Chapter 139 Desert Thieves

Walking on the dry ground, everyone can't stand the heat. Even the big trees around are mostly dry and broken, and the water inside has been drained a lot.

Everyone looked behind with envy. Kong Yishu sat on the little fat back, looking distracted. At this time, Kong Yishu carried a spiritual sword behind his back, and his clothes exuded a faint vitality. A rune occasionally shined on his clothes, and everyone could also see that it was the best spiritual robe.

This is naturally not what everyone envies, but the little fat, fat and strong bear body, strong limbs and tail under him, burning demon fire, unexpectedly resisting the heat.

Wang Lao smiled gently, waved an eagle in the sky, and saw the golden lightning falling, and the white bald eagle flew down, tearing the bloody limbs of the monster in its mouth.

The bald eagle suddenly came, and the air around it became more sultry. Although everyone was not afraid of this heat at all, they also frowned. As soon as the bald eagle appeared, the breath around forgetfulness became clear. Seeing this, everyone had to find a way.

When he walked out of the mountains and saw a piece of yellow sand in front of him, Kong Yishu opened his eyes and saw several people take out a piece of ice jade and stick it in his arms to lower heat.

A hot air blew in the wind, and the yellow sand in front of it seemed to be brought up by an inexplicable force, forming a small tornado, rolling up the yellow sand and flying away.

The sky is also covered with yellow sand and drowsy.

Little Panghuan shouted and rolled around in the yellow sand. In a moment, he ran back, stretched out his tongue and spit out a small scorpion. The little scorpion was roasted and black.

"It's the poisonous scorpion of Huangsha. Sure enough, the land of Lingfu was really born this time, and the fiery forced the poisonous scorpion to the periphery of Huangsha." Wang Lao looked at it and said happily.

Everyone finally stepped on the Nanyang Desert and stepped on the sand, and the surrounding air was hot and twisted. The further forward it went, the hotter it was, and the little fat was a little irritable and walked around. At this time, everyone also urged the vitality to resist, and Kong Yishu was no exception, but he was also shrewd to look at everyone, just to separate the fire with the power of the spiritual robe, the operation of skills, and the vitality kept in the fullest state at all times.

After walking thousands of miles, suddenly there was a rustling sound in front of him. He quickly urged everyone to stop. As soon as his arm moved, the bald eagle flew up and quickly flew to the front to investigate. It turned back and gently shouted a few times.

"There is a yellow sand poisonous scorpion in front of me, with a number of about 100. There is a scorpion king. His strength is at the peak of the fetalization period. The toxin is very strong. Everyone, be careful." Wang Lao told him, and as soon as he finished speaking, a group of scorpions appeared in front of him. The purple body was particularly conspicuous, and the sand crawled and ran over. Over the scorpion group, a purple poisonous fog followed them. As soon as the yellow sand blown up by the wind touched it, it turned into a white fog and dissipated.

"What a poisonous scorpion." Everyone was shocked, and this poisonous crowd did not stop me by vitality.

"Let's get around and follow me!" Wang Lao shouted in a low voice and quickly ran towards the undulating place on one side. Everyone immediately followed, and the little fat spread his limbs and ran away. Kong Yishu ran with it and always followed the crowd, while the green-shirted woman and the thin man he had been paying attention to were in the middle of the crowd.

Originally, Kong Yishu should have been placed in the middle, but after having Xiao Pang, everyone's guard against him suddenly raised, no longer thinking that he was an uncompetitive opponent, but may hinder their enemies.

With the help of the undulating sand ridge, they got rid of the scorpion group, but I don't know when a group of poisonous scorpions gathered in the rear, and the number was more, quickly approaching the crowd.

"Forward, run faster." Wang Lao took the lead in running forward, and the vulture explored the way ahead.

Half an hour later, everyone ran 500 miles, and the sand under their feet suddenly flowed softly. Everyone was caught off guard and fell to the ground one by one, following the sand whirlpool.

"Get up and burst the quicksand with vitality. If you sink, you will die. Maybe there is a poisonous scorpion nest underneath." Forget the old cry.

"Bum!"

