Chang Xiaoman said: "I really let you say it, Cheng Feng, you seem to have forgotten, what you are looking for is a mountain movers, but people have mid-mountain reclamation techniques, and even the mountains can be separated, not to mention the desert?" ”

At this time, Ma Chengfeng was standing on a collapsed mud house, with a ruined wall under his feet. He had nowhere to vent his anger in his chest, so he stomped his foot, only to find that the wall under his feet seemed to be empty.

"Alimu, move out of the way!"

Several brothers worked together to remove the collapsed remnants, and sure enough, there was a tunnel underneath. There was still a rag hanging on the bricks, needless to say, the group of Britons and Chu Tianyue escaped from here.

"Alimu, let the brothers set up camp on the spot, rest well tonight, and leave the rest to me!" Ma Chengfeng took Kashura and Chang Xiaoman down the tunnel entrance.

This tunnel is excavated by hand, and the lower four walls are supported by bluestone slabs, which is very firm. Not only is it not hot below, but there is also a cool breeze, and it is estimated that the other end of the tunnel is not blocked.

The three of them turned on their flashlights and walked for a full hour, and finally saw the moonlight at the exit in front of them.

After crawling out of the tunnel, he found that it was a wetland covered with desert poplars. There was also a river in front of him, and there was not much left in the river, and a few small fish were struggling in the mud pond. Perhaps in a few years, this last oasis will be gone.

"This group came a few hours before us, and there is water again, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up. Cheng Feng, there's no need to be serious with them. Chang Xiaoman persuaded him.

"Shh......h Wait......" Ma Chengfeng opened his big hand, and he clearly heard the sound of Xi Xisuo in the forest, as if something was walking through the poplar forest towards them. The three men hid behind a tree and pulled out their guns.

Listening to the footsteps, the people who came walked very slowly, and the steps were heavy.

Slowly, a dark shadow peeked out from behind the tree. Chang Xiaoman rushed out, raised his pistol and shouted, "Don't move!" ”

The pistol was held against a blonde British, but not Wells, this guy had been interrogated by Ma Chengfeng before, and according to his own introduction, he was a mineral expert.

The guy was held to the front of his head with a pistol, and instead of retreating, he continued to walk forward with a pistol straight on his head. His eyes were glazed, his joints stiffened, and he made a pimple movement at the joints with every step, like a walking corpse.

"I repeat, don't move! Or I'll shoot! Chang Xiaoman shouted.

"Uh...... ......He opened his mouth, and a muffled sound came out of his mouth, not at all as if he was trying to express something.

Xiao Man tilted his head to look at him, and he retreated step by step.

"Ah!!!h Suddenly, the guy was furious, not afraid of the threat of the musket, and threw himself down towards Chang Xiaoman with open arms. Chang Xiaoman didn't expect that this guy wasn't even afraid of a gun just now, so he didn't react for a while, and when he hit it, the gun fell to the ground.

"Xiao Man! Watch out! ”

Chang Xiaoman is not what he used to be now, but he is not the weak moon-worshipping beauty he used to be. That's the closed disciple of Ma Fuxiang, the enemy of ten thousand people! No guns, but two arms. Xiao Manzhi grabbed the guy's two wrists with both hands.

This guy has a lot of strength, but he doesn't look like a scholar, even if he is a hard kung fu master like Xiao Man, if he fights him for a while, he is tired and the green tendons on his head are exposed! But the ability of 10,000 enemies was invincible, and after the two sides stalemate for a few seconds, Xiao Man's strength overwhelmed him, and there was a click...... Blood gushed out. Chang Xiaoman took off this guy's two arms alive.

If it is an ordinary person, under the severe pain, he will either pass out in pain immediately, or he will scream in pain. Unexpectedly, this guy's arms were removed, and blood spurted directly, but his face did not change, and he didn't even blink his eyelids, he was already rushing towards Chang Xiaoman, this time, he opened his bloody mouth, and the foul smell in his mouth immediately came to his face.

Poof...... Ma Chengfeng threw out the seven-star blade and submerged into his forehead, and this guy fell backwards with his head down, dying on the spot.

The three of them looked at each other, looked around, and saw nothing more disturbing.

"How so? He...... Did he get poisoned? Xiao Man asked them.

"Not like that!" Khashura leaned down and examined the corpse, which showed no zombie-gnawed gums.

"Evil?"

Ma Chengfeng said, why do I think he looks like he has fallen under the curse of Queen Amela? You two don't know that a few days ago in the snow-capped mountains of Bumeng, Khashura was dementored by the magic eye, and this is what it looks like.

"Huh? Have it? How did I not know? Oh my! Then I must be particularly ugly! Khasira said, covering her face.

"There is a problem with this poplar forest, everyone must be careful." The three of them didn't dare to underestimate each other, back to back, holding flashlights, and slowly leaned into the woods.

The forest was quiet, except for this dumpling, there was no shadow of other Brits.

This poplar forest stretches northwest along the ancient river channel, and is almost impossible to see at night because of limited vision.

Taklamakan is known as the Desert of Death, and the more modern it gets, the more desertification becomes. With such a large oasis, if there is an oasis in the desert, there will be hope of survival. In general, the ethnic groups living in the desert are built on water.

For example, Khashura's Aldabe, don't look at the fact that they live under the cold Bumeng Snow Mountain, but the mountain is covered with snow all year round and there is no shortage of water. If other sources of water could be found in the desert, they wouldn't have had to live in such harsh conditions for a thousand years.

Such a large oasis is rare, but there is little life in the forest except for a few fish struggling in the mud in the dry riverbed.

"Not happy, little raccoon? Can you hear me? Ma Chengfeng turned on the radio and got in touch with the direction of the base camp.

There was a cacophony of voices coming from the headphones.

"Don't! I don't want to eat this, give me meat! Why can you eat mutton and I can only eat steamed buns? I don't want it! Hu Xiaoci shouted with a crying voice.

"Little fox girl, you are a girl, girls should pay attention to keeping in shape, you see, it's only been a few days, you have grown ten pounds, and Cheng Feng really doesn't want you anymore." Hua Bule said obscenely.

"Humph! You wait, I'm going to tell you Cheng Feng! Look at him coming back and not picking you up! You abuse the fox! There was a sound of crying dad and calling mother in the earphones, and it is estimated that Hua Bule was bitten by Hu Xiaoci.

"Hello? Feed? What about people? Not happy? Raccoons? What are you doing? Don't make a fuss, I have something to ask you! ”

(End of chapter)