Chapter 142: Meet the Professor
"That's amazing!"
The Black Widow wiped the sweat from her forehead, and instead of paying attention to the dying Desert Horn, she walked over to the man and put her hand on his shoulder. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Ah~" The man didn't expect Black Widow to be so direct, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.
The Black Widow slowly leaned closer to him, stroked his face, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face. In the man's nervousness and trembling, he exhaled like Lan and whispered in his ear.
"Thank you for reminding me, tonight~ come to my tent...
"Hehehe~"
With that, Black Widow chuckled and left.
The young man of the camel caravan swallowed his saliva, and his heart beat fast. He was unemployed, and his face was also red with shame, but fortunately, his skin was quite dark and not obvious because of the perennial sun and wind.
"Hahaha! Blessed are you, boy. β
"Stinky boy, you're kind! Hahaha! ~β
"Such a beautiful woman, if I were willing to die immediately."
"You kid, you're finally going to really grow up to be a man! ~β
The men of the caravan came over one after another, patting the man's shoulder and laughing.
And except for them, everyone else looked at the shy Tatar man with sympathy.
The horn that was nailed to the tree was not cleaned up until he died, and the people of the camel team were a little strange, but they did not take it because they were not very fond of snake meat.
No one noticed that under the tree, carnivorous insects that had eaten the flesh of the horn fell one after another.
Horn Kui is poisonous, but Black Widow is even more poisonous...
It's getting colder...
Around the campfire, eating rice, grilling snake meat, and watching the beautiful scenery of the desert.
Gradually, the sun goes down and the moon rises.
Except for a few people who were not far away, everyone else went into the tents, recuperated and waited for the test of nature tomorrow.
A tent was quietly opened, and in the moonlight, a young Tatar man hunched over and crept slowly towards the tent of the girl who belonged to the black widow.
"Hey! ~β
The tent opened, and a green hand grabbed the Tatar man by the collar and pulled him in.
Glancing at the situation over there, Nightshade shook his head. There is a knife on the head of the color word, and this man is probably going to face that knife tonight. Pity him just about to face the first time in his life, and it will become his last...
The moon stars are scarce, and a cloud blows in the wind, slowly covering the moonlight.
In the darkness, a figure quietly stepped out of the tent, dodged the patrolling soldiers, and ran quickly in the northwest direction.
"Definitely, I must find the professor, only he can take me back to that place...
This person is the Night Dead.
Now there is only one professor who has the ability to find the "Immortal Residence", but there is more than one force that peeps into the Immortal Residence. He had to find the professor in front of everyone, the "Immortal Residence", and he had to go alone.
That's the most important place for him, it's the memories of his several lives, how can he let others get involved!
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A small oasis five kilometers northwest of Gem Beach.
"Professor, do you think we can enter the Immortal Residence smoothly this time?" A bald man asked as he ate a barbecue.
An old man in his seventies, with thin skin and a scruffy beard, said while drinking hot wine, "Yes, as long as you can find a strong helper, you will definitely be able to... β
"When will the helpers come?" The bald man asked.
"Soon, I've left clues, and I believe it won't be long before some powerful friends join us... The professor's eyelids were collapsing, and although his eyes were cloudy, they were very energetic, and for a moment they shone like stars.
Suddenly, there was a sound in the distance.
"Who?!" Dahan immediately stood up and picked up a stick in his hand.
The professor looked at the darkness not far away and said, "Which friend is here, please come out and see it." β
Sasha's footsteps came, and out of the darkness came a young man, who was dressed very thinly at night of a few degrees below zero.
"You're the professor?" The night was full of dew, staring at the old man who was almost old.
The professor nodded, "That's right, I don't know who the little brother is?" β
Night Immortal didn't answer his question, and said directly, "Take me to the Immortal Residence." β
The professor smiled and shook his head, "Yes, but... Why? β
"Stinky boy! Don't know how thick the sky is, otherwise the uncle will slaughter you and eat meat! The bald man waved his stick and threatened.
Nightshade didn't speak, but turned her head to look at him quietly. Although his eyes were calm, his heart trembled when he saw it.
"What do you look at, stinky boy! I'm watching the uncle beat you! β
"! You still see! Look at the sticks! β
The bald man glared at him, and walked over with a stick in three steps and two steps.
"Uncle sent you to the west...
Before he could say the word Tianzi, he only felt a chill on his forehead, and his heart trembled suddenly. Swallowed, eyes squinting upward.
"Mom! ~β
The bald man screamed, his legs swinging, and the stick fell out of his hand.
"Big~Big~ Big brother, it's my bad attitude, you have a lot of don't be like me...
The bald man begged for mercy in a trembling voice, but the night died without speaking, and pushed the gun in his hand forward.
"Big~Big~ Big Brother! I was wrong! Please don't shoot, I have a new mother and an unborn child, please spare me. β
Looking at the bald head kneeling on the ground and raising his hands high, the expression of the night dead became strange. "This thing looks fierce, why is it so soft? It seems that you really can't judge people by their appearance~"
"Hahaha! ~ There are a lot of people who have guns, but just a gun wants to be used as a bargaining chip, should I say that you are too confident, or too naΓ―ve? β
The professor laughed, not afraid at all because the other party had a gun in his hand, even if there was no one around him, he was unarmed, this is a person's bearing!
The night was full of admiration, but on the surface, he was silent, "Take me to the Immortal Residence." β
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong man in black appeared on his left side unconsciously, holding a five-four pistol in his hand, and the black hole was facing the head of the night dead.
"Put down the gun." The man in black said in a deep voice.
When the bald head saw his companion coming, he also felt confident and stood up with a smile.
"Hey, hey, hey! ~ Boy, you should surrender if you go, if you have the ability, you will shoot your grandfather, or let the gun go... β
Before the words were finished, the word "next" was held back.
The young man in front of him was still standing there, but his companion had already fallen to the ground two meters away, clutching his wrists and screaming. It can be seen that his right hand, which was holding the gun just now, has been twisted to 90 degrees, and blood is flowing out. (To be continued.) )