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Chapter 109 Horseshoe

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    The old man with white beard asked slowly, "Girl doll, which direction do you think we are in at the moment?"

    How would I know

    I have never been to Cangran, nor have I been to this desert.

    My brother once said that this is the desert of death near the border of Cangran.

    That is, it is near Cang Ran. If you find the right exit, it won't be too far away.

    I pointed left and right randomly, and said vaguely, "Maybe it's over there? Maybe it's over there?"

    The old man with the white beard rolled his eyes, pouted and said, "What's the use if you say it or not?"

    I pouted quietly, "Then you still ask me, if I knew, I would have taken you out of here long ago."

    He sat there quietly, and said quietly, "Hey, girl, are you thirsty?"

    I raised my eyes to look at the scorching sun in the sky, sighed softly, with a dry feeling in my throat, "Thirsty, how can such a big sun not be thirsty."

    The white-bearded old man wrinkled his wrinkled forehead, and exhaled deeply, "Can you hold on until tomorrow? By tomorrow, the old man's skill should be able to recover. By then, he will definitely be able to  Get out of this desert."

    It's okay to have nothing to eat, but there is not a drop of water to drink.  Moreover, the temperature in this place is dry, and the throat feels dry after a while, how can it last a day?

    I lowered my voice, trying not to let the remaining moisture in my mouth drain.

    "Do you think you can last until tomorrow?"

    The white-bearded old man stroked his beard lightly, and said in a low voice, "This old man is very powerful, so I can do it."

    I whispered, "Then let's try."

    Now that there is no other way but to wait for him to recover his skills, just wait like this, if not, what else can he do?

    If you go to find the exit, not only may you not find it, but you will waste more physical strength, and if you take one more step, you will waste your life.

    And it will take a long time to find the exit.

    No one can guarantee that we will not run out of life during these times.

    Unless there will be a person who is familiar with the desert here to take us away, otherwise, we can only wait, we can only wait here quietly, and we don¡¯t know whether it will be death or nectar.

    The old man with the white beard also quietly closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

    I found a place to sit down, only to feel the sand burn my body.

    I hissed lightly and didn't want to move my body anymore.

    Just sit here, there is nothing you can do anyway, the sand all around is as hot as fire.

    My consciousness is gradually blurred. I don't know how long it has been at this moment. I can only see the scorching sun in the sky moving slowly.

    The temperature seems to be more stuffy.

    I subconsciously want to tear off my shirt, wanting to let my body feel a bit of cool air.

    The old man with white beard suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Pull up your clothes! Don't show any skin."

    I panted, "I'm so hot, why is it so hot this day, wasn't it cold just now, wasn't my feet frozen by ice and snow just now?"

    The old man with white beard shouted, "Girl doll! You should be sober! Hey!"

    I opened my eyes in a daze, but there was still a piece of yellow sand in front of my eyes.

    Brother Where am I?

    When are you coming to take me home?

    I am so hot, my throat is so dry, and there seems to be a bloody smell in my throat.

    I vaguely saw the old man with white beard get up, took out something from his arms, and walked towards me.

    My nose suddenly smelled a faint peach fragrance, is it my illusion?

    The old man with the white beard brought the thing to my mouth, and he shouted, "Hey! Bastard! Open your eyes! Eat it!"

    What to eat?

    Where can there be food for such a large yellow sand?

    What is he talking about?  What did he put in my mouth?

    Why does it smell so good, I really want to bite it down.

    I opened my mouth stupidly, and at that moment, there was a burst of sweetness in my mouth.

    It tastes so sweet, at that moment, the dryness in my throat seemed to be alleviated.

    I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the thing next to my mouth. It turned out that it was a peach.

    My voice was weak and powerless, "Stinky old man! You have peaches, why didn't you take them out earlier!"

      The old man with a white beard said with a straight face, "If you took it out earlier, I'm afraid you would have eaten that peach early on. How can you save it until the last moment to save your life? You take it by yourself and eat slowly, the old man will not talk to you."  Robbed."

    I took the peach from his hand and took a big bite.

    The sweet juice moistened my dry throat, and slowly, gradually, I became more energetic.

    When I was almost halfway through my meal, I saw the frown of the white-bearded old man, and asked in a low voice, "Senior, are you thirsty?"

    He is much older than me, and at this moment, he is the one who needs water the most.  Besides, what if his physical strength is already exhausted before he recovers his skill tomorrow, what should he do?

    By then, wouldn't we be sure to die in the desert?

    The white-bearded old man waved his hand, and replied in a low voice, "I have profound skills, and I won't be thirsty. You can eat, and leave me alone."

    In fact, the old man with the white beard was a little bit unruly, but he was still very good.

    I looked at the half peach in my hand reluctantly, and said firmly, "If you don't mind, I'll give you the half."

    The old man with white beard replied without hesitation, "I hate you, so I won't eat your leftover peaches!"

    I whispered, "Senior, stop joking. It's already a critical moment. Senior, it's better to take care of your own life. If something happens to you, I don't know what to do by myself."

    The old man with the white beard scolded, "How can something happen to the old man, you girl, what are you thinking about!"

    It's not because I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on

    I looked at the half piece of peach in my hand, it seemed that the scorching sun was roasting its juice.

    I looked deeply at the white-bearded old man, but saw something bulging in his arms.

    I got up slowly, walked into him, and saw another juicy peach in his arms.

    I pouted and took a big bite of the peach in my hand, "Smelly old man! You still have a peach!"

    The old man with white beard frowned suddenly, and seemed to hesitate, "If you eat all these peaches in a short time, and you don't have any energy for the night, what should you do? You have to keep one."

    I asked suspiciously, "How many did you keep?"

    The old man with the white beard shook his head, and said seriously, "No, this is the only one. Really, this is the only one left. This is what I stuffed in my arms on the way before I left."

    I asked again, "Is it really gone?"

    The old man with white beard said firmly, "It's really gone, you can trust me this time."

    If he has a lot of peaches, he probably won't keep the last one.

    I took another bite of the peach in my hand, "Okay, then I will trust you now."

    The yellow sand seemed to raise the sound of horseshoes.

    The old man with white beard suddenly became excited, he looked around, "Girl doll! Listen quickly! Is this someone coming!"

    I listened carefully, and it seemed that it was really the sound of horseshoes.

    Moreover, there is definitely more than one person in this burst of horse hooves.

    The old man with the white beard asked, "Girl doll, take a look, where is the sound of the horse's hooves?"

    Where did the sound of horseshoes come from?

    If many people come, we may be saved.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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