Chapter 241: I didn't see the old man of Yama's dog legs
The little fox pawed at it with its four little paws, and finally revealed a body covered in yellow sand. A gurgling blood flowed out of her body and soaked in the sand beneath her body. The little fox went up and smelled it.
I picked it up with my little paws and licked it with my tongue.
But Long Fuyue didn't move, as if he was dead. The little fox's green eyes rolled around, and suddenly bit the man's shoulder. The sharp teeth instantly sank into the man's flesh and blood!
Long Fuyue's body shook slightly and he whispered: "It hurts! What bit me?!" Out of instinct, the man waved his arm. The little fox was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground and hit on the sand.
He rolled a bit and quickly jumped up again.
Long Fuyue struggled for a while, staggered up from the sand, and looked around with a pair of big misty eyes: "Hey, I, I'm not dead? This is not the Palace of Hell, and I didn't see the dog-legged appearance of the King of Hell...
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Suddenly seeing the little fox, her eyes lit up: "Little fox, you saved me?" Then she looked around: "Where are we?" [
The little fox twitched its ears and shook its little head: "Desert, we are still in the desert."
Long Fuyue hit its head angrily: "Of course I know this is a desert! I asked how far it is from the military camp.
The little fox rolled his eyes: "How do I know?! We were all blown up into the sky, spinning around in the strong wind for a long time. I fainted long ago. We fell to the ground only after the storm stopped. Who knows how far we were blown?
Already? Maybe thousands of miles away!"
Thousands of miles away?! A few black lines appeared on Long Fuyue's forehead, so how could she go back? She raised her eyes and looked around.
There was a vast expanse of yellow sand all around, and the howling sand wind made her almost unable to open her eyes.
It was already afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the sand that was burned hot by the sun was like a knife licking her delicate skin. There was a vast expanse of yellow sand in all directions, without any human habitation or water vapor.
When I touched the kettle under my waist, I found it empty. It must have been dropped when it was blown into the sky by the wind. Now I have nowhere to look for it.
Her little face suddenly darkened. She had never eaten pork, and she had always seen pigs running around. Naturally, she knew what the absence of water in the vast desert meant.