The continuous sand dunes block the view, and only the sand on the dunes is brought up with the gust of wind.

There was a piece of yellow sand around, no other green plants, and no plants were even seen, and even those strongly survivable plants on the desert were not seen.

A ragged man climbed up the sand dune step by step. He was a tall young man with wide shoulders and strong body. His strong muscles on his exposed shirts were tight. He dragged a simple stone hammer with one hand. It was made on the spot and was temporarily made. The stone hammer was not modified or drilled holes. Instead, he directly tied a stone and a stone stick together with a very tough vine in the desert, and added a cloth strip.

On the arms exposed outside, the crisscrossing wounds have condensed, and you can clearly see the coagulated blood mixed with sand and dust. You can feel the stinging pain caused by the wounds everywhere on your body at every step, but after getting used to it, I became numb and gradually ignored the pain.

Not far behind him were a few people with disheveled faces. Their clothes were no longer visible. Their lips were slightly white due to lack of water, and their eyes were blank. They just followed the people in front of them mechanically. If they had a choice, they didn't even want to breathe. The air was too hot and dry, and the wind was filled with a breath of death and despair.

"Da Ren, did you see anything in front?" asked an older man, his voice full of dryness and sluggishness. Every word was difficult to say, and it was like slowly squeezed out.

The man who had climbed up the sand ridge supported the ground with a stone hammer, and most of the weight of his body was pressed on the stone hammer to reduce the weight and look into the distance. He originally had a sword in his hand, which was the most successful weapon he had made so far. Craftsmen always liked to carry their excellent achievements in their hands, which was also a display of their abilities. However, here, those excellent achievements have become dangerous things to attract, and until now, what he can hold in his hand is only a simple stone hammer that he would never look at before.

Hearing the inquiry from the people behind him, Gong Jiaren shook his head and dragged the stone hammer down.

The person who had a little hope heard such a reply, his eyes were dead silent again.

They have been in this desert for seventeen days, and after living for so many years, when did they live in such a mess? This is the first time that this kind of suffering was encountered. When they were in the royal city, when they said they were from the Gongjia family, they naturally would come over to give gifts. There were slaves in life. All they wanted to do every day was to cast, and there was no need to worry about the rest, but now, they regret it.

I regret not learning more survival skills, I regret not following the right person, I regret taking this step. If I stayed in the royal city at that time and chose another path, wouldn’t it be better?

Ten people came over together, and one of them was shot and killed while crossing the sea. I don’t know where the arrow was fired. Fortunately, Gong Jia was so vigilant that he led everyone to dodge, otherwise more people would die.

But after stepping into the desert, they found that it was even more difficult. They avoided the people who were chasing and avoided the people in Yanling, but there were not many dangers in the desert. The remaining nine people, two of them were dragged away by the desert beasts as food, and one of them betrayed them and snatched the sword of Gong Jiaren. Perhaps they wanted to use Gong Jiaheng's sword to surrender to the sand thief.

Yes. In the desert, in addition to the people from Yanling, there are also some scattered small forces, some of which were former slaves, and some were controlled by the fleeing slave owners. The people from Yanling have now shifted their targets and ignored them. These small forces have a chance to breathe. Those people, who dare not mess with Yanling, have killed others passing by the desert and snatched property.

After the two pieces of land approached, many people came over there, thinking about passing through the desert from the core of Yanling, but it also facilitated the sand thieves' activities. The sand thieves did not want to be too close to Yanling.

During the seventeen days in the desert, they had seen many corpses buried in the sand. No one knew who they were and which continent they came from. In the middle, they saw a team of sand thieves. They buried themselves with sand and hid behind the dunes before avoiding danger.

Now, there are only six of them left.

"It would be great if we could find the water source now." A man who was a little tougher than the A-M licked his chapped lips. Seeing that everyone was depressed, he took a deep breath, ripped out a smile, comforted him, "There will always be a turnaround, at least we are still alive now."

"Ah" One of them let out a helpless toothache moan and threw down the stone in his hand as a weapon. Because of hunger, thirst, and the difficulties along the way, even if he wanted to yell irritably to vent his anger, he could only scream weakly as if he sighed. "If you want to continue walking in such a place, why not let me die! Death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong under his feet and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Although they had insufficient experience in such an environment, they had been a little vigilant about the crisis after so many days.

"Be careful!" Gong Jiaren shouted.

A sand lizard suddenly rushed out of the sand, biting the legs of the person who was standing there just now and was about to retreat, and dragging it down.

