I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded Chapter 150 Satan will call out to you when he sees you! The God of Nine is in danger
Chapter 150 Satan will call out to you when he sees you! The God of Nine is in danger
Chapter 150 Satan will call you brother when he sees you! God Jiu is so dangerous!
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 150 Satan will call you brother when he sees you! God Jiu is so dangerous!
He was hugged by Yan Jiu who was glaring at him.
Watching the cycling leader quietly get on the bike.
Huo Qier shook her head: "He still wants to sneak over?"
Everyone has a rebellious mentality.
Even if Yan Jiu doesn't show up, the riding captain will complete the last ride in his life.
And Yan Jiu's useless reminder was just a matter of following the teacher's instructions and adhering to humanitarianism.
Northwest in December.
The temperature was minus four degrees.
Layers of sand waves create a winding desert, and a whirlwind rolls up the yellow sand. Every creature here is free and indulgent.
And freedom also implies danger.
A strong wind blew.
The tire of the mountain bike brought up the yellow sand, and the cycling captain went against the others, gradually riding farther and farther into the restricted area of life that humans cannot easily set foot on.
The whistle symbolizing prohibition sounded.
"Can't pass!"
"Hey - stop!"
"No traffic ahead!"
The bike leader ignored the people standing guard at the blockade.
He escaped reminders and obstructions.
After crossing the blockade, he proudly turned back and looked at Yan Jiu and others next to the gas station.
Yan Jiu is wearing a gray-blue jacket.
She stood quietly in front of the crowd.
It's like a towering mountain.
The sun sets in the west.
The gas station lights up.
The white light fell on Yan Jiu, bringing her light but also casting half of her shadow.
She looked very different from what she thought, exuding the indifference and indifference of witnessing an insect dying.
But this is different.
The cycling leader who was getting further away could not be seen.
And just when the cycling captain was getting carried away, the live broadcast room he had been running exploded.
【One word, handsome!】
【Oh, exciting!】
【I have an ominous premonition.】
[Please, don’t seek death. Do you know who reminded you just now!?]
【That’s God Nine!!!】
【You're going to die!】
The cycling captain, who was enjoying the pleasure of breaking the rules, did not pay attention to the mobile phone at the front of the car and failed to see the reminder in the comments, thus once again missing the opportunity to survive.
He opened his arms.
Chasing freedom.
Gradually deeper into the desert.
I don't know how long it took.
The sky became dark.
He thought it was dark and didn't take it seriously.
When the sandstorm hits.
It was too late for him to care.
Thick sand and dust covered the sky, and strong winds swept up the sand and rocks, including the cycling anchor.
The cycling anchor was thrown to the ground.
He held the magic scarf tightly and covered his mouth and nose.
Unseen by his naked eyes, the package on his mountain bike was swept away by the wind.
Wait until the sandstorm subsides.
I don’t know what time it is anymore.
The riding captain fell prone on the ground.
Most of his body was covered by sand.
He was not happy that he was lucky enough to survive. The sand rushed into his respiratory tract, making his throat sore.
Being thirsty, he remembered the half-empty bottle of water that he had thrown away, and he regretted it...
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In a tent next to a gas station.
Huo Qier grabbed Yan Jiu's clothes and asked, "Will something really happen to that person?"
Yan Jiu saved his clothes.
Lying peacefully in the sleeping bag.
While Huo Qier was chattering endlessly.
Yan Jiu folded his hands and rested his head behind his head: "You will know if you watch his live broadcast."
Huo Qier held the phone: "I don't dare to look at it."
She found the ID of the cycling anchor a long time ago.
She was just timid and didn't dare to look at it. She was afraid that when she opened it, she would see the other party being attacked by wild animals and so on.
Huo Qier blinked.
She opened Yan Jiu's ID.
As of an hour ago, she knew that Yan Jiu was not a "serious" anchor at all.
But a funeral anchor!
Huo Qier opened the comments under Yanjiu's account.
[When Satan sees you, you have to shout Brother Sheng!]
[It’s Master Jiu, it’s Master Jiu who left the message on the cycling anchor! 】
【Is someone going to quack again? 】
[Well, the deceased was in good condition at the grave, with no internal injuries. 】
[The soul of the cycling anchor: OK, I'm fine!]
