The man in the lead jumped off the camel's back, his smile was a little indulgent, he felt like a mouse in the hands of a wild cat, watching the prey that was about to collapse, and playing with the prey before hunting.

He shouted a strange slogan to the group behind him, looking unusually excited, and he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his steel arms like brass and iron, and his big hands were as wide as fans.

With this body shape, just this big hand, I feel that as long as he raises his hand and pats it, the person will press it down, and Rong Qiao will definitely become a puddle of meat.

However, Rong Qiao saw the hope of escape, and she had heard some customs and habits in the area of the Blue Wolf Country in her correspondence with Xiao Ting, including the way of doing this wandering traveler.

They formed small teams and walked up and down the desert all the time, and when they met a merchant or a lone merchant, they would plunder it without saying anything.

The man was stripped naked, leaving nothing behind, and if he was lucky, he might be able to save his life if he met a business trip.

As for the women, when the money is plundered, they will take them away, or they will be sold as slaves, or they will serve them, and they will become their slaves.

But if their leader is interested in fighting the merchants, then the merchants still have a chance to escape, because if their leader loses the battle, not only will they not rob the caravan of any of their belongings, but will also give the caravan dry food and water to help them out of the desert. However, such opportunities are rare, and the team formed by the wandering fanbang rarely gives business travelers such opportunities.

And Rong Qiao is facing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so she simply threw away the package and luggage behind her, she smiled and straightened the messy green silk, retied it into a ponytail, and threw it behind her shoulders casually, her hands and feet were already in a pose, and the offensive and defensive moves were all played out in her mind.

When the leader saw Rong Qiao with a smile on his face, he was a little puzzled, he didn't seem to be able to see through this weak scholar, it didn't seem that he could see it with one hand, why was there a frightening dark air flow hidden between his eyebrows.

It seemed that it was the first time he had met such a scholar and such a character, and he couldn't help but be careful to be on guard, not daring to underestimate Rong Qiao's ability.

When a gust of wind and sand swept up, the moment the yellow sand hit their cheeks, the other party had already let out a loud shout, and came towards Rong Qiao with a overwhelming momentum.

Rong Qiao was not panicked, she knew that with his huge body, if she wanted to fight with brute force, she had no chance of winning at all. So there is only one way in front of her, and that is to outwit.

When she decided on tactics in her heart, she had already used her flexible skills like a leopard to start dodging and dodging, she didn't directly fight him, just dodged, consumed his physical strength, and forced him to make a ruthless move.

When he is upset, that's when he shows his flaws.

Rong Qiao saw this, saw the timing of his irritability, and saw that when he pounced fiercely, the hairpin on her bun stabbed the other party's throat with lightning speed.

The sharp silver dagger, the blade was coldly pointed at his throat, and the scarlet blood flowed down her blade, revealing a trace of it.

Perhaps no one expected that the leader would be defeated at the hands of such a weak young man, and those who sat on the camels could not believe it, and they were angry and eager to tear Rong Qiao apart.

But the leader actually raised his hand and waved, he yelled at them to stop them from coming, and his attitude towards Rong Qiao changed from the original ferocity to a supple face.

He lowered his head and put his hand on his shoulder.

Knowing that her purpose had been accomplished, Rong Qiao immediately moved the dagger away from his throat.

The other party really kept his promise as mentioned in the custom, and no longer treated her rudely, and when they left, they also left Rong Qiao a topographic map out of the desert, as well as a large bag of water and dry food.

The leader who had gone away glanced back at Rong Qiao on the camel and stretched out his thumb to her, with a glint of appreciation in his eyes.

And Rong Qiao just smiled, she didn't say anything, and watched them leave.

When their figures disappeared from her sight, she fell in vain.

She fell into the hot sand, gritted her teeth with both hands, and raised her hand to pull open the hem of her skirt, the glaring wound that made her break out in a cold sweat.

Her calf bone was severely fractured, and her arm was bruised, but she didn't expect the other party's brute force to be so powerful, although she was agile enough, she still accidentally collided with him, spraining her own leg bone.

Fortunately, the other party didn't find out that she was injured, otherwise, with the situation at that time, she would have been bitten by them to not a single bone.

Now that she has enough dry food and water, what about her leg bones? If she goes on like this, she hasn't found the Shenshui Gate, and it is estimated that her legs have been scrapped in this ethereal desert.

Thinking of this, Rong Qiao couldn't help but tighten her eyebrows.

