"Boss."

"Well?" He Jingming is kneading his nose, with a deep mark on his eyebrows. These days, he seems to be ten years old. His cheeks are rapidly haggard. He often stares at a place in a daze, and several big lists that need to be handled by him are pushed. He Jingming suddenly found that after the bloody days of his life, he had nothing left but a handful of dirty money.

When I get old, I'm still alone. I don't even have anyone to talk to.

Loneliness.

When I was young, I had a lot of things I wanted to do, a lot of ambitions, and a lot of unconventionality in my heart. I've suffered a lot. I've suffered a lot. I can't count my losses. Loneliness is nothing. I light a cigarette and pour half a bottle of wine. Then I have to fight like a dog.

But loneliness is like cardiovascular disease, like spondylosis, like lumbar disc herniation, etc. It's only when people get older that they gradually experience its pain. He Jingming has eaten the most delicious food and slept the most beautiful woman in his life, but now he feels that he is destitute.

He didn't have a place to stop, a hug to lean on when he was tired, and no one who left a lamp to miss him in the middle of the night.

He has nothing.

"Boss, I found the last place where Mr. Yin Hu appeared."

He Jingming suddenly stood up and said, "where is it?"

The young man in the suit hesitated for a moment and said softly: "the desert."

He Jingming's heart is cold.

This is the only person I miss all my life, but in order to escape from myself, he runs to the ends of the earth, death beach, snow mountain, desert, taking adventure as a child's play, drinking Fox and fox. Are you practicing yourself or me

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"Old Mo, let's go." Anjie sighed and patted Mo Yannan on the shoulder. "Enough. It's too dangerous here. Let's leave first."

Mo Yannan is holding Li saner's body in his arms. His feet are crushed by the gravel and can't be pulled out. He has only half of his body exposed, just like a fragile plant growing out of a stone.

"It's not safe here. San'er tries to tell you to be careful. You can't let him down. We have to go to old Shen."

Mo Yannan moved for a moment, and then he came back to himself: "where is Lao Shen?"

Anjie's face was a little heavy. He said faintly, "I don't know. I didn't hear his voice. We can assume that... He is still alive. Lao Mo, don't visit the ancient city this time. Retreat first. You've already lost your troops. If you don't withdraw again, I'm afraid the whole army will be destroyed. "

Mo Yannan gently put down Li saner's body, took off his coat, covered him, and took a deep look at his most cordial brother and partner for a while. Then he stood up: "Anjie, I shouldn't insist on bringing you, we've implicated you."

Anjie shrugged: "didn't Ma ask me what I mean? I bumped into it by myself. Besides, if I hadn't met you, I would have dried up in the desert. Now it's meaningless to say that. It's the right way to go out. "

"We seem to have leaked from the sand." Mo Yannan reminds, and he doesn't want to miss it at all, the tail of those monsters is more disgusting than the snake demon sister who can recite poetry, at least the latter can see and touch. Now he finally understood what it meant to be "a man would rather die in a fight". It was too sweet to be swallowed unconsciously.

Anjie straightens up. Now from his angle, he can see the blood words. The strange thing is that all the words on the top have been blurred, blackened and darkened. Only the last sentence "come when many, go when only one" is so striking that it looks like a bloody mouth split by some monster.

"Why?" Mo Yannan looks in his eyes, but is pulled away by Anjie.

"Nothing." He said.

it 's nothing. It's just that a feeling of uncertainty suddenly rises in his heart... It's uneasiness. Anjie has always been at ease with the situation. He has encountered countless risks in most of his life. People approaching middle age are not so curious. They just hope to keep walking and rely on these things to stimulate his numb nerves. He's afraid that one day, I really became a wooden man who would not be sad, would not like, and had no attachment.

But this kind of uneasy feeling, has not tasted for a long time.

"Let's go to old Shen and study how to leave." He took the gun off his back and put it in his hand. Mo Yannan looked at the man's straight back and followed him silently.

Two people searched for a long time in the ruins, from the inside of the main hall to the outside of the main hall. The pavilions and pavilions couldn't stand the violent vibration of the earth, and all of them were beyond recognition. Mo Yannan frowned and said to himself, "so it seems that we are catching up with the earthquake, It's something we haven't met in thousands of years? " Was it a coincidence... Or did they touch something because they came?

But no trace of Shen Jiancheng was found. Mo Yannan knows in his heart that if he can't find Shen Jiancheng in a minute, the less likely he is to survive. After all, Shen is old, and there isn't such a cool and shameful expert as Anjie around him. Even people as smart and alert as Lao Ma are buried in this ancient city.

It's not so comfortable to breathe in the air in the lungs. Now Mo Yannan understands that it's because there is no life. The city is very beautiful, but there are no living creatures. Except for the monsters that may not be adjusted at any time, even the toughest grass has withered.

