Chasing Fairy Bones

Chapter 162 Difficult Travel

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Lying in the arms of the rock lion, Mr. Gu said very weakly, "Uncle Jiuzhi, if I keep running forward as before, I'm afraid it won't take long for me to turn into a pile of bones and turn into yellow sand!"

"Is that all you are promising? Sit honestly in your arms and recover your skills. Don't pretend to be dead!"

"Alas, I'm asking for trouble!"

The ancient prince had no choice but to correct his posture and recover while the morning breath was still cool. Although it is not very effective, at least he is more worried about falling off the hump than sitting alone on the hump.

At sunrise, he climbed to the middle sky, and the temperature gradually rose again. The ancient prince leaned against the arms of the rock lion and felt a little sultry. His heart was irritable and could no longer be recuperated. From time to time, dense sweat appeared on their bodies.

Mr. Gu sighed, stopped his work, gritted his teeth and suffered bitterly. His two bloodless dry lips, and the lower half already had two bright red bright red tooth marks. The dry blood stains were healed and broken, and they flowed out and burned dry. The pale and powerless look on his face gradually became more decadent.

The rock lion is also helpless. It's hotter for the two to ride together, but this boy is now weak and let him ride one by one. Even if he doesn't fall to death, every time he falls, he has to climb the high hump and die of exhaustion.

Xue Yueer also feels very weak. At least ten years of martial arts foundation is still there, more internal support, gritting her teeth and persisting. The pale lower lip also has bright red tooth marks.

Under this hot sun, sweat is like running water. It never dries or drips. It evaporates into air in mid-air.

There is no way to go on like this. The rock lion had to put on a tent at noon, rest for a while, and frowned more. At this speed, who knows if there will be a second sandstorm. At that time, I was afraid that the thin doll of this ghost elf was also do nothing to do and left his life in the yellow sand.

At a sultry and irritable moment, you can't force your work. That's more than the loss, and it's more likely to make him go crazy and lose his life.

Mr. Gu has now become weak and lies naked in the tent, but he is not as difficult to sleep as before. Instead, he sleeps like a dead pig. The thin body is still sweating.

The temperature when the two were together was somewhat higher. Although Xue Yueer was very worried about him, she did not rest in a tent with him.

After only resting for an hour or two, the sun tilted slightly to the edge of the sand sea, and the rock lion urged him to rush on his way. The confused ancient prince took a high hump and continued to move forward.

When the sun sets in the sand sea and the temperature cools down, the rock lions and others begin to rest. The confused Gu Gongzi was forcibly stimulated by the rock lion to wake up in several ways, forcing him to take some bitter pills, and had to insist on eating some dried meat to make him fall asleep. In this state, it's better to wait until tomorrow morning when he is in better spirits.

Xueyueer dares not be as lazy as before. Even if she is so tired that she is about to collapse, after nibbling some dry food, she insists on adjusting her work for several weeks before she will fall asleep.

In the next few days, after a night of warm and suitable good rest, Mr. Gu looked a little energetic in the morning. Until the sun first rose, he was protected by a rock lion and would strengthen his mental health. Shortly after sunrise, he had to stop his current action and gradually returned to his original form of frosted eggplant.

The strange thing is that after the sandstorm, Xue Yueer has not appeared to shake left and right on the hump in the past few days. She was already a little thin on her face, but she is getting thinner and thinner again, and her frown has never been stretched. Looking at the appearance of these two little dolls, the rock lion shook his head helplessly, wishing that the rest of the day would go well.

The ancient prince is like an immortal Xiaoqiang. In this hot sand sea, he is a little more energetic and wither for a moment, and he still accounts for the majority of the situation, but he does not become weaker. This situation made Xue Yueer, who frown, feel a little relieved and kept praying that they could get out of this terrible sand sea safely, even if she was willing to do anything.

Maybe her prayer is useful. For several days, Mr. Gu's situation has been hanging so bad.

The rock lion has his burden. Except for occasionally jumping down to catch a sand snake, he is no longer interested in those small scorpions.

On the seventeenth day after entering the sand sea, that is, the eleventh day after the sandstorm, dozens of horses suddenly came from the distance, and a yellow sand smoke dragon flew behind it.

Xue Yueer's weak and tired face finally showed a trace of joy. She had heard the guide and the rock lion say that only in the area near the edge of the town will someone ride a horse, which is impossible in the sand sea. Now that I see a horse team, it proves that there will be a castle waiting for them not far ahead.

Xue Yueer looked at the horse team rushing towards them, and her face was more excited. She secretly said, "Are they here to greet themselves on a special basis?"

The tall and thin guide in front of him stammed a little and said in fear, "No, I met the thief of Sand Eagle Castle!"

The rock lion frowned, threw the whip on his hand, gathered dozens of camels together, asked Xue Yueer to stand beside him, and told the guide to hide aside for a while, and let them grab the goods.

The horse team rushed from afar and gradually could clearly see a big gray-yellow eagle embroidered on their robes, perhaps what they called the sand eagle.

The team of horse thieves ran all the way, with snowy strange machetes in one hand, and occasionally one or two strong reflective shots, which was dazzling and painful. The group soon came to the rock lions and surrounded them.

The leading man with a tough and fierce face screamed for a while, and the rest of the men laughed.

The guide translated for them in horror: "They said: This group of four fat sheep walked through the desert with a large group of camels and only brought one guard. This sick and weed boy was too stupid! Or, their guards have been buried by the wind and sand. It's really good for me to send fat sheep to my door!"

"They said: hand over the camels and goods, as well as the valuables on their bodies, and then take three camels and get rid of the food. If you dare to leave a little, splash blood on the sand sea!"

The rock lion is now holding the ancient prince. It is inconvenient to move and it is not easy to rush forward to kill. He just sits on the hump and looks at the team of horse thieves coldly. He doesn't say anything and waits for them to come to the door by themselves.

Seeing that the rock lion did not move or say anything, only the guide was translating their words, and the horse thieves stopped laughing and became ferocious. The leading man screamed for a while. As soon as he waved his hand, five or six people pressed tightly to the rock lion, and the rest went to lead the camel.

At this time, the guide was so scared that his head trembled. There was no need for him to translate, and the rock lions also understood what he meant.

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