Xiao Huang was experiencing the most terrifying thing in his life at this time, he was dragged by a strong force and galloped in the dark. Because of something choking his neck, coupled with fear, he couldn't even shout for a while.

The grave robber was dragged backwards on the ground with his legs clamped around his neck, and along the way the stones and stones on the ground were knocked away, tearing his calves, pants and clothes until blood was dripping and spilling all the way.

This physical pain didn't make Xiao Huang feel anything, because his nervous system was terrified to the extreme. Dragged through the darkness by an unknown force, the taste can only be resolved by desperate screams.

Xiao Huang finally called out, maybe he heard his screams, Da Niu and Han Dong Xunsheng chased after him, the sound of thumping shooting continued, and the bullets whizzed from behind Xiao Huang, hitting the stone pile or stone wall, and the rubble flew sideways.

But Xiao Huang was dragged and ran as fast as he could, and the bullets had no effect on them at all.

After running for a while, Xiao Huang felt that his calves were no longer sensational, and suddenly he realized that his body was somersault and fell to the ground hard.

This time he fell to the point of spitting blood, Xiao Huang instinctively realized that his life was about to be lost, he was also a tomb robber, and he had experienced countless dangers, and he was going to get out of the desperate situation of the mountains and rivers, and he would die anyway.

Xiao Huang's body curled up, but his eyes flashed fiercely, and he quietly took out a dagger from his arms.

"If you want me to die, no one will live!" Xiao Huang tried his best to swing the dagger with his backhand and stabbed him in the back.

At this time, it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything at all, but he stabbed with his instinctive feeling.

But soon he got a response, and his head was slammed, and the whole person fell on his back with a buzz. Before he lost consciousness, he finally saw what was striking him. It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, even my last breath was directly scared and I passed out.

"Xiao Huang, where are you? Why don't you call it? Da Niu chased all the way down to Xiao Huang's screams, and kept shooting. But after running for a while, Xiao Huang's voice suddenly disappeared.

"Stupid cow, he must have been killed by the black shadow, and he stepped on the horse and shouted a machine eight." Han Dong snorted disdainfully, he has always been very uninterested in the IQ of the big cow, and it can be said that he looks down on him completely.

"As far as your bull pen on the horse, you have the ability to find him!"

The big cow is also on fire, and he used to blindly endure Han Dong, but this guy bites people like a mad dog from time to time, which is unbearable.

When Han Dong heard this, his eyes were murderous, and when he was about to aim at the big bull, he suddenly heard the footsteps of the planing brother catching up behind him, he glared at the big bull coldly, and chased forward alone.

"Weimin, let's take a rest, I can't run so far in one go, I really can't run." After Liu Xiangdong finished speaking, he was a little out of breath, and sat on a stone and didn't leave.

"Yes, I'm really tired, I don't think those tomb robbers can catch up." Huang Jiawei was the same, a rush almost exhausted his physical strength, and he sat directly on the ground, leaning on all sides. As for the piles of bones around him, he was already insensitive.

Although Pang Weimin was anxious in his heart, the two of them couldn't run, and he had no choice but to nod, and everyone stopped to rest and adjust. He lay down on the ground instead of sitting down, put his ear to the ground and listened carefully for a while, and when he found that there was no sign of his pursuers, he also calmed down a little.

"Weimin, why does this give me a feeling of unease? Do you feel the same way? Zhao Aiguo walked up to him, looked at the darkness around him, and said with some worry.

"Feeling uneasy? What is that? When the cuckoo heard this, his heart became nervous again. Li Ping also walked to Pang Weimin's side.

"It's a feeling. But you don't have to worry too much, probably because the air here is cold. Pang Weimin agreed with Zhao Aiguo's words, and at the same time comforted everyone.

"Weimin, are we going to keep going?" Liu Xiangdong paused and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course we have to keep going, do you still need to ask!" Zhao Aiguo preemptively answered Liu Xiangdong's words.

"But Weimin, to put it mildly, do you think it's necessary to keep going? In this environment, do you still think Uncle Pang will survive? Liu Xiangdong gritted his teeth and said the problems that had been backlogged in his heart. Before, they were controlled by Brother Plane, and there was no chance to say.

"Liu Xiangdong, what do you mean by this? Are you retreating? Li Ping saw that Pang Weimin's face was a little ugly, so she questioned Liu Xiangdong.

"Li Ping, don't talk about Xiangdong, I also think there's no point in continuing to look for it. There are dead bones everywhere here, and there is nothing to eat, and even if Uncle Pang had survived, I believe he would not have survived to this day. Huang Jiawei stood on Liu Xiangdong's side.

