Suddenly, Di Cangyu took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed himself in the leg.
Looking at his bleeding thigh, his face became paler and uglier, but his eyes became much clearer.
I almost... got controlled by that person again.
"Young Master??" The unshaven man and others were shocked.
Now there seems to be only one explanation. Has the young master gone crazy from hunger and committed suicide?
"Who's over there? Come out, come out! Come out!"
Jiang Nai and his party came swaying over in Ye Zhiling, and from a distance saw a group of people half-dead paralyzed on the sand, looking like they were dying.
"Hey Xiaonai, am I dazzled?" Xiaopang asked with a curious look on his face, "Why do I seem to see someone over there?"
"It's not dazzling." Xi Zhuo shook his head, "There is indeed someone there."
"What are they doing lying there?"
"I don't know. He looks like he's dying."
"Could it be that..." Wen Ye pointed to the big sun hanging high above his head, "Did he die from the sun?"
A group of people were sitting on Ye Zhiling drinking tea and looking down with curious faces.
Nai didn't say anything. No one could get into trouble by jumping around.
But at this time, Nai's expression was very solemn.
She looked at him up and down and murmured, "He looks familiar."
"Ah Nana, I know who he is." Ning Feng on the side suddenly called out, "Is it the Emperor Cangyu from the Imperial Palace?"
Jiang Nai said "Oh" and she also recognized it.
She and Di Cangyu seemed to have met more than once.
She remembered that this man seemed to have been with Dugu Quan for a period of time. He had also been a guest of Dugu's family before?
How come it appears here?
Jiang Nai didn't rush forward, but sat on Ye Zhiling and looked at it without moving.
Shen Yi suddenly came to her side and whispered a few times. The little girl's face changed slightly, and she carefully looked at the young man behind Di Cangyu.
As expected, everyone was wearing Xuanjian Peak clothes, with very dazzling "sword" badges on their chests.
At this time, Di Cangyu had already identified who the person was at close range, and his eyes suddenly showed a hint of joy.
"Is it you? Jiang...Miss Dugu." Di Cangyu coughed several times and wanted to stand up to speak, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his body.
He couldn't stand up at all and could only gasp and say, "Please Miss Dugu lend a helping hand, help, help us."
Compared to the miserable state of their group, Miss Dugu and her group looked as if they were on vacation in the desert.
Look at how carefree they look in their clothes.
Sitting on the Flying Lingbao is effortless, and there is...tea!
Di Cangyu's eyes suddenly brightened and he stared at the tea in the hands of Xiao Su and others. He felt more and more uncomfortable that his throat was dry and smoking.
"Is there water and food, Miss Dugu?"
"It turns out that no matter how high the cultivation level is, a cultivator cannot endure hunger or thirst." So this cultivation is of no use, right?
"It should be caused by the special environment of the ice wilderness." Dugu Mingchen said with a smile, "Looking at the topography here, it is very strange. There is obviously an ice field outside, but who would have thought that when you walk into the hinterland, it will turn into layers of desert?
"
Nine times out of ten, it was the little ice cube that caused it!
Jiang Nai turned his head and looked at Shen Yi expressionlessly.
The latter smiled innocently at her, "I didn't see Venerable Huang Dian."
"Probably died in this desert?" Jiang Nai curled his lips and smiled, suddenly jumped off Ye Zhiling and walked slowly to Di Cangyu.