"I don't want the rest of the money, just ask me to let me go, if you don't listen to my advice at all, you will die."

"Do you think it's possible?" Qiu Wuming had already lost many people at this time, and with the horror he was now for this desert, how could he let a familiar person leave alone with someone they had left safely?

People who are about to be submerged, when they are dying, will desperately grasp everything around them that makes them feel hopeful, not to mention a rich child like Qiu Wuming, who sees his life more than everything.

"Dead old man, if you talk nonsense, just cut off your tongue, no one has ever dared to resist Qiu Shao like this." Xiaoya was on the side, fanning the flames.

Ling Yuanyuan didn't speak from beginning to end, she knew Qiu Wuming's temperament, and she would not let the old man leave.

"In this case, I can not go, but in the next journey, if you encounter problems, you must follow my advice, and you can't go your own way like this, otherwise I would rather die here."

The old man said stubbornly, as if he was unwilling to compromise a single cent.

"I agree with him." Ling Yuanyuan opened her mouth to make her stand out.

The old man of the guide glanced at Ling Yuanyuan, it seemed that there was only such a girl in this team who was a good person and a person worthy of help.

At the end of the month, the procession followed the route provided by the guide, and only stopped at dusk.

"Old man, how do I feel that we are going farther and farther, are you going wrong?" One asked.

"And you're going to lead the way?" The old man of the guide scolded the man back with a word, but he was angry but did not speak again.

"Dead old man, when we go out, see if I don't clean him up, even an old man dares to go against me." The man turned away indignantly, muttering under his breath.

But he didn't expect that although the old man was old, he had excellent hearing, and listened to his muttering for seven or eight points, and he hated them very much in his heart.

"Don't disobey them, old man, and follow their words, lest you be tormented." Ling Yuanyuan, who was on the side, stood by the old man's side because she didn't want to be with that group of people anymore.

"Alas, good girl, you are a good girl, but it's a pity that none of them have bright eyes."

The old man sighed, "If there is anything, you can follow me." ”

"Okay, I'll remember." Ling Yuanyuan nodded.

The old guide looked up at the desert and muttered, "Something is not quite right in the colors of this dusk, girl, remember to follow me!" ”

The guide walked to the place where Qiu Wuming was, his face was a little unnatural, "Qiu Shao, this weather is not right, according to my years of experience, I am afraid that there will be a sandstorm in about half an hour." ”

"You won't be fooling, such a good sunset and dusk." Qiu Wuming originally wanted to find Xiaoya to vent at night, but when he heard the old man's words, he was suddenly a little unhappy.

Everyone gathered around, cooking and eating, and when they heard the words of the old guide, they couldn't help but laugh.

"It's nonsense."

"You, you, you people, have not listened to my counsel again and again. Don't blame me for not reminding me if something happened. ”

The old man of the guide was a little angry, and he spoke very hard.

"Qiu Shao, let's listen to the guide this time, so as not to have problems." Ling Yuanyuan frowned.

"Yuanyuan, how can you believe this old man, don't worry, with us, nothing will happen." Qiu Nameless smiled.