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"It ruins the fun." Wuxie muttered and moved to the side reluctantly.

Su Nan said with a fake smile: "It really spoils the view. How can such a beautiful flower have a pile of old cow dung next to it?"

"You..." He was so innocent, how could he be old!

"Um...you two can chat. I'll go see if the soup is ready."

"Hmph." Su Nan and Wu Xie snorted coldly at each other in dissatisfaction, turned their heads and ignored each other.

The next morning, at the end of the line, Niao Niao was talking in a low voice with the man with black glasses.

"Is Gutongjing approaching soon?" Animals have always been more sensitive to danger than humans.

Since even camels don’t dare to go in, it means that the things inside are very dangerous.

What's more, the things hidden in it seemed to be inextricably linked to her. This feeling surged into her heart like a tide and became stronger and stronger.

It was as if an invisible hand was leading her to uncover the mystery, making her unable to resist the attraction of this mysterious power.

Lai Qian in his arms seemed to sense Niao Niao's inner uneasiness. He carefully rubbed his little head against Niao Niao's chest, as if silently comforting her in this way.

"What do you want to do? Do you think Wuxie is untrustworthy, so you plan to follow me?"

"Blind man, when I get home I'll tell Xiaohua that you're having an affair."

Niao Niao stroked Lai Qian's head. Although the threat was nonsense, the man with black glasses immediately put on a serious expression.

Just kidding, Xiaohua still has some idea of ​​who to believe.

"Surige is a member of the Wang family, so Garu must be one too. I just don't know when he plans to reveal himself."

"He doesn't dare as long as I'm here." Niao Niao moved very slowly and soon left the team.

By the time Li Cu discovered that Niao Niao had left the team, he had been beaten so hard that his head was dizzy and he had no energy to think.

"Wuxie, aren't you worried?" He wiped the blood from his nose weakly and lay motionless on the sand.

"You should worry about us." Wuxie looked down at the sand dune expressionlessly.

"Garu? He's not stupid anymore?"

Under the sand dunes, Garu was holding a scimitar with a fierce look in his eyes, completely different from his previous foolish appearance.

"He was pretending before. You stay here, I'll go down and take a look."

Before Wu Xie could give the next order, Li Cu bravely rushed down the dune, shouting as he ran: "Stop!"

Obviously, he underestimated Garu's strength.

The two men had guns pointed at their heads and huddled together with Wang Meng.

"Tell me how to get to Gutongjing!" Garu held the knife against Wuxie's face and slowly slid it across his face.

The coolness of the metal exploded on his face, but Wuxie showed no intention of avoiding it. He said without moving, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Garu curled his lips slightly, and the next second he took a knife to cut Li Fang's tendons.

Li Cu struggled to get up, but was held down by Lao Mai.

After picking the tendons of two or three people in a row, Wuxie still looked indifferent.

Garu grabbed Wang Meng's neck, roughly pushed him to the ground, and threatened him with a machete against his neck: "If you don't speak, I will cut his neck."

"Okay, I said."

"That's right." Garu put away his scimitar with a smile and moved closer to Wuxie to listen carefully.

Unexpectedly, Wuxie took away his scimitar the next second and pressed him to the ground.

"Master Guan, do you think I'm dead?" Su Nan put the gun to Wuxie's head, signaling him to let go of Garu.

The stalemate was broken by a stone. Su Nan felt a pain in his wrist and his gun fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wuxie pulled Wang Meng and Li Cu and ran towards the water.

Behind the three men, Garu was chasing them in a rage, shooting randomly with the gun he had stolen.

The moment you step into the river, the water recedes to the middle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The river water rotates in a spiral at high speed, like a flush toilet, sucking people to the bottom of the river.

Garu, who didn't catch up, stomped his feet in anger and cursed at the empty and dry ground.

"Yo~ You're awake."

When Li Cu opened his eyes, he was startled by the enlarged face. He subconsciously reached out to push it away.

"Wu Xie, are you sick? Why are you so close to me?"

"You can still curse, so it seems like there's nothing wrong with that."

The sand all around was white, without any wind or movement, like a still space.

"Is this Gutongjing?"

"Yes, welcome to the world of Gutongjing."

Under the white sand, many old Soviet trucks are buried, and only the bones of the corpses in the trucks are left.

In order to gain peace of mind and to let these bodies rest in peace, Wuxie and others erected a monument for them - the Monument to the departed.

"Have a safe journey, and don't scare people..."

When Wuxie's mouth was chattering, Li Cu seemed to see the sand in the distance move.

But looking over there again, it was eerily quiet again.

"Your handwriting is pretty good too." Li Cu turned his attention to the tombstone.

"Don't worry, I will write a better tombstone for you."

"Are you sick!"

Wang Meng looked at Li Cu's receding back, slowly approached Wu Xie, pointed at the sand where the crickets were pupating, and said sarcastically, "Boss, is this how the boss lady hides herself?"

"It's nothing serious." Wuxie raised his hand and gave Wang Meng a touch.

Hearing the two people walking away, Niao Niao stood up suddenly and kicked the motionless pile of sand next to her.

"Is this what you call the best way to hide that is impossible to be discovered?"

"Who knew you were so short of breath..."

Before he could finish his words, after meeting Niao Niao's gaze, the man with black glasses fell silent and took out a can of fried rice from his backpack with a smile.

"Calm down, green pepper and shredded pork fried rice. Five hundred a can, no cheating."

"Forget it. It's five hundred. You're the only one who fooled Xiaohua."

"Master Hua is a connoisseur! Eat it if you want or not, you'll starve to death." The man with black glasses muttered a few words, put away the fried rice like a treasure, brushed the sand off his body, and hurried after him.

The desert is unusually quiet, and no one knows what crisis is lurking beneath the calm.

"That looks like the trace of a snake crawling." Li Cu took a few steps back in fear.

"It seems that there are other living things in the desert besides us."

Wuxie had a serious look on his face. The desert in front of them, although calm, gave people a very dangerous feeling.

He had a good feeling, the originally peaceful desert suddenly exploded.

Beneath the white sand, vine-like creatures seemed to have life and swarmed over.

"Run!" Wuxie shouted.

The vines are still extending outward, as if endless, and they are winding flexibly in the desert.

The wrist-thick vines gave people a very oppressive feeling. Li Cu panicked and felt there was no escape.

The vines seemed to notice his embarrassment and rushed towards him.

The frightened Li Cu was pushed away. Garu's knife was particularly obedient in Wuxie's hand, and the sharp blade cut off the vines in front of Li Cu.

The cut vines curled up and returned to the desert, but the remaining vines seemed to have gone crazy. Several vines flew together and entangled Wuxie's hands and feet.

In less than a moment, the Wuxie King Alliance was pulled into the desert by vines.

The instinct for survival made Li Cu run wildly without looking back, until he was exhausted and buried in the sand.

Li Cu rose from the sand and looked at the peaceful desert in front of him. He felt that everything that had just happened was just a dream.

But he knew clearly that Wuxie was really missing.

At that moment, the guilt towards Wuxie and the fear of unfamiliar places made him feel breathless.

He desperately dug at the sand with his hands, wishing that annoying voice would ring in his ears again.