Seeing that Song Xiaoxiao accepted her kindness, Qiu Wuming couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said attentively, "Then I'll take Miss Song over." ”

"Okay." Song Xiaoxiao glanced at Qiu Wuming, and then looked at Dugu Mo and Mo Xiaoyang with a gentle face.

"Brother Mo, Little Lamb, Qiu Shao has prepared a tent for us, let's go over and have a look now."

After saying that, he looked at Qiu Wuming, and Qiu Wuming suddenly ran over with 10,000 heads in his heart.

Everyone walked to the tent, not counting the three people, it was actually about the same, but Qiu Wuming was still unhappy.

"Miss Song, the three of you live together, is it okay?"

"No problem, thank you for the tent, do you have any questions? If not, let's take a break. ”

"Miss Song, you can rest." Qiu Wuming left Song's tent with a wry smile.

"Sister, you didn't see how ugly Qiu Wuming's face was, it's really funny." Mo Xiaoyang said with a smile.

"He thought that his little bit of caution was something that others didn't know."

"I think he also had the intention to embarrass Brother Mo, but I didn't expect Miss Mo to solve it in one sentence."

"She doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and she always feels that she is high." Song Xiaoxiao flattered Qiu Wuming, and looked at Dugu Mo with a smile.

"There may be some restlessness tonight, little lamb, don't run out here." Dugu Mo said gently, and Song Xiaoxiao was thoughtful.

Although Qiu Wuming was in a bad mood, he generously invited Song Xiaoxiao and his party to dinner together.

The desert at night is beautiful, as far as the eye can see, but there is also a hidden killing machine, when the stars in the night sky are connected, the ogres begin to move, their movements are fast and regular, they communicate through the response of frequency, they are good at hiding and besieging survival in the desert, with incomparable tacit understanding.

Perhaps it was the smell of human beings, and the place where these dozens of people were was quickly surrounded.

There weren't many people keeping vigil, only three or four of Qiu Wuming's subordinates, who probably didn't expect anything to happen, so everyone got together to chat, talking about the beautiful girls in the team, laughing at each other, without the slightest vigilance.

Several night watchmen put together dry wood and lit a fire to ward off the cold of the night, and the bright light of the fire focused the desert gaze in the dark night, like a central point.

Perhaps they have experienced too little real fighting, and their perception of danger is almost zero, completely unaware that danger is approaching and that life is about to pass.

"Old Seven, do you say that the young master is interested in Miss Yuanyuan, or is it the girl who came to the heart?" One laughed.

"I think it's all interesting, man."

"That's right, what's more, it's a rich and powerful person like the young master, naturally the more beauties, the better."

"But I see that the new girl doesn't seem to pay attention to the young master's kindness, is it a pretending method?"

"This girl looks like something out of the ordinary." One of them expressed a different opinion.

"What's not ordinary, it's far worse than the young master, otherwise how could they be so poor in the desert, if the young master wasn't willing to take them, it is estimated that they would have been drowned in the yellow sand a long time ago."

"That's right, it's a pity we don't have that" The man known as Lao Qi, halfway through his words, he felt like he was being choked by the throat, and he couldn't make a sound, and the whole person watched half of his body disappear.