Chapter 1048: Similar food

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Chapter 1048
Seeing that the sky is getting darker and darker, the temperature is only a matter of moments.
Meng Bai put the treated sand fox skin on his body, and his eyes looked at the distance with a slight gaze.
When you enter the place, it is desert, and all the plants you see are all yellow.
He was sent here half a month ago. He had no smoke. He took the food and water he had on his way to find a companion, but he never heard from him or even know where he was.
Later, all the food and water on the body were not there, and he could only kill some World of Warcraft to drink blood and eat meat.
On the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and people are scarce. In the past ten days, he has passed through a small tribe.
The tribe also lived in the desert for a long time, and never sent any information to him. Therefore, Meng Bai had to continue to use his own methods to find companions.
The desert is full of yellow everywhere. Under the sand on the ground, there are some clusters of Warcraft from time to time. The attack power is not strong, but there are many.
Meng Bai had encountered several waves and was almost killed there. This road has actually strengthened his strength because of this experience.
"I don't know how they are. If they are also in this ghost place, how can they be accidentally missed?" Meng Bai said, muttering in the sky.
"It is best to fall to a better place. It is best not to have the killing of the beast door. It is best... to meet each other soon..."
......
In another desert, the obvious prayers of Meng Bai were not fulfilled, because others were very similar to his experiences.
Day and night rushed to an oasis in the distance, although I already knew that it might be a mirage, but still rushed in that direction.
In this endless desert, even if it is a mirage, it is better than no target.
The speed was at its best, and the night did not even notice that he accidentally broke into a group of Warcraft sites.
When I stepped on a sand pile inadvertently, my body slammed down.
I was shocked by the night, and I quickly turned up and flew up into the air and looked down. I saw that the place I had just stepped on had become a quicksand!
"How could this be?" said the night and frowned.
If there is quicksand here, I am afraid that it will be discovered long ago. How can it not appear until she stepped on it?
And she just stepped on the place, it is the center of the trachoma of the entire quicksand!
The next moment, the night and night suddenly heard this quiet desert, there was a "sound rate" sound, as if there was something close to this place, people just listened to a goose bump.
Almost out of instinct for a dangerous reaction, the night did not hesitate to enter the battle state.
A bright red dress is extremely dazzling, and a sharp snake sword appears in the hand, watching the surroundings with vigilance.
Suddenly, just waiting for the night, a shadow directly flung from behind the night, and the tail of the cold light directly went to the night!
"brush!"
The night sky flashed, and the snake sword waved on the hand, and the tail needle was directly pulled to the side.
Then, a smug sword stabbed toward the black shadow, "噗嗤" pierced the shadow directly!
Until then, it was discovered that the night was only a four- to five-year-old human-sized nephew!
The scorpion pierced by himself was unable to twist his body on the ground, and then he died completely.
However, the night is not relaxing at all - how she would not know that the scorpions in the desert are all gregarious animals!
It seems to be in order to confirm her conjecture. The voice of "the rate of reading" is becoming more and more obvious, as if it can cover all other sounds.
Just listening to the sound, you can know that there are no fewer than one hundred, or even more!
The eyes are cold and cold, and when I hear the voice, I know that I am surrounded. All of them are the kind of blind.
But even if she knew that she didn't dare to move, because as long as she squirmed, all the scorpions would be rushed, and instead they would be overwhelmed by the slap in the face, and it would be better to guard against them at any time.
This kind of scorpion is in the middle of the desert and is hidden in the sand layer. It is called "Sand."
A medium-sized World of Warcraft, the ordinary sand shovel and the four- or five-year-old children are generally the size, but each Satay family will have a Satay King, which is comparable to an adult.
And compared to the scorpions that can only be attacked with the tail needle, the Shaying King is able to lead to quicksand.
If there is no guessing, I am afraid that the quicksand will be made by the king of Shaying.
The night is carefully observed around, and once you change the direction, you can feel it for the first time.
Sure enough, after the "sound rate" sound became closer, suddenly all stopped.
At this moment, the night and night are more certain, and those who are hidden under the sand layer have the existence of the king of the sand!
"嗖-"
The night is instinctive, and the snake sword on the hand is directly behind the body.
"砰", even with the cold tail of the needle collided with a spark!
"嗖--"
"嗖,嗖嗖--"
Each of the shadows constantly flew out of the sand and rushed straight into the air.
A sharp tail is inserted in the shadow of black, and stabs to the middle of the red shadow!
Above the desert, those sand dunes are no longer hidden.
The sand shovel, which was far away from the distance, seemed to be afraid of not eating food. He hurriedly drilled out of the sand layer, and quickly climbed toward the night, and the poison needle at the tail lifted high, as if to promote his own. Great.
The nighttime face was heavy, and the snakes and swords in the hands continued to dance. The sound of a clear sound was heard in the desert, and the black shadows constantly fell from the sky. They fell on the ground and soon were eaten by their own kind.
But even so, there are still a lot of sands that are rushing upwards, as if they are endless.
......
The corpse of the volcano, the cloud dance is hidden by the black arrogance, wrinkled his brows hidden in a corner, listening to the sound of people coming and going.
The thing really is the same as that of the Xuan Yi man. From the time he left, there were new blood corps masters in the stronghold.
In fact, shortly after the first wave of high school players, there have been experts.
Only recently did not know why, suddenly there was the appearance of the beasts, and the blood corpse formed a patrol, and the protection of the base was very good.
Even if it is a cloud dance, it is difficult to successfully kill a small team without disturbing other blood bodies.