The cuckoo was silent, and she was a little discouraged and scared. If possible, she really wanted to turn around and go back now, walk out of the desert and return to Jiangcheng, take a good bath, get into her comfortable little quilt, and sleep on it for a few days.

She was really tired of running away and frightened, and she missed her parents and warm home so much.

"Xiangdong, I thought your knowledge was more profound than Huang Jiawei, and now it seems that you are both a virtue. Excuse me, can we go back? Is there a way back? Zhao Aiguo was a little angry and pointed at Liu Xiangdong and Huang Jiawei.

"Take another 10,000 steps back, even if there are 10 million lucky stars shining brightly, so that we can get lucky enough to open the door and return to the desert, do you think the tomb robber Bahar will give us camels without the instructions of Brother Planer?" Zhao Aiguo began to ask questions.

"And, even if you are a charismatic boy who can convince Bahar to get a camel, can you let him go back with us? Without Bahar as a guide, do you think we can get out of Lop Nur alive? ”

Zhao Aiguo's words, Liu Xiangdong and Huang Jiawei were silent, and Huang Jiawei even felt hopeless and helpless. He really doesn't want to go on anymore, but as Zhao Aiguo said, even if he turns back now, it's a dead end.

"But I don't want to die here, okay!" Huang Jiawei suddenly roared at the top of his throat, then slammed his fists on the ground, and finally buried his head deep in his arms and sobbed in a low voice.

"Everyone, it's my fault that brought you into a dead end, I'm sorry!" Pang Weimin stood up and wanted to bow to a few classmates but was stopped by Zhao Aiguo.

He walked up to Huang Jiawei and patted him on the shoulder to try to comfort him, he was telling the truth, he really felt sorry for these classmates who should be in their prime, but they were haggard.

They originally lived a very comfortable and comfortable life in Jiangcheng, and after knowing what was going on, they followed themselves to this death base with their enthusiasm to find their father, even if they complained a lot, or even scolded themselves, he Pang Weimin had no reason to refute.

"Weimin, it's none of your business! We came voluntarily. Liu Xiangdong, Huang Jiawei, didn't you come here for exploration? If you don't want to, will someone pull you along? If you regret it now, blame Weimin, is this fair? Did it work? ”

Seeing Pang Weimin being ignored by Liu Xiangdong and Huang Jiawei, Li Ping was a little angry. She thought to herself that Pang Weimin had said that this trip would be dangerous, but you have to come, don't you just want to come out to play?

Li Ping's words made the silent cuckoo blush a little, and she only then realized the gap between herself and Li Ping. For the sake of her beloved, Li Ping can be desperate, but what about herself? Questioning him here. So, she cleared her throat and spoke:

"Li Ping is right, don't forget that Wei Min said that he came to Uncle Pang alone, and we came here willingly, some people said it was to help him, but in fact, it was for adventure and curiosity, and now when they encounter some difficulties, they complain about this and that, which is extremely unfair to Wei Min!"

"Anyway, everyone is here because of me. I'm not 100% sure, but according to my father's yin and yang fish, we still have a chance to go out. Regardless of whether I can find my father or not, I will do my best to bring everyone back, please trust me. ”

Pang Weimin looked at his classmates and said sincerely. It's not easy to get here, he doesn't want someone to leave because of a disagreement, and the result will definitely be death. There is great power in numbers, and in this unknown world, everyone depends on each other to survive.

"Uncle Pang must be found, and we will definitely get out alive! We have to believe in Pang Weimin! Isn't that corpse maggot king powerful? That skeleton zombie horror isn't it? We're not all killed yet! ”

"No matter how formidable the enemy is, if we strategically despise it, it is a paper tiger! The great leader said that man will conquer heaven! Follow Pang Weimin, we will definitely do it! ”

Zhao Aiguo roared, perhaps because of Pang Weimin's sincerity and his fanaticism, Liu Xiangdong and Huang Jiawei glanced at each other, and hope was rekindled in their eyes. The two walked over and hugged Pang Weimin and Zhao Aiguo.

Trust and camaraderie, it's all in plain sight.

Several people discussed it again, and this kind of small team finally resolved their differences and despair, strengthened their belief that moving forward is the way out, and continued to follow Pang Weimin.

Pang Weimin reissued the captured weapons to everyone. Now each of the four boys has a handful of three. Eight large covers and machetes. Li Ping and Du Juan each had a two-foot military dagger, and the big guy sang a passionate red song and continued to move forward under the advocacy of Du Juan.

As soon as I walked past the stream, the loud singing was still wafting, and there was a loud black surface with a loud bump of an unknown object. With scarlet eyes and no eyelids, it stared motionless ahead before submerging into the water.

A murderous force quietly spread in the space.