Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu ran for another night, not a drop of water was wet, and in front of them, there was still a vast sea of sand, there was not a single bird in the sky, and there was not a trace of plants or animals on the ground.

Ling Dongwu dismounted and sat down on the sand, the wind blew the sand and sprinkled her head and face. She suddenly lost the belief in continuing to move forward, she looked up at the sky blankly, her chapped lips were dripping blood, her throat was already so dry that she couldn't make a sound, she simply lay on the sand, her strength was almost all gone, her mind was also in chaos, her eyes were dark, and she fainted.

The horse neighed at the bright sun, and it was also anxious and thirsty, and it neighed miserably. Keep digging up the sand with your front hooves, as if trying to dig out some water or some wet sand.

Mu Zicheng raised the long sword at his waist, and with a swing of the sword, the black horse neighed miserably and fell to the sand. He hurriedly lifted the empty water bladder and aimed it at the gushing blood.

He carried the blood sac and ran to Ling Dongwu's side, helped her up, put the blood sac on Ling Dongwu's mouth, poured a few sips into her, and saw that she barely opened her eyes, and only drank two sips.

Mu Zicheng turned around and walked to the dead horse again, cut off a large piece of bloody horse meat with his sword, walked back and sat down next to Ling Dongwu, cut the horse meat into many small pieces with his sword, and sent it to Ling Dongwu's mouth first, and said softly: "You can eat a little." ”

Ling Dongwu looked at the bloody raw horse meat, the smell was fishy, but he was already so hungry and thirsty that he couldn't care about it, he took the raw horse meat, and swallowed the bloody horse meat like a savage.

Mu Zicheng saw her eat it, and he ate it himself, and the two of them had their faces covered with blood, revealing a mouthful of white Sensen's teeth, like a man-eating demon, they glanced at each other, and suddenly laughed.

Mu Zicheng smiled slightly: "You have to eat as much as possible, so that we can have more hope to get out of this desert, and we will definitely live well." ”

Ling Dongwu looked at his long eyelashes that trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and nodded: "Okay, we all have to do our best, don't give up, don't give up, and go out together." ”

Mu Zicheng couldn't help but smile when he looked at the brilliance of the vision of tomorrow in Ling Dongwu's eyes.

Ling Dongwu looked at his touching and gentle smile, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly looked away and looked at the vast sea of sand instead.

Seeing her dodging gaze and crimson cheeks, Mu Zicheng also felt a surge of tenderness and joy in his heart, and turned to look at the vast sea of sand.

The raw horse flesh and horse blood gave them a lot of strength. But under the blazing sun, there is still a vast desert.

Yi Zhikuo and the well-trained camel continued to search unrelentingly, and he suddenly noticed a bunch of vague things in front of him. The horse galloped past, and it was a dead horse, with a deep sword mark on the horse's neck, and it was killed.

Yi Zhikuo took a closer look and determined that the horse belonged to the mount of Green Pearl City, and the horse's flesh had been cut off. Apparently someone killed the horse to quench his hunger and thirst. He looked at it again and found that the time of the horse's death should have been about four or five days.

He was ecstatic in his heart, these days, there was finally clear news from Ling Dongwu, she was still alive and not dead, and it was not far away, in such a hot desert, Ling Dongwu had no mount and no water, she must not travel during the day, and she could not go far on foot, she must be around here.

Izuku has been walking in this desert for a long time, and he knows that he is not far away from the edge of the desert. I don't know if Ling Dongwu walked out of the desert, thinking of this, he was anxious, and shouted loudly to Hu Bing beside him: "Madam is not dead yet, you guys hurry up and disperse to find it, if you find it, send a signal, and if you can't find it, look at the signal convergence I sent!" ”

Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu killed two horses, relying on these horse blood, the horse meat lasted for another six days, but now the horse blood has long been drunk, and the throat seems to be on fire.

The two of them no longer wanted to get out of the desert, but searched everywhere for the breath of water like the most sensitive prey. On a cool night, it should have been time to get up and go to the ground, but both of them were exhausted, still lying on the sand and not moving.

Under the starlight, Ling Dongwu's lips were completely chapped and blistered, lying on the sand, her consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes confused. In the confusion, she seemed to see Yushu's innocent and cute little face, Xiao Haotian's heroic face, and her tired arm wanted to be raised, hoping to carefully touch the figure of attachment that had appeared thousands of times in her sleep, and moved a few times, but she couldn't even command her fingers, and finally gave up powerlessly.

She seemed to hear Xiao Haotian's soft whispers ringing in her ears, as well as his warm and powerful hands: "Ling girl, don't be afraid, this king is here, I will save you......"

"Lord Wang...... Haotian ......" Ling Dongwu opened his mouth to speak, shouting as hard as he could, but his chapped lips couldn't make a sound.

Ling Dongwu blinked, but there was no one in front of him, it turned out that everything was an illusion. The last glimmer of hope and outward look at life were completely gone, and it was dark in front of her eyes, lying on the sand, unconscious.

Mu Zicheng reluctantly opened his eyes, "Sister Ling, it's time for us to hit the road, maybe there's a water source ahead......"

Seeing that Ling Dongwu didn't answer him, he moved to her side with difficulty and held her in his arms, seeing that Ling Dongwu's eyes were closed tightly, and his breath was very weak, he knew that it wouldn't be long before she would die.

Mu Zicheng took the sword beside him, aimed it at his wrist, and sent it to her mouth.

The hot blood slid into Ling Dongwu's throat with a fishy smell, making her consciousness wake up slightly, she looked at Mu Zicheng blankly, struggled to sit up, shook her head at Mu Zicheng, and said weakly, "Leave me alone, you can go!" ”

Mu Zicheng hugged her with one hand and helped her up hard, "Sister, let's go, didn't you say don't give up, don't give up, there must be a water source ahead." ”

Ling Dongwu smiled bitterly, but he didn't want to live up to Mu Zicheng's hard work, and leaned on his chest and moved forward step by step.

Her legs were filled with lead, her consciousness was slowly scattered, she really couldn't walk, but Mu Zicheng showed endurance that mortals didn't have at this time, he insisted on helping Ling Dongwu to walk for a while, and then stopped.

Time had completely frozen by this time, and being alive had become a terrible ordeal.

Mu Zicheng was also at the end of the crossbow now, he helped her staggering body, there was a darkness in front of him, and the two of them fell to the sand at the same time.

When Ling Dongwu woke up, she was on a small bed, she was startled, turned over and sat up, where was she? Could it be that he was caught back by Yi Zhikuo again?