pinnacle evolution system

"How did Mr. Sharpa die?" Qing Feixue was stunned and quickly accepted the fact, and now it's too late for her not to believe it.

"I don't know. I heard from Grandpa Li that Grandpa Salpa finished his memories yesterday and left the town with his bags on his back. But this morning, the patrol found Grandpa Salpa's body in a stone pile five kilometers away from the town. Corpse, I heard that the death was in a terrible state." The little girl's voice was very low, and it could be heard that she was also very unhappy.

"Five kilometers away from the small town, the death is extremely tragic. It seems that this is not an accident!" Qing Feixue sighed heavily, and the matter became more and more complicated.

Exhaling heavily, when she opened her eyes again, she had already regained her usual calm.

Gently patted Yang Xiaoxue's shoulder: "Xiaoxue, you go out and wait for me first, I will come out immediately after changing clothes."

"Okay, sister Xue." Yang Xiaoxue nodded obediently, and closed the door for her when she left.

Qing Feixue unbuttoned the dress on her body, revealing her exquisite and protruding figure wrapped in underwear, then turned around and stepped into the bathroom.

When the door was pushed open again, Qing Feixue in a black dress came out.

"Xiaoxue, don't run around when you stay in the camp, my sister will come back as soon as she goes."

"En." Yang Xiaoxue nodded obediently, she didn't want to cause trouble for Qing Feixue at this time.

Gently rubbing the top of the little girl's head, Qing Feixue felt a rare warmth in her heart.

"Let's go." Qing Feixue turned and left without the slightest delay.

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A day ago, it was still bright, and the scorching light made the sand under your feet scalding hot, even if you stepped on it with thick-soled shoes, you could still feel your feet burning.

Shaerba drove a lizard camel slowly in the desert, his wrinkled forehead was covered with delicate sweat, and the big bag was hung on the hump, and it looked a little funny as the lizard camel swayed.

Even though he was wearing a sun hat, Salpa still felt that he couldn't bear it any longer. He unloaded the marching water bottle from his waist, resisted the desire to take a big gulp, took a small sip, took a sip in his mouth, and then swallowed .

After driving the lizard camel to a sand dune in the shade, he turned over and threw the backpack on the ground to let the lizard camel rest.

Leaning his back on the bag, Salpa looked at the desert in front of him and couldn't help feeling: I used to walk for so long without getting tired, but now I only do so many miles, it's no good, it really doesn't work if I don't accept it!

Can I still go to the place in my memory like this?Old man Sharpa couldn't help asking himself, but soon he laughed.

Haven't we made up our minds before leaving?I must see Shuangyue again, even if I die on the road, I will not hesitate to become a bone in this desert.

After so many years, he has gradually become a mature and reliable adult from the boy at the beginning; then he met his lover and had children, and when the children grew up, he was already old; when his wife passed away, the children also had their own family, this life is finally coming to an end.

At the end, he didn't want to die lying on the bed in the end, he had to set off again while he was still able to move and still have the strength, in order to find Shuangyue, that magnificent scene that he would never forget in his whole life.

After resting enough, Sharba took out some grass from the backpack and fed it to the lizard camel, touched its slender neck lightly, hung the backpack on the hump and turned on the saddle.

"Let's go, it's time to go!"

"It is indeed time to go, but it is not the road that should be taken, but your old life." A cold voice sounded, and the scorching atmosphere around suddenly dropped to freezing point.

This voice was very familiar, and Salpa suddenly turned his head and saw a person standing on the top of the dune, a thin and cold-faced person, Malzaha!

"So it's the horse manager. I don't know why you don't go to solicit votes and come to me alone at this time, a bad old man?" Shaerba's face suddenly became serious, and he could feel a strong emotion coming from the man opposite him. Come.

"Aren't I here just to canvass votes?" Malzaha's voice was extremely cold. It was clearly the scorching heat but it made the listener feel chills from the bottom of his heart. The scorpion approaches you with its hooked tail.

Malzahar walked slowly towards Salpa from the dune. The soft sand should have submerged his ankles, but an invisible force shaped them into steps, and the man walked down the steps just like that.

"I gave you such a generous condition, but you betrayed me because of an unfounded guess, and chose the bichi of the Feiye Merchant Group, Sabah, you are really confused, since you are so ignorant, then don't blame my subordinates Ruthless." Malzaha's voice was extremely deep and terrifying, and the yellow sand rolled and condensed behind him, as if something terrible was about to come out.

"Kuloda, run!" Elder Sharpa saw the undisguised murderous intent in Zaha's eyes, and immediately slapped the lizard camel's back, urging it to leave quickly.

The lizard camel also sensed the danger. As soon as the owner gave the warning, he ran away. His four thick feet crawled quickly from the sand, and his long tail slashed across the sand, splashing a large amount of smoke, hiding his figure in the sand mist .

"Hehehehe, want to run? It's late!" Malzaha didn't panic at all, he just raised his hand lightly, and suddenly there were many tall sand walls in front of Sharpa, forcing him to slow down. down.

But just this drop completely lost the chance of escape, and a contemptuous smile appeared on Malzaha's face.

"Run, keep running, why don't you run?" Malzaha roared angrily, stretched out his hand and shook Sharba heavily.

The lizard camel under Sharba’s crotch was pinched and exploded into a meat sauce without even screaming, a large amount of blood splashed around like a blowout, and the wet blood fell on the sand like steamed eggs. There was a slight explosion.

Sharba fell directly to the ground, motionless as if he was stupid, that guy really planned to kill him.

"Wait, aren't you afraid of being found out by the trial court if you kill me?

"Hahaha, from the moment I made up my mind to kill you, do you think I still care about this? Besides, who can find evidence to prove that I killed you? Sabah, stop talking nonsense, go to hell Go, when you die, I will support a new people to represent you, and you are obviously invisible!" Marza laughed loudly, and without hesitation stretched out his hand to point at Sharba. a grip.

The latter was completely silent without any effective resistance, only the splash of bright red blood stained the ground, adding a touch of cruelty to this desolate desert.

"This is the fate of opposing me, old man!" Malzaha said coldly, looking at the two pools of blood and the shapeless corpse in front of him.