Flying with one person consumes a lot of mana, and the resistance when gliding in the air can be imagined.
Yuan Gang noticed that the distance between Su Zhao's flyby and landing was no longer as far as it was at the beginning. When he landed again, he shouted: "Stop!"
The two landed, Su Zhao looked at him in confusion, Yuan Gang said: "You take me, the mana consumption is too much, rest and recover, otherwise it will be very troublesome if you encounter the pursuers."
Su Zhao: "How can I rest now and wait for the pursuers to arrive?"
Yuan Gang: "I will carry you."
"..." Su Zhao was dumbfounded and said with a wry smile: "Not to mention whether you can carry it or not, it is easy for you to leave footprints in the desert when you run on the ground. Xiaoyue Pavilion must have used large birds to pursue them. The footprints are too obvious.
It’s easy to spot from the air. It’s okay, I’ll be fine if I hold on for a while.”
There was a bitter smile on her face, but she felt sweet in her heart. It felt so good to have someone who would never leave her. The desolate desert in front of her could also be regarded as a garden.
Yuan Gang: "If we can catch up here, it won't matter whether we leave traces or not. Only by conserving our strength can we have a chance to face it. Listen to me."
To be able to say such words shows that even he feels that there is little hope of escape. Now he is really treating a dead horse as a living horse, trying to escape as far as he can, looking for the last chance that may appear.
Now that he had said this, he had made psychological preparations to face it, and Su Zhao became calm, "No need to carry it, you run, I will fly."
"Recover your mana as soon as possible." Yuan Gang couldn't refuse, he pulled the package to his chest, pulled her over, turned around, hugged her legs, directly carried the person behind him, and walked out with his legs in the desert
Running wildly.
Su Zhao felt ashamed and happy, but also worried: "Running in the desert is tiring, can you run on my back?"
"You can still run if you carry two more!" Yuan Gang dropped the words and concentrated on running. He ran up and down on the sand dunes, as if walking on flat ground, and ran as fast as smoke.
After a while, a faint red mist appeared between his mouth and nose again and began to circulate with his breathing.
Su Zhao was worried at first, but gradually realized that this man didn't know what fatigue was, his physical strength seemed to be exhausted endlessly, and his breath was always very steady. Fang gradually felt relieved and was ready to ask him what was going on when he had the opportunity.
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The wind whistled in her ears and blew against her. This feeling of wind was something she couldn't feel when she was flying and her body was wrapped with magic to resist it. It was like galloping on horseback, but she didn't need to be distracted while driving, so she could feel at ease.
She took out a piece of Lingyuan Danna and put it in her mouth, slowly lying on his back, smelling the male aura on his body, and found that this man was really strong, so she gradually calmed down and cast a spell to restore the consumed mana...
In the vast desert, I was galloping all the way, never getting tired, but there was an unexpected interference.
Just as he was rushing towards a sand dune with a man on his back, a crack suddenly appeared on the slope of the dune, and a sand scorpion with the same color as the desert suddenly burst out of the ground and catapulted towards Yuan Gang.
This monster as big as a calf suddenly appeared, which surprised Yuan Gang. He let go of Su Zhao's arm, swung his arm and slashed out with his sword.
The sand scorpion was very aggressive before it pounced, but when it approached, it shook its pincers urgently, shook its head and tail, as if it wanted to turn around to escape, but due to inertia, it still hit Yuan Gang.
"No!" Su Zhao's voice suddenly sounded from behind.
The incident happened suddenly, and I was reminded a little too late. He slashed past with a wild sword. The sword had already split the sand scorpion in half, spurting out a cloud of bright and dazzling blood, which splashed all over Yuan Gang.
The blood of sand scorpions is obviously redder than ordinary blood.
After killing the sand scorpion with one blow, Yuan Gang found that this monster was not difficult to deal with. He kept running forward and rushed up the sand dune, continuing to run forward.
Su Zhao sighed and said, "Don't you know you can't kill the sand scorpions in the desert?"
"Is there any problem?" Yuan Gang asked as he ran.
Su Zhao sighed: "It seems that you really don't know. There are many sand scorpions in this desert. The stings on their tails are highly poisonous and they crawl very fast. They can come and go in the desert like the wind. They have the ability to bounce and kill.
Very strong. Their desire for food in this desert makes them extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. Once something is injured and they smell the smell of blood, they will immediately alert countless sand scorpions from all directions and come to hunt. After similar injuries, they will
If you treat it like food, you'll be in big trouble."
Yuan Gang was silent for a moment, probably understanding the helplessness in her sigh.
He couldn't fly and could only run on the ground. If Su Zhao took him flying, he wouldn't be able to last for long. He would inevitably be trapped in endless siege in the desert. Even if Su Zhao took him, he might not be able to escape.
"Let's go back. If we continue to go deeper... there may be a glimmer of hope in facing Xiaoyue Pavilion. These monsters are unreasonable." Su Zhao smiled bitterly.
As if to confirm her words, sand scorpions of various sizes began to appear in the desert one after another. When they saw the living creatures, they immediately became very excited and rushed over quickly.
Su Zhao: "Put me down."
"Wait!" Yuan Gang refused, focusing his gaze on the downwind direction, as if he wanted to confirm something.
