Lao Mo and I headed straight for the camel, and they seemed to feel something was wrong, so they all seemed uneasy, especially the leading camel.

It was stepping back and forth, with its eyes very flustered. After Lao Mo rushed up, he grabbed it, then shouted and signaled me to get on the camel immediately.

Seeing this, I grabbed the hump and jumped up quickly. Before my body could stabilize, the camel was already running out.

As we approached dangerously, the camels seemed irritable. After receiving Lao Mo's order, they immediately followed one by one and ran forward at a very fast speed. Fortunately, we walked the ruggedest half, and the next road was as long as we detoured on the yellow sand, it would be easier to walk.

Lao Mo also had this idea. Under the leadership of the leader Camel, we accelerated our speed to rush.

Lao Mo was commanding the camel caravan, and what I was responsible for was always paying attention to the movements of the group of hell marching ants.

We probably ran forward a lot, and then we saw some outcrops. The distance between them was only a thousand meters, not too far. In addition, they were climbing rock walls, which was naturally slower than when we walked the ridge before. Now that we were on yellow sand, we didn’t know that the speed was still not the same.

The hell marching ants emerged one by one. They first stayed in the same place and then began to come into the yellow sand.

The speed was very fast, and when I entered the yellow sand, I was shocked to see this, and I secretly calculated their speed and our speed.

I had no choice but to find that according to our current running method, we would have been caught up soon. In addition, thinking of the previous way of dying the group of people, I realized for a moment that walking on the yellow sand might not be a wise choice, so I hurriedly glanced at Lao Mo.

"Where can we find a rock land to settle down"

I shouted.

Lao Mo looked back at me, looked for the reason, and saw this, I spoke again, "Because in the yellow sand, our speed is not as fast as they are. If we meet in a while, the quicksand will kill us."

Lao Mo was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the yellow sand under his feet and immediately realized it. He immediately pulled the lead camel and ran to the rock wall. Compared with the yellow sand, the ground is more than twice as strong as it is, but it is also difficult to walk twice as hard as it is.

After the camels passed, their speed slowed down significantly. Fortunately, our distance was enough. When the camels arrived at the rocks, the group of hell marching ants had not yet followed.

After getting on the rock ground, the speed slowed down a lot, and soon the hell march ants emerged on the yellow sand on the side, about thirty meters away from us, which made Lao Mo and I tremble at the same time.

"Lao Mo, can you let the camel rest?"

I spoke in a deep voice.

Lao Mo nodded when he heard this, and pulled the lead camel with a hand to calm it down. Because the lead camel is highly spiritual, Lao Mo pulled it down and immediately led the lead camel down, along with the camel behind it.

After all the camels fell down, I made a big gesture to Lao Mo and told him to stand still.

After the hell march ants emerged, they slowly approached us. The reason why I did this was just to verify a guess in my heart.

The danger of this conjecture is very high, no less than a huge gambling. We watched the guys come through the yellow sand. The distance is getting closer and closer to us. I could hear the camel's anxiety and Lao Mo's nervousness, and I also felt a fluctuation in my heart.

The Hell marching ants emerged from a place not far from us, and the distance was about four or five meters.

That is the distance between the yellow sand and the rocky land. After they emerged, the leading marching ants shook the tentacles above their heads and kept trembling, as if they were exploring something, but we were only a little distance away from them.

It should be completely visible, but strangely, their vision does not seem to be very good, and the way they are used to track the enemy is the tentacles above the head.

Seeing this, I was overjoyed and continued to signal Lao Mo not to move. The marching ant shook his tentacles and tried for a long time. It seemed that he had not got the information it wanted. He waited on the yellow sand for a long time before slowly retreating.

I retreated into the yellow sand with the hell marching ants behind me and gradually moved away. Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief and sat in my butt, gasping heavily.

To be honest, my behavior was completely a bet on my life, but fortunately, we won the bet, and won the group of murderers who didn't blink.

"Huh……How did you find that they can't be seen?"

Lao Mo also sat down and asked at me.

Upon hearing this, I glanced at him, then pointed to the yellow sand, "When we walk on the yellow sand, the yellow sand will inevitably shake due to the squeeze. When those guys were in the canyon, only the person who got off the car and checked was dead. Didn't you notice that there was still one person in the car, and he survived because he didn't have time to get off?"

I spoke.

Lao Mo's brows sank upon hearing this, "I really didn't pay attention to this, so how did they notice us? It's so far away, and it's also passing through the rock wall."

Lao Mo Road.

"Because of the slight movements of the body and the uneasiness of the camels, they smelled a deep sense of fear."

I said. Since they cannot see, the other senses must be outstanding. Because we see people dying, our hearts are vibrating, and subtle movements will inevitably occur on our bodies. In addition, the camel behind us is restless and we are found to be purely normal.

The location we were in before was originally connected with the canyon. Although it seemed impossible to be discovered, it was indeed discovered, otherwise we would not have caught up.

Lao Mo took a long breath of air conditioning when he heard this, and looked at the yellow sand in front of him with an ugly face.

"What should I do now? Sitting still without moving?"

He asked.

"Lao Mo, do you know the characteristics of hell marching ants? For example, living habits or something?"

I asked.

Lao Mo was silent after hearing this, thinking hard about the living habits of the hell marching ants. Finally, he seemed to think of something and clapped his hands and said, "In the early years, a so-called expert came here. He entered the desert with my camel caravan. Although he didn't meet that time, the expert told us some knowledge about the hell marching ants."

"He said that hell marching ants are mutants of ordinary marching ants, and their food needs are stronger than those of ordinary marching ants, so the desert is desolate. By migrating, they walk back and forth in any corner of the desert, waiting for an opportunity to hunt down all living bodies entering the desert."

"It is good news to move. We will wait in place and try our best to walk on the rocks. Without the vibration of quicksand, we will probably not be easily noticed."

I said, Lao Mo's words were good news, what I was afraid of was that these guys were settled and kept in one place.

Then we will be really trapped. After all, there are not many rocks for us to walk on, and there will always be times when we walk on the yellow sand.

If they don't leave at that time, they will definitely meet them. If these creatures face them head-on in the desert, it is almost equivalent to death.

Lao Mo nodded after hearing this and signaled to follow my method. We should take a break when we are in place.

It took me forty or fifty minutes before I got up and walked forward, pulling the camel to the rock land. Lao Mo led the team, while I was always staring at the movements of the yellow sand to prevent them from suddenly turning back.
Chapter completed!