaware that this word is usually used to describe female (xìng)! So this word has since been bound to our stinky (pì) Sir Hansen, and has become a special word for Ali and Han Xing to ridicule him.

"(rè) Kill me!" Han Xing took out a kettle from his arms and poured it violently, and it was his most (ài) boiled water! Forgive me for using this term to describe "the world's most bland and boring drink". But believe me, if you are a person in the desert, bathed in the sun, and have not eaten a drop of water for several hours, you will also drink boiled water as "elixir and jade liquid"!

"Give me some, I'm dying! I felt like my throat was on fire and it was smoking! Every cell above and below my mud (shēn) is wailing! Hanschel, give me ~water~" Poor Sir Hansen's handsome white face, now red as an Aksu apple, roared in a feeble, weak voice as he crawled to Han Xing's side.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? You're late! Han Xing drank all the water in the pot, wiped the remaining water droplets from his mouth with his sleeve, and then asked with a pretended pretense.

"You did it on purpose~" Sir Hansen snatched the kettle from Han Xing's hand and raised him high above his mouth, and a few drops of residual water fell on the tip of Sir Hansen's dry tongue.

Unfortunately, a few drops of water did not help at all, but made him feel more thirsty, so he went into a state of lying on his back, and wailed with his back to the sky.

"Hansen, come on! I have the water you want here, that's right, a clear, sweet, refreshing liquid, it will moisten your dry mouthpiece like a clear spring, it will give you new vitality~ Want it? Ali, who had a bad taste, held a transparent plastic kettle and dangled it in front of Sir Hansen, deliberately colliding with the liquid in the kettle, making a pleasant sound of water. His voice was like a magic stick, stirring Sir Hansen's nerves little by little in a tone full of confusion (yòu); It's like some owner is teasing his pet.

"No, don't, I'll never drink what you gave me again in my life, you vicious *** devil~" Sir Hansen held back his thirst and turned his head, but unfortunately one of his hands betrayed him, and his hand reached out in the direction of the kettle in disobedience, trying to snatch the transparent kettle from Ali's hand.

If he hadn't known that the reason why Sir Hansen didn't drink Ali's things was because of the bad date wine back then, Han Xing's mind would have almost made up for driving!

A kind of primitive ** is driving Sir Hansen, making him want to snatch the kettle that is half filled with water, and let the constantly flowing and colliding ** body flow into his mouth, moisturizing every cell of his that is languishing because of the scorching sun. In the desert, this is the fatal (yòu) confusion that cannot be refused!

"Fortunately, this is called being honest, right?" Ali shook the kettle from side to side with a wicked twist, looking at Sir Hansen's wistful look in his eyes.

"Ali, are you going too far? It's so hot! He can't be suffering from heat stroke, right? I think he's about to faint! Han Xing touched Sir Hansen's head with the back of his hand, a little worried.

"Okay, here you go!" Ali shoved the kettle into Sir Hansen's hand. Just when they both thought that Sir Hansen had really fallen into a coma from heat stroke and was dying, the Oscar-winning actor seemed to be resurrected with full blood (tǐng) the moment he took the kettle.

"Hahaha, I deceived you, right? Ali, you stupid bastard, how can a reincarnation be so easy to suffer from heat stroke and coma? Heat stroke due to dehydration is just a negative buff for us! Sir Hansen, who was a pity not to act in films, unscrewed the lid of the pot and slammed the liquid into his mouth as he sneered triumphantly.

"It's so fragrant~ No, it's so cool! Hahahaha~" Sir Hansen's Adam's apple slid up and down with his sip, and a large amount of liquid overflowed from the corners of his mouth, flowing down his white neck to the placket, but he didn't realize it, and after drinking it all, he wiped it with his sleeve like a heroic hero in martial arts, and then laughed proudly.

Han Xing was originally still the same guy as "braised prawns", after all, Han Xing is not much better than him now, and the whole "Guan Gong is reincarnated". Seeing that he had a lot of air in and little air out, he really felt sorry for him, but he didn't expect this guy to be an acting school, and the feeling of guilt that he had just now was thrown to Java in an instant.

"Hahaha! Hansen, don't you think what you're drinking doesn't taste right? Ali had a weird look (qíng) just now, but now he couldn't hold it anymore, holding his stomach and laughing wildly.