Everyone burst out one by one, and the strength of the virtual period of the fetus was really horrible, and they only broke away from the sand at once. After Kong Yishu was not a subordinate, the light golden vitality gushed out, and even his little fat rushed out of the quicksand directly. When he rushed out and fell, the skill had restored the lost luck. It is one of the immortal characteristics, a strong resilience.

The immortal vitality of extreme gold, and the power pursued by the tree has begun to appear.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, especially the green-shirted woman, who seemed to be curious by the terrible vitality of Kong Yishu, and her beautiful eyes often stopped on Kong Yishu.

People went hundreds of miles and saw a house stacked with gravel, which could barely live under the continuous destruction of wind and sand. But there was already a group of people living in it, about 20 people. When they saw Kong Yishu and others, they all looked serious and alert.

Forget old and didn't talk to them more. He took everyone to find another stone house and asked everyone to pick up big stones to fill the loopholes in the house. When it was dark after making up, it was already dark.

"This place was often built by adventurers in the past. It's very dilapidated, but it can give us a night' rest. Everyone should try not to waste food and water. Also, don't talk to strangers. The area you want to enter tomorrow is the area where people will die. Be more careful."

After a few words of warning, everyone began to meditate in the corner, and everyone also dispersed. Kong slept under the little fat belly with the tree, as if there was no more precautions.

"Hello, my name is Yue Ying. How about you?" The woman in green suddenly came over and greeted her with a smile.

Kong Yishu opened his eyes and saw the woman squatting next to her. There was no hostility and he didn't feel murder. He smiled and said, "Kong Yishu."

Outside the university, he is not famous at all, so he doesn't think there is anything to hide his name.

"Ha ha, you should remember to forget your old age. It's not safe at night. Don't talk to strangers." Yue Ying smiled and went straight into the same place and had no intention of leaving.

At night, the heat dissipated in an instant, and the cold smell spread across the desert. Outside the house, a bonfire was lit. More than 20 people sat around the bonfire. They ate meat and drank as if they were celebrating. The little fat ears moved and his eyes did not open. He continued to sleep and slept with the Kong Yi tree. It felt particularly warm and warm. Warm, open the big claws and cover the hole with half of the tree, as if to hug the hole with the tree.

When he was a child, he often slept in the arms of Kong Yishu like this. Now that he is old, he can only hold Kong Yishu...

" his~"

A slight sound came, and suddenly seven or eight people opened their eyes, among which was Yueying. The first thing she saw was not the small hole that made the sound, but Kong Yishu, but she had no choice but to find that Kong Yishu was sleeping soundly in the chubby arms. She could only smile bitterly and waved a handkerchief like a thin quilt. Xiao Pang covered it together. The sweet and soft smell made Xiao Pang wrinkle his nose, and his paws held the hole tightly to the tree.

In the room, seven or eight people stood up. The thin man appeared beside Yue Ying and pulled out a pair of short daggers. The daggers were cold and cold. As soon as he let go, the dagger flew out and flew out. He chose Xuanbing above his head.

The other people, including forgetting old age, stood up and faced around. The others sat quietly and shrouded their breath.

The white fog floated into the house. At this moment, the noise of celebration stopped, and only the bonfire was still burning.

"Wo!"

Only half of the broken wooden door suddenly burst into dust, and a figure quickly drilled in, but without waiting for him to get up, a cold light flew up. The old vulture suddenly flew up from the corner. The eagle's claws clasped the shadow's neck and heart, pulled hard, the blood splashed everywhere, and the figure snorted and died.

Wang Lao walked out of the stone house, and the people who stood up went out and stood in a circle around the stone house. Several people in the room hesitated for a moment and went out. Some of them licked their dry lips and went out with a grim smile.

Out of the house, there was a sudden scream, the sound of blade collision, and people shouting and talking, as if the killing song at night, passionate and bloody.

Yueying did not go out, but sat next to Xiao Pang, stretched out his jade hand, rubbed Xiao Pang's smooth and fluffy fur, and smiled gently. A group of desert thieves who don't know whether to live or die think that the people who come to take risks this time are all weak people who are slaughtered by others?