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The two walked around leisurely for more than half an hour, and it was dark. Naturally, two people can't get out of the desert at such a speed! If you can't get out, you can only spend the night in this desert.

It's not only Chu Mu who is disgusted with spending the night in this desert, but also the old man with white beard. The old man with white beard ran all the way. I don't know if he was tired. Anyway, he no longer used his strange speed. Although, Chu Mu and the old man with the white beard can talk like this. But Chu Mu still didn't dare to run the truth. After all, the scope of hearing and the scope of divine exploration are completely different concepts.

The speed of that huge thing is still much faster than itself! If you are found by it, you must not be able to escape. If I catch up with it, I'm afraid I will become an object after the sacrifice, and there is no hope!

"Little boy, find some hay for me!" The old man with white beard has just saved Chu Mu, so his words to Chu Mu are completely commanding!

Chu Mu looked around and saw that there was no grass in the desert. Where can he find hay? If you really want to find hay, you can only go out of the desert. Mother of the bitch! If you can get out of the desert, why do you stay here and find hay? Therefore, Chu Mu directly ignored the request of the old man with white beard!

In this desert, the temperature difference between day and night is very large. The sun had just set, and the temperature immediately dropped. When the breeze rose, it felt very cold. Chu Mu and the old man with White Beard are both ragged and undressed. In addition, they can't operate real qi protection, shivering in the cold wind.

The old man with white beard also knew that it was impossible for Chu Mu to look for hay. He looked around Chu Mu, turned his eyes, and pulled his hand at Chu Mu. "Come on, baby, take off your clothes and give it to me. Your little baby is young and powerful, and I can't stand this cold!"

Chu Mu quickly dodged and laughed. If he took off his clothes at this time, he would freeze to death! Although this dress is a little tattered, it can still be used at least!

The old man with the white beard withdrew his hand and shrank into a group to minimize the surface area of **. Chu Mu looked at it, and it was indeed a good way.

So, under a small pile of sand in the desert, two more balls...

The next morning, the two balls under the small sand pile unfolded and set off. Anyway, there is nothing to eat in this desert! The old man with white beard refused to use his super fast speed, and Chu Mu did not dare to run his anger. The two slowly moved towards the north.

Chu Mu now has nothing to do anyway. Anyway, he is just being beaten. In this way, the two spent another night in the desert, and the other day at noon, the two came out of the desert.

The two people have not eaten in the desert. Now they are hungry, with a sense of weakness and walking lightly. As soon as they came out of the desert, the two fell together on the path beside the desert.

Chu Mu thought for a moment, and he didn't know the exact origin of the old man with a white beard, and he didn't know why he wanted to follow him. It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible. "My father-in-law, I don't know where you are going next?" Chu Mu spoke very politely!

"I don't live in a fixed place and wander around the world," the old man with white beard spoke with great strength.

"Isn't there a fixed direction?" The old man with white beard has to say a direction before Chu Mu can determine his direction.

"Don't talk about me, how about you?" The old man with white beard looked at Chu Mu and said, "Are you afraid that I will rely on you?"

"How come?" Chu Mu hurriedly laughed, "I can't ask for it!"

The old man with white beard looked at Chu Mu meaningfully and got up. "There is a small restaurant a kilometer away. Let's go and eat on time!"

Hearing the food, Chu Mu quickly stood up and felt that it was no problem for him to survive to the restaurant.

A few thatched huts were found under a small hillside, and several tables were placed in the open air, covered with a faint dust on the stool and table. The old man with white beard frowned and shouted loudly in the store, "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper!"

"Come on, come on," with a few sharp sounds, I saw a fat man with a big belly dressed in coarse cloth clothes coming out in a panic. "Two guest officials, what do you want to eat?"

The unknown look on the white bearded old man's face changed, and it returned to normal in an instant. "If you have something to eat, just come up. Is there a bar? Just have a few jars of good wine!"

"Okay, okay," the fat man answered hurriedly, "The two guests wait first, and they will get it right away!" With that, he walked back to the thatched hut. When he entered the thatched hut, he glanced at Chu Mu and the old man with white beard, and a fierce light flashed by.

"Hey, shopkeeper, shopkeeper," the old man with white beard shouted again.

The fat man just now ran out with a smile, "Sung, what else can I order?"

The old man with a white beard stared, "Wipe the tables and stools. Look at the dust on it. How to do it?"

"Oh..." The fat man suddenly realized, "Look at my memory." He walked to the table, took his sleeve, and wiped the dust on the table.

"How can you wipe it clean like this? Isn't it a rag over there?" The old man with white beard pointed to a pole near the window sill and said.

"Look at my memory," the fat man hurried over, took the rag, wiped the table, and threw it on one side of the table. "Two guests, please sit down. This meal will be ready right away!"

I don't know what's wrong with Chu Mu. He fell on the stool and lay weakly on the table, waiting for the food to come. The old man with white beard sat opposite Chu Mu and didn't say anything. He didn't know what he was thinking.

I simply waited for a short time, and the food came up. Er, it's green vegetable noodles. Chu Mu was so hungry that he didn't have time to pick his mouth now. He took his bowl and drank it in a short time. After drinking, I don't feel anything in my stomach. Looking at the old man with a white beard, he found that he was slanting himself.

"What, aren't you hungry?" Chu Mu looked at the noodle bowl in front of the old man with a white beard, and the message he wanted to convey was obvious.

The old man with white beard hurriedly picked up the bowl and drank it all into his stomach. The old man with white beard put the bowl on the table, "Shop, another ten bowls of noodles!"

"Good!" A sharp voice sounded in the hut. The old man with white beard frowned again when he heard the sound.

After Chu Mu drank the noodles, he didn't feel full. Instead, there was a feeling of burning in his stomach. This feeling is very similar to hunger, but it is clear that it is not. Then, my mind was dizzy, and my consciousness gradually lost, "Bang!" With a sound, his head fell on the table.

"Little baby..." The old man with white beard didn't finish speaking and fell on the table, but after falling on the table, he stuffed a small round thing into his mouth and Chu Mu at the same time.

When the little round thing entered the mouth, it immediately turned into ** and flowed into the abdomen, which was cool. Chu Mu's head collided with the table and regained a little consciousness. He immediately realized that he was poisoned, but his body was weak and could not move at all. As the cool ** flowed into the abdomen, the burning feeling in the abdomen disappeared in an instant, and the strength also turned back a little.

"Don't show your horse's feet, act according to the opportunity!" The old man with white beard said softly.

After Chu Mu and the old man with white beard fell down, five minutes later, the door of the thatched hut opened with a "squeak..." and more than a dozen hand-held sharp weapons came out of the room. The ferocious people surrounded Chu Mu and the old white beard.

One of them held a sword flower in his hand and stabbed Chu Mu's back. When he was about to stab Chu Mu's back, a sword came out from the ground and blocked the stabbed sword.

"Brother, why are you blocking me? Kill him so that we can get the seal of heaven!" The man who stabbed Chu Mu with the sword was very dissatisfied.

"We can't kill him. If we kill him and take the seal, it won't take long. The Wenren family will know, so we can only escape for a lifetime like him!" The man blocking the sword pointed to Chu Mu lying on the table.