It's a dead zone.

I don't know how long this rambling search has been going on.

Shen Jiancheng was finally found when Mo Yannan was still walking, and he was alive. Shen always rushed out at a street corner, losing all his demeanor. He cried out "monster" and ran out stumbling. His steps were flimsy and his face was pale. When he saw Anjie and Mo Yannan, he rushed like a Savior.

Mo Yannan is overjoyed. To put it simply, Professor Mo's sense of happiness is very easy to be satisfied now. He is overjoyed as long as he sees living and non aggressive creatures, not to mention the teammates he has been looking for. He holds Shen Jiancheng, who is out of breath, and carefully checks whether there are any wounds on his body. For some reason, Anjie is not enthusiastic. He looks at him faintly and guards with a gun.

"Lao Shen, what's the matter?"

After a while, Shen Jiancheng took a breath. He took a sip of the water from Mo Yannan carefully, and reluctantly returned the kettle: "when the hall just collapsed, I was standing on the outside, just as a pillar fell down. I hid under the pillar, and then I heard a scream..." he looked at them hesitantly, "Do you know what's going on?"

Mo Yannan's eyes were red: "Lao Shen, I don't know..."

Shen Jiancheng let out a "ah", speechless.

Anjie gently said, "and then what?"

Shen Jiancheng closed his eyes, wiped his face hard, stopped for a while, and then went on in a dumb voice: "then I was afraid that someone might have an accident, and I didn't feel shocked, so I had the courage to come out and have a look. I opened a crack." He showed them his hands. His fingers were all broken and the blood had become scab. "Fortunately, I didn't bury myself. I picked up a few stones and crawled out. Then I looked around. You couldn't find them. I just saw a small hole beside the hall..."

"Maybe we made it. It's a mistake."

"Yes, I guess it is. The man-made signs are obvious, so I climbed out of it." Shen Jiancheng stopped for a moment, "come out, I want to look for you, but I can't find you anywhere. This place is not small, and I don't know where you are. I'm worried..." his shoulder stirred, but he didn't go on.

"What's the matter?" Asked Anjie.

"I, I see there, there are many monsters, like a monster nest!"

"The Basilisk?" Mo Yannan's eyes jumped.

Shen Jiancheng looked at him, his face was dark, and he had an indescribable sense of fear: "no, no, it's the kind of human face monster that drags the tail of the pith eater!"

Mo Yannan's sweat suddenly exploded.

He couldn't help looking back at Anjie and found the man holding his chin thinking.

We have to calm down and comfort Shen Jiancheng: "we are also trying to go out. Since there are monsters over there, we will change our direction..."

"No, let's go."

"Ah?" An Jie suddenly made a sound, which startled Mo Yannan. He pointed to the direction of Shen Jiancheng: "but, but..."

"No, but," Anjie's expressionless face was a little indifferent, "Lao Mo, since monsters can get to the ground, it shows that they know how to get up. Quicksand can leak us down, but we can't escape from the earth's gravity, so we have to take the risk."

Mo Yannan choked, Shen Jiancheng's face changed several times, and finally reluctantly nodded: "listen to Mr. an."

Anjie looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "then... Let Mr. Shen lead the way."

Shen Jiancheng took a little rest, stood up and took a breath: "follow me."

The road is becoming more and more desolate. Occasionally, a small snake comes to it, and it will quickly escape under the irradiation of wolf's eye. It should be said that these things that also follow animal instinct are very easy to deal with... What's not easy to deal with are only things with human face and animal heart.

Gradually, the buildings of the ancient city are out of sight. Mo Yannan feels that following Shen Jiancheng is like walking into the nest of a hamster or a giant ant. The space is becoming more and more cramped. The three people are walking through the tunnel difficultly. The slightly higher Anjie even has to bow his head slightly.

This place seems to have no head to go forward. The sand on it keeps falling on three people. One by one, they really become Iraqi refugees.

I don't know how far I've gone before my vision widened. Mo Yannan thought vaguely that he's really at the monster's nest. Looking at the height, he can really be a monster's nest. He can't help but get nervous.

Holding the handle of the desert eagle's gun tightly, he approached Anjie and looked around.

"Almost there?" Anjie took the butt of the gun.

"Right away..." Shen Jiancheng said a few words, but he couldn't go on because Anjie's muzzle was on his chin, "Ann... What are you doing?"

"Anjie?" Mo Yannan was stunned, "what are you doing?"

"What do I do?" Anjie narrowed his eyes and laughed. His eyes were not small, but he didn't want to open them completely. With the long eyebrows on his temples, he felt very tired and lazy from the side. "Ask Mr. Shen, where do you want to kill us? Is it coming soon, eh?"

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Third, it's cold. Sigh