Chapter 278

Evil Shao smiled bitterly in his heart. He has practiced martial arts for more than ten years. He has never slackened in cold winter and heat, but he can't beat Zhao Changyuan anyway. Maybe the crux is here.

After a dead silence, the horse bandits who lost the thief's head suddenly fell into chaos, unloaded their weapons and fled in all directions.

Zhao Changyuan unloaded the guy from the horse's ass, gestured to He Yong to prepare for pursuit, and ordered the evil boy, "here you are."

But just as he was about to chase, Gong Yueyue grabbed him by the arm“ We have nothing to lose, don't we? "

He guessed that she was worried about her own safety. As soon as her heart was warm, he touched her face and said softly, "madam, don't worry, just a group of thieves can't hurt me. I'll be back soon. "

"Don't..." when she tried to persuade him again, he had stepped out and chased her, leaving her a more and more distant figure.

She sighed helplessly, went to the horse, unloaded her water bag and took a drink. The wind and sand were getting stronger and stronger, which made her more and more agitated.

Evil little felt her emotional, smiled and asked, "don't you have the heart?"

She didn't speak, just turned the corners of her mouth, like acquiescence.

Evil little thought it was incredible. He raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "they just wanted to take you back and spoil you. Isn't it hateful?"

She also fed some water to the horse, then tied the water bag back, and finally sat on the ground“ I... don't have the heart. I just feel that I have to forgive others. There is only one life. You have to give people a chance to change, don't you think? "

When I heard her say this, I asked thoughtfully, "but what if they don't change? Isn't that going to harm others? "

She nodded, thought seriously, and then said, "what you said is also reasonable, but I always feel that there is always a priority in this sentencing. It's all one size fits all. Is it too cruel?" At least she worked in the law enforcement department of this era for a few days. How can the laws and regulations of the current Dynasty kill her head if she breaks the law?

Hearing what she said, evil Shao smiled helplessly, looked around and said calmly, "sentencing... At ordinary times, your big white goose may still have this patience. But look at our situation now. "

Gong Yueyue also looked at the flying sand all over the sky, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm really too hypocritical to say so." As soon as the voice fell, her eyes fell on the bolt corpse not far behind the evil young man

"Ah... Mom... It's terrible!" She suddenly bounced up from the ground like a carp, ran behind the tall horse and clung to the saddle. At this moment, the big monster gave her the greatest sense of security.

Her move not only startled the horse and camel, but also confused the villain“ What's the matter, surprised? "

She poked her head out from behind the horse's ass and pointed to the body behind the evil young man: "how did he move! Pretending to be a corpse, ah... Help! " She shouted and stamped her feet. She wanted to get on the horse and run away without a trace.

Evil little heart laugh, women in the end is a woman. You don't have to look back to know that it was just Zhao's stiff reaction. But when he really looked back, he immediately turned to her and said loudly, "come to me!"

Gong Yueyue reacted at this time. If there's anything wrong, what can that broken horse do? You might as well take refuge in Dongdu Xia! Thinking of this, she flashed to the evil young man.

The evil little pointed to the corpse and said to her, "look carefully, it's not him moving, it's the sand around him."

In this way, she became more nervous: "ah? No! " If it were a ghost, they might still have a fight, but what should they do if they were attacked by nature?

The evil little touched his lips and smiled bitterly: "this is trouble."

"What... What's the matter? No... no... sandstorm? " Her nervous words were incoherent and her lips turned white. But Zhao Changyuan is not around at this moment.

Evil Shao carefully observed the trend of the surrounding sky and sand flow, and said faintly, "I think it's a precursor."

"What about that?" She tried to keep calm, but her brain went blank.

Evil Shao saw her deep fear and couldn't bear to tease her. He said calmly and firmly, "we must find a place to avoid. Just now the big white goose said that the next is Youlan valley. I'll take you there first."

She immediately asked, "what about them?"

"The big white goose is more familiar here than us. He will try to protect himself. We have to avoid this disaster before we talk about anything else. " As he spoke, he brought the camel and the horse together.

Gong Yue pulled the horse rope and calmed down“ I'll lead the horse and you lead the camel. "

He tied the camel with a horse rope and tied two bundles to her arm“ It's too slow. I'll take you first. " Then she took her wrist and ran in the direction of Youlan valley.

