This is... sand?

No!

The night feathers looked at the sand and there were a few black sands.

"It should be all sand, these black ones, dyed with poison." Long Xiaopeng rubbed the black sand with his hand and dyed a trace of black on his fingers.

The blue light flashed and the black quickly faded.

"Let's go, the front should be coming soon." Long Xiaopeng threw sand on the ground.

This time, the fat man and Shi Qing walked in front to protect the dragon chubby.

Although Long Xiaopeng knows a lot, he has no attacking power, and the night feathers will not let Long Xiaopeng take the lead.

It took less than ten minutes.

"Boss! Someone!" The fat man climbed a sand dune and looked down.

Ok?

Night Yu and Bai Jinyi and others waited a few steps.

Below the dunes, there are more than a dozen people lying horizontally.

I looked at it and no one else, and a few people came down.

"It’s the mercenary that the second shop in the inn is looking for.” The fat man’s eyes pointed out the costumes of these people.

Inn?

Yu Yuming clearly remembers that before this group of people started, they did not stop for a few days along the way. I couldn’t think of this group of people actually going to go ahead.

Looking around, there is no trace of the gray cloak.

"Boss, look." The fat man turned a mercenary back.

The mercenary's face, his eyes wide, his mouth open, a look of surprise, let the fat man be surprised, his death, the whole person, as if it was sucked up, it is like a dry body!

"It seems that these mercenaries sent themselves to the king of the king this time." Night feathers glanced at them, and the mercenaries were basically dead.

"The man is in front." Bai Jinyi suddenly said.

That person?

The night feathers look in the direction pointed by Bai Jinyi.

In front is a large sand dune.

"Go, look at the past." The night feathers waved, and everyone walked toward the sand dunes.

This... this is...

Fat man night Wen and others looked at the scenes of their eyes and shocked again.

Is this really a desert? !

The sand is yellow, and now it is in front of the fat man and so on, but it is black!

Like being dyed by thick ink, large pieces of sand have turned black!

In the middle of a large black, there is a person lying...

Grey cloak!

The night feathers are cold, and the mental power is instantly revealed.

There are no signs of life.

"Fat!" Yu Yu shouted.

"Boss, what?"

"Go and see the few mercenaries just now, check the wounds on them." Night feathers frowned.

The fat man wants to run all the way, and ran to the back of the night.

"You don't move." Night Yu said, he floated to the gray cloak.

The white brocade star swayed and followed the night feathers.

The night feathers used the soul-eating blade to pick the corner of the gray cloak.

嘶——

