A purple and green mushroom forest is under the yellow sand sea and the blood-red sun, showing a strange color combination, which looks very dangerous no matter how you look at it. Those ferocious creatures whose heads are bigger than lions, have more tail hooks than scorpions, and have thicker carapaces than turtles, have a stinky face that "this is my territory", which fully expresses the attitude of the idle person Mo Jin.

The Crimson Legion all came out of the slave arena. What kind of scene hasn't been seen before? I've never seen such scenes. They would rather deal with half-giants, lions, giant scorpions and turtles than take a half-step in front of Zhao Mai's Xiran Oasis.

Butcher looked at his companions on both sides, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the oasis, and then dragged his almost paralyzed legs to advance with Ricas. Behind them, the legion shook, slowly but unwilling to follow them, and they had no other choice. Even if the person in front fed the monsters with their bodies, they had to let the person behind go in and find some food and water. Fortunately, the jumping dog did not attack.

Xirang Oasis swayed in the eyes of the crowd, constantly raising wind and sand, like an illusory mirage. Butcher had an illusion that he had strength again and took steps further, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why the oasis became so close. He rubbed his eyes, and the sand fell from his eyelids and corners. Only then could he see clearly: twenty giant beetles with a body shape and an elephant were pulling the oasis towards them.

In fact, where he could not see, it was not just giant transport insects, but many jumping dogs lurking underground, carrying this oasis with their own digging power, slowly and firmly coming towards the Crimson Legion.

Seeing this scene clearly, the entire legion was stunned. Their shadows stood still until the shadows of the legion mushrooms merged with them. The transporting insect sighed and stopped, shrinking into a ball, as if it were rocks. A jumping dog strung a legion mushroom with a back-pricked arthropod and ran over to Butcher.

Legion mushrooms didn't taste much, or they were as unpalatable as rubber. But Butcher's mouth had long been dry and he couldn't taste anything. He had a lot of effort to swallow Legion mushrooms, and his stomach told him: "You need this kind of thing!"

Jumping the dog to make way, Butcher walked in with the legion. He lay on a tall legion mushroom, opened his mouth and bit off a piece, chewed and swallowed it vigorously, and said with strength: "This can survive!"

The sound of grunting came. When hunger reached its limit, there was no big difference between people and locusts. Everyone ate several large pieces, and then felt relaxed, their bodies had their needs for food and water, and the rest was rest. So, in groups of three or three, they were ready to fall asleep under the shadow of the Legion mushrooms.

Someone was more alert and hurriedly shook his companions around him: "Don't, don't sleep. After falling asleep, the insects will eat us or chop them up as fertilizer."

"Shut up, even if I die like that, I'm full." My companion replied: "This oasis can be moved, it can be full or not. When we are all hungry and thirsty, use the corpse as fertilizer. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it. Don't bother others!"

The man tried hard to keep his eyes open, but soon it was difficult to resist the physical needs and fell asleep in the cool shadows. They slept sweetly and deeply, and were particularly safe because of the protection of the jumping dog. The wind outside was howling, but it could not affect their dreams at all. Therefore, no one knew when "thehe" arrived.

"Is this the Crimson Legion? It looks so embarrassed, and its alertness is too poor. The slaves in the arena know that they sleep with one eye open." Shatili's criticism of them was very pertinent.

"It's so embarrassing. You guys wait here, I'll go in and look for Rikas or Butcher."

The soldiers fell asleep on the ground in a row and covered in dust. Zhao Mai passed by them, and no one woke up. Fortunately, even when they fell to sleep, the people from the army spontaneously surrounded their generals and protected them.

Zhao Mai's fingers bounced, and two cold water bombs hit the two people's faces. They woke up suddenly and saw Zhao Mai erecting his fingers on his mouth and making a gesture of silence. Ricas and Butcher smiled, rubbed their faces with ice water, and followed Zhao Mai out.

"Thank you for your rescue this time. Without this oasis, we will die." Rikas thanked sincerely.

"Actually, you can keep moving forward and get cultivation and supplies in Kelder Village. Turning to the desert to find my oasis is actually a life-and-death life." Zhao Mai said bluntly, making Butcher scared. "You actually went the wrong direction and shouldn't be able to touch the oasis. If I hadn't ordered the oasis to move and consumed about 40% of the oasis' results, you would have been finished at this time."

"That's why we're especially grateful." This time, even the slow Ricas heard that Zhao Mai's tone was not good, so he asked: "Is there something happened? Did the masked alliance or did Tyr City provoke you?"

"It's not them, but you." Zhao Mai said: "I was a little busy a while ago, either in the depths of the desert or in the dark ground. I didn't meet you, but you always know where Shatili, Dogian and Tyrion are! You got the Crimson Red Army, and you are going to block the enemy in the Great Alluvial Sand Wasteland, why don't you come to me? Do you think I should come over to help you, and you feel happy and grateful? We are friends and comrades-in-arms, and don't say anything about life and death. Why is this?"

Butcher hummed and laughed twice, slapped Ricas on the back of the head: "I fucking said you're thinking too much, right? You and Kotande didn't learn anything well, so they learned the fake politeness of the Tyr."

Ricas looked embarrassed, but he had always been a responsible person. He knew he was wrong and immediately apologized. "I... the masked alliance wanted to gain his own military strength, so the Crimson Legion decided from the very beginning to do nothing."

"Bah! All the troops are provided by Taisian. Where did you come from without any hand?" Tyrion said mercilessly: "The entire legion, food, drink, and use are provided by the Templars of Tyr. The only belief and fighting spirit that your masked alliance can give has never been instilled. In this way, you think this legion is a masked alliance? In addition to the continuous battles that give you some prestige, when will this army be yours? A transfer order, another general, the Crimson Legion will remain the same, because it is not tainted with the smell of a masked alliance!"

"Okay, solve the problem of survival first, and other things can be done one by one." Zhao Mai suddenly looked up at the sky. After Shatili and the Crimson Legion gathered, the pressure of the world's will suddenly eased. At this time, he understood that it was this force that made Butcher choose to enter the desert and forced Zhao Mai to rescue.
Chapter completed!