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what? ! ! !

The sparks in Qiao Que's head hit the earth, and he pointed a finger at him tremblingly, "You you you you you" and didn't say a word for a long time.

Hua Pants laughed so hard in his heart, but his face was innocent, and he even bit his lip in a very contrived way.

Qiao Que was almost fainted by his airway: "You, you, you, you are rebellious!"

...How dare you have unreasonable thoughts about Brother Chi!

...Mad dies!

"And who are you talking about? Who bumped into you!"

Hua Pants was very surprised: "What? Aren't you 0?"

Qiao Que put his hips on his hips and crazily abused: "You're a 0! I'm obviously a big 1... Bah, bah, no, I'm obviously a straight man! Are you blind?"

Flower Pants: ...?

438: ...

Jiang Luchi was a few steps away looking at the tattered magazines in the hands of his teammates. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qiao Que talking to a strange man with an extremely lively expression and dancing.

He closed the magazine in his hand, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Qiao Que, come here, let's go."

Sure enough, in the next second, I got someone's crisp reply: "Okay!"

Qiao Que ran over angrily, thought for a while, and then turned around to stare at the flowery underpants, and gave a straight middle finger: "Pervert!"

……

At present, there are not enough clues. Qiao Que followed Jiang Luchi, split up with his teammates, and went north along the city's main road. He planned to go to the desert to explore the so-called "escape" restrictions and see if there would be any chain changes.

Although this world is based on S city as a template, many familiar old neighborhoods are missing.

At least, the part of the ruins of the city is just a shortened version of the city center.

After walking for about two hours, they have reached the edge of the city and the desert.

Further on, there is a boundless desert like a yellow sea.

Qiao Que stored the huge backpack in a conspicuous place by the side of the road, dug out a lot of snacks from it, and handed it to Jiang Luchi.

Jiang Luchi took it and put it aside, without saying a word, he reached out to give him a pair of black boots.

Qiao Que looked at him in surprise.

Jiang Luchi's gaze stayed on his bare white ankle, where there was still a broken skin wound, which was scratched by Qiao Que's crushed piano in the hotel lobby just now.

"Put this on."

Qiao Que never expected that he would notice this. He was flattered and tensed his toes involuntarily: "Thank you, Brother Chi!"

As he spoke, he looked down at the pair of boots on Jiang Luchi's feet, and then at the pair in his hand. They were of the same style, exactly the same, and his heart burst into tears: Oh my god!

He hurriedly changed his shoes, Jiang Luchi sat beside him and supported him, saying: "These are special combat boots, it will be more convenient in this kind of world."

war!Boots!

Qiao Que stepped on the new shoes, jumped three times on the spot, the little black curly hair fluttered, and he felt very happy:

Rounding up is a medal of bravery!

You must go home and confess!

Before he could finish digesting his happiness, a hand suddenly stretched out from his side, with a rascal voice: "Where's my snacks? Don't I have any? Little cutie, can't you be so double-standard?"

Qiao Que's face drooped immediately, and he moved away several meters with a wary expression. The speed of turning his face was ruthless: "No! You are a newcomer, why didn't you ask the system."

Hua Pants "hissed" and made a hurt expression: "I don't want the system, I just want what you gave me."

Qiao Que was ruthless, as if treating a class enemy: "...Get lost."

Floral Pants: ...

Jiang Luchi seemed not to have heard their conversation, and stood up expressionlessly: "Let's go, hurry up."

Qiao Que has only seen deserts on TV and pictures, and has never walked in the continuous desert like today.

A round sun halo was burning above the head, and the feet sank in the sand. Soon, the brand new baby boots were filled with yellow sand, which was a thousand times more difficult than climbing a mountain.

There are always flying sand particles in the scalding hot air, pouring into his mouth, causing him to scratch his ears and cheeks all the way, "peh peh" non-stop.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Luchi walking on the ground as expected, as if he was walking on a red carpet. Qiao Que didn't want to be ashamed, so he had to keep moving forward with a slanted face, using both hands and feet.

Walking beside the two of them, the flowery pants took out a pair of sunglasses from nowhere and stuck them on the top of their heads. The big flowery pants wore a beach style, which looked like they were on vacation. It was so relaxing that it made your teeth itch. Magpies play tricks.

"Little cutie, are you tired? Do you want to drink water?"

"If you have a nice voice, how about I carry you if you have a nice voice?"

"Why don't you justify me, it's so boring to rush around like this..."

"As sisters, we all want to help each other, don't be polite to me."

"Hey, to be honest, your butt is really upturned..."

Hey!

Qiao Que covered his butt with a disheveled face, and hid behind his Brother Chi, with a broken expression on his face: "Why do you want to follow?!"

Jiang Luchi stopped, glanced at the underpants, and without speaking, slowly handed Qiao Que a bottle of water.

Qiao Que took the water, still glaring at the underpants, and handed the water back.

"Brother Chi, drink this."

In just one pass, ten seconds later, a layer of frost had formed on the mineral water bottle, and it was air-conditioned, looking refreshing.

Hua Pants was stunned for a moment, his eyes sharpened suddenly, he whistled, and said with great interest, "You're actually a spiritual cultivator?"

Qiao Que was stunned, and then cast a doubtful look: "Can you see it?"

…Ordinary people’s first reaction shouldn’t be to freeze superpowers?

I'll go, is this...

Is it a magician? !

