Qian Jiao quietly followed behind the two of them, and soon followed to the box of a restaurant, only to wait for the waiter to serve the food, and the door of the box was closed.

Qian Jiaocai got into the space, let the little ghost take the space into the box with the help of external force, and when he flashed out of the space, he was a handful of medicinal powder in the faces of the two.

The two fell in response.

When he woke up again, Mocha and the middle-aged man were tied into a rice dumpling.

The middle-aged man woke up, and immediately glanced around vigilantly, and found that they were still in the private room, and he put some of his heart in it, and only then did he look at Qian Jiao, who was sitting on the chair with his arms crossed, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his cold eyes.

On the contrary, Mocha saw that it was Qian Jiao who caught them, his eyes widened in horror, and his whole face turned pale with fright, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

Qian Jiao smiled coldly at him, then her eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and she asked in a cold voice: "Where is the person who bought the Dragon Phoenix Stone now?" ”

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect that Qian Jiao was in the same group as the people who bought the Dragon Phoenix Stone a few days ago.

Although he and Mocha were captured alive by Qian Jiao, he didn't think that a delicate little girl like Qian Jiao could have any strength.

In his opinion, their arrest was nothing more than a momentary negligence on their part.

The man didn't notice Mocha's frightened pale face at all.

He didn't answer Qian Jiao's words, but just said coldly to her with disdain: "Little girl, I advise you to let us go quickly, and then apologize to me, or, I can still let you go." Otherwise, your little life will have to be explained here today. ”

When Qian Jiao heard this, the corners of her lips showed a mocking arc.

Without saying a word, she flipped her little hand, and a small knife with a cold light had already appeared in her hand.

She raised the knife in front of her eyes and glanced at it, and as soon as she raised her hand, the knife dragged a brilliant light and quickly flew towards the man's ankle.

The pain of the knife penetrating into the flesh, accompanied by the fracture of a foot meridian, made the man sweat in cold sweat instantly.

He gritted his teeth and cried out, but he didn't forget to curse Qian Jiao loudly.

It was only before he opened his mouth that another knife appeared in Qian Jiao's white palm.

She also deliberately shook the knife in front of the man, and then quickly raised her hand and shot the knife into the man's other leg, blocking the man's cursed words in her throat, leaving her eyes glaring at Qian Jiao viciously.

Qian Jiao knew that he was scared, so she glanced at him contemptuously, and continued to ask, "Where is the person who left the broken queen?" ”

The big man gritted his teeth and glared at Qian Jiao, but when the third knife appeared in her hand, a trace of horror flashed in her cruel eyes.

Finally, he finally spoke: "That man was forced into the desert of death by us. ”

Qian Jiao's hand holding the knife suddenly tightened, and she entered the desert?

Looking at the man's eyes, he also became cold and piercing, as if he was an ice pick bubbling cold, and the man only felt that the whole person was going to freeze to death.

He finally realized that Qian Jiao was not easy to mess with, and he didn't dare to resist anymore, so he directly told everything he knew.

After Qian Jiao listened to the man, she knew that Nan Fan's injury was not light, and she had entered the Death Desert for a few days and nights, and the whole person was going to be bad.

A wave of anger filled her heart, and the tyrannical emotions that continued to vent made her clench the knife in her hand.

Finally, when her eyes swept and Mocha, who was hiding behind the man, looked at her frightened eyes, as if she had found an outlet, she raised her hand lightly, and the knife in her hand flew directly to Mocha's chest.

Mocha didn't expect Qian Jiao to say to him that he would do it, but he couldn't react for a while, the knife hit the heart, and before he could exclaim, the whole person fell straight down.

The man was shocked by this sudden change and broke out in a cold sweat, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble.

Qian Jiao didn't care about Mocha, who was already dead, and didn't care why he ate her poison before, but he didn't die of poison.

She just waved her hand and led the man into the space, leaving him unconscious, and casually throwing him in the hallway outside the small building.

Then let the little ghost urge the space, follow the direction the man said, and go straight to the desert.

The scorching midday sun scorched on the desert, staining the yellow sand with a scorching heat.

Qian Jiao hid in the space, her eyes staring at the water mirror, afraid of missing an inch of land.

It's just that the desert environment is different from other places.

The unstable terrain and the sand that can move at any time make it a needle in a haystack to find someone in this vast desert.

But fortunately, Qian Jiao has space, which can ensure her safety and the speed of searching.

This also made it much less difficult for her to find Nanfan than ordinary people.

But even so, Qian Jiao still found it in the desert and didn't find Nanfan's shadow when it was dark.

When night fell, Qian Jiao came out of the space, feeling the temperature of the desert dropping instantly, and she was even more worried about Nanfan's situation at this time.

The little ghost looked at Qian Jiao's anxious and worried look for Nanfan, and his hands holding the dragon phoenix stone grabbed it again, absorbing it even more desperately.

By the time the dawn of dawn shone on this clear yellow desert of death, the imp finally absorbed enough heaven and earth energy to leave the space.

The little ghost out of the space is like a high-precision scanner, sensing everything in the entire desert with a large range of space speed.

Such high precision and high speed, as well as a wide range of searches without dead ends, soon allowed them to find Nanfan's traces.

The little ghost took the space and the Qian Jiao in the space, and appeared like a gust of wind next to a slightly raised sand dune and stopped.

Qian Jiao flashed out of the space, looked at the desert covered with yellow sand, and then looked at the sand dunes in front of her, she asked the little ghost very suspiciously: "What about people?" ”

The imp stretched out its rag paw and pointed to the dunes in front of him, "Below." ”

Qian Jiao stared at its rag fingers, her heart sank, a painful touch hit her heart, and her little face instantly lost its color and became extremely pale.

How could it be down there?

Did he die like that?

Qian Jiao stared straight at the sand dunes in front of her, her eyes as if she was about to penetrate the layer of yellow sand on the ground.

But I didn't want to see that person under that layer of yellow sand at all.

Only when she can't find it can she continue to think that the person is still alive and that person is okay.

It was as if something was about to rush out of his throat, his eyes were sour, and tears were almost pouring out of his eyes.

The little ghost who pointed to the sand dunes, a little didn't understand Qian Jiao's emotions, turned his head and looked at Qian Jiao blankly for a moment, and then immediately understood her thoughts.

A pair of glittering rag eyes suddenly widened, and just as Qian Jiao's tears were about to slide out of the corners of her eyes, it rushed to Qian Jiao's face.

Hurriedly waving its rag palm, he said anxiously: "Master, master, you misunderstood, he is not dead, he is not dead, he is under the dunes, and below is ...... It's hollow, and here's the entrance. ”