Celestial Masters Alliance

I couldn't find Duan Lingchao. I thought she must be at the front of the team. The team was so huge that I couldn't see the head or the tail. Most of what I could see were fully armed, surrounding me and the liar. They were so nervous, probably because they were afraid of Ma Tiantong and Zhang Lingxi. The troops at the rear were escorting equipment and supplies. Although they were carrying boxes, their leg strength did not drop at all. This showed that they were all well-trained elite soldiers and it was not easy to deal with them.

Uncle Qiming should be at the back of the team, because I caught a glimpse of the oxygen bags and tanks being transported in the team. Mu Mu, where are you? If you don't come to rescue us quickly, we will be finished when they reach their destination.

The entire team was very quiet, with no words or even coughs. It was even quieter than the Death Army. When it got dark, the team was not ready to stop and rest. Instead, they quickened their pace, as if they were being chased by something.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten my throat, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to take a break?"

The LEDs on the chests of the two men in black who carried me looked like the god of death under the red and white light. The men in black who followed me and were covered with bags took a few steps forward and plugged a hose. Into my mouth. After being exposed to the sun for a day, my mouth was already dry. I didn't care about what would be sucked out of the tube and just sucked it into my mouth.

After taking a few big sips, I realized that it was liquid food. I tasted it carefully and found that it seemed to be tomato milk-flavored rice noodles. It didn't taste bad, but it wasn't delicious either.

"I need to go to the toilet! Shit! Put me down quickly!" I begged the man in black with bags hanging all over his head. He seemed to be the hygienist in the team who took care of me.

The hygienist ignored me, put away the hose, and returned to his place in the line.

"Hey! I need to poop, put me down quickly, or I will poop in my pants!" I yelled, my voice echoing desolately under the starry night sky.

No one paid attention to me. It seemed impossible to find a chance to escape by myself.

Soon, the sedative mixed in the rice flour took effect, and I began to linger in chaos again. Why does Duan Lingchao keep us in a comatose state? Wouldn't it be better if we were escorted awake and on foot? Before I had time to guess, my consciousness had already left me.

The desert is not kind to the evaporation of human body water. Whenever I wake up, I am extremely thirsty. The man in black who is responsible for taking care of me always provides me with liquid food mixed with sleeping pills just right. I completely lost the concept of time. I only knew whether it was night or day.

I don't know if they took advantage of my sleepiness to rest secretly. In short, I only saw them running exhaustedly during the half-moment when I was awake. I finally understood why Duan Lingchao trapped me and the liar on a stretcher. They were chasing time and they didn't want to stop dealing with the little troubles we caused. This completely inhumane approach was really very Duan Lingchao.

Finally, I no longer had to be in a coma. When I woke up this time, the stretcher was parked on the ground, and the white and dry wind picked up the sand and drilled it directly into my nostrils. The scammer also parked next to me, twisting his body to fight against the power grid.

The men in black were scattered on the sand to rest in an orderly manner. Through my sunglasses, I could feel that their attention was focused on me and the liar. If the gaze is offensive, then the liar and I have been beaten into pieces at this moment.

I saw Duan Lingchao for the first time in so many days. She was wearing a big black mask on her face. Even so, I could find her in the crowd at a glance. This was a strange feeling. She was standing not far from me, folding her arms and listening quietly to the discussion of the other two. No! To be precise, I was listening to a person speak. Will that person be Ren Litian? I regained my composure and focused all my attention on that person.

He is tall and slender, with short hair on the temples and a short tuft of dreadlocks on the top of his head. He is wearing Givenchy's signature round-neck star leather jacket and a skull scarf around his giraffe-like neck. He seems to be a strong brand. The top card, this sultry dress reminds me of Zhang Lingxi. If he is Ren Litian, then this tattoo gang is too childish!

He held a compass in his hand, and while moving it around to find directions, he spoke to the people next to him. I felt funny in my heart, silently admiring this charlatan. He was able to trick a bunch of idiots into the desert to look for Fuxian Lake, which showed that his skills were extraordinary.

The woman he was talking to was also a strange woman, with a round face, small and delicate features, her hair was permed into fluffy curls and tied on the top of her head. She wore a short white shawl on her upper body, shorts and Martin boots on her lower body, and had a baton. sky! What kind of fancy dress is this? No matter how slender and beautiful your legs are, they shouldn't be exposed in the desert.

Duan Lingchao kept raising his hand to look at his watch while the two people were talking, ha! Are you still in a hurry in a place like this? Or are you planning when the sandstorm will come?

The liar used his mouth to hiss to attract my attention, and I turned around to find that he had already woken up and was looking around at his opponent like me. He motioned me with his eyes to look at the most remote part of the resting crowd.

It was a little difficult to peek in from where I was. The liar blocked my view, so I had to raise my head slightly to look. The people over there are really special. They are even better than the people holding compasses in their hands. They all wear black cloaks, the same style as the Grim Reaper holding a scythe in the anime. Everyone covered themselves tightly, as if they would be wiped out by the light.

There were five of them, scattered around a large box covered with black cloth, which was big enough to hold a bear. They did not sit on the ground or collapse on the sand like other men in black, but their whole bodies were tense and in a state of combat readiness. I could feel their tension from more than a hundred meters away.

One of the black cloaks seemed to have noticed my sight and turned his face towards me. I was so shocked that I froze there, trembling all over my body. I was sure that it was not because of fear, but because I really felt the chill emanating from them. The heat wave emanating from the dazzling yellow sand was slapped hard.

how so? Where did this chill come from? It wasn't until that person turned his head and avoided eye contact with me that I felt relieved and relaxed.

"Who are those people?" I asked the liar.

He was also trembling, and even his teeth couldn't stop clicking together to make a "gurgle" sound. "I don't know. Anyway, it feels bad!"

"Why doesn't Zhang Lingxi bring in the rescuers to rescue us?" I propped myself up and looked around regardless. Where did Duan Lingchao place Uncle Qiming? If you want to contain Mu Mu and me, you will definitely place Uncle Qiming not far from me, but Uncle Qiming can't stand this kind of environment.

I looked into the crowd, and the people in black sat up straight and saluted me, as if I was transforming into a monster.

"Are you awake?" The voice came from behind me, it was Duan Lingchao.

I turned to face her, and my attention was completely attracted by the scene behind her, a mirage! Just where Duan Lingchao and the pair of strangely dressed people were standing, the green mountain forest slowly appeared from virtual to real in the colorful auspicious light, and the scenery was so close that you could touch it.

"If you remove their power grid and enter Fuxian Forest, you won't be afraid of them running away!" Duan Lingchao explained to the people in black.

What? Entering Fuxian Forest? Does she mean we are going into a mirage? Is she crazy? Even primary school students know that mirages are just images refracted by light. Are we supposed to get us in there to play in the sand?

The man in black didn't question Duan Lingchao like I did. He roughly removed the power grid from me and the liar, and kept a pistol loaded with live ammunition against our bodies at all times.

Duan Lingchao's troops were well-trained, and in less than three minutes, all personnel were ready to go. Duan Lingchao said a few words to the gang of black robes, and then led the vanguard to escort me and the liar towards the mirage.

The emerald green mountain forest was wrapped in a halo of ever-changing colors, like a dream. I thought that every time I took a step towards it, it would take a step back, and we would never get close to it, until the pair of fancy clothes and Duan Lingchao stepped into the aperture. I just discovered that after experiencing Dragon Breath Island, I should believe in all the incredible existences.