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Chapter 8 Sandstorm, run!

Shirley Yang was still admiring the beautiful desert scenery with great interest. When she heard the fat man's roar, she immediately changed her face and hurriedly went to An Liman to ask.

Fatty was relatively simple and not as wary as Shirley Yang. Now that he knew that Ding Ze could really judge the weather by smelling the wind, he asked Ding Ze directly.

Ding Ze didn't mind pretending to be cowardly again, "We have to grit our teeth and leave quickly. This sandstorm will definitely not be small, and we can't stop it by building a sand wall."

Shirley Yang communicated with An Liman for a while, and her face became serious. It seemed that An Liman confirmed Ding Ze's statement.

The sandstorm is coming and the situation is quite critical...

But I saw An Liman, a little old man, slowly getting off the camel, taking out a blanket, slowly spreading it on the yellow sand, kneeling on it, his eyes slightly closed, his expression pious, and he opened his hands and stretched to the sky.

Then he covered his face and said loudly: "Allahu."

This is what Anliman must do every morning, and it takes a while.

Hu Bayi saw it and said, "This old man is still so relaxed. Old Ding, is the situation not that serious?"

Ding Ze lit a cigarette and shook his head slightly, "If you ask me to tell you, it's very serious. Let's wait and see."

This wait was until An Liman finished praying.

Ding Ze knew that what was going to happen next would be very interesting, so he put on the posture of watching a show and smiled.

Although Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang didn't know what would happen, their lives were at stake, so they kept an eye on it.

So, the three of them saw it!

Only seen.

An Liman finished praying. In an instant, he seemed to be a different person. His body seemed to be full of clockwork. He rolled up the blanket, jumped up on the camel like a spring, and whistled for a long time: "Oh yo yo yo..."

Run quickly, otherwise you will be buried in the black sand of purgatory." He urged the big camel on his crotch and started running first.

See this scene.

The smile on Ding Ze's face suddenly became much stronger. Not to mention, this scene was really interesting. No, all the viewers in the live broadcast room were laughed at by An Liman's saucy operation.

Can't stand it.

"Haha, this little old man is so funny!"

"Killing me!"

"Anchor!!!! I was lying on the bed watching your live broadcast while holding in my pee, and now I pee because I laughed. How are you going to compensate me!"

The sand sculpture audience laughed happily.

But one of the people involved, Comrade Hu Bayi, couldn't laugh at all, "What the hell is this old man... Why are you still in a daze? Run away!"

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The camels started running wildly.

Ding Ze deliberately distanced himself from Hu Bayi and others. He needed to earn as much popularity as possible before entering the ancient city of Jingjue. Therefore, he needed to take advantage of this good opportunity that would increase the adrenalin levels of the audience.

, interact with the audience.

"Camels sense danger signals in the air. As animals, their perception of nature is much better than ours!"

"Look, under the instinct of survival, they throw away their four big hooves and how fast they run!"

"Normally, we sit on the camels and find it very interesting to sway around. Now is not that time. Now I have to lie tightly on the back of the camel, otherwise if I lose my grip, I will be dropped, and then

Died in this terrible place!"

"So, I am really risking my life to live broadcast for you...you understand what I mean!"

In the live broadcast room, more than 1,500 viewers watched this scene with wide eyes, heard what Ding Ze said, and then saw the camels running wildly...

"Bunker! This speed is at least eighty yards!!!"

"Eighty yards? What do you think? At least a hundred yards is good! Didn't you see that the anchor's whole body has been deformed?"

"The anchor is so pathetic, I'll reward you with a black donkey's hoof!"

"Anchor! You are really desperate. It's exciting and interesting. I'll go get some viewers for you!"

[Thank you to user XXX for giving me a black donkey hoof! 】

[Thank you to user XXX for gifting a nourishing ginseng plant!]

"Anchor, if you don't die this time, replenish your body. Your little body and bones can't stand it in the desert! If you don't have enough to eat, tell your sister that she loves you."

Ding Ze: "......."

It's a bit disgusting. It's nothing weird. This is it.

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The camels ran all the way until noon, when they had to stop to drink water and eat some food to replenish their strength.

Running like this for several hours, the result was very tragic.

Ding Ze has never experienced this kind of battle. In the past few hours, several times, he felt like he was going to be left behind.

Fortunately, he gritted his teeth and persevered in the end, even though his chest was already churning and he was so uncomfortable that he felt like he was going to vomit all over the floor at any time.

"The anchor seems like he can't hold on any longer..."

"Anchor, hold on, I'm giving you a reassurance, take it quickly!"

The spectators who said they were going to help attract people were so awesome that they actually attracted hundreds of people.

Moreover, the exciting scene of riding a camel in the desert was spread, and some natural viewers came in. In one fell swoop, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room quickly increased to more than 3,000.

The more viewers there are, the more frequent the gifts will be.

Ding Ze suppressed his nausea and took a look at Hu Bayi and his group, who were not in a good situation. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly turned sideways, took out a few reassuring pills, blood-boosting pills, essence pills, etc., and stuffed them in one after another.

In the mouth.

After the pill was taken, less than a minute later, the turbulence in the chest ended, the whole person calmed down, and the face that had just been as pale as paper gradually turned rosy.

So, now that it has slowed down, it means that it is time to show off again.

Ding Ze quickly fed the camel, and at the same time, he seized the opportunity to be one step ahead of the rest and shouted to Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang, "Old Hu, Fatty, the trade wind is coming soon, hurry up, let's run!

"

Hear Ding Ze's roar.

Everyone saw that even Anliman, a living map in the desert, was the same.

The fat man looked surprised, his mouth moved, and he was about to speak...

Suddenly, a breeze blew through the dunes, rolling up wisps of fine sand, and the sky in the distance gradually turned into a dark yellow.

Fatty:!!!!

There is not much to say, but thousands of words are gathered into one word.

"Awesome!"

The fat man gave Ding Ze a thumbs up and said with admiration!

As soon as the fat man's words came out, An Liman shouted anxiously, "The trade wind is coming, don't let it rest anymore, God bless, there are so many of us, let's run for our lives quickly."

Professor Chen, and several students, stayed up all night last night and hunkered down on the camel all morning. They just managed to get down and slow down for a while, but now they have to continue running for their lives immediately...

Ding Ze's eyes fell on Professor Chen.

He knew that Professor Chen would fall behind soon.

Then, should we show off again?

This is a problem!


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