The wind roared, the yellow sand filled the sky, the sky was like a building that was about to collapse, pressing down heavily, as if it would shatter in the next second, destroying all the creatures below.

Four seemingly tiny figures moved forward with difficulty in the wind and sand. One of the men fell behind, but was tied with hands tied with ropes and dragged forward.

It should be afternoon, but the world was dark, and the wind and sand were raging, as if the end of the world was coming. However, the four of them seemed to be able to withstand these storms. It made people wonder if they would be blown down by the wind and sand in the next second and could never get up again.

The wind was getting heavier and the sand hit people's faces, as if it was a knife, and their pace became more and more difficult to move.

Far away, some broken walls suddenly appeared in front of them, which looked very broken, but at this time it was a life-saving existence. The man in the lead did not dare to open his mouth and eat sand, so he could only gesture to the few people behind him desperately.

In the blurred vision, it was difficult to convey the message to the other three men. Feng Rong, who was the leader, walked towards the ruins against the wind and sand.

It was actually only two or three hundred meters away. If it were normal, they could walk through it in less than a few minutes. However, in such an environment, they struggled for twenty minutes before getting closer. After confirming that it was not an illusion, the four of them all accelerated their pace and rushed into a fairly complete stone house.

It is said to be complete, but in fact, there are only three walls and one roof, which just blocks the desert storm that swept across. They have been walking in the wind and sand for more than two hours. As long as there are tiles covering their bodies, they don’t care whether it is very simple or not.

Entering this silenced stone house, whether it is a male god-level figure in the supernatural world, a rising star who is eye-catching, or a super-talking boss who plays with people's hearts, everyone sits directly on the ground without any image, pulls open the simple cloth strips that block the wind and sand on their mouths and noses, gasps with big mouths, sweating all over their foreheads, but they are blown to the wind in a flash.

Although the strong wind was still whimpering, at least it could speak normally in this small stone house. Baili Mengyan glanced at the roof and spoke out easily: "It turns out that someone has lived in the Desert of Death..."

His voice was hoarse. Feng Rong took out the thermos in his backpack, tried to condense half a bottle of water and handed it to him. He also took out a towel and wet it and asked him to wipe his face and hands. "After all, thousands of people fall here every year, and not everyone can go out. If you can't get out and you can't die, you can only find a place to stay."

Luo Cheng, who was tied up, looked at the half bottle of water with greed, but he did not mean to go forward to grab it. The wind and sand outside were as strong as the internal strife at this time was definitely the rhythm of everyone dying together. He was not so stupid.

Hearing Feng Rong say this, Luo Cheng licked his lips and said with a slight voice: "It's not just people who can't live outside. Some people who can't live outside will run to deserted places to settle down. Anyway, they will die everywhere. If they run to places that others can't find, they may have a glimmer of life." If you are lucky, those who can hide for a hundred or eighty years may be able to escape and chase and go out to live again.

Luo Cheng was naturally talking about those criminals. Feng Rongbuxian looked at him indifferently, "Then remember the terrain carefully, maybe one day you have to hide in." But the Spirit Security Bureau will definitely do its best to come in and kill him.

Of course Luo Cheng knew what he meant, and smiled, looking innocent.

Baili Mengyan took a few sips of water and left it for Feng Rong to drink. He lowered his head and carefully wiped away the sand and dust from his face. The asymmetrical eyes were very obvious between the movements.

After Feng Rong drank the water, he used a bottle of mineral water to fill half a bottle of water to the silent Yan Hao. The bottle of mineral water was bought when he went to Minshan Town and put it in his backpack. However, on the first night when he arrived at the Death Desert, he drank the water inside and left it as a container. At this time, any supplies were precious.

After taking the water, Yan Hao took a few sips, then ran to Luo Cheng and gave him all the remaining water. Feng Rong saw it, but said nothing.

They didn't let Luo Cheng eat and drink water at noon, so as not to have too much strength to escape or plot against others, but unexpectedly, the weather in the desert of death was unpredictable, and a storm broke out in the afternoon. Everyone walked for a few hours, just like living a day like the New Year. If Luo Cheng didn't let Luo Cheng drink some water, even if his brain could use his current spiritual power to suppress it, Luo Cheng would soon be burping.

Luo Cheng saw Yan Hao watching at noon and gave him most of the water. His mood was so complicated. He was raising Yan Hao and was doing roller coasters. Sometimes he felt that he was very loyal, but most of the time, Yan Hao could make him angry alive.

Luo Cheng's hands were tied, and it was inconvenient, so he said, "Feed me."

"Oh." Yan Hao was not impatient either, as if he had left the angry thing behind his head, and he took the bottle and poured it into Luo Cheng's mouth. It's a pity that he was not a person who could take care of others, and almost choked Luo Cheng to death. But the water was very precious and could not be wasted at all. Luo Cheng swallowed it all, and then he dared to cough shockingly.

Yan Hao blinked his eyes and saw that his face turned red with coughing, so he patted him on the back again, but he didn't master the strength, so Luo Cheng was almost beaten by him.

