When Huo heard this, he was frightened and his hands moved without even thinking.

At this time, he did not care about the sticky touch of the human skin. He just picked it up and walked away. He even fell heavily because he did not adapt to the fluidity and softness of the sand when he stepped on it for the first time. The three human skins happened to be spread on him.

Hei Xia Zi didn't know what others thought, but from his perspective, it was more appropriate to use four words to describe the current situation of Huo's people.

There was peace.

Cheng Ji was also amused by the noise, and for once he felt guilty, he stopped teasing the poor guy and let him run away before taking the next step.

"You trust him so much, aren't you afraid that he will run away or not follow your plan?" Hei Xia Zi looked at the direction the man was walking and spoke curiously.

Cheng Ji did not respond to Hei Xia Zi's words. He calmly put away the dagger in his hand and casually took out a leaf from his pocket which he didn't know where it came from. The leaf had tiny serrations on it and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional but it scratched his fingertips and brought with it one or two drops of blood that seeped from the boy's fingertips.

The leaf was placed to his lips, and with a crisp short chirp, a vague black shadow received the order and followed in the direction where Huo had left.

After Cheng Ji put the leaves down, Hei Xiazi squinted his eyes and came back to his senses: "What the hell was that just now?"

Cheng Ji pointed at the body that was still lying on the ground and had been chopped up beyond recognition by him, and explained casually: "It's already dead, so it's not too much to make the best use of it."

? What do you think?

Hei Xia Zi complained in his heart, but before he could change his expression, he was caught by Cheng Ji who suddenly turned around.

Cheng Ji raised his fox eyes slightly: "Why, are you envious of this job? If it really doesn't work, I can let you experience it too."

Hei Xiazi was a little unresponsive: "How to experience it?"

"It's so easy. I'll kill you, peel off your skin, and let you carry yourself back to Changsha. Of course, for the experience, I'll make you a new body. You won't get another chance to experience this in your lifetime. Why don't you try it?"

Black blind man:?

"No, Master Cheng, do you really not care about the blind man's life or death?" Hei Xia Zi was so shocked by Cheng Ji's words that he didn't know what expression to use to face the world.

"I've considered it." Zhang Qiling said suddenly.

Cheng Ji leaned in Zhang Qiling's arms with a smile on his face, and responded seriously: "Yes, I really considered it. I will even compensate you with a new body. Do you think I am good to you?"

"Thank you, but it's not necessary. I, Blind Man, quite like my current body. The original one is comfortable to use." Hei Xiazi replied with a wry smile.

Cheng Ji was in a good mood, so he stopped teasing Hei Xia Zi. He leaned over and touched the surface of the sand with the hand whose fingertips were scratched by the leaves. He murmured casually, "Drag it down."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of hands without a trace of flesh and blood, only bones, emerged from the ground right below the bodies of the Wang family members. They grabbed the bodies and dragged them to the bottom of the sand bit by bit. Even the bloodstains were cleaned up and sank to the bottom of the desert.

When the dust settled, Cheng Ji stood up, stepped back, and threw himself back into Zhang Qiling's arms. He said to Hei Xia Zi who was standing beside him very skillfully, "Put up the tent and we can continue to move deeper."

Hei Xiazi looked at the couple standing aside who only knew how to enslave him, and said angrily: "I say, can't you take these back with a wave of your hand? Why do you still let the blind man do hard labor?"

Cheng Ji looked puzzled: "If you don't dismantle and fold the tent, how can I take it back? Don't waste my space."

"Then let those little ghosts you just ordered do it. There is strength in numbers. No, there is strength in numbers of ghosts."

Zhang Qiling pulled Cheng Ji away and replied without even looking up, "He will feel pain."

Hei Xiazi looked at the two who left a few words and left him room to work. He was so angry that the sunglasses on his nose were crooked: "Your wife is delicate, and I, a blind man, am destined to work hard... Damn it, you are serious, mute!"

Before Hei Xia Zi could finish his complaint, the dagger thrown by Zhang Qiling was stuck straight in the ground less than an inch from Hei Xia Zi's feet, and even pinned the buttons of Hei Xia Zi's leather jacket to the sand.

If Hei Xia Zi had moved just now, or if Zhang Qiling had made a slight error in his strength, he would have died here.

Hei Xiazi looked at the two extremely arrogant people in front of him, gritted his teeth, and decisively...

Decisively began to pack up the tent and remaining supplies.

A real man can bend and stretch himself. He loves to work the most, and Hei Ye likes to do this.

Without those burdens, the road ahead was obviously much smoother, especially with the two bugs, Zhang Qiling and Cheng Ji, in the team. They almost didn't take any detours and reached the real Gutongjing before sunset.

Because the restoration of Gutongjing had just been completed, the real research had not yet begun. In addition, the Hydra Cypress was still dormant, and the black-haired snakes in the snake mine were still hiding deep inside and had not been noticed.

Therefore, the tunnels and military pickup trucks excavated in Gutongjing leading to the bottom are still displayed in the open, and no one has any idea what kind of dangers are hidden underground.

Because of the huge temperature difference between day and night in the desert, there are basically no people outside at this time.

Cheng Ji and the other two crouched behind the sand pile, carefully observing the situation around them. As the plot changed, they had basically reached a critical point, and any carelessness would attract the attention of the world consciousness.

In other words, their actions this time cannot be detected by anyone.

Any progress of Zhang Qishan’s 056 project in the near future would be thoroughly detected.

And what Cheng Ji is facing is complete annihilation from the world consciousness.

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