299. As long as I have breath, I will protect you——
Wu Jiuzi moved slightly in his sleep and murmured two words: "Ajiu..."
Jun Ziqian was stunned for a moment. Who is Ah Jiu? Her name is Jiu Zi. Is this her nickname?
Originally it was best to travel at night, as it wouldn't be as hot as during the day.
But seeing Wu Jiuzi sleeping so soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her up.
He would touch her pulse every few moments, lest she would sleep for a long time and not wake up.
He felt her pulse beating stronger and stronger, and then he felt relieved.
Looking back at the sand mirage clam shells not far away, with these flesh and blood, how many days can they be sustained?
But what the hell is this place? They have been walking in one direction for so long, thousands of miles away, but they still can't see the edge. How come he never knew that this continent has such a ridiculously large desert?
?
Can they still get out?
He looked down at the sleeping Wu Jiuzi again, with a flash of apology in his eyes. Maybe he really couldn't take her out of this desert, and both he and she would die here...
Jiu Zi, no matter what happens, as long as I have my breath, I will protect your safety——
Another night passed.
They have been trapped in this desert for seven days and six nights, and there is still no rescuer in sight.
On this day, Wu Jiuzi did not plan to leave again. She wanted to shred the flesh of the sand mirage into dried meat on the sand so that it would not rot.
But the blood couldn't be released. The weather was hot in the desert during the day, but within half a day, the blood had a peculiar smell.
Fortunately, the two of them drank a lot before and replenished their bodies with a lot of water. Wu Jiuzi reluctantly poured out the blood.
The blood slowly seeped into the sand, and Jun Ziqian still felt a little sore: "This, I can actually drink it a few times..."
Wu Jiuzi shook his head: "Don't drink rotten blood, it will cause poisoning! Don't worry, we won't be short of water again in the future."
Ah? Jun Ziqian raised his eyes and looked at her.
Will there be no shortage of water again? Has she discovered the source of water?
Wu Jiuzi pointed to a clam shell and said with a smile: "That is a natural water tank."
Jun Ziqian was even more confused: "How do you say that?"
"You'll know in the evening." Wu Jiuzi pretended.
Well, he knew she had a lot of tricks up her sleeve, so he would wait until night to see what tricks she was up to.
Wu Jiuzi directed Junziqian to dry the dried meat on the sand while she went to cook the two scallop shells.
She first used her sword to make a hole in the top of the shell, then tore off a circle of skirt, twisted a cloth rope, and strung it through...
After everything was done, it was already afternoon, and Junziqian's dried meat was almost dry. He wrapped the dried meat in a piece of clothing and placed it in a shell.
The two of them were pulling a shell on the sand. From a distance, it looked like they were pulling two small boats.
Jun Ziqian didn't quite understand: "Jiuzi, we are already tired from traveling alone, what are we going to do with two more of these things?" Maintaining physical strength is the most important thing when walking in the desert, and every minute you can reduce consumption is worth every penny.
Wu Jiuzi smiled slightly: "Our water source falls on these two shells——"
She was about to explain it to him in detail when she looked up and saw a line of dark color billowing in front of her...
Her expression suddenly changed, that was——
Black sandstorm! The standard god of death in the desert, leaving no grass behind and changing the world in its path! It is more violent than a hurricane and can make entire sand dunes completely disappear. It can also turn depressions into mountains overnight.
She had heard Fengjian Liuxiang mention it to her, saying that he would have to run away when encountering a black sandstorm. Wu Jiuzi moved slightly in his sleep, and murmured two words in his mouth: "Ajiu...
"
Jun Ziqian was stunned for a moment. Who is Ah Jiu? Her name is Jiu Zi. Is this her nickname?
Originally it was best to travel at night, as it wouldn't be as hot as during the day.
But seeing Wu Jiuzi sleeping so soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her up.
He would touch her pulse every few moments, lest she would sleep for a long time and not wake up.
He felt her pulse beating stronger and stronger, and then he felt relieved.
Looking back at the sand mirage clam shells not far away, with these flesh and blood, how many days can they be sustained?
But what the hell is this place? They have been walking in one direction for so long, thousands of miles away, but they still can't see the edge. How come he never knew that this continent has such a ridiculously large desert?
?
Can they still get out?
He looked down at the sleeping Wu Jiuzi again, with a flash of apology in his eyes. Maybe he really couldn't take her out of this desert, and both he and she would die here...
Jiu Zi, no matter what happens, as long as I have my breath, I will protect your safety——
Another night passed.
They have been trapped in this desert for seven days and six nights, and there is still no rescuer in sight.
On this day, Wu Jiuzi did not plan to leave again. She wanted to shred the flesh of the sand mirage into dried meat on the sand so that it would not rot.
But the blood couldn't be released. The weather was hot in the desert during the day, but within half a day, the blood had a peculiar smell.
Fortunately, the two of them drank a lot before and replenished their bodies with a lot of water. Wu Jiuzi reluctantly poured out the blood.
The blood slowly seeped into the sand, and Jun Ziqian still felt a little sore: "This, I can actually drink it a few times..."
Wu Jiuzi shook his head: "Don't drink rotten blood, it will cause poisoning! Don't worry, we won't be short of water again in the future."
Ah? Jun Ziqian raised his eyes and looked at her.
Will there be no shortage of water again? Has she discovered the source of water?
Wu Jiuzi pointed to a clam shell and said with a smile: "That is a natural water tank."
Jun Ziqian was even more confused: "How do you say that?"
"You'll know in the evening." Wu Jiuzi pretended.
Well, he knew she had a lot of tricks up her sleeve, so he would wait until night to see what tricks she was up to.
Wu Jiuzi directed Junziqian to dry the dried meat on the sand while she went to cook the two scallop shells.
She first used her sword to make a hole in the top of the shell, then tore off a circle of skirt, twisted a cloth rope, and strung it through...
After everything was done, it was already afternoon, and Junziqian's dried meat was almost dry. He wrapped the dried meat in a piece of clothing and placed it in a shell.
The two of them were pulling a shell on the sand. From a distance, it looked like they were pulling two small boats.
Jun Ziqian didn't quite understand: "Jiuzi, we are already tired from traveling alone, what are we going to do with two more of these things?" Maintaining physical strength is the most important thing when walking in the desert, and every minute you can reduce consumption is worth every penny.
Wu Jiuzi smiled slightly: "Our water source falls on these two shells——"
She was about to explain it to him in detail when she looked up and saw a line of dark color billowing in front of her...
Her expression suddenly changed, that was——
Black sandstorm! The standard god of death in the desert, leaving no grass behind and changing the world in its path! It is more violent than a hurricane and can make entire sand dunes completely disappear. It can also turn depressions into mountains overnight.
She had heard Kazama Liuxiang mention it to her, saying that he would only run away when encountering a black sandstorm.