You are asked to marry in place of the tyrant, and you allow the tyrant to send you to marry?

next day

Just as Du Qingwan said, the next day Du Qingwan followed everyone to the center of the desert, the place where mirages often appeared, which is what the Loulan people called the "fog fantasy world".

It was noon, the weather was extremely hot, and the heat waves were sweeping across the place, enough to dry a living person out.

Some people were already exhausted and thirsty, and they didn't even have the strength to move.

Du Qingwan had anticipated this would happen, so before setting off she specifically reminded everyone to bring enough dry food and water in case of emergency.

But there are always a few conspicuous bags that don't like to cooperate, and they act smart and refuse to carry too heavy supplies, which leads to this outcome.

"This damn weather! It's burning me to death!

If we continue like this, we will all be crippled if not dead!"

One of them couldn't walk anymore, and angrily threw the empty kettle on the sand, his face full of despair.

Without having to think, everyone could guess that he must have regretted following them to the center of the desert.

They didn't know how many hours they had walked along the way, let alone where they were now or whether they could retreat the same way they came.

"That's right! I drank several bottles of water on the way and didn't even pee, but I'm still severely dehydrated.

If we can’t find the oasis, I guess all of us will die here!”

As soon as that person finished speaking, another person quickly took over the conversation, also with an unhappy look on his face.

At the same time, some soldiers also fell down one after another, and they all simply gave up, and there was a lot of resentment.

"If we had known this place was so dangerous, with quicksand everywhere, we shouldn't have followed in!

How can we mortals just take this treasure of our ancestors? "

One of them grabbed a handful of sand and threw it backwards with all his might, finally collapsing on the sandbag with his whole body.

It was really puzzling that he was wasting so much saliva talking even though he was clearly breathing heavily.

"Look at the quicksand for yourself. It might be right under your feet. In the blink of an eye, we were all trapped. We didn't even have a chance to call for help!"

When the other person heard this, he also became resentful.

But what he was worried about was not that he could not get the hidden treasures of past dynasties, but that he would be swallowed up by the quicksand and would not even have a chance to escape.

In his opinion, what's the point of trying so hard to get those treasures if he can't even save his own life?

"That's right! The Queen might be up to something. I always feel uneasy.

Is she trying to lure us all here and then annihilate us all in one fell swoop?"

After hearing the people in front of him talking like that, one of them also started to lose his composure, his mind filled with the tragic scene of being wiped out by Du Qingwan's scheme.

It is understandable that negative emotions are contagious. A person who had long been exhausted and unable to speak suddenly became energetic as if he had a last burst of energy, and then said:

"No way? I think she is quite calm. And the way the king looks at her is very unusual.

Who is our king? He doesn't like ordinary women, which means the queen is quite capable. "

Everyone was discussing this one after another, with a sense of despair yet also a hint of hope.

At this time, Wanyan Bixiu was also a little impatient and his temper became very bad.

"What the hell is this place? We've been here a few times before and it was in the same situation, with quicksand swallowing us up at any time.

Now I can’t tell the difference between east, west, south and north, and have no sense of direction at all.

If we keep going like this, we’ll all die here!”

While Wanyan Bixiu was speaking, his face was full of anger, and his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger.

Sweat poured down his face like rain, making Wanyan Bixiu feel upset for a while.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, cursing non-stop.

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Hongze immediately became furious and stepped forward to give Wanyan Bixiu a good beating, but was stopped by Du Qingwan.

"Wanyan Hongze, forget it! The environment in this desert is extremely harsh. We should save our energy and hurry on. Otherwise, we might really die here."

Du Qingwan was already exhausted, but she still tried hard to force a smile.

Although she was confident that she could enter and exit the foggy illusion safely, danger was everywhere and she still had to be extremely vigilant.

"I'll deal with them when I get back! Every day they keep shouting about wanting to enter the misty fantasy world, but now they're all so cowardly!"

Wanyan Hongze was indeed extremely angry, his face had already become extremely gloomy, and his fists were clenched involuntarily.

He turned around and called Abao, his words were filled with anger:

"Abao, pass the order down. If you don't obey the Queen's command and enter the misty illusion, you will die on the spot!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Soon, A Bao passed down the order and everyone present quickly shut up, and no one dared to continue to criticize.

After a short rest, the team continued to move forward.

It was already the afternoon, the sun was scorching, and the heat was rolling.

What is strange is that, normally, the temperature in the desert should have been gradually decreasing at 3 p.m., but at this moment it is even hotter than before.

Du Qingwan was also confused for a moment, and kept looking up at the sky, as if looking for direction.

Ever since the team entered the center of the desert and came near what the Loulan people called the "fog fantasy", she felt that the sun had been hanging high in the sky and had never changed.

What's even more strange is that even with her head full of modern science, she couldn't correctly identify the direction.

I always feel that the picture of the ancient kingdom of Loulan in my mind is gradually disappearing, and I am in the center of a dangerous vortex!

[Damn it! I actually forgot that mirages appear in the hottest parts of the desert. Once the heat wave hits, everyone will be in high danger!]

[According to the book, we started from that location and walked in the direction of the sun.

Before the sun sets, we should reach the place where mirages often appear, which is what they call the foggy fantasy.]

[But we have been walking for a long time, and the sun has not set yet. What went wrong?]

Du Qingwan dragged her tired body forward, wondering whether her plan was really correct.

Maybe it was because of the heat wave or because she was too tired, but her brain was paralyzed.

All in all, she felt very uneasy.

"My queen, my queen, what are you thinking about?"

A Bao followed the order and brought a pot of water to Du Qingwan, but after calling for a long time, there was no response from Du Qingwan. He was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion.

"The Queen?"

A Bao raised his hand and waved it gently in front of Du Qingwan, and his voice became louder.

Soon, Du Qingwan came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly:

"Oh, what is it? Po."

"The king asked me to bring you a pot of water, saying that you can rest for a while. The weather is too hot and no one can walk."

A Bao did not hesitate and immediately responded with a smile.

Du Qingwan took the kettle embarrassedly, her face full of embarrassment and expression very uncomfortable.

"What is that? Did the foggy illusion appear?"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd cried out in excitement and fear.

Looking in the direction of the man's finger, I saw a picture of the mountains and rivers of the ancient kingdom of Loulan hanging high in the air, looming.

Du Qingwan was so shocked that her mouth involuntarily formed an O shape. She could not believe her eyes.

"Oh my god! It's dangerous!"

The next second, she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and her hair stood on end...