Deng Hanfei held his long sword in his hand, and walked forward with difficulty, his legs were as heavy as lead, the scorching sun was in the air above his head, the yellow sand was full of yellow sand under his feet, and there was only despair left in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Deng Han flew out of the medical school, so he knew that he couldn't hold on, his throat seemed to be burned by fire, his skin was tight and painful, his eyes were so dry that he couldn't open them, his head was groggy, and all kinds of signs showed that he was in a state of severe dehydration.

In the boundless desert, they will still die of thirst, and under the power of nature, human beings will always be as small as ants.

Deng Hanfei stretched out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, but his tongue had no extra moisture, and he had even lost his senses.

Thump......

Deng Hanfei finally fell on the hot yellow sand, and he knew that he would soon become a dried corpse in this sea of dead sand, perhaps in tens or hundreds of years, it would be moved to a museum for display, or it would become a specimen of a research institution.

Deng Hanfei tried to turn around, he didn't like to die on his stomach, as a man, he had to die in the sky!

However, Deng Hanfei tried several times with great difficulty, but in vain, so he could only give up helplessly, comforting himself in his heart: "Okay, the big husband can bend and stretch, and he will face the ground!"

Just as Deng Hanfei was about to close his eyes and wait for death, suddenly a touch of green came into view in the distance, and a cactus grew in the low-lying area more than ten meters away.

"Cactus!" Deng Hanfei's eyes burst out with a scorching light, who would want to wait for death if he could live, his severely dehydrated body suddenly burst out with incredible power, he successfully climbed up, and staggered to the cactus.

Deng Hanfei broke off a piece of fat cactus, sucked it vigorously at the broken point, and finally simply stuffed it into his mouth to chew and squeeze the water inside.

In just a moment's effort, the entire cactus was chewed up by him, and the scum that had been drained of the water spit out all over the ground.

"Hey, look at this yellow-skinned monkey, he's as thirsty as a groundhog, I guess I'll rush to drink it if I pee on him now!"

With a mocking voice, the two walked down from the sand dunes not far away. Deng Han turned to look at him suddenly, his face immediately became ugly, and he was greeted by a stranger and a nun.

This Adeptus has fought before, and can release thunder and lightning, although the power is not strong, but when hit, it will still paralyze the whole body, which is very difficult!

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, do you want to drink water?" the stranger playfully tossed the bottle of mineral water in his hand, unscrewed the lid and drank half of it, and finally vomited back in disgust, and then threw the water bottle in front of Deng Hanfei.

"Hey, pick it up and drink it, can you understand English? Shit, I guess you don't understand!"

Although Deng Hanfei was deeply insulted, he still swallowed it uncontrollably, in this extremely thirsty situation, water undoubtedly has a fatal temptation.

The paranormal seemed to be a bit psychopathic, gesturing excitedly, while encouraging: "I'm very thirsty, right, pick it up, yes, pick it up and drink it!"

Deng Hanfei was hesitating to pick it up, when he suddenly saw a yellow dust rolling in the distance, and the speed was very amazing.

The stranger and the nun subconsciously turned their heads to look, and the former said lightly: "What a speed, it should be Boss Waite!"

In the blink of an eye, a figure had already run dozens of meters away, and Deng Hanfei blurted out in surprise: "Zhang Shao!"

"Oh, shit, it's that Huaguo cultivator!" Both the Stranger and the Nun changed their faces so much that they didn't even think about it, and immediately turned around and ran up the sand dune.

Multiply......

As soon as the two of them ran to the bottom of the sand dune, the flying sword had already shot at them, killing them in an instant, and there was no room for resistance at all.

Deng Hanfei was stunned, and it took a moment to come back to his senses, and he said in awe to Zhang Quyi, who ran to him: "Thank you Zhang Shao for coming to the rescue!"

Zhang Quyi nodded indifferently and asked, "Are you the only one?"

Deng Hanfei said gloomily: "They are all separated, I was originally with Qiu Daoyou, but he has already sacrificed!"

Zhang Quyi frowned, the Qiu Daoyou in Deng Hanfei's mouth was another master of Wumen, Qiu Fenghou. From this point of view, the five masters who came to Sudan this time were only Yichen Dao and Deng Hanfei in front of him.

"Follow me!" Zhang Quyi took out a bottle of water from the empty bag and threw it to Deng Hanfei.

A hint of surprise flashed in the latter's eyes, because Zhang Quyi's hand just grabbed an extra bottle of water out of thin air, and he didn't know where it came from.

"Thank you Zhang Shao!" Deng Hanfei didn't dare to ask more, unscrewed the bottle and drank two sips carefully, and then silently followed behind Zhang Quyi.

Zhang Quyi took Deng Hanfei to the back of the sand dune, where a Humvee was parked, which was supposed to be driven by the Stranger and the nun.

"Do you know how to drive?" Zhang asked, turning around.

"It's going to open!" Deng Hanfei nodded hurriedly and immediately entered the cab, but he was obviously not familiar with the Humvee, and he was messing around for a while before starting, but this guy was quite clever, and after fiddling for a while, he could barely cope with it.

At that moment, Zhang Quyi ignored him, leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to recuperate, pranayama to restore his spiritual power.

......

The group of three trudged forward with difficulty in the shadow of the sand dunes, and it was Han Feng who walked in front, and he was still carrying Lan Xiaoxian, who was already dying.

Lan Xiaoxian's right leg had been bandaged at the root, and a large area of dry brown blood could still be seen. Two days ago, they had an encounter with two Adepts, and although they killed one of them, Lan Xiaoxian was also stabbed by the other party.

Zhu Yong, who followed behind, had a somewhat complicated expression, and I had to say that Han Feng's will was terrifyingly tenacious, so he carried the injured Lan Xianxiao on his back for two days, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for half a day.

Zhu Yong's gaze fell on Han Feng's waist, where a small half bottle of mineral water hung there, which was the only water left for the three of them.

Looking at the half bottle of water, Zhu Yong couldn't help but swallow his dry and smoking throat, only to feel even more hungry and thirsty.

Zhu Yong subconsciously touched the dagger on his waist, and then walked over and stabbed him from behind, and the half bottle of water should be himself.

With this thought, Zhu Yong himself was also startled, and shook his head in shame, if he really did this, what was the difference between himself and the bastard of the first chaos!

Three days ago, Zhu Yong was still with Chu Chaos, but he was dumped later, and Chu Chao took all the life-saving water before leaving, and he didn't leave a drop for him, so he was so ruthless.

Zhu Yong, who almost died of thirst, was lucky to meet Han Feng and Lan Xiaoxian, and he was able to live until now.

Zhu Yong asked himself if he was not a good person, but he couldn't do anything to take revenge.

"Come here and take a hand!" Han Feng suddenly stopped, and said in a hoarse voice.

Zhu Yong hurriedly sped up a few steps, walked behind Han Feng, and helped put Lan Xiaoxian down.