This run, Ma Hao ran straight to the edge of the grassland boundary before stopping.

The flourishing grasslands have receded, leaving only the yellow sand and Gobi with scattered grass green, dotted on the dry loess.

Ma Hao's legs were numb, and her few spiritual powers were almost exhausted in this escape.

"Senior brother, senior brother, have we gotten rid of them?" Ma panted well, couldn't support himself and sat down on the ground, and stretched his legs into a big character without figuring it.

The way he ran, whether he threw the pursuers away, Ma Hao couldn't be clearer.

There is this question, but it is just a peace of mind.

Ma Hao had a hunch that Chen Jiuzhi and those evil ghosts had been thrown off a lot, and they would not be able to catch up with them for a while.

From the time he ran out of the shield barrier with Tang Mingqiong, Ma Haohao faintly noticed that the speed of the demon's actions had slowed down significantly.

In addition, she is like a divine help along the way, and the aura in her body is simply inexhaustible...... She couldn't help but wonder if Tang Mingqiong had secretly rubbed her hands and feet?

Ma calmed his breath, thinking about the possibility of Tang Mingqiong secretly making a move.

With his cultivation as a means, it is not impossible for God to rebel against Chen Jiu's army without knowing it.

If it weren't for her in the way, Tang Mingqiong would have solved a few people a long time ago.

As soon as Ma thought about the problem, he fell into a trance.

The system really couldn't stand her appearance as a female man, so she reminded her in her head and made a big exclamation mark.

[System: Ahem!] Host! Pay attention to the image! (。?? ˇ?? ˇ??。 )】

Ma Hao's legs ached faintly, so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers, and he didn't care about the image or not.

[Ma Haohao: Xiao Shou, being a man, the burden of idols can't be too heavy. 】

[System: (¬_¬) However, I heard my grandmother say that as soon as I finish running, I sit down, and my butt will get bigger~]

[Hemp is good: ......]

[System: Host: Do you want to be a big ass?] →_→】

[Hemp is good: ......]

[Ma Haohao: No matter, sit down first and then talk. 】

[System: ...... ("▔□▔)] What kind of lazy cancer is this late-stage host???

……

Tang Mingqiong was about to reply, but when she turned her head, she saw Ma Hao sitting on the ground with her legs wide open.

"......" came to the mouth and said no, not to say it, but to swallow it back into his throat.

He replied absentmindedly, turning his back and not looking at Ma Haohao.

But I heard the man behind him gasp endlessly.

Tang Mingqiong only blamed himself for being too good in his ears, and Luo Qingyu's voice was light and urgent, as if it was close to his ear.

Thinking of Fang Cai's shocking glance again, she was dripping with sweat, her sideburns were slightly wet, her cherry mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were full of wet moisture.

It is not a sentence "do not look at indecency, do not listen to incivility" can be summed up clearly.

Tang Mingqiong closed her eyes and silently recited a few words of the heart-clearing mantra, and only after a while did she speak calmly: "After resting, continue to hurry, at the current speed, Chen Jiuzhi will soon catch up again." ”

“…… Do you want to run? Ma Hao thought that he had escaped from Ascension, and when he heard the bad news that he was going to run away, he lay down directly with grievances, and his legs made a serious protest.

More than 20 years of running, not more than a day today.

Ma Hao Hao said that running is one of the sports she hates the most, and she never wants to run again in her life!

Tang Mingqiong opened her eyes and glanced at her, and quickly looked away.

"If you want to keep running, you can do that. There is a desert ahead, and you are not afraid of a lack of water, just run. ”

Ma Hao wished he would stop running, and when he heard that there might be a lack of water, he shook his head again and again: "No, no, I don't want to run, I won't run again." ”

Tang Mingqiong couldn't help but laugh when she heard her exaggerated tone.

It's just that she ran for a few hours with her spiritual power, and listening to Luo Qingyu, it seemed that it was even more uncomfortable than asking for her life.

In the past, which one of the sword moves in the cultivation of the body was not a hundred times more tiring than this? She lost her soul, but she was a lot more squeamish.

Tang Mingqiong suppressed her smile, didn't urge again, and sat down on the ground.

After Ma Hao's face was not red and out of breath, he got up and cleared the yellow sand on his clothes, pulled her up and continued to walk.

……

Leaving the grassland boundary and moving on, the further you go in, the more green vegetation becomes scarcer.

At first, I saw tenacious weeds covering the sand and gravel thinly, and I didn't walk a short distance, but only a long patch of yellow sand came into my eyes.

The golden sand dunes meander with dragons, and the towering sand peaks under the sunset glitter with golden light, like golden mountains buried with rare treasures.

The sun sets over the long river, and the desert is lonely.

Ma Hao didn't feel tired at this time.

I don't know if it's because the structure of the small secret realm is strange, the sun in the desert seems to be lower than in other places.

The sky was cloudless, and only a round of red sun hung low, as if he could hold the sunset in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Ma Hao thought like this, and really stretched out his hand to make it feel like he could pick the sun and the moon with his hand.

The sunset was a few points smaller than the palm of her hand, and Ma Hao narrowed half of his eyes and held "it" tightly in his hand.

Then gently put it on Tang Mingqiong's palm: "Mingsha is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the sun and moon with your hands." Senior brother, will you be happy with this sunset? ”

"......" Tang Mingqiong's fingertips curled up slightly, knowing that what Ma Hao had put in his hand was just a cloud of meaningless air, but he seemed to really hold a round of "sunset".

His palm warmed, and he withdrew his hand, but secretly clenched his palm in his sleeve.

[System: Report the host, the male protagonist's love value has increased by 15%, and the current love value is 30%! ] Well done, host! 】

The rise in love value came without warning, and Ma Hao was slightly stunned.

Whether it is picking the sun and the moon, or sending the sunset, it is just that she touches the scene and takes advantage of it.

An unintentional word for a love value of 15 points, this is simply a special surprise!

Ma feels like the African chief who was hit in the head by the mega million.

Happiness came so fast like a tornado, she couldn't believe it was real!

[System: Host, you always know how to attack the male protagonist this time, right? （?? `▽????)?? 】

[Ma Haohao: Well, I see. The male protagonist likes literary style, and I want to transform into a literary girl in the future. 】

Ma Haohao didn't expect Tang Mingqiong to be a literary and artistic young man, she rarely had literature and art once in decades, but she didn't expect Tang Mingqiong to be good ♂.

[System: What is with what?,Shouldn't it be a sincere strategy for the male protagonist.,Complete the task!] (。 ￣□￣)】

[Ma Haohao: Yes, that's right, rely on sincerity. 】

[System: That's pretty much it.] I just learned a sentence recently, called Jin Cheng, Jin Shi is open~╰(*?? ︶`*)╯】

[Ma Haohao: Mmmm, you're right. Xiaoshou, do you have any literary books, borrow me a few to observe. 】

[System: (╯"□′)╯Have you listened to the following words!] 】

Ma Hao was carried away by joy, and the love value rose by 15 points, breaking through the 30% mark at once, how could she have the heart to listen to the system show off its newly learned vocabulary.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, Ma Hao no longer complains about Tang Mingqiong who made him run for a few hours, and swaggers behind Tang Mingqiong.

She plans to feel the scenery of the desert again and stimulate her few literary and artistic cells.

Tang Mingqiong in front of her suddenly stopped and stretched out her hand to stop in front of her: "Be careful, there is quicksand ahead." ”