Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

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Lin Yuyan held her head in her hands, her face was full of sadness. Han Ling and Mo Qing had lost contact for several days.

In the past few days, she didn't think about tea or food, and she was waiting for the news that Zhang Yiming brought back from outside every day.

However, after a few days, she was disappointed again and again.

Also disappointed were Song Lingxiu and Ayi.

"Dessert is here!"

Heyette walked in with a dinner plate and smiled.

He glanced at the group of women who sat sullenly on the sofa.

"The sun is so bright outside, so don't be sad all the time. Allah will bless Mr. Mo and Ms. Han."

Lin Yuyan glanced at the sweets on the dinner plate, picked up a piece of pastry with her fingers, and sighed, "Thinking of the hardships they may be facing now,

I just don't have any appetite"

As she spoke, she swallowed half a palm-sized dessert in one gulp.

The corner of Heyet's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: Does this mean you have no appetite? !

Lin Yuyan bit the pastry and said, "Little Heyette, my sister is very unhappy now, tell me a story,

Aren't your big food countries rich in fables? "

Heyet thought for a while, "If there is a story to tell, it is very famous in our area, and it is called Guilty Crown."

Lin Yuyan immediately became interested when she heard the name, "I know, present a salute to the birth of the king!"

Heyet was confused, and said in pure Northeast dialect, "What is this talking about?"

"Ahem, you say your own, don't care about those unimportant things"

"The origin of Guilty Crown was 400 years ago. At that time, this area was not a desert. It was once a fertile grassland, with green water and green mountains, and strong cattle and horses."

"Here there is a monarch named Mai De, who is cruel and cruel, oppressing the peasants, and his name is not worth living for a while"

"Finally, the people could no longer bear his oppression, they revolted and overthrew the tyranny of the monarch"

"But Mai De saw that the situation was over, and fled towards the grassland"

"Maybe God couldn't stand it, and sent down punishment. After Med fled to the grassland, the fertile land turned into a desert.
The grass has disappeared, and the temperature is gradually rising, and the heat has evaporated the moisture in the body of this tyrannical monarch.”

"He turned into a mummy and buried forever in the desert"

After hearing this, Lin Yuyan couldn't help asking, "So what does this have to do with the Guilty Crown?"

"The story is not over yet," Heyet continued: "After Maide's death, his soul is immortal and hidden in his crown."

"I look forward to the day when I can take revenge and rule the world again, and whoever gets this crown will become his puppet, and will never be reborn forever!"

"Gone?"

"Gone"

"It's such a boring story!" Lin Yuyan couldn't help complaining, "Look at Ayi, I'm drowsy after hearing it."

Heyet curled his lips, "Don't you believe it, just a month ago, someone discovered that sinful crown!"

Lin Yuyan asked suspiciously, "Is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Heyet was very confident. "There are hundreds of gemstones inlaid on it, and the middle one is this big."

As he spoke, he gestured with his hands.

However, Lin Yuyan just let out a perfunctory "Oh".

Compared with this illusory sin crown, she was more concerned about Mo Qing, Han Ling, and the taste of the other pastries on the table.

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Mo Qing crouched in the shadow of the highest point of the hill, stuck his head out and looked into the distance.

Two cars were parked nearly one kilometer away from him.

For travelers lost in the desert, this should be something to be happy about.

But at the moment he was not happy at all.

Because just a few minutes ago, he heard a gunshot.

There is a gun on the opposite side.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Mo Qing's heart was extremely vigilant.

The distance was too far, and he couldn't see clearly what happened on the other side of the car. He could only vaguely see a person lying on the ground, and three men standing next to him seemed to be arguing.

In addition, he also saw a shining thing.

I don't know exactly what it is, but it is very dazzling.

Mo Qing thought about whether to go a little further and see clearly what these people were doing.

Suddenly, he saw one of them raise his hand, and then another shot.

One fell to the ground.

After that, no one who fell down was seen getting up again.

The man with the gun also wanted to kill the last living person, but the man was scared and ran away in a panic.Several bullets missed.

The man also managed to escape into the off-road vehicle.

After that, the people who fled into the car appeared to have found weapons, and anyway, a shootout broke out between the two.

In the end, no one died, and one person and one car drove away.

From start to finish, there should be no more than 5 minutes in between.

After the person left, Mo Qing immediately ran back under the tree and told Han Ling what he had seen.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, there was no sign of anyone coming back.

Mo Qing and Han Ling immediately sneaked to the side of the two corpses and searched them.

Judging from the appearance of the two deceased, they were more European, with blond hair and blue eyes, and their already fair skin became even whiter after their death.

As a staunch materialist fighter, Mo Qing did not shy away from the dead in the slightest.

He directly groped for the deceased's pockets and pockets to see if he could find something good inside.

Two daggers, a lighter, a pack of cigarettes, two mobile phones, and some cash.

Other than that, nothing else.

Mo Qing took out a cigarette and took a deep puff.

Although he didn't have any of the things he wanted, such a pack of cigarettes was enough.

Tired, sleepy, take one, it's better than a living god.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Mo Qing dug a hole by the way, buried them, and made a monument with a dagger.

At any rate, they took other people's things, built a grave for them, and erected a monument, which is considered a courtesy.

After finishing these chores, the two returned to the shade of the tree, waiting for the sunset.

The day was spent in a daze.

There is no evening that will not come, and no one will not leave.

The temperature returned to the most comfortable temperature again. Although it was only a short ten minutes, it was enough to give people the most comfortable relaxation.

After resting last night and the whole day, Mo Qing's physical strength returned to the best state.

There is still the last 25 kilometers left, and persistence is victory.

The yellow sand once again printed the footprints of the two trekking, and was finally buried by the wind and sand.

The light from the sky merged into the bright crescent moon.

In the remaining light, Mo Qing saw an off-road vehicle, it was parked so alone in the desert, the driver was nowhere to be seen with the open cab door.

The vigilance in Mo Qing's heart was at its fullest. He motioned for Han Ling to stop, while he cautiously stepped forward to check.

Pulling out the scimitar, poking his head towards the carriage, at this moment a gun sticks out from inside.