But at the same time as he exerted his strength, he saw that the sand wind suddenly set off again in front of the old man in the Western Regions, the sand wind was extremely fierce, and Ma Chengfeng's vision was blocked, so he had to cover his eyes with his left hand and retreat step by step.

No matter how good his light skills are, how can man's strength compete with nature? No matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the wind! In the blink of an eye, the crimson sand wind blew in front of me.

"Huh? Watch out! "Fortunately, with Khasira by his side, the red silk handkerchief in the Gypsy's hand is not a vegetarian. Seeing that it was too late to save him, Khashura simply threw out the red silk handkerchief. The red silk handkerchief flew in mid-air like a frisbee, covering Ma Chengfeng's body from behind.

Crash...... Hulala...... The wind swept in, engulfing the red silk handkerchief and lifting it into the air.

When Ma Chengfeng opened his eyes again, he had already appeared beside Khasilla, and Khashula's smooth little hand was pressed on his shoulder, signaling him not to hurry up and make a move.

He was shocked and scolded: "I wipe ...... It's so hanging! This...... What is this? Obviously an old man, how can he have such a strong power? Can you control the sand wind in the desert? ”

"I told you not to be careless, and you don't think about it, who is a normal person who can run in the desert in the middle of the night to drink water? He was so weak that before he could find the holy well, he would have died of thirst on the way! ”

Ma Chengfeng shook his head and said, "But ...... Won't you? My ghost pupil has never missed it, even if he is the Monkey King will change seventy-two, his soul will not lie, right? ”

"There are no wonders in the world, this is not the Central Plains, not to mention you in the Western Desert, there are some ghosts that I have never even seen. It seems that the demon beast guarding the holy well is this old man, when he controlled the sand wind just now, I already clearly felt the powerful aura in his body, I am afraid it is far beyond your imagination, we may not be able to fight him together, we must outwit! "Khasilla and Chang Xiaoman are two completely different personalities, when there was only Chang Xiaoman before, Ma Chengfeng did not worry about fighting. Now that there is Khashura, there is a little witch by her side, and the key is that this little witch is well-informed and can make up for the innocent nature of these children.

The sand wind gradually stopped, and the figure of the old man reappeared in front of the holy well, he crossed Erlang's legs, sat directly on the edge of the well, and looked at them with the eyes of the dead fish.

"Are you sure that your light skills are faster than the speed of the wind?" Khashura asked him.

Does this need to be asked? Ma Chengfeng had learned just now, and he couldn't rely on it at all. He shook his head helplessly with a bitter face.

"Okay, I'll lure him away in a while, you sneak over, don't be too greedy, fill four bags of water, just enough for the little fox to use for the time being." For the rest, let's take a large team of people after sunrise tomorrow to think again! Anyway, if you can run, the monk can't run the well! Khajura gave him a look, and she didn't know where to pull out a huge red juan.

"I'm ...... This...... Where did you come from? Such a big piece? Ma Chengfeng curiously stretched out his hand and touched the inside and outside of other people's clothes, but Kashura is also a girl who loves beauty, and the clothes on her body are thin enough to cover her shame, and she can't see what else can be hidden in her clothes.

"Hey! When is it now, are you still looking for it? Do you want me to strip naked and find it for you? Dislike! Okay, act on the opportunity, I'm going! Khasira shook her body like a ghost, and rushed out with a whizz.

"Hehe......" She stood under the dunes, draped the red silk handkerchief over her shoulders, and with a charming smile on her lips, she deliberately twisted back and forth in place. She said to the old man in Uyghur: "Old man, I know that you are a kind-hearted person when you look at your face, my friend is waiting for the water to save his life, please, just give us a few bags, okay!" ”

This gypsy girl doesn't need to pretend, she is born with a charming bone, and as soon as the little movement came out, Ma Chengfeng trembled all over his body. Even if the other party is an eighty-year-old man, I am afraid that he will not be able to refuse the innate feminine temptation of Cashula.

"Come on...... Come on...... Let's talk? Khashura half-bit her lip, winked at him, and hooked her fingers.

"Huh...... Hey, hey, hey...... Hahaha...... "The old man's reaction was the same as when he faced Ma Chengfeng just now, and he still smirked. He jumped down from the edge of the well and walked towards Khashuara. It is impossible to judge whether he was hostile this time.

Khasira is fully prepared, don't look at the old man all the time, but she has always kept a safe distance from the old man.

"Come on, come on, please, okay?" Casilla pursed her lips and gave a flying kiss.

"Ah!!! Haha...... "The old man suddenly laughed wildly, this time, he opened his big hand at Khashua, and this posture is not the kind of lust that men caresse women, he opened his two old big hands, and a strong force instantly condensed in his big hands, and the sand wind swept in again, this time, the sand wind had a strong adsorption force, and the distance of fifty meters was directly dragged by Cashua.

Khasilla's body is like a ghost, and the illusion in the hands of a gypsy woman is not limited by external forces. Khajura covered her body with a red silk handkerchief, and in a flash, she swooped out of thin air on the sand dunes.

"Hmph...... My dear, this is your fault, don't you know how to be gentle with beautiful women? See what makes you anxious? Come on? Come on? I'm waiting for you right here! Khajura smiled charmingly, and deliberately lifted the skirt, revealing the slender white thighs, the skirt couldn't be shorter anymore, only the lace see-through bottoms.

"Ahaha...... Ahaha...... "The interest of the mysterious old man was ** up by Khashula, turned into a cloud of sandwind, and swept towards the sand dunes.

Ma Chengfeng didn't care about telling her to be more careful, and he didn't come back when the opportunity was not to be missed, so he rushed to the holy well with a water bag on his back.

He unscrewed the four water bags while constantly looking back at the form, Khasura's body was too fast, even if he turned into wind sand, he couldn't get even half a step closer to Khasilla. She's here and there. This dazzling trick made Ma Chengfeng breathtaking. There should be no double loss soldiers! It's that he doesn't know how to cherish! It seems that his daughter-in-law is still shrewd!

He pressed the water bag into the spring and poured it with a grunt, one, two, three......

Only the last bag was left, and he pressed the fourth water bag under the mouth of the well as he looked back again.

"Huh?" On the sand dunes, I saw the wind chasing Khashura's footsteps closer and closer, and the red veil that Khajura was wearing had been swept into the air by it, and she could no longer cast illusions.

(End of chapter)