The others didn't care about sighing and feeling now, and hurriedly hugged the man's upper body. One of their two companions who were eaten by the sand beast was dragged into the ground like this, so fast that they couldn't even pull it.

Although the sand lizard had no teeth, it was very powerful to bite the mouth of both legs. The man couldn't even kick his legs. The more he struggled, the tighter the sand lizard bit and pulled it backwards, as if he wanted to snatch the prey from the other party's companion.

"ah!"

The person who was bitten on his legs let out a pain. This was not the weak sigh just now, and the screaming was even more miserable. He had no doubt that he would be torn off if he continued like this!

Bang!

A stone hammer hit the head of the sand lizard exposed outside the sand, making a sound of a hard object hitting it.

The head of the sand lizard covered with scales was smashed off a piece of scale in the palm area, and blood was flowing out, and the mouth also loosened under the smash.

The people who left the mouth of the beast, regardless of the pain in their legs, quickly retreated to find the stone around them that they had just thrown down. They had no weapons in their hands, so they could only pick up some stones and use them as weapons, or some animal bones and human bones that they saw in the middle of the journey.

Others also used the stones in their hands to hit the sand lizard, or stabbed the sand lizard with sharp bones. Unfortunately, the sand lizard saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape. It hit another hammer, and the airflow driven by the hammer made a sound of exhaling, hitting its eyes.

It seemed as if the grit of grit was grinding from the mouth of the sand lizard, and its head was shrunk to the side. Others also quickly followed and smashed and stabbed the wounded and fragile place on the sand lizard's head.

After getting out of danger, they had already realized that this was food, a rare food.

Everyone stared at the sand lizard's eyes and emitted a fierce green light.

Finally, after the sand lizard was forced to pull out a small part from the sand, it was cut off under the siege of the six people.

Gong Jiaren fell on the sand and gasped. After hitting three hammers just now, he almost exhausted his strength to pull the sand lizard out of the sand ground.

Not only the tough guys of the Imperial College, but the others also fell on the sand and lost all their strength to stand.

However, if this sand lizard that had just died was not dealt with quickly, it would attract other sand beasts, so the six people had no time to rest slowly.

Gong Jiaren crawled over and took a sip of the blood flowing from the sand lizard. He didn't know if the blood was poisonous, but he had no choice.

The blood was thick and fishy, ​​and there were many sand particles. They didn't care about it. They all crawled onto the dead sand lizard, licking blood and eating meat, like other beasts in the desert. They were all forced by survival.

Sacrifice

The sound of sand sliding sounded.

The six people looked around vigilantly. After seeing this, their pupils shrank and their faces were scared.

One, two, three, four...five! A total of five sand lizards emerged from under the sand and surrounded them.

The one just now had almost exhausted them. Although they drank some beast blood, they could not recover in such a short time, let alone dealing with five sand lizards at the same time!

It's over!

This is the only thing they can think of at this time.

"What... what to do?" One of them shivered, and just now he licked the blood of the beast and his face was covered with blood. When the wind blew, a lot of sand was stuck on it. I couldn't see clearly, and I could only see those frightened eyes.

What else can I do? Either wait for death or fight to the death, there are only these two choices.

Run? Their current physical strength can run past the sand lizard?

Gong Jiaren closed his eyes and held the stone hammer's hand tightly. They had no way out, and they had no way out as early as the royal city. Gong Jiaheng asked them to escape here. They had lived so long. After wasting Gong Jiaheng so much effort, they were unable to get out of here in the end.

Since you can't avoid death, you can only fight!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and Gong Jiaren looked at the sand lizard approaching directly in front of him, dragged the stone hammer and stood up, smearing blood around his eyes to avoid disturbing his vision.

"Da Ren..."

The man who was still lying next to the dead sand lizard saw Gong Jiaren like this and picked up the stone skull at his hand. Although they knew that the things in their hands would not have any effect on these sand lizards, they now have no other weapons in their hands. It is better to have something than to have empty hands. If they can't stand it, they can still end it themselves.

Looking at the approaching sand lizard, Gong Jiaheng rushed in front, his eyes full of determination, and a loud roar broke out in his throat.

The sand lizard, which was getting closer and closer to Gong Jiaheng, turned around and ran away.

The tough guy who has already swung the stone hammer: "..."

Others: "…"

Look at the sand lizards surrounding them in other directions, all ran away, the one who ran fast, as if they were running for life.

Bang!

Somewhere on the ground, a sand lizard was blown away and rolled several times in the air.

A figure rushed out from under the sand, and under the scorching sun, it was filled with a dark blue light.

"What a big bug!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!