Zhang Quan walked forward and kicked Emokcheng over and cursed: "What are you shouting? Old guy, did you kick me so hard just now?!"

Emokcheng was kicked by Zhang Quan and actually sprayed a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he was so gas-free!

The wolves around him smelled the smell of blood and could not help but reveal a bloodthirsty light in their eyes. Ziketu thought it was not good. Although these prairie wolves have been trained by them since childhood, the arrogance of the wolf has been engraved in their bones. Now that they smell the smell of blood, it is hard to guarantee that these prairie wolves will not attack them!

"Have you said enough?"

Yan Ning smiled and said to Emokcheng who vomited blood: "Uncle Cheng, you and I have acquaintances at least, how could I let you die? Let's do this, the choice just now is invalid, and now you can choose. You can also take one person away and the other... and feed the wolf."

Emokcheng's eyes became brighter and brighter as he heard it, while Ziketu's face became worse and worse. Although he had known that Yan Ning would probably play this trick, he still had to make a choice.

"Die, hahaha... Let's die together!"

Emokcheng laughed cruelly. He knew that Yan Ning and the others would not let him go, so he didn't struggle and simply snatched the waist knife from Zhang Quan's hand. Before Ziketu could react, he was pierced through his heart by the waist knife!

"Boss!" The third robber screamed, and he was so angry that he almost bit his teeth. He also picked up his waist knife and cut Emokcheng's neck!

Blood splattered and fell on the third robber's face, looking extremely bloody. When Yan Ning and the other two turned around coldly when they saw this scene.

As if he felt the permission of Yan Ning and the other two, the grassland wolf standing around suddenly rushed forward and threw the robber's third brother to the ground. This time, the robber's third brother didn't even scream, and became the object in the prairie wolf's belly!

Blood stained the ground red, and the howling of wolves sounded on the grassland. Many yellow sheep were so scared that they lay on the ground and dared not move.

Ziketu died with his eyes open and looked at the sky. Emokcheng was angry, but there was a smile on his lips.

Jiang Wujue sighed: "The world is reincarnation, and the retribution is caused by cause and effect."

"Don't feel guilty," Yan Ning patted Jiang Wujue on the shoulder, "Think about the poor people who once died under their knife."

"Besides, we didn't do anything. They killed each other by themselves." Zhang Quan said indifferently.

Jiang Wujue nodded and understood a lot in his heart.

However, for some reason, although Ziketu and the other two had become three corpses, they were not happy.

Ziketu's game left a small bump in the hearts of the three of them. The three of them asked themselves in their hearts, if one day in the future, they were threatened by absolute power to ask the same question today, what choice would the three of them make?

Jiang Wujue would choose Yan Ning, while Zhang Quan would let both of them die.

Human nature is cruel. Perhaps one second later, he would call him brother, but the next second, he would face Chiktu's sword like Emokcheng.

"Go to rest early and go into the desert early tomorrow morning." Yan Ning said.

The two nodded, without saying much, so they returned to the tent and took a rest.

Since the wolves had not left just now, Yan Ning took the initiative to watch the night and asked Jiang Wujue and the others to rest first.

The cold wind was still there. Yan Ning patrolled around, then put out the bonfire, sat in the car, and turned on the headlights.

The matter of the Changsheng Sect has been entangled with Yan Ning for a year. Yan Ning has decided in his heart that after rescuing Li Feifei and Teng Yi, he will return to Jianzhou to dispatch troops and fight into the fishing village with Tang Zixuan.

He wanted to know who the leader of the Changsheng Sect was, and he wanted to figure out what Yangliu was like today.

How much has a woman who is as pure as white paper experienced in the Eternal Life Sect to like drinking human blood?

Yan Ning wanted to send a text message to Zhuang Xiaoya to report his safety, but unfortunately there was no signal in the grassland, so he had to give up, hold his breath and start practicing alone.

After this period of work and rest, Yan Ning's cultivation has improved greatly. No matter how many powerful Taoist skills he has learned, the newly learned Longhu Mountain forbidden art "Six Prisons Giant Spirit Spell" has also achieved a little success. If he meets He Ziyin and others again, he may not be injured by him like last time.

This time, he sat down until dawn. When Yan Ning opened his eyes, he happened to see the last trace of darkness before dawn. Then, if the sunlight cleared the grass, it slowly illuminated every inch of darkness.

Yan Ning yawned, but he didn't expect that he had practiced too seriously and actually forgot the time. Fortunately, nothing happened tonight.

He got out of the car and found that the blood on the ground had not disappeared, but the bones of Emokcheng and the other three disappeared. I thought that the grassland wolf not only ate all their flesh and blood, but also refused to let go of their bones and took them away.

"Get up!"

Yan Ning woke Jiang Wujue and the others up and said to them: "Let's go forward soon, we will hike into the desert. How are we doing?"

In fact, Yan Ning was not worried about the resource issues after entering the desert. He knew he would go into the desert, so he put a lot of emergency supplies in the Sumeru Ring, but he would not use it in front of Zhang Quan unless it was absolutely necessary.

Zhang Quan got up, climbed into the car and checked, and said, "No problem. I will pack the food and water later, so I should be able to hold on until we come back."

After Emokecheng died, the tour guide's work naturally fell on Jiang Wujue. Fortunately, Jiang Wujue learned a lot of knowledge with Emokecheng before, and he was able to do it just by guiding the way.

Everything was going in an orderly manner, and the three of them seemed to have forgotten the haze in their hearts last night.

As the saying goes, the horses are dead when they look at the mountain. Although Yan Ning had already seen the yellow sand line last night, he still drove for two hours this morning before officially setting foot on the desert. These two hours just gave Yan Ning a rest.

The three of them abandoned their car, carried heavy backpacks, and began to hike into the desert. According to Jiang Wujue's instructions, after entering the desert for about two days, they could reach the target location.

The desert is different from the grassland. Not long after entering the desert, the sun became vicious. The few people who were baptized by the cold wind last night were covered with sweat beads as big as beans on their foreheads, and their lips felt dry.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had been walking in the desert for most of the day.

"I'm going to die, I've experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter in just two days!" Zhang Quan complained.

"Say a few less words and save some water." Yan Ning sighed.

Jiang Wujue wiped his sweat and said, "If I put it in the past, this may be the legendary practice!"

When talking about practice, Yan Ning thought of a person called the ascetic monk.

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My editor made a mistake. I just informed me that the 17th day of the outbreak was on the 17th, but it was not bad. It was only one day anyway~

More importantly, tomorrow (the 16th) is my first anniversary of being with my girlfriend!!!
Chapter completed!