Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Haike hadn't fought for a long time. He was most skilled in controlling fire as a fireman. The jumping flames swelled with the wind, forming a wall of fire that blocked the creatures in the storm to one side.

The Fire Kirin went to destroy the insects that appeared in groups, burning a bunch of them with one fire.

The five high-end fighters all went out to fight.

The remaining people are Yang Xueli and Zheng Zibu, and of course there is also the observant Gu Jiting who is the planner in the dark.

Yang Xueli thought of the chairman's positioning of Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan, a living compass. She looked at the two calmly and said, "The situation is urgent. We can't hold out here for long. You two should choose a direction."

Hu Bayi looked at the killing gods outside. It was like a scene from a science fiction movie. He almost didn't hear Yang Xueli speak: "Ah, should I choose?"

Wang Kaixuan stammered, "Do I have to choose?"

Zheng Zibu slowed down his tone. Anyway, with the chairman here, safety is guaranteed, but there will be trouble. "We don't have any other intentions. You two make your choice first, and we will discuss it later."

Hu Bayi thought so too. He pulled Wang Kaixuan to observe the direction, but he could not see anything. The sky was full of wind and sand.

"Old Hu, how do we choose?"

"Over there."

Gu Jiting came over and looked in that direction, his eyes flickering: "Are you sure? Then let's go."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xueli called on everyone to set off together.

Zhang Xiaoshui, Zhang Xiaotu and An Liman were responsible for the camels and the supplies on the camels.

Zhang Xiaoliang was responsible for covering the retreat, after all, he was almost immortal in the desert.

Ma Ben was recycling precious materials from the giant ship. After all, some of them were made of meteorite copper. He looked at the hull of the giant ship that collapsed in the wind and sand, and more inspiration emerged in his mind.

Zheng Zibu is responsible for clearing the way. His talismans are very practical, but they require too much energy, so he must always have some energy-replenishing pills on hand.

Ruan Feng and Gu Jiting were responsible for exploring the way. Ruan Feng, a foodie, could sense living things (food) within a radius of several kilometers. He had learned this through training at Trinity Gate.

Gu Jiting was observing the sky. The fate lines of the flowers and plants were different from those of the moving animals, but he found it interesting that when they set out on this road.

The original behemoths coincidentally avoided them.

Or rather, they avoided these dangers.

Is this why the chairman and his team let these two people make the choice? ?

Fate is really interesting.

To some extent, with Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan here, the weight of this time in this matter becomes very high.

The weight of liquidity is not static.

However, if you master this rule, you can use it like the chairman.

Moreover, can this weight be transferred?

Yang Xueli's power seems to be inherited from her grandfather, the Partridge Whistle...

They continued to move forward despite the storm. Just when Zheng Zibu was about to collapse and was about to take drugs again, they saw an ancient city that had been abandoned for a long time.

Among the ruins, there are still houses standing to protect against the wind and sand.

They went into the house to avoid the wind and sand, and were very tired after walking mechanically for a long time.

Zheng Zibu sat on the ground without caring about his image, took the water essence handed to him by Zhang Xiaoshui, drank it all in one gulp, and felt much more relaxed. He smiled and said to Zhang Xiaoshui: "Thank you! The energy of your water essence is getting more and more abundant!!"

Zhang Xiaoshui nodded: "The desert is dry, but the water essence condensed from it is purer."

Zhang Xiaotu reinforced the house and then made several beds out of soil for everyone to rest.

An Liman didn't say a word throughout the whole process. He had been observing since he joined the team.

Now he is responsible for calming the frightened camels and preventing them from making too much noise.

After lighting a fire, boiling some water and eating something, everyone lay down to rest.

Hu Bayi looked at everyone's relaxed sleeping posture and couldn't help asking Yang Xueli: "Miss Yang, aren't we going to pick up the chairman and the others?"

Yang Xueli smiled and said, "Do you think it's necessary?"

Wang Kaixuan was still a little frightened just now, but after eating a few cans of food, he felt much better. He comforted him, "Old Hu, let's not make trouble."

"We have to leave a mark, we will meet up someday," said Hu Bayi.

Yang Xueli took a close look at Hu Bayi and felt that this man was quite responsible and would really take care of his work after receiving the money.

"You're right. Let's set off some fireworks every once in a while as a mark."

Hu Bayi nodded: "Well, if there is nothing else, I will go to rest first. Miss Yang can call me if you have anything."

Yang Xueli took Hu Bayi's promise to heart this time. After all, he was an honest man who always kept his word. Although he was a little vain and vain, his merits outweighed his flaws.

Overall a good teammate.

Gu Jiting and Zheng Zibu sat together and chatted. After listening to Gu Jiting's insights, Zheng Zibu took a sip of vegetable soup and sighed, "I almost fainted this time. I finally felt what the chairman said, that symbols are the world."

The chairman once said that if the talismans were written down to form a complete book, it would be called a small world in the book.

Going further, a symbol can give birth to a world.

So the chairman has always wanted him to write some game scripts.

Ruan Feng held his stomach and felt it carefully. He was barely full, so he couldn't eat any more.

Hey, lie down and go to sleep.

He is now automatically absorbing energy with every breath, so strong self-control is a must, otherwise he might really turn into a monster.

He doesn't want to become a monster, he just wants to eat and drink well.

Zhang Qilin fireworks rose above the deserted ancient city.

Every hour, a new firework goes up, a new color.

The black storm gradually slowed down. Zhang Qiyuan stepped on the blood-soaked desert with his hands stretched out. Invisible threads extended from his fingertips, stretching far away.

A slight wave was transmitted back.

Zhang Qiyuan stood in the red desert littered with corpses. The sandstorm had completely disappeared, and the smell of blood lingered around his nose. He looked in the direction where the signal came from, bent over and laughed crazily: "Hahahahahahahaha gaga ...

The four people around him watched Zhang Qiyuan laughing silently. Zhang Qilin was worried that Zhang Qiyuan would go crazy and roll on the ground, but the desert in this area was full of sticky blood and minced meat.

Very dirty.

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Qiyuan opened his arms and felt the words coming from the wind. "This guy actually wants to eat me!!!"

This guy is starving!!

Moreover, Zhang Qiyuan showed a sweet smile, and this guy must be experiencing death.

The true God is immortal and His will endures forever.

This guy suffered a destruction, and the demon kingdom built by his followers also collapsed. Now his condition is probably very bad!!

There is another possibility, which is the will of the gods from the other side projected onto this world.

In short, kill him while he's ill! !

Finally meeting a guy of similar level, or a guy who could allow him to stretch his muscles, Zhang Qiyuan became excited and staggered like he was drunk.

He looked at Zhang Haike: "Ask Little Tom to bring my painting over!"

Zhang Haike didn't dare to confront Zhang Qiyuan in this state. He glanced at Zhang Qilin and took out a piece of iron made of unknown material: "I need the tribe leader's handprint."

Zhang Qilin cooperated by pressing the handprint, and then watched the small piece of iron expand into a base station.

Zhang Haike explained to Zhang Qilin: "This is the only additional product of the research institute. It is a perfect growth force."

The base station transmits a signal to Tom who is far away in the magic world - the chairman wants you to deliver a painting, located in the Taklimakan Desert.

The magic alchemy bird in Tom's office opened its mouth: "A letter from the chairman!!"

Tom stood up and looked at the symbols spit out by the alchemical bird. After rearranging them, he said, "The chairman's painting? Tsk, it looks like the chairman is going to cause trouble again."