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In a large room with a typical Chinese structure, a group of people of all ages, from the young to the elderly, stood at the moment.

At this time, he only saw Mu Qingzheng pointing to a young man with a pair of glasses, a slightly chubby figure, squinting small eyes, and a simple face in front of him, looking at Ji Wuchen who was standing beside him with a smile, and the words just now were obviously from his mouth.

"Hello!"

Ji Wuchen smiled at Jiang Shinian in front of him and nodded slightly, and the other party also responded with a smile, and at the same time stretched out his hand and shook hands with him.

Mu Qing stood aside, smiling at the two of them.

Then, he took Ji Wuchen to the side, and pointed to a young man with a cyan cap and a grim face next to him, and introduced to Ji Wuchen:

"His name is Zhou Ting, and he is going to the Sahara to explore, but don't mind, he has a cold temperament."

Mu Qing smiled bitterly, watching Ji Wuchen greet him, but the other party's face deeply pressed under the brim of his hat did not fluctuate at all, which inevitably made him a little embarrassed.

Seeing that Zhou Ting's face was calm and expressionless, Ji Wuchen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, glanced at him deeply, and then didn't care, and continued to follow Mu Qing's footsteps towards the back.

"That's Hu Lao, an archaeologist......"

Mu Qing pointed to an old man with gray hair but a kind face behind him and said to Ji Wuchen.

When Ji Wuchen heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the old man in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he quickly regained his calm.

"This is Sarkozy, our guide to the Sahara, and we may need his help on this trip......"

"And ......"

“……”

After the introduction of the circle, Ji Wuchen's face was also a little heavy, and he found that there were actually a lot of people in this team, but there were some mixed people, and the professional characters were different.

But this doesn't matter to Ji Wuchen, if it weren't for the fact that the place he went to might have some smooth routes with them, I'm afraid he wouldn't have gone with everyone.

After all, it is dangerous to go alone, although he may find a chance to leave on his own halfway, but before that, it is better to be with everyone, you must know that it is too risky for him to grope alone.

After a brief greeting with everyone, and determining the schedule and some precautions for departure, Ji Wuchen squinted his eyes when he left, and after taking a deep look at a few of the people, he left the room with a deep thought.

And with Ji Wuchen's departure, everyone also began to say goodbye one after another, but in the end, only Mu Qing was left.

However, Mu Qing didn't make any moves after this, just sat on a recliner in the room that existed for some reason.

His body leaned back slightly, his eyes slightly closed, and he swayed slowly as the chaise longue swayed from time to time, while his fingers gently tapped the back of the chair from time to time, bringing bursts of percussion and rhythm.

Click......

Time passed minute by minute, until the sun changed from the middle of the day to the waning sun, Mu Qing didn't have any intention of getting up, and even didn't seem to have the desire to open his eyes.

But his knuckles were still tapping without the slightest pause, and under the sunset, a young man who was supposed to be vigorous looked like this, which had to make people feel very weird.

It wasn't until the night fell, a little starlight filled the night, and the moon gradually climbed into the starry sky, Mu Qing suddenly stopped his fingers at a certain moment, and suddenly the clicking sound stopped abruptly in the silent night.

"That person, what do you think...... What do you think? ”

But Mu Qing's fingers only paused for a moment, and soon resumed their previous movements, continuing to tap rhythmically.

Yet his eyes were closed, but a voice slowly came out of his mouth, gradually echoing throughout the room that seemed to be empty except for him.

"Why are you looking for him?"

For a long time after Mu Qing's words came out, there was a kind of silence in the entire room.

It wasn't until a moment later that a deep voice slowly sounded.

“……”

"He ......"

"There was what we needed......"

After a long silence, even as long as it seemed like a century, a hoarse murmur came.

And Mu Qing, who was originally leaning back on the recliner with his eyes closed, had already opened his eyes at this time.

He slowly sat up straight, his hands crossed in front of his chest, there was a faint cold glow in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be full of evil, which seemed to be completely different from Mu Qing during the day or even before.

"If that's the case, he'll be the biggest variable on the trip......"

Silence, silence again, filled with two voices intertwined, only a long silence was heard, and only a long sigh was heard.

"There won't be that day, he'll die before that......"

A trace of coldness and ruthlessness flashed in the depths of Mu Qing's pupils, and his words were filled with a cold taste.

"Is it worth it?"

With a faint sigh, a dark figure gradually stepped out of a corner of the room, his body covered by a black robe, making it impossible to see his face and the expression on his face.

But judging from the meaning conveyed in his complex Kazakh language, his heart is extremely entangled and helpless at the moment.

"There's nothing worth it, that's my choice!!"

Mu Qing looked at the black-robed man standing in the moonlight with cold eyes, without any expression, but said coldly and with a hint of firmness.

"Hopefully......"

A slightly confused voice slowly came under the starlight, and the black-robed man raised his head and stood side by side with Mu Qing, looking at the moon in a foreign land above his head, feeling the night breeze in Tripoli, his eyes were deep and distant.

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Just when Mu Qing and the mysterious man were discussing something, Ji Wuchen was bored walking on the streets of Tripoli at this moment, enjoying the wonderful night view of this beautiful city.

Ji Wuchen walked and played casually, a little carelessly, but he also felt some inexplicable ease, looking at the bustling crowd coming and going and the warm pictures that walked by from time to time, listening to the words they couldn't understand, a trace of loneliness and envy flashed in his eyes.

laughed at himself, and looked at the gradually cool night, and wanted to turn away.

However, the moment he turned around, his whole body suddenly froze in place.

He slowly turned his head and looked behind him, his pupils narrowed, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes......