Ma Chengfeng shook his head slightly, and said weakly: "I said, two girls, why don't you two get us a blanket if you two have this quarrel?" My brother is going to freeze to death! ”

The two quarreling girls were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly surrounded him.

"Cheng Feng, you scared me to death, I thought you ......" Xiao Man hugged his head tightly to his chest and cried bitterly!

"Big ...... Eldest sister...... Suffocated...... Suffocated to death......" Ma Chengfeng struggled with his teeth and claws, his daughter-in-law was also a beauty in the waves, and she almost lost her breath after such a clip.

After careful questioning, I learned that after the mysterious devil's eyeball was destroyed by Ma Chengfeng, the entire cave began to collapse, and a big hole was shocked on the top.

"You have saved my life again, and my heart is not frozen, and everything that I have from now on is yours, and I will not say much thanks, and the Arda Gypsies will henceforth be sent to the soup and fire!" Cashula's body was still very weak, she learned the etiquette of the Han people, knelt on the top of the icy snow-capped mountain, and kowtowed to them three times.

What she said was not at all, Ma Chengfeng was not the only one who saved her, it was he who broke Queen Ameira's thousand-year-old curse on the Alda tribe, and it was Xiao Man who ordered the camel team to distribute all the supplies and fresh water to the more than 200 gypsies and escort them to the oil town. Without them, the Arda tribe would be finished.

"Are we going to keep going? Looking for Zagrama Mountain? Chu Tianyue asked.

"I'm afraid we can only stop here, we now carry too little baggage and fresh water with us to cross the vast desert, not to mention, no one knows the specific location of Zagrama Mountain, so if we return to the desert so rashly, we will die inside." Ma Chengfeng looked at the pitiful bags of fresh water tied to several horses, and could only shake his head helplessly.

Evacuation is a retreat that can be withdrawn, and there is no danger along the way. But they had to face the harsh reality that there is no spring in Taklamakan and once the sun shines after April, the desert will completely become a huge iron, and no one will be able to cross the desert.

There is not much time left for them, it is the beginning of April, and if they want to explore the desert again, they must regroup and seize the time.

After getting off the Bumeng Snow Mountain, the four of them didn't dare to delay more, and walked non-stop in the direction of the oil town. This walk is two days and two nights, and according to the direction, there should be half a day to go back. I don't know if there is a problem with the route, or if they are lost, when they walk to this dune area, they should be able to see human tracks, or they should be able to see oil wells in front of them, but as far as the eye can see, there is still a never-ending desert ahead.

The desert was blowing wind and sand, and the four people covered their mouths and noses with black scarves and walked endlessly against the sandstorm.

They didn't bring much water back this time, Chang Xiaoman left most of the fresh water for the gypsies who had migrated for a long time, thinking that it wouldn't take long to walk back according to the original route, and the fresh water was enough to last. But I never wanted to get lost in the desert. The four of them drank this fresh water quite reluctantly, after all, none of the four of them were tall and strong men, and they couldn't drink much.

People can drink less, but what about the crotch of the horse? Horses, unlike camels, can store moisture in their humps. The horses had not drunk water for two days and two nights, and it was evident that three of them had symptoms of dehydration in their eyes, and several times they had sunk under the sand and were unable to pull their legs out.

"Cheng Feng, we have to make a choice now, Shama, or hiking?" Khasiura jumped off her little donkey and asked him.

"You can't kill them, horses are the most spiritual animals in the world, and they are the most loyal to humans. I don't think it's far off, so let's hold on. Ma Chengfeng also jumped off the horse, unwilling to see how much weight the poor horse could bear.

Don't look at this horse that they didn't raise, but the horse is indeed very spiritual, and when he saw Cheng Feng jumping down, he actually stepped forward and bit his shirt, shook his head incessantly, and motioned for him to ride himself.

Ma Chengfeng stroked the horse's mane and said, "What a good horse, just want to die in the desert with us." ”

The horse seemed to understand his master's words, and two lines of tears oozed from his big eyes.

The other two horses lay on their backs, and one of them struck Khashura a few times with his nose, and Khashura had a scimitar stuck in his waist. If you kill horses and drink blood to quench your thirst now, it is estimated that the four of them will still have a chance to get out alive. But the more this happens, the more people can't bear to slaughter horses. At this scene, Cashura who watched it was moved, and hugged her little donkey and cried bitterly.

She was a living map of Taklama, never expecting that one day she would be trapped in the desert.

Chu Tianyue was very rational, she said lightly: "Cheng Feng, you have to make a decision immediately, we are out of water, if you can't do it, I will do it for you!" Human life is definitely more important than animals! ”

"You dare to kill one? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now! Khajura had already seen that she was not pleasing to the eye, and immediately pulled out her scimitar and rushed forward.

"Alright, stop arguing! Wait for me to look at the map. Ma Chengfeng took out the hand-drawn map from his arms, and carefully identified it, he found that they had never been to this desert before, but they obviously hadn't gone through a fork in the road? How so?

"Cashula, can your crystal ball see the closest veins of water to us? We can't go back in a hurry, it's easy to die of thirst on the way, let's find water first! ”

Khashura smiled awkwardly and said Aren't you embarrassing me? The crystal ball is used by gypsies for divination, it can illuminate demons, it can illuminate people's souls, and it can also illuminate people's good and evil, but you asked me to find the water veins...... I'm not a geographer's scientific research instrument.

It's April, it's noon, the sun is scorching overhead, and the ground temperature has reached 25 degrees. It's hard to move an inch in a situation of lack of water.

"Let's go! Take one step at a time, and no one is allowed to mention killing horses and drinking blood! Ma Chengfeng led the horse towards the never-ending desert and walked out again.

This walk was two hours, and the sun was the hottest at about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the beads of sweat on the heads of the four people kept falling down. The gypsy girl was not as traditional as the other girls, and Khashura had already stuffed her robe into her backpack, leaving only the last two things on her body to cover her face, and as soon as she walked, the two large pink grapes on her chest swayed straight away, and only then did she realize that it turned out that the fullness of her breasts was also a burden.