Although it was not the first day in the wasteland, Miao Xiaoxiao was still curious about the climate changes in the wasteland.
"Junior brother, why do you think the weather in Tiger City is so different from that in the wilderness?"
"Senior sister, don't you know? Those big cities have already been able to control the wind and rain because of their rain shields, and this wasteland is actually the most essential state of the world."
Because of her talent, Miao Xiaoxiao has lived in Hucheng since she was a child. For the rapid changes in the four seasons, even though she is a great psychic, it is still difficult to adapt to it. However, seeing Yang Yingtian's comfortable look, she put this aside.
The discomfort could no longer be tolerated.
"Junior brother, can you tell me about your childhood?"
"Senior sister! How many times have I told you those things? Are you still telling me?"
Miao Xiaoxiao was also extremely bored, and the novelty of the wilderness had slowly faded over the past few days. Under the scorching heat, she could only distract herself with something to say.
"You said it or not!"
Seeing the female overlord raising her big hand like a cattail leaf again, Yang Yingtian muttered with great grievance: "Tell me, tell me, can't I say it? I really don't know how you deserve this name..."
Although Yang Yingtian's voice became softer and quieter, how could he avoid Miao Xiaoxiao's hearing? But before Miao Xiaoxiao could get angry, a sudden sound attracted the two of them.
Then the two of them looked at each other and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
Before they had gone far, Miao Xiaoxiao, who was responsible for opening the road ahead, stepped into a pit, and then fell forward as his body became unstable.
Amid the crash, a large piece of the ground in front of Miao Xiaoxiao's body collapsed. Fortunately, because her body was long enough, she managed to stay on the edge of the pit and did not fall.
Looking at the long spikes in the pit, Miao Xiaoxiao felt bad.
Seeing Miao Xiaoxiao screaming in front of him, Yang Yingtian shook his head helplessly. Why would a great psychic want to experience the life of ordinary people?
"Haha, brothers, it seems that we have caught prey, go and have a look."
"That's not right! Why did I hear someone shouting? It seemed to be a woman's voice."
"Go away, Lao Qiu, you are crazy about women. It is rare to meet one in this wasteland. Do you think it is outside the wasteland?"
"That's not right! Brother Helmet, I seem to hear a woman's voice too?"
"Really, then we brothers are not going to eat meat again today! Hehehehe..."
Not long after, a dozen people with various costumes and weapons surrounded Yang Yingtian and Miao Xiaoxiao.
In order not to scare those guys with her height, Miao Xiaoxiao simply sat on the edge of the pit and looked at the people who came curiously.
"Who are you and why are you surrounding our brothers and sisters?"
After hearing Yang Yingtian's question, those people ignored it at all. At this time, they were completely attracted by Miao Xiaoxiao.
"Dear me, there really is a woman here!"
"I never expected that I would see such a... such a strong woman in my lifetime!"
Those strange eyes were staring at her, and Miao Xiaoxiao had already seen the purpose of these guys. Although she had never experienced it, in the master's red building and in the exploration of the Yucheng universe, she had never seen such people.
How many.
"You...who are you? Why are you surrounding us brothers and sisters?"
Hearing Miao Xiaoxiao's "delicate" voice, Yang Yingtian almost couldn't help but laugh. He was obviously a rough and arrogant man, but he still had to speak in a tone of voice. This extreme contrast made it difficult for him to adapt.
Miao Xiaoxiao glared at Yang Yingtian without leaving any trace, warning him not to do anything bad.
But a man who was not as tall as Yang Yingtian walked out of the crowd. He walked towards Miao Xiaoxiao with a smile: "Oh! Sister, why are you sitting here? Are you injured? Come on, let me take a look at you.
's injury."
Being called a big sister by an old man who is half a hundred years old, especially when this person is standing taller than he is when he is sitting. Miao Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed even more: "Uncle, I'm fine, I just almost fell and I was scared.
That’s all.”
Hearing the tingling sound, the short old man rubbed his hands and said, "Then you have to be careful. We use traps like this specifically to catch large prey. Why don't I pull you up?"
"Are you sure you can pull me up?"
"You will know if you try it. Even though I am short, I am very strong."
The people around were laughing with weird expressions, and a few people separated and quietly isolated Yang Yingtian to one side.
A pair of small hands grabbed a big palm like a cattail leaf, and the little old man felt a surge of excitement in his heart. For these old men, in this ghost place of the wasteland, a sow could compete with Diao Chan, let alone such a stalwart woman.
"Ah! Uncle, what did you have on your hand? Why did you prick my hand?"
Yang Yingtian glanced sideways and clearly saw the short old man quickly putting away the head of a flying needle. Following his memory, Yang Yingtian immediately knew that this was an anesthetic, a small weapon used by people wandering in the wilderness to deal with wild animals.
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At this time, Yang Yingtian also felt something strange. A man behind him also took out the same flying needle while he was not paying attention, and pierced his back. In order not to affect Miao Xiaoxiao's interest, Yang Yingtian did not
Avoid using ordinary anesthetics to deal with a great psychic. I don’t know where these people have the courage.
"Ah! Why did you stab me? What...what..."
The effect of the anesthetic seemed to be a little too good. Before Yang Yingtian could finish speaking, he had already twisted his body and fell down.
Miao Xiaoxiao realized later: "Ah! You plot..."
Seeing these two people being brought down so easily, the dozen or so people still couldn't believe it. The man who plotted against Yang Yingtian even kicked him several times. When he found that he didn't respond, he murmured to himself: "Is this the case?"
Was the medicine used too harshly?"
In the crowd, a guy wearing a helmet stood out. After looking at Miao Xiaoxiao and the trap, he frowned and said, "Go, bring the woman over here, and tie up the man first."
Seeing Brother Guozi start to take off his clothes in a hurry, everyone else laughed. The five of them walked towards Miao Xiaoxiao, but the short old man frowned and walked towards Brother Guizi: "Brother Guizi, what should I do?
I feel like there’s something wrong with this, it seems like it’s going too smoothly!”
Brother Guizi smashed the clothes in his hand on the short old man's head and cursed: "Don't you know the dosage of the medicine on the flying needle? Let's talk about this now."
A thin man looked at the short old man's hand with envy and said, "Xiao Mo, there are so many of us. What are you worried about? Even if these two people are not fascinated, what else can they do now?"