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"Don't think about it, the time that the water has come out is shorter and shorter, and it's less and less. You should be honest with me. Maybe I can eat you later."

"You won't eat me. It's not easy for you to get a job. You'll have to be addicted to chatting." Mo Bao closed her eyes and felt that her physical strength was losing and her whole body was burning. Her words became more and more feeble: "when you finish your addiction, I guess I'll be almost baked. Sprinkle a little bit of pepper noodles. Remember to turn them over and bake them evenly before they taste good."

Mo Bao's stomach was growling. She was so hungry. The water she had just drunk had already evaporated. The corners of her mouth were dry and the smell of blood was diffused in her mouth. Mo Bao's heart was silent, and she was really worthy of her name.

"Well, how do you know I'm talkative?"

Mo Bao has no strength to answer. He has no strength to answer. Where he has been, there is no grass. Where he lives, he is angry and resentful. Naturally, he has no company to speak. Otherwise, Mo Bao will faint in front of his eyes.

"Why did you pass out before you answered my question?" Without waiting for the answer, the rain raised her hand to make complaints about the ink, and looked at her worn legs and the purple green. She was directly Tucao: "indeed, it is a fragile person, so I can hardly wait to come to live, and I will faint."

Although fainted, also failed to stop the drought chat nagging addiction.

"If you don't wake up again, I'll eat you. Tell me how you can make yourself in such a mess with Youming. How did you live so long that you haven't been swallowed by other beasts? I'm so kind-hearted. I still want you to take more breath."

"Forget it. I'm in a good mood today. I'll save you."

As soon as he raised his right hand, pieces of sand floated up and covered the ink treasure. His lips moved and he recited words. Bits of broken awns spilled from the sand and fell into the ink treasure's body. Sand floated up and more pieces of broken awns fell into the ink treasure's body. His green eyes became more and more dignified. Just how could an ordinary person need to do this Many auras are consumed. Even a different beast doesn't need so much aura.

Looking at Mo Bao, who is still in a coma, he stops, and all the sand wrapped with Mo Bao falls back to the ground. Mo Bao lies on his back in the air with his eyes closed tightly, and his blue green eyes fall on Mo Bao's face. His doubts deepen: who is she?

In the distance, the fierce storm approached, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

Without raising his head, he raised his hand and took a large area of sand to meet him. For a moment, the whole world was covered by sandstorm. Mo Bao's body fell back to the sand, and his hand fell directly on Mo Bao's head.

"I wanted to save your life, but it's a pity that life doesn't treat you well. I can only..."

"cough, cough, water."

Mo Bao slowly opened his eyes. To his green eyes, his eyes were quickly attracted by the fierce sandstorm behind her. Is this the end of the world?

"Han Yu, this is you"

"it's not me, it's uncle Chu." Seeing that Mo Bao woke up, he slowly withdrew his hand and stood up. His voice was rare and dignified: "it's not the right time for you to appear. I won't take your life. Whether you can survive depends on your nature."

With that, he went straight to the center of the storm.

"Wait a minute." Mo Bao's mouth is not finished, eating sand full of mouth, in front of where there is still the figure of drought, she looked up at the more and more rampant sandstorm, drought left, also took the protection of Mo Bao, strong sense of suffocation came, countless sand hit Mo Bao, pain of her breath, she silently spit out the sand, hold up the ghost in front of her.

The sound of swords rings out and resists most of the sandstorms, giving Mo Bao a chance to breathe. She dares not stay, but hastens to run for her life with the nether world. This battle level is not for her to participate in.

The whole world is covered with sandstorms. After walking for a while, Mo Bao is more and more difficult. There are collisions and animal roars in midair. She can't see what kind of beast is fighting against Han Yu. Her intuition is also a powerful role.

Seeing the battlefield expand, Mo Bao silently discusses with the sword in his hand.

"Youming, can you still lead me to a place with water? I can't. I can get out of this desert

After a low sound of the sword, Youming suddenly becomes a dagger, and the sound of resisting the sandstorm disappears. The whole person of Mo Bao is instantly buried by the sand, and the last thing she can see is two monsters fighting together in midair.

Before calling for help, Mo Bao was completely submerged below. This time, she was going to die. Her right hand was suddenly empty, and the netherworld sword disappeared in her palm. Mo Bao felt that her body was falling, falling, weightless and falling. She completely lost control of her body.

Bang!

Mo Bao's body fell into the water, splashed and sank to the bottom. In her blurred vision, Mo Bao seemed to see a vigorous man jump into the water and swim over. She wanted to ask for help, but she was completely in the dark.

Between the ups and downs of consciousness, Mo Bao seems to hear a lot of voices in her ears."Why, she's curious. What's this?"

"Send her to mother-in-law pan first. If she is really sent by the drought, smash her into meat mud and force her to show her true shape."

"I'd better wait for uncle Chu to come back."

...

when Mo Bao woke up again, before she opened her eyes, she felt that her whole body was scattered and the frame had been reassembled. There was no place that didn't hurt. She thought of those sounds in her mind. She was so excited that she wouldn't be smashed into meat mud, would she? Mo baomeng opened his eyes and sat up to check his body. Well, arm or arm, leg or leg.

"You wake up."

Cold light voice suddenly came, followed by a steaming thing in front of Mo Bao: "eat it."

It's thicker than Mo Bao's wrist. Looking at something like yam, it exudes a faint meat flavor. Mo Bao swallows and doesn't dare to pick it up. Her eyes fall on the big hand holding the thing. The hand is covered with thick cocoons, and the sweat on the back of the hand is thick and black, like grass. Her eyes follow the hand. A gorilla's face appears in front of Mo Bao, and her eyes are bright Two words immediately flashed into my mind: King Kong!

is as like as two peas on the screen, but it is the sum of three ink pieces.

"Eat it."

That King Kong sees Mo Bao to look at it to be in a trance, will send the thing a bit closer to urge: "eat."

Mo Bao took things, but did not immediately send them to the entrance. Although she was hungry, she still insisted on saying, "thank you for saving me. Where is this?"

"I didn't save you. I saved you. This is Zhongshan. Who are you? Where is it from? Why do they appear on the boundary of drought? " There are three questions in succession, one is sharper than the other, especially the last one. King Kong's tone is murderous.