Desert Survival, when I entered a month in advance

Looking at the location where the arrow was fired, Feng Chan swung the flying knife without hesitation. A moment later, a painful scream was heard not far away. Judging from the sound, it should not be serious. The grass also moved a little, probably changing its position slightly.

Feng Chan was essentially typing blindly, so it was good enough if she could hit the target. After all, she had not received any formal training and had to figure things out on her own.

She was in no hurry to recall the flying knife, but instead took out her pistol and fired a shot at the estimated location.

Although the pistol has no grade, its power is much better than most green-grade weapons. The key point is that the sound of the gun is inherently deterrent and sounds much scarier than the Blue Moon Flying Knife.

As expected, the shot missed, but Feng Chan achieved his goal. The other party didn't dare to stay where he was and ran wildly in the grass. His crew cut hair could be seen from time to time.

While he was worried, Feng Chan fired another shot, which scared him so much that he staggered. He squatted down with trembling hands, and almost instinctively wanted to fight back, but Feng Chan was too fast, and his new arrow missed the target by a wide margin.

The man gritted his teeth, realizing that this was a life-or-death moment. He clicked on his backpack with the fastest hand speed and used a strength card.

Just when he was about to use the second card, Feng Chan had already circled around and stopped in front of him on the left.

At this time, Feng Chan and the Double Moon Flying Knife formed a straight line, and the man was above the straight line.

With a thought, the flying knife that was originally stuck in the ground was instantly pulled out and flew back towards its owner. There was a slight resistance in the middle, but it was not enough to slow down its speed.

The blade was not stained with a trace of blood and returned perfectly to Feng Chan's hand. She stood up straight from her half-squatting body and did not retract the flying knife back to her earlobe. Instead, she stabbed the man not far away in the middle of his eyebrows before walking away.

All the supplies have exploded, it seems that he is really dead.

Green bow x1, arrows x12, green speed card x1, green healing potion x1.

"It's so little, could it be that you bought the pass and this is all you have left?" Feng Chan complained in a voice so low that only she could hear it, but she couldn't control the slightly trembling hands that betrayed her nervousness.

After quickly collecting these things, Feng Chan tried to reduce the sound of her body touching the grass and trees, and rushed towards the big tree as fast as she could.

But just about 50 meters away from the big tree, Feng Chan stopped. She heard someone moving through the grass on the opposite side, and he stopped almost at the same time as her. The exact location could not be determined.

We can't move now. Anyone who moves will expose his or her position first. But Feng Chan doesn't want to stay here for too long. The longer the time, the more people there will be, and the harder it will be for her to get the things on the tree.

After half a minute of silence, just as Feng Chan was hesitating whether to fire a shot first to scare the person on the other side, the other party spoke first.

"Is it a human?"

It was a female voice, and Feng Chan felt it sounded familiar.

"Which district are you from? We're all brothers. Let's divide the things on the tree equally. If others come later, it will be dangerous."

After hearing these words which seemed to have taken a lot of courage to say, Feng Chan was sure that the person on the other side was Ning Qiao. She didn't want to fight unless it was necessary, and Ning Qiao didn't attack her either, so there was room for negotiation.

The most important thing is that we don’t know how long the fight will last, and it will be troublesome if other people arrive.

"Okay, Goddess Qiqiao." Feng Chan took the initiative to say her name, and at the same time raised her shield and began to move towards the big tree.

Ning Qiao was originally unsure whether to launch a sneak attack, but when she heard the other party calling out her name, she immediately realized that they were from the same district and knew each other, and she felt much more relieved.

But she was always on guard, and she was curious about who the other person was, so she asked, "Are you, Hot Thumb?"

Feng Chan: ..., thank you, she is not.

"No, let's get the things first." Feng Chan said as she was already very close to the big tree. Ning Qiao also started to move towards this side, with no intention of attacking.

Feng Chan bent her body as much as possible, hiding her important parts inside the shield, then jumped onto a big tree and quickly headed towards the purple bead.

Ning Qiao also stopped talking. The other party was unlikely to attack suddenly at the moment. She held the card in her hand, ready to escape at any time.

She climbed up the tree about ten steps slowly, looking at the scarce beads, and slowly approached the nearest one.

Feng Chan got the purple bead and immediately put it into her backpack, then headed towards the green bead above, but no matter how she touched it, she could only pass through the bead.

Looking back at Ning Qiao below, she was about to touch the second bead, but the bead seemed invisible, and her hand passed through the bead just like herself.

Ning Qiao touched him twice but it was useless. She looked up at Feng Chan who was higher up. At this time, Feng Chan had half of her head exposed. She had black hair tied in a low ponytail close to her scalp, and there was a hint of loss in her heroic eyes.

Ning Qiao subconsciously avoided the question, but still asked the question: "Can't you get the second one?"

"Yes, there is an exit upstairs." Feng Chan said and walked upwards, using her shield to block herself. It was extremely dangerous to leave her back to others.

Ning Qiao really didn't want to take action now. Although she hadn't figured out who the other party was, as long as she didn't take action, she would definitely not take action.

She really wanted to see what was inside the yellow beads, but now was not the time.

Following the trunk of the tree to the top, you can barely see a slightly dark hole hidden by the leaves.

Feng Chan pushed aside the leaves. The passage was one meter by one meter and 50 centimeters thick. She looked up and saw that the light inside was very dim and the temperature made her shiver.

You can't feel any temperature before you exit this channel, but as soon as you exit the channel a little, the temperature drops dramatically.

She hesitated for only three seconds before choosing to go up.

Ning Qiao, who was at the back, wanted to peek out first, but suddenly a voice came from below: "Who are you?"

From the sound, it seemed that the other party had no intention of attacking, but it scared Ning Qiao, who was half exposed underneath, and she climbed up without even seeing what was above.

Feng Chan kept a little distance from her, looking around at the same time as she was on guard against her.

In the dim light, you can vaguely see that this place is very flat, without plants, and very desolate. The ground under your feet is not stone or yellow sand, but finer gray soil, like carefully ground flour.

Ning Qiao shivered from the cold and rubbed her arms, which were covered in goosebumps due to the rapid temperature change. "It's so cold! There's someone coming downstairs again. What should we do?"

Feng Chan couldn't help but frown. Wasn't Ning Qiao a little too casual to lump her together with herself so quickly?

But she did think about this. The other party would definitely take a bead. If she killed him, she would be able to take the bead that dropped. However, her morals were not completely lost. At least the other party did not show any intention of taking action.

Before Feng Chan could make a decision, faint sounds of fighting were heard from below, and someone else was coming.

At the same time, another five or six people were about to arrive here and were about to engage in a melee.