Take Along A Spring - C1156
C1156
Yang Fann licked his chapped lips, looked up at the huge fireball hanging in the sky, rubbed his face that was faintly hurt by the sandstorm, and continued to walk forward with his tired legs open.
Yang Fann didn’t know how long he had been walking for. He felt that he had been walking for several days, but the sun was still hanging at its original position. Not to mention the night and day, there wasn’t even the slightest deviation.
After knocking out Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman, Yang Fann just called Bing Feng and felt dizzy. He knew that he was poisoned and ran to the emergency room next door. Then, he didn’t know anything anymore.
When he woke up, Yang Fann appeared on the desert. There was nothing as a reference. Other than the howling wind blowing across the desert, the world was terrifyingly quiet without a single sound.
What was even worse was that Yang Fann was naked. Not only did his phone disappear, even his clothes were gone. He became a naked lamb that sizzled oil under the blazing sun.
Yang Fann felt hatred in his heart. He scolded Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman a hundred times and cursed her a hundred times. What a perverted woman. She didn’t directly poison him to death and threw him here to suffer.
In the boundless desert, Yang Fann’s abnormal vision was just in time to show its use. However, no matter how he looked around, he couldn’t find any signs of being able to walk out of the desert.
Almost all the scenery was the same, with desert beaches all around. The only changes were the sand and rocks that were blown by the wind, and the smoke that curled and rose like a demon under the scorching sun.
Ma De, come to a mirage, let me appreciate it. I have never seen a mirage before!
It was fortunate that Yang Fann’s body had been modified by the space Spirit Spring. Otherwise, he would have been dead from the sun, how could he walk in the vast desert for so long?
Yang Fann thought about digging a hole and hiding in it to avoid the sun until it gets dark. However, the sun didn’t shift and if he wanted to wait until it was dark, Yang Fann probably wouldn’t go down even if he starved until the sun dried up.
After observing for a long time, Yang Fann felt that only by walking with all his might and continuously, would he be able to walk out of this desert. Stopping to wait was equivalent to courting death!
A camel ride is also good. Didn’t they say that camels are boats of the dry sea? Why can’t I see a single one?
Merchant caravan, give me a merchant caravan, didn’t I already pass through? According to the standards of those who passed through, crossing to a desert like the Gobi Desert, wouldn’t I encounter the merchant caravan very soon?
After Yang Fann confirmed that the sun couldn’t move, he believed that he wasn’t brought here by Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman, but was transported here. Furthermore, it was a piece of flesh that was one level higher than soul wear.
“System…”
“Wisp …”
“Lodge …”
“Malay Gobi!”
Yang Fann was furious. What the hell was this? He didn’t even know the rules. Where was the standard for transcending players? Where was the system? What about attributes? What about the mission? What about the novice gift?
If you don’t know anything, then you might as well cross the world. Who is this guy that brought me here? Get the fuck out here! I promise I won’t beat you to death! I’ll cripple you!
If Yang Fann didn’t have a firm will, abnormal body, and tough mind, he would have gone crazy long ago and become a real Madman Yang.
This was bullying. No benefits, just as disgusting as not giving out any bonuses at work. It was obvious that the God who brought him here was a bit mean and mean, not generous at all.
Thinking about camels, Yang Fann’s nose started to itch. After all, he had a good sense of smell, so he might as well learn to smell like camels. Maybe he could even smell the smell of water?
When a person was hungry to a certain degree, the fragrance of food could be smelt from far away. When a person was thirsty to a certain degree, of course, the smell of water in the air could also be smelt.
Yang Fann’s nose was no ordinary nose. Although it was not as good as a dog’s nose, it was many times stronger than a human’s. If there was a water source nearby, he believed he could smell it.
However, Yang Fann’s self-confidence was also hurt because he didn’t smell that Ben Shaming was Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman in disguise, so he didn’t stay alert when they first met and mistook Foreigner Anna for Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman instead of Ben Shaming. Perhaps it was at that time that Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman poisoned Yang Fann, otherwise how could he have been poisoned when he didn’t have any contact with Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman?
Of course, Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman’s poison could have spread through the air, but Yang Fann still couldn’t get over it. She was obviously smelling Ben Shaming’s body odor, and Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman had gotten it right, so how did she do it?
If Ben Shaming was disguised as Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman, then why would his intuition send out a warning when Foreigner Anna wanted to hug him?
Could it be that the poison was passed on to him by Foreigner Anna? No way, he didn’t have any contact with her at all. That shouldn’t be the case?
He almost vomited when he thought of it, but he couldn’t stop. He had to think about it, he kept thinking about it, and kept thinking about it, because his body had reached its limit. He was thirsty and tired, and could fall down at any moment and never wake up again!
“Ah, my friends, my friends, my friends. Ah, my friends, my friends. Goodbye, my friends. That morning, I woke up from a dream and teleported to this place …”
Yang Fannqiang resisted the urge to lie down and sleep to his heart’s content. In his mind, he thought of everything he could think of: poems, songs, novels, anime …
As long as it could stimulate him and keep his mind clear, Yang Fann would turn it over. Even if it was a vulgarity, as long as it worked, Yang Fann wouldn’t mind cursing it a hundred times!
Suddenly, Yang Fann’s eyes lit up. He finally saw a second living person besides himself in the desert!
On a low dune in the distance, a four or five-year-old girl with two playful pigtails was waving at him.
The smile on the little girl’s face was so innocent, her eyes were so bright like black grapes, and her voice was so clear and moving, “Brother Elder Brother Fann, why did you only just come to find me? Are you not going to play with me anymore?”
Yang Fann was stunned and tears immediately fell from his eyes. The little girl was no other than the pain in his heart, the Little Cousin from his lost uncle’s home!
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