Wang Yun looked at the empty bags behind him. looked at the man in Tsing Yi who fell to the ground and begged him for water.

Motona's shook his head. He himself was too thirsty. His mouth was dry and his throat felt like he was on fire. At this moment, he seemed to see a man in the distance, sitting on a camel, wearing a red robe, and carrying a skin bag full of water walking towards him.

Is it Ji Xiaoniang? He tried to look forward. Nothing. Did he have a splitting headache and hallucinates?

He comforted himself in this way. At this time, Ji Xiaoniang's figure always lingered in his heart. He seemed to feel it, Ji Xiaoniang giggled, threw herself into his arms, and beat his chest with a pink little fist.

Coquettishly blamed him for taking so long to find her. He thought to himself, is Ji Xiaoniang okay at this time? If she is still alive, she will definitely miss him.

For the first time, he really experienced the taste of lovesickness. I don't know the bitterness of lovesickness because there is no suffering of separation.

This strong longing supported him, and he moved forward strongly. Give me something, you've got too much!

Suddenly, a quarrel not far away interrupted his thoughts. I saw two people, one with a big knife in his hand and one with a long sword in his hand.

They quarreled and scuffled together. The man with the knife said angrily to the other person, "You have more than I do, give me some more."

The other, with a sword, pointed at him. Your stuff is less, but it's worth more than mine. Be content!

The two swords collided together. The person with the knife said while chopping, I have worked hard for Fengyuntang for so many years, and you have only been a few days, so you want to share more than me?

The other sword-wielding man said politely, and it would be polite to give you points. Originally, I found these things first.

I'll take it first. The people behind were even more annoyed. The two of them were red-eyed. Suddenly, the man with the knife was pierced in the throat by the man with the sword in front of him, and rolled off the camel.

The sword-bearer snatched the camel's luggage, put it on his hunchback, and rode away. Wang Yun understood at a glance, it turned out that these two people did not share the spoils evenly.

This life is lost. He laughed, and there was a camel ride

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