[What should I do? After seeing the arrogant and irritating behavior of the cycling anchor, and facing him about to die, not only do I not feel uncomfortable, but I also feel happy. Am I no longer humane? 】
[It’s human nature ~ Those who can remain calm when faced with people like cycling anchors are saints. 】
【Master Jiu is the one who really takes a dim view of life and death!】
【Hey, Jiu Shen is so dangerous!】
Huo Qier: "..."
She looked at Yan Jiu's number of fans.
3085W.
She felt dazzled and refreshed herself.
The numbers have indeed changed.
3086W.
Huo Qier’s pupils were shaking.
How can Yan Jiu have no name?
It is simply well known!
You must know that Douyin only has 800 million users.
Exclude users who don't like to follow.
Yan Jiu alone owns 1/26.
Huo Qier: "..." Chu Sisi should be jealous.
Sudden.
The wind was strong.
Roaring sounds echoed in the sky.
Huo Qier opened the tent: "Sandstorm!?"
Yan Jiu closed her eyes: "I can't make it."
The frightened Huo Qier was no longer afraid in an instant. She now believed Yan Jiu's words very much.
Huo Qier retracted her head into the tent.
Just laid down in the sleeping bag.
Huo Qier sat up straight in shock: "Then, isn't the cycling anchor really crazy?"
She hurriedly opened the cycling anchor's live broadcast room, and it was indeed pitch black.
You can also feel the low roar of the sandstorm through the earpiece, which makes you feel extremely desperate as if you are there.
soon.
The live broadcast room of the cycling anchor has a black screen.
It's self-evident what this means.
Huo Qier had never seen such a battle before.
I was so scared that I almost couldn't hold my phone steady.
Yan Jiu turned over and slept soundly.
The next day comes quickly.
Although the gas station was not affected by the sandstorm, it was still visited by some sand.
The roof of the tent and the ground were full of sand.
There isn't even a clean place to stay.
When in front of others, Yan Jiu would always wash up symbolically instead of using a cleaning spell.
Rinse your mouth.
Yan Jiu saw Huo Qier, with disheveled hair and heavy dark circles under her eyes, moving over like a wraith.
Yan Jiu consoled him: "Just get used to it."
Huo Qier's eyes widened: Who can get used to this!?
There are rooms at the gas station.
There were only a few rooms, with only enough room for two people, so Yan Jiu and others couldn't help but give them to Mr. Lang and Instructor Qin.
Mr. Lang, who was sleeping deeply, was startled when he went out: "Did we encounter a sandstorm yesterday?"
Instructor Qin also walked out and frowned: "But there is no warning in the weather forecast."
Wang Qi said nothing.
Prepare breakfast silently.
The group of five people finished their meal with different thoughts.
The off-road vehicle sets off again.
Instructor Qin said: "I don't know if the others have reached their destination. We fell behind all night."
Mr. Lang thought for a while and shook his head: "They probably don't travel at night, so they are not considered backward."
Huo Qier diverted her attention: "Preliminary judgment is that this ancient tomb is from the Ming Dynasty."
Yan Jiu sat quietly in the back seat.
It seems like he is out of tune with other people.
Hear what Huo Qier said.
Yan Jiu raised her eyelids.
He hummed softly and closed his eyes again.
Huo Qier opened the conversation.
Instructor Qin said: "Qi Chen's guess that this is the tomb of a prince and minister is simply nonsense. Unless he is a powerful minister, how can he find someone to calculate the tomb and set up obstacles."
Mr. Lang flipped through ancient books: "Official history says that Emperor Jing massacred witches and sorcerers. In this context, those who know how to explore caves will definitely not dare to show up and take action."
Huo Qier pricked up her ears: "So, the teacher suspects that it is not the tomb of the Ming Dynasty?"
Instructor Qin shook his head with excitement on his face: "No, we suspect that this tomb contains a great person, a big shot who will shock the whole country when he is born!"
Yan Jiu raised her eyes.
She opened her mouth but still didn't say anything.
The closer to the northwest.
Her mood became heavier.
Yan Jiu couldn't describe the feeling. It was as unpleasant as if something dear to her had been dug out and her home was about to be stolen.
She frowned.
What she was thinking about was not who the owner of the tomb was.
What comes to mind is that the desert was an unknown place in ancient times. Who would build a tomb in such a place?