Her eyes were fixed on the wound on her calf bone, where the blood was slowly staining, and she knew that if she didn't operate on her calf bone and prick the blood to reduce the pressure, the pain would be more intense, and she might go into shock and face death.

Thinking of this, she pulled out the green bamboo and plum hairpin that tied her hair, pressed the switch, and took out the small silver dagger and the thin long needle.

She was ruthless, biting the corner of her shirt with her teeth, and the sharp blade of the dagger between her fingers stabbed into the veins of her calf bone, slowly slashing down, spurting out the gathered bruises.

The pain made her sweat coldly, the pain made her vision blur, and the corner of her clenched shirt had been torn, and Rong Qiao wrapped her wound with the torn strips.

Without a splint, she used the shiny white bones of the desert as a splint, vigorously stabilizing her calf bones to prevent them from displaced, and then she slowly supported her whole body bone with one foot, supporting the injured leg, and slowly walked towards the depths of the desert.

On the yellow sand, her footprints are one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the prints are particularly distinct, and in the sun, there is a faint red light on the footprints.

Along with the sand wind, the footprints were buried by the golden yellow sand, and there was no trace in sight, as if no one had ever stepped on this land.

Another gust of sand blew passed, and new footprints were on the yellow sand, and those footprints were so shallow that no one would notice them unless they looked closely.

However, footprints are always footprints, just like birds passing by, fish jumping on the surface of the lake, there will always be some shallow and faint traces, which means that there were indeed birds passing by in the sky, fish jumping on the surface of this lake, and in this rare desert, there are indeed people walking.

Rong Qiao was really exhausted from walking in the desert, so she allowed herself to stop and take a break.

And this little break was just for her to drink some water, eat some dry food to replenish her strength, and then immediately rushed away.

Her heart is three points hotter than this blazing desert, her heart is three points more resolute than this cruel desert, she will not give up until she reaches her goal, and she can't leave half a bit of luck mentality until she sees Xiao Ting safe and sound at Shenshuimen.

At the same time, she also knew that the news of Xiao Ting's accident would soon be known to Yun Yao and the others in Kyoto and the father and mother of Taoyuan Island sooner or later, and they all had secret contact information.

This contact is passed to them on the fifteenth day of each month, informing them of their own situation, and although the text is only a few letters, as long as they know the news of their safety, they can live with peace of mind.

If they hadn't received Xiao Ting's secret message on the fifteenth day of this month, they would definitely know that something had happened to Xiao Ting.

Once they perceive Xiao Ting's danger, they will definitely rush over like her, but she must not let the news of Xiao Ting's accident leak out, and she must not let her family know.

Yun Yao is currently pregnant with Liujia, and with her physical condition, let alone being trapped in this desert, even if she is out of the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is also an extremely difficult and dangerous thing for her.

And Daddy, Brother, and Uncle Once they get out of Taoyuan Island, the eyeliner that the emperor has planted in various places will come to the wind, and at that time, the situation of Daddy, Brother, and Uncle will also be in jeopardy.

After all, the emperor has a taboo heart for his father, coupled with his love for his mother, under the two, the dream of the two of them to live happily together after a lot of hardships will also be destroyed.

And she absolutely allows them to have any problems, she wants them to live happily, and even her share must be happier.

Therefore, this kind of dangerous thing, it is up to her, a lonely person, to do it, and that is the most suitable person.

She must rush to Shenshuimen before the fifteenth of this month to see Xiao Ting, and she must pass on the news of their safety to her family.

And when she thought of those family members, her body was full of strength at this moment, and that power made her will as strong as iron, and made the pain in her body disperse with the wind like smoke and dust.

When she stepped again, her injured foot seemed to be numb, and her steps became firm and powerful in an instant.

On the sand dunes not far behind her, a ghostly black shadow looked more and more gloomy and cold in the sunlight.

His eyes were fixed on her back, at her left foot, which was walking a little unnaturally, and at the unstoppable smell of blood, which had been dried by the wind, blew between his snorts.

Couldn't help it, his side of his body, his hands were clenched tightly, and he slowly let go, this action was repeated several times in a row, and the red light in his eyes slowly faded.

Maybe it was because the gaze behind him was too intense, or maybe it was the training cells that were sensitive by nature that sensed the abnormal aura, Rong Qiao suddenly turned around.

When she turned around, when the familiar figure appeared in her sight, there was something inexplicably crystal clear in the autumn water's eyes, which unconsciously soared out of the corners of her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

She raised her hand and wiped it, and the moist touch between her fingers made her expression suddenly shock.

Why did she cry?