Kong Lingyu flew low in the desert two meters in the air with a little anxiety, twenty-five minutes after he was "thrown" from the helicopter, but Yao Simo did not appear. He couldn't even sense the feathers that were placed on her. This is a phenomenon that has never been seen before!

Could it be that she was ambushed? Injured? Comatose? Countless bad conjectures instantly filled his mind, making him upset, and the aura around him became more and more tyrannical.

"This is the defiant guy Ivan was talking about?"

A black-haired man with a masked face suddenly showed his head in the sand pile three hundred meters behind Kong Lingyu, and the scorching sand seemed to have no effect on his actions at all, and in just two blinks of an eye, he moved behind Kong Lingyu with the sand.

I don't know when a long scimitar appeared in his hand, clinging to the wings of Kong Lingyu who had just landed, this scimitar seemed to be able to absorb all the light around it, and as soon as Kong Lingyu's wings touched the blade of this scimitar, it dimmed in an instant.

At the moment of pain on his shoulder, Kong Lingyu's figure flashed on the golden sand below.

"Tick" Bright red blood dripped from Kong Lingyu's right shoulder, touching the hot sand grains, making a slight "bang" sound. He wasn't quite used to it yet, and he didn't have the ink demon by his side to fight.

Ignoring the bleeding, he swept around vigilantly with a pair of phoenix eyes, and the man before retreated with one blow, and at this time he had disappeared again.

If Smoker is there...... As soon as this thought popped up in his heart, Kong Lingyu killed it fiercely - she is now uncertain about her life and death, how can she be weak?!

His mind was spinning, his body suddenly sank, and the sand under his feet suddenly seemed to come to life, Kong Lingyu instinctively spread his wings and wanted to fly, but the injury on his shoulder was originally where his wings were, and this force tore the wound even more, and the bright red blood seemed to prove gravity, rushing down his arm.

The intense pain made Kong Lingyu's eyes dizzy, however, he had no choice.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and rose into the air, the air around him suddenly tightened, and his whole person was fixed less than three meters above the ground.

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The ink demon pushed the wheelchair along the eared rat's burrow. Her huge size compared to the ear mouse, she collapsed a part of the pit with every step, and after about ten minutes of travel, the ink demon collapsed at least a third of the rat hole.

These eared rats also had their own set of rules when they built the crypt, at least as the ink demon could see, all the rat burrows she had collapsed were leading in one direction at this time. And this also saves her a lot of effort - for a road idiot + choice disorder, it is undoubtedly much more difficult to let her choose between several forks in the road than to let her destroy the nest of eared rats.

After about twenty minutes of walking, the walls around her were no longer soft grains of sand, but sand that could only be seen deep in the ground.

"Do you really want to go to the mother ear mouse's house?" Mo Xiaoyou laughed at himself, and suddenly felt a little excited, "Forget it, let's go back to Kong Lingyu." Just as she was about to leave the rat's den, the road in front of her suddenly cut off.

She took a few steps forward in her wheelchair, and a little dust and smoke fell from the sandy walls. Almost uncontrollably, she raised her hand to touch the truncation in front of her, and it was cold in her hand. It's not sand or dirt, it's ...... Metal! How can there be metal here?!

The coldness of the metal made the ink demon's confused mind suddenly clear - she was ecstasy? At the same time, there was a sudden heat in her arms.

"Suffered! Hole Demon! ”