Walking in the desert under the scorching sun is a very painful thing. When the sun is on the scorching sun, the desert under your feet is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will be stinged by the sudden appearance of sand scorpion and bitten to death by the sand snake. What's even more terrifying is that the next step may be a never-ending quicksand.

If you take a wrong step, you will never be reborn, and you will die without life!

In Mo Zhaoxie's hand, Fang Tianhua Ji stabbed the last sand wolf and watched it struggle on the gun. Originally, Mo Zhaoxie wanted to observe more to see if he could find out the weaknesses and principles of these indigenous creatures. However, in just a moment, the struggling sand wolf turned into a pile of fine sand with a bang.

The indigenous creatures killed by the dark Fangtian Painting Gaul cannot condense in a short period of time. Unlike other weapons that turn into fine sand, creatures that will condense and form again in a very short period of time. This is continuous, even if these creatures are not strong in attack power, they can consume your physical strength and your internal breath. At that time, the corpse you eat will be gone.

Mo Zhaoxie saw with his own eyes that a person who had exhausted his cultivation was dismembered by many sand wolves. Then, there was no bone left.

After Mo Zhaoxie walked away, some sand wolves slowly appeared in the place just now. After the sand wolves looked at Mo Zhaoxie, they ran in the opposite direction.

Some people may say that since the ground is so dangerous, why not fly? Mo Zhaoxie also thought of such a problem, but only then did such an idea appear and was completely rejected. Flying in the sky, one is that there are indigenous creatures, sand eagles and sand vultures. The other is that they are too eye-catching and are easily killed and robbed.

The desert was too huge. Mo Zhaoxie walked for a long time, and the day had already set in the west. He actually saw no more than twenty people. He knew that there were so many people who entered the Jiuwei Tower.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the sun and decided not to leave. He cleared out a place and set some simple restrictions to prevent some inconspicuous indigenous creatures from disturbing their rest.

Just as Mo Zhaoxie was doing everything, the sky was completely dark. The temperature around him also dropped rapidly with the arrival of night. The temperature that could roast people to death was immediately gone during the day, and replaced by the extreme cold that could freeze people to death. Fortunately, all the people who came in were cultivators. Otherwise, let alone those annoying creatures, such a temperature difference could kill any ordinary person.

Lighting a bonfire, Mo Zhaoxie lay casually beside the bonfire. The fire illuminated Mo Zhaoxie's face and kept disillusioning in his eyes. Mo Zhaoxie enjoyed the quietness at this moment. It can be said that since he came to this strange world, besides the comfortable years that would never be forgotten in the courtyard of Senior Sister Yueshan. This moment is the calmest moment.

Looking at the beautiful starry sky that is absolutely unseen outside, don’t draw evil spirits to long for it. Legend has it that there are omnipotent gods living outside the starry sky, I don’t know whether it is true or false. If one day, I can fly into the starry sky and take a look.

However, beautiful things are often the easiest to be broken. Even such a rare calmness was broken by a figure rushing towards here. Mo Zhaoxie did not move, but just sighed softly.

It’s really a good dream and a good scene.

There is not a trace of light on the dark desert. The moon here is bigger, rounder and brighter than the moon outside. The bright moonlight illuminates the entire desert, as if it covers the golden desert with a layer of silver white, looking beautiful and charming, like a dream.

The person who came here should be a fat man, judging by his body shape. The fat man walked very quickly, wrapped his clothes tightly, and seemed to feel cold. The fat man was carrying something behind him, wrapped in thick cloth, and he couldn't see any of it. The route of the fat man running was coming straight towards the fire.

Mo Zhaoxie knew that the fat man was coming, but he still didn't move. It was not that Mo Zhaoxie pretended to be deep and pretended to be mysterious. But he didn't feel any murderous aura on the fat man.

The fat man was fat, but he was running like the wind. In just a very short time, the fat man came to the bonfire. He saw the fat man sitting in front of the bonfire with his butt, stretching out his hands to rub the warmth. He kept complaining and muttering: "What the hell is the desert? Why does it become so cold when the night comes, and I am almost frozen to death by Fatty."

The fat man was there to keep warm, turning a blind eye to Mo Zhaoxie two meters away. Perhaps it was because the temperature was too cold that the fat man didn't see Mo Zhaoxie for the time being.

Mo Zhaoxie closed his eyes, did not make a sound, nor did he move. He ignored the fat man who suddenly appeared. He was just thinking about why the prohibitions he set up had no reaction at all when the fat man came in just now. The restriction was intact and was running normally. However, the fat man came in silently.

It's really weird.

"Ah!" I heard the fat man suddenly screaming. It might be that the temperature of the bonfire made the fat man finally recover his senses. Suddenly, the fat man discovered Mo Zhaoxie who was close to him. I only heard the fat man screaming, as if Mo Zhaoxie was a ghost that suddenly appeared. "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Don't let go of evil.