Seeing that the sand scorpions rushing downwind suddenly slowed down their impact speed and seemed to have stopped, Yuan Gang's eyes lit up and he said: "It's okay. You can continue to recover your mana. We may have a chance to escape."
Su Zhao was puzzled.
Yuan Gang's running direction had deviated to the left and ran downwind.
As he approached, the sand scorpions in the downwind direction seemed to be extremely fearful. When he was about to approach, they all retreated to both sides and crawled on both sides of the route Yuan Gang was running, not daring to move.
Su Zhao was immediately surprised and asked: "What's going on? Did you use any method?" She didn't see any action from Yuan Gang and couldn't understand why these sand scorpions suddenly became so obedient.
"I'll explain it later." Yuan Gang wasn't trying to deal with her, or trying to hide something from her.
The fact is that it is not easy to carry a person on his back in the desert. The constant chatter affects his breathing rhythm. Only by maintaining his breathing rhythm can he maintain the physical strength to run on his back. Some things are difficult to carry.
I can't explain two sentences clearly.
Su Zhao was surprised by the abnormal phenomenon in front of him. He looked around from time to time. When he looked back, his eyes suddenly focused and he vaguely saw a black spot chasing them.
"The people from Xiaoyue Pavilion are chasing me, let me down!" Su Zhao gritted his teeth.
Yuan Gang carried her on his back and turned sideways to look back, but had no intention of letting her down, "Let's see if Sand Scorpion can stop him."
Su Zhao: "It's useless. There are so many experts in Xiaoyue Pavilion. Since he dares to chase him alone, Sand Scorpion can't stop him."
"It's okay to slow down his pursuit speed. I heard that there is a boundless pavilion in the desert. No one dares to act rashly there. As long as you go to the boundless pavilion, you can find someone to contact the Taoist master. Then let the Taoist figure find a way. He
The brain is easy to use."
"It's useless. I'll intercept and delay, and you can find a way to contact Master Dao at Wubian Pavilion. Even if I fall into the hands of Xiaoyue Pavilion, they may not kill me immediately. You go find Master Dao, there are people inside Xiaoyue Pavilion.
If you say that, you must not touch the Taoist rashly. If you have such ability, maybe your Taoist really has a way to save me."
"If it doesn't work, you have to try it."
Yuan Gang hugged her legs tightly, refusing to give up, and stopped talking. He cheered up and ran with all his heart, running faster.
He knew that Su Zhao was probably trying to comfort himself by saying this. Since he had taken her away from Xiaoyue Pavilion, he had to be responsible for her.
"Let me go!" Su Zhao struggled for a while, then hit him on the shoulder, and then stopped struggling. This man is so strong!
She also knew that struggling was useless. This man obviously would not leave her and run away alone. In this case, what was the point of struggling.
Looking at the man in front of me who was running desperately with him on his back, I shed tears, cried, and also laughed.
She used to think that she would protect this ordinary person from now on, but she didn't expect that this ordinary person would stand up to protect her.
"The thing I regret the least in my life is following you." Su Zhao whispered in his ear.
Yuan Gang didn't seem to hear it and just ran away.
The bearded man chasing behind did run into some trouble. As he flew down, a group of sand scorpions immediately swarmed and launched to attack him.
With a wave of his sleeve, a powerful force of magic knocked away the sand scorpions that were coming from all directions, and then got up and flew out again.
Yuan Gang's actions also surprised him. That guy could actually run so fast in the desert on two legs, and he was still carrying a person on his back. What was even worse was that he was entangled with sand scorpions along the way. That guy was dotted all over the desert.
Galloping among the sand scorpions was like entering an uninhabited land. None of the sand scorpions along the way attacked that guy, but they lingered on me. What the hell was this?
Yuan Gang was running very slowly in the desert with a man on his back. He was not disturbed by the sand scorpions, while the bearded man was entangled by the sand scorpions as soon as he landed. The two sides' pursuit speeds were actually the same.
How could the bearded man let this joke happen? Just when he was about to fly down again, he reached out with his big hand and grabbed the ground in front of him.
Buzz! A sand pillar several feet high rises from the ground.
He dodged and landed on the sand pillar, then flew away again.
Taking off at a higher altitude, the ball will fly higher and fly further. Although this consumes more mana, it avoids the interference of the sand scorpions below.
As soon as the person left the sand pillar, the sand pillar lost its magical support and immediately collapsed, pressing on the sand scorpion below.
After repeating this, he quickly caught up with the running Yuan Gang, flew past the sky, turned around when he landed, and stopped in front of Yuan Gang. A cold light flashed from the black robe, and a sword was held across his hand to block the way.
He didn't know why, but when he was standing downwind, the sand scorpions around him remained motionless and showed no intention of attacking him again.
Yuan Gang stopped urgently, let go of Su Zhao, and faced off with the "Three Roar Swords" tilted in his hand, gasping for breath.
Su Zhao finally landed and looked at the opponent's figure.
The eyes under the other person's mask, the beard under the other person's mask, and the sword in her hand made her realize something. She shook her head with a look of shame on her face and said: "Master, won't you let me go even with you? I want to kill you too.
me?"
The bearded man pointed at her with his sword and said sadly: "Why should you defect? I have tried my best to support you and arranged a retreat for you. If there is any risk, I can take care of it with Qin Mian. If there is any risk, I can think of it."
I can save you, but why do you want to defect?" The sadness in the last voice is difficult to describe.