Ah Tao looked at him, expressionless, and said, "Pull me, I'll take you out of this desert."

When the words fell, Fu Sheng had already pasted it, he did not hold Ah Tao's hand, but stood behind Ah Tao, his arms gently wrapped around Ah Tao's waist, and his hot body was tightly attached to Ah Tao's cold body, and his tall body hugged her in his arms like an iron wall.

His breath was like his body, and the scorching heat of pervasiveness surrounded her.

The temperature and breath seemed to be baptized by the sun, and Ah Tao felt a tremor inexplicably.

She didn't resent the overly hot breath.

She tilted her head slightly to look at the person above her...... I saw a trembling chrysanthemum facing her cheek......

The big bird quietly climbed onto Fusheng's head at some point and pouted. Share...... Facing Tao's face......

Tao: ......

What's going on now just want to roast the birds to eat?!

With a squeeze of her hand, the big bird was lifted up by her and looked at Ah Tao with a smile.

Ah Tao wanted to throw it away, but when she looked at it like this, the corners of the big bird's mouth were foaming at the mouth.

Ah Tao shook in disgust, and threw the big bird back on Fu Sheng's head again.

Only this time...... The big bird had wings pointed at her.

Ah Tao flew hard for a long time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, she looked up at the sky and the ground, and suddenly asked, "Do you feel that something is wrong?"

Fu Sheng spoke, his voice low and hoarse, close at hand: "Something is wrong."

Tao pondered, "What's wrong with that?"

The big bird was weak: "We have been standing in place, you are flying, Lao Tzu is dying of thirst."

Ah Tao suddenly, huh?

Why can't you fly?

She tried to fly again, threw away the floating sheng and the big bird to fly by herself, and changed her position a few more times, but it still didn't work=. =

She can't fly.

The terrible thing is that her spiritual power can't be used either, and there seems to be something in this desert that is holding back her spiritual power.

"What's wrong?" Fu Sheng looked at her.

"Something is wrong here, my spiritual power is sealed." Tao said solemnly.

The big bird flapped its wings twice: "Pull it down, forget it if you can't fly, find some excuse." After speaking, it foamed at the mouth, looked at Fu Sheng's face with burning eyes, and said, "Master, you cut the meat you don't want on your body for me to eat, and when I have the strength, I will take you out of this desert, okay?"

Fu Sheng thought about it seriously: "Otherwise, let's eat barbecue at noon."

The big bird and tiger trembled.

"Roast bird meat."

The spiritual power could not be used, and the sunlight above his head became hotter and hotter, and even the wind was hot as if it was being roasted by fire.

The sand under his feet is like a sharp knife that has just been baked out of the fire, and there is fire when he walks on it. It's spicy and uncomfortable.

Ah Tao was about to reveal her original form, but she was afraid of scaring Fusheng, so she endured it all the time.

The terrible sun was eroding her skin little by little, and she was covered in fire. Spicy pain.

Pain, pain.

She reluctantly endured the pain of fainting and looked at Fu Sheng: "What should I do?"

Fu Sheng looked into the distance, the endless sand.

It's shockingly beautiful, and it's hopelessly beautiful.

"Go, go ahead, there will be an oasis in the desert."

After speaking, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't do it.

The big bird doesn't even have the strength to flapping its wings.

Ah Tao walked forward without saying a word.

Except for the desert in front of her, it was still a desert, and she clenched the bone umbrella in her hand.

And the Soul Weaver Lamp that hung from her waist.

Shining brightly, the light is comparable to the sun and the moon.

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What the hell is suppressing mana =. =