"You, what did you give me a drink? Do you want to poison me? I didn't expect your old skin to be so black! Sir Hansen's face changed immediately when he heard this, and he clutched his throat in pain and pointed angrily at Ali.

"This is called one foot high, one foot high! Do you feel like your throat is burning as if your throat is burning instead of quenching your thirst a little bit? It's time to find out! This bottle is filled with distilled liquor, cool, right? "Ali, this bad old man, is really bad, and he actually used liquor to pretend to be Qing Shui to deceive Sir Hansen.

"You~You~" Sir Hansen's face suffocated as if he could squeeze blood, and it didn't take long for him to collapse directly to the ground.

"I'll go, Ali, you're so ruthless! I'm afraid I'm going to die on the spot, right? Han Xing was a little worried and kicked Sir Hansen in the shin, but there was no reaction at all.

"What do you think! Didn't he say that? We are reincarnators! Theoretically, as long as it's not a deadly attack with a special item, you won't die at all! He just fainted, hehe, he finally stopped, and the whole world seemed to be clean! Ali rubbed his hands together and said with a relaxed expression.

"And, you know, where am I willing to pour him with the best liquor I treasure? It's just some hastily purified liquor, the raw material is that date wine, you know, that thing is really disgusting, but it's a pity to throw it away, this is a desert after all, and it takes a lot of water to make wine! So I decided to use the waste, purify it and mix it with water before drinking! This bottle will not exceed 20 degrees, and besides, he has only drunk a few hundred milliliters! ”

"Then why did he faint?" Han Xing still asked a little worriedly, this is not a joke, if it is because of a joke, he will not be able to toss him for a half (shēn) or even die, Han Xing will not be at ease for the rest of his life~

"He drank too hard, and his stamina came up in one go! That's what your Celestial Empire calls 'above'! Ali chuckled and dragged Sir Hansen to the shadow of a cactus (yīn) and poured him another cup of white water.

Without Sir Hansen, the king of words, Han Xing even felt as if life had lost its color, and at this time he and Ali were crouching on the cliff, looking at the Hamna Tower below with a telescope.

"See, Oriental!" Ali's voice became deep and serious, and he pointed to the men below who were dressed as several special forces dressed in live ammunition and on guard.

"I don't know them! And I don't have such good equipment on hand! Han Xing hurriedly put aside the relationship and said.

"I'll go, this old briquette can't be sweat pills in the wine that Hansen drank, right? Wouldn't he just want to leave me alone and then clean me up? Will he want to throw me down to kill people and destroy corpses? Thinking of this possibility, Han Xing didn't feel a pang in his heart, and quietly moved back twenty centimeters, trying to distance himself from Ali as much as possible.

"Luckily, what are you hiding? You're not afraid I'll murder you, are you? At this time, Ali was like a *** wise man with infinite wisdom, and he looked at Han Xingdao with meaningful eyes. His eyes were as vast as stars, and under his gaze, Han Xing even had the illusion that there was no secret like a stripe.

"Don't worry, if I was suspicious of you and Hansen before, now I can be sure that this matter has nothing to do with you! The four of us (Roy: I don't want to be a background board ~ woo) have put a lot of effort into this moment, and it has taken a lot of time, and there is no reason to leave others alone halfway! So, the only explanation is that there are outsiders! Ali smiled kindly and beckoned to Han Xing, as if he was a kind old man greeting his grandchildren.

"Of course, part of the reason why they have more weapons than we can imagine!" Ali added, as if sensing the chill on Han Xing's face, he said: "Fortunately, you must know that (shēn) is in the infinite world, there are a few more hearts, the tiger does not hurt people's hearts, people have the intention of hurting the tiger!" I hope you understand my suspicions, this incident (qíng) is related to the resurrection of Dionysius, and there is no room for mistakes! ”

"I understand!" Thinking of that Ali and the others mostly supported and guided themselves when they first entered the infinite world, as well as Ali's gift of horses, Han Xing's heart was always warm, and he didn't want this precious friendship to be buried in suspicion and doubt. Besides, didn't Count Na (sāo) also do things that chilled his heart (qíng)? Ali's suspicion is mostly also derived from "eating a trench and growing wise"!

"By the way, Ali, what should we do? They've got guns in their hands! Han Xing used a monocular, which was very Napoleon-style, to look at the few people of the Celestial Empire who were loaded with guns and ammunition and dressed as special forces, and said with a worried expression.