The fat man looked at Mo Zhaoxie without saying anything, his hands were placed behind his head, his eyes closed. He suddenly became scared and his voice trembled, "Hey, hey, hey. Are you a human or a ghost? Let me tell you, Fatty, I am very powerful. If you are a human, don't say a word. If you are a ghost, just say a word."

When Mo Zhaoxie heard the fat man's words, he suddenly became interested in scaring the fat man. "Zhi—" Mo Zhaoxie deliberately dragged the sound for a long time, like a ghost sound. He almost said it out loud.

"Scream, you sister, pretend to be a ghost." Hearing Mo Zhaoxie's response, the fat man stood up and shouted loudly, "How could he be so obedient to a ghost? If you dare to pretend to be a ghost here, be careful that my fat man's weight of hundreds of pounds will crush you."

Mo Zhaoxie was speechless for a moment. He originally wanted to scare the fat man. Unexpectedly, he was plotted against by the fat man. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that Mo Zhaoxie had been plotting against others all his life. Unexpectedly, he capsized the gutter, and it was so embarrassing.

Mo Zhaoxie smiled slightly, "Fatty, I'm the one who gave birth to this fire."

The fat man glanced at the bonfire on the ground, sat down in anger, and looked like he forgiven you. "For the sake of the fire, I will let you go this time."

Mo Zhaoxie thought this fat man was very interesting, especially when he looked around, it was even more interesting. "Oh, fat man, you are afraid of ghosts."

"Yes," the fat man was constantly looking around, and he was simply subconsciously answering Mo Zhaoxie. After saying that, he suddenly reacted and said hurriedly: "Who is afraid of ghosts, don't look at who I am. Also, I don't call him Fat man. I'll make the sky!" The fat man looked proud and raised his head and said, "How about it, you're domineering enough."

"It's true domineering." Mo Zhaoxie replied casually.

"Hey, what's your name?" The fat man looked at Mo Zhaoxie.

"Why should I tell you?" Mo Zhaoxie looked like he was deliberately angry and fat.

"What?! You play Fat Master, right?" The fat man shouted angrily: "I told you my name, but you didn't tell me you. You are not kind."

"Haha," Mo Zhaoxie chuckled, feeling more and more that this fat man was really interesting. "You told me on your own initiative, and I didn't force you."

"You!" The fat man snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Mo Yu was so happy that he was quiet, closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was asleep.

After a while, the fat man's voice sounded again, "Hey, boy, let's talk with me." The fat man looked carefully at the darkness around him, looking a little timid. "It's dark here, and the wind is gushing, which is a bit scary."

Mo Zhaoxie wanted to laugh, but he really didn't understand why a fat man was afraid of ghosts. But thinking about the fact that timidity had nothing to do with weight, he felt relieved. "There are no ghosts here."

"Hey," shouted the fat man, "Can you stop saying that word?"

"Which word?" Mo Zhaoxie asked knowingly, intending to make the fat man play.

When the fat man saw Mo Zhaoxie's slouching look, he immediately felt annoyed. "I tell you, don't think that thing is a lie. I will tell you clearly now that that thing really exists. And it's very terrifying."

"It seems like you have seen it." Mo Zhaoxie just casually agreed.

But unexpectedly, the fat man immediately became energetic and moved to Mo Zhaoxie's side. He looked around vigilantly before saying, "Tell me, I have really seen it. And more than once."

Mo Zhaoxie opened his eyes and looked at the fat man's eyes. The fat man's eyes were filled with a hint of fear and vigilance. There was no lie there. Mo Zhaoxie immediately became even more interesting to the fat man, "Tell me, what do they look like."

"Don't say, don't say." The fat man refused without thinking. The fat fat head shaking like a rattle. "The dark night cannot say that thing. If you don't say, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it."

Seeing the fat man resisting to the end and not talking about it, Mo Zhaoxie closed his eyes bored, "Born."

The fat man still looked around vigilantly, looking as if a ghost soldier was about to attack him around him.

As the night got deeper, the fat man felt more and more restless. His fat body kept moving around Mo Zhaoxie. It was obvious that he was becoming more and more scared. After trying to scream Mo Zhaoxie for a few times, he gave up. He just leaned close to Mo Zhaoxie and was beaten to death without leaving.

"Hey, boy, ask you for someone." The fat man said carefully, as if the voice was loud and shocked something terrible.

"who?"

"Don't attract evil." said the fat man.

Mo Zhaoxie slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes as dazzling and deep as the stars in the night sky. Mo Zhaoxie looked at the fat man, "What are you looking for him?"
Chapter completed!