The sandstorm is getting denser and denser. Gong Yueyue keeps falling down and is constantly pulled up by the evil young man to continue walking. It's not that her legs are soft and delicate, but that a lot of sand has blown into her eyes, and her vision is blurred.

The evil boy suddenly stopped his steps and shouted to the air: "big white goose, brother, I'm sorry for you!" Then he lifted Gong Yueyue's arm and carried her on his shoulder like carrying rice

Gong Yueyue's feeling at the moment is like drinking a kilo of Erguotou. She can't see or hear. Her brain is congested and her consciousness is confused. She could only feel that she was moving rapidly in the flying sand. She did not know where her direction was pointing, nor what kind of misfortunes and blessings she was about to face. She has only one prayer in her heart - to live, no matter herself, Zhao Changyuan, evil young or He Yong.

When she was placed on the ground, she rubbed her eyes and found that she was on the roof of a small stone city.

After arranging her properly, the evil young man charged, "just wait here and I'll bring the horses and camels."

She quickly stopped him: "don't go! It's too dangerous! "

He smiled faintly, but his tone was gentle but also very firm: "it doesn't matter. It seems that it's still in time. I should try anyway! Maybe I can meet a big white goose. " With that, he bypassed Gong Yueyue's side and jumped down on the stone wall, like an eagle flying in the desert

"Be sure to... Live." She shouted at the sound and shadow farther and farther downstairs“ Be sure to come back alive! "

She has experienced life and death. Perhaps the fear of death is not the greatest fear for her. Of course, that doesn't mean she looks back on death. After all, she now has children, a husband, girlfriends and family. Her quality of life is rich and happy, and there are more and more things she can't give up. But in contrast, the biggest suffering she is facing is not death itself, but a lonely and desperate death with worry about her lover and friends.

Holding the cold stone wall in her arms, she kept muttering to herself: "my husband, where are you? I'm so afraid... "I knew it would be like this. She should say anything to force Zhao Changyuan to stay. Although nine times out of ten he had a way to deal with the sandstorm with He Yong, she was worried that with his temperament, he would probably look for her like a headless fly in the desert.

Fortunately, He Yong was around him. At a critical time, the loyal subordinate still had a way to stabilize his temper. She felt a little relieved at the thought.

However, another haze is getting thicker and thicker in her heart“ Evil young... Are you still alive? " She whispered uneasily to herself in the direction of the evil boy's departure.

Although she has not personally experienced sandstorms, she has also learned about the terrible natural disasters in the desert in novels, networks and movies, which devour life only in an instant.

The evil little face, Du ruotong's face, flashed back and forth in her brain. She could not imagine how Du ruotong would survive the rest of her life if there were any mistakes.

She is even more afraid to speculate whether the young and fresh life of evil young is still continuing or has died

There is already chaos under the city tower, and the sand flow is rolling wildly at the speed of waves lapping the shore. For a moment, she even felt confused and thought she was on a lonely sail in the vast sea.

The temperature is getting lower and lower over time. But whether it was the gravel blowing across her face or the biting cold wind drilling into her skirt, it could not disperse her from her fear. She sometimes looked up at the lonely sky covered by dark clouds, sometimes looked down at the turbulent sand waves, and suddenly found that the horizontal plane of the sand waves seemed to be quietly approaching her

Now that things are at this juncture, it's useless to be afraid and worried. It's a narrow escape. Gong Yueyue doesn't intend to wait to die. She forced herself to be calm and clearly warned herself that her Zhao Changyuan and her friends with unique skills may be struggling for their own life now. There is no hero in her life at the moment. She must be her own savior.

She ran around the tower and found that the level of sand flow around the stone city was basically the same, but the situation in the East seemed a little better than that in the West. After all, the sandstorm was advancing from west to East, so she stayed on the roof of the east city, hoping to buy herself more time to plan for the next step.

"Calm down, calm down, Gong Yueyue, this is not the end."

"Bullets can't kill you. You must cheer up and there will be a way."

"God closed your door and must have left you a window. But... Where did you stay? "

"Calm down, there must be a way out..."

Her mouth chattered to cheer herself up, and like a greedy snake, she groped everywhere in this limited space for a moment. She was surprised to find that in this seemingly lifeless situation, her fear and anxiety disappeared. What remains is only the belief of survival and the strong fighting spirit of dying.