After finally calming down, Luo Cheng's eyelids twitched and said, "Xiaoyan, you actually want to kill me, right?"

Yan Hao said in a flat tone: "I can't kill you."

Luo Cheng, who also expects the other party to apologize or show loyalty, "..." If it's true that you're going to die, you're going to rebel, right?

After watching the whole process, Feng Rong silently added half a bottle of water to Yan Hao's mineral water bottle.

There is no way, Luo Cheng's nemesis should indeed treat him well.

Yan Hao looked at the half bottle of water that had been added out of thin air from the mineral water bottle, blinking his eyes, as if he was a little confused about how they came about.

Luo Cheng was anxious when he saw his cute look - no wonder he was bewitched by the enemy so easily!

Yan Hao didn't have a long struggle, so he took the bottle and signaled Luo Cheng to continue drinking.

Luo Cheng looked at his deadly lips and shook his head, "I'm enough, you drink it, dip it a little and wash your face before drinking."

"Oh." Yan Hao responded again, tear a strip of cloth on his body, wiped his face and hands with a little water, and then wiped Luo Cheng for a while.

Luo Cheng immediately ignored the fact that Yan Hao had "cooperated with the enemy and treason" at noon, and felt that their Xiao Yan was the best, unlike his twin brother Yan Mi, and he was thinking about how to kill him!

However, Feng Rong looked at their daily relationship and understood what Luo Cheng always brought Yan Hao by his side. Although Yan Hao's emotional intelligence is not high and he is not good at dealing with people, his biggest advantage is that he will not betray Luo Cheng. Even a master like Luo Cheng who plays with people's hearts may not be able to play with the hearts of such people.

However, Yan Hao really has no normal logic and thinking. He is just a knife in Luo Cheng's hand. He hits him wherever he points. Feng Rong doesn't know whether he is good or evil. If one day he really eliminates the Blood-Slaying Alliance, how will a person like Yan Hao be sentenced, it is probably the most troublesome thing for the Lingsi Sentence Department.

Therefore, in some ways, Luo Cheng is also taking advantage of Yan Hao to do evil, but he is not bad to Yan Hao. At noon, Yan Hao sent him into the enemy's mouth. Luo Cheng was not angry, and it was a bad debt. Only people like Yan Hao would just pass by so confusedly.

"We should spend the night here tonight," Baili Mengyan looked at the sky outside and frowned, "I'm afraid the storm can't stop for a while."

Feng Rong checked the food in his backpack. They met another monster before leaving the dead wood forest at noon. After knocking down the other party, they also collected a large piece of meat. "It's okay, our reserved grain can be eaten until noon tomorrow."

Luo Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth, "But there is no wood here, so we can't lit the fire. We can't eat raw meat, right?"

The flesh of the monsters in the Death Desert is extremely hard, and the meat is probably not easy to chew, and the raw ones can cause bleeding in the throat.

Feng Rong said lightly: "The raw and cooked ones don't have your share." After drinking water, I can't die of hunger after eating for a few meals.

"..." Luo Cheng suddenly felt bitter, "Death Desert is so dangerous. Minister Darkness, you also need manpower. Not to mention anything else, you need a vigil to sleep at night. You are just hungry and I can't put it in hand. Wouldn't it be cumbersome and delay your journey?"

Feng Rong looked at him, "So, are you hinting that I will kill you directly?"

Luo Cheng twitched hard, "Minister An, you were ruined by Assistant Lin!!!" The former Minister of the Spirit Law Enforcement Department was not as dark as he was and had a poisonous mouth!

Feng Rong said with no embarrassment at all: "Sorry, I can't help but want to find you when I see you."

Luo Cheng couldn't help but say, "It's because I've blinded Assistant Lin's eyes for the time being?"

Feng Rong thought for a while, "If you don't say it, I'll forget about this account." Very well, and there was another reason to torture the other party openly.

Luo Cheng, who digs his own hole and jumps by himself: "..."

I won’t say anything, who will tell him where the serious and serious male god in the supernatural world went?!

Feng Rong said that, but when he found some wood blown by the storm near the stone house as firewood, the roasted meat was distributed to Yan Hao for two or three pieces, and then turned a blind eye to let Yan Hao give it to Luo Cheng, so as not to really starve him to death.

Feng Rong didn't mind, but it would be a waste to die now. They hadn't pry out more secrets from Luo Cheng's mouth.

At night, the temperature in the Death Desert dropped below zero again, which contrasted with the heat during the day.

All four of them sat next to the fire, and both teams chose to sleep one person at the same time and watch over the night. On the one hand, they were to guard against the dangers of death in the desert, and on the other hand, they were to guard against the other two people taking the opportunity to do something.

Overall, Feng Rong and Baili Mengyan were more alert to Luo Cheng. Luo Cheng could see that they would not kill him easily, so when Yan Hao was watching the night, he slept quite peacefully, leaned on Yan Hao's thighs, and when he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

Feng Rong was guarding the night. He glanced at Luo Cheng, quickly moved away his gaze, and listened to the whimpering sound of the wind outside.

He was thinking that his assistant must be furious now...
Chapter completed!