Hua Pants read the bad breath from his gradually terrified little eyes, and hurriedly raised his hands to show his innocence: "What are you thinking, don't go too far, I am a good person."

Qiao Que drank a few sips of ice water, and the sand in his mouth was washed into his throat, which made his throat itchy and sore. He coughed earth-shatteringly, and when he spoke again, his voice was completely hoarse: "Then follow us?" Well?!"

Looks malicious!

After drying the flowery underpants, he raised his eyebrows and made a shy expression: "I told you about it just now, why are you asking, sister?"

Qiao Que: ...

"Besides, we are teammates. Why do you want to drill into the desert instead of searching such a big city?"

Qiao Que was dissatisfied: "Because our task is related to leaving the city."

Hua Pants winked: "Coincidentally, my mission is also related to leaving the city."

Qiao Que laughed three times: "Ha, ha, ha. You are a newcomer, how dare you say that."

...How many dishes can you drink like this?

At what level do you not have an AC number in mind?How dare you say that your mission is the same as Brother Chi's?

Do you want to fix the cephalosporin?

Hua Pants pretended to sigh: "Don't. Look at me, a newcomer, how hard it is to be thrown into this kind of world. Your team seems to be the strongest, count me in, and you will never hold back. You see , Brother Chi didn't say anything."

? ? ? ! ! !

Qiao Que pulled him to the spot in his heart and spun him around for three and a half times, angrily akimbo: "How can you call Brother Chi!"

Fucking green tea scheming dick!

"Yes." Jiang Luchi looked ahead and responded coldly: "You can be on our team."

Wang? !

Qiao Que was stunned by the lightning.

"However." Jiang Luchi said calmly, "If a teammate is in danger and I'm not around, you must rescue him."

Qiao Que: ...

1, 2... 3.

He silently counted the heads in his head, and then succeeded in being depressed and turned into a sad frog.

Just name and criticize.

No matter how many newcomers enter, I will always be at the bottom.

The results are stable, and we should keep the same in response to changes.

Hua Pants was startled for a moment, then smiled heartlessly: "Okay."

After an episode, the three continued to walk deep into the desert.

I don't know if it was the sun or the blow, Qiao Que's whole body was limp, his steps became heavier and heavier, and he even felt a little sleepy.

Jiang Luchi stopped from time to time to measure his position, and while watching his reaction, his brows became more and more tightly frowned, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers clearly next to his ear:

"Qiao Que, what's wrong with you?"

This deep and cold voice was like a spring pouring down from the sky, and Qiao Que suddenly regained consciousness, as if throwing off a sleepy bug, his head cleared up: "Ah? Oh..."

He looked around, and saw that there was still a vast and dead sea of ​​sand, the sofa under his feet was hot, and the waves of sand surged forward, like an invisible giant hand pushing in the dark.

He made a confused expression, his throat was still swollen, and his voice rustled: "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and I felt a little sleepy."

Jiang Luchi was noncommittal, looked at his face again, and said nothing.

Qiao Que's eyes were attracted by the compass in his hand.

He had noticed this compass that Jiang Luchi was always used to playing with in his hand before, but he had never looked at it carefully.

Now the compass is about to be turned on. The black pointer on it rotates back and forth, and the dark red traditional characters around it are constantly changing.

Qiao Que: "Wow... Camel, this looks too textured."

438 said leisurely: "No, the ancient giant clam compass, Hermes in the compass. It's not something ordinary people can afford."

Qiao Que: "... very expensive?"

438 said a number, and the well-informed and wealthy young master dropped his jaw, and a bunch of 0s flashed before his eyes.

438 added: "This is just the price of the giant clam compass at the auction. Jiang's family should be considered a priceless treasure. Well...for example, Sun Wukong's Dinghaishenzhen, Nezha's Hot Wheels Qiankun circle, can you give a price? ?”

Qiao Que was dazzled: "...I was thinking about buying one just now..."

I originally thought that I was considered a rich second generation, but I never expected that he knew nothing about money...

438 interrupted: "Oh. If you want to buy one to play with, there are many cheap ones. The electronic compass will be more suitable for a novice like you."

Qiao Que was startled: "The compass still has electronics?"

438: "Of course. What age is it? High-definition screen display, wifi and bluetooth, can connect to mobile app, automatic calibration. But, just like the watches you rich people love to play, electronic ones are definitely not as high-grade as mechanical ones. Compass Also, a status symbol."

438: "They are rich in metaphysics, poor in weapons and rich in compasses."

Qiao Que: ...

Seeing him staring at the compass in his palm with complicated eyes, Jiang Luchi frowned and asked, "Why? Like this?"

Qiao Que shook his head again and again: "No, no, no."

...To San, I'm sorry.

Speaking of the compass, Qiao Que suddenly remembered something, looked at the vast desert where he couldn't recognize the direction, and asked, "Brother Chi...the eight doors you planned to teach me earlier...Qimen Dunjia...why didn't you continue? "

Jiang Luchi judged the direction as he walked, turned slightly to the right, and said, "Qimen Dunjia is the category of mechanism art. It's a little bit off. You can observe the breath, but you can't use it on weekdays."

But I really want to learn it because it sounds really cool... Xueba Qiao Que is eager to try.

"But I remember you said before... In this world, I have to use my strength to judge the location of the gate of life, so that I can walk out of this desert by myself?"

Jiang Luchi paused, and glanced at him casually:

"At least not now."

"Just follow me."