"Damn, even if I die, I will kill these wolves and heartless guys!" Wushuang lay on the carpet and said viciously. He has indeed never suffered this loss in his life, so how could he give up!

Ma Ya was not panicked. She was much more steady than ordinary girls. She said let's stabilize them for the time being, wait a moment, if someone is lazy and napping, we will take the opportunity to run away.

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"But I have another injury on the part where this bird doesn't poop. How far can we get?"

"Go to the Death Desert, they dare not chase him!" Ma Ya made the wisest decision at a critical moment.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the night gradually became deeper. It was midnight. The four guards outside were yawning constantly, but no one dared to take a nap.

Wushuang endured the severe pain of sadness. Although Ma Ya changed the medicine for him again, because he had lost too much blood just now, his body was very weak now, and his face was pale and pale without a trace of blood.

"Brother, you must hold on!" Ma Ya said, hugging him.

"Yeah, even if we escape into the Death Desert, it may only delay the time of death. Do you know the consequences?"

Ma Ya wiped her tears and said, "Of course I know that living may be the best. Being able to live for a second is one second, and being able to accompany you for an extra second is happiness."

"Silly girl! Youmi and I regret coming out with me this time."

"It's good to be with you. Even if you die with you in the end, you will have a companion. But don't worry, I won't let you die." Ma Ya smiled brightly with Wushuang's body in her arms, looking at Wushuang's heart warm.

Maybe he was wrong from the beginning. This girl is the most precious person in his life. What love? What love at first sight? It doesn’t matter. Isn’t love like this kind of dependence on life and death!

"Haha... I won't die, nor do you. You forgot that your brother, I am the reincarnation of Kuixing, and it's destiny! How could you die in this place where birds do not shit?" Wushuang said comforting her.

The wind and sand outside were getting stronger and stronger, and the four guards were not iron-clad, so they were reluctant to blow wind and sand outside. After more than an hour, they started to be unable to stand it. Those who could hide, and those who could not hide were squatting on the ground with their heads covered with their clothes and napping.

Wushuang stood up from gritting her teeth and erecting the severe pain behind her back. She squinted her eyes and looked at the two figures outside the yurt. They were hiding in the corner of the leeing, covering their heads with clothes, and did not pay attention to the prisoners inside the yurt.

"Kill them!" Wushuang pointed to the gun in Ma Ya's hand.

"Ah? Can't you not kill them?" Ma Ya is a weak woman. She is very kind. She will definitely not want to kill people if she doesn't kill them.

"You are kind to them, and they will not show mercy to you! If you are caught in a while, you will inevitably suffer from flesh and blood!" Wushuang said to her.

"Brother, there are actually many ways to avoid killing people. You have to kill less. If you kill too many people, the murderous aura will be very strong and will cause disaster!"

"The kindness of a woman!"

"Hmph, you never care about consequences when doing things. Sometimes it's too cruel. Sit down and wait, and leave the rest to me." Ma Ya took out her thin bamboo tube and put two miniature darts in the swearing place. The poison was soaked on it, but it was not a very poison that killed people, but an ordinary drug.

With two puffs, two darts soaked with drugs flew out and laid into the backs of the two through the felt cloth of the yurt. The two guards fell down with a muffled groan.

Ma Ya helped Wushuang to lift the felt curtain and ran towards the north Death Desert. But one of these two people was a weak female, the other was injured, and the other was under the ninth-level sand wind. How fast can they run faster?

"Yeah, let me go." Wushuang broke free from Ma Ya's little hand. "Go, bring our horses! Without horses, you can't run far."

"Ah? Can you do it? It was too bumpy on the horse's back and it was bleeding again after a while. You have lost too much blood now." Ma Ya said, helping him.

Wushuang took off his coat, cut his sleeves with a dagger, and tore them into strips of rags tied together. "Tie it on my back, tighten it, try hard!"

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"Don't hesitate, the change of duty will come in a while. If we are discovered, we can't escape! Do you want to feed the eagles alive? Be a Sakyamuni?" Wushuang shouted.

Ma Ya wrapped Wushuang's upper body with a rag strip for several times, so that the wound on Wushuang's back was tightened, and it could also prevent the wound from tearing again on the horse's back.

"Tight!" Wushuang said, gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain. The tie was too tight, making Wushuang breathing now cumbersome, but only in this way can he temporarily protect the wound from bleeding. Wushuang stood up straight and tried, but fortunately, the pain was temporarily relieved.

He bit his finger and whistled. The two horses in the stable immediately broke free from the reins and ran towards the owner. Ma Ya helped Wushuang onto the horse and asked him if he could hold on. Wushuang smiled at her and said ok.

"Hold!" Two fast horses that were unrestrained ran towards the north of the Gobi Desert.

Along the way, the strong wind curled sand on the face and it hurt so much that the two had to cover their faces and only exposed their eyes. Later, they didn't even dare to open their eyes and let the horse gallop freely.

Suddenly, Wushuang clamped the horse's belly with her legs, and the horse stopped. Ma Ya tightened the reins when she saw this. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the sound was swallowed by the strong wind.

Wushuang sat on the horse's back and thought for a few seconds. No, he ran like this and died without life. Even if they didn't catch up, there would be no water on us. The desert of death was too big, and another sandstorm broke out, and he could not escape alive.

Wushuang took out something like a kick from her clothes. There was a wire under the thing, which was the fuse. Wushuang dragged the thing and pulled the fuse down with his other hand. With a loud bang, the thing rushed into the sky from Wushuang's hand. It flew hundreds of meters high, and then burst into the air. First, colorful fireworks bloomed, and then made a harsh cry and slowly fell to the south. This was the distress signal flare of the thief.

The weather is extremely bad now, and I don’t know if the horse gang brothers who are far away in the Korqin grassland can see the signal flares.

Wushuang turned his head and ran over in the opposite direction. Ma Ya hesitated for a moment, and then followed him. Isn’t he going back to the Gobi Desert when he ran like this? Isn’t that a sheep entering the tiger’s mouth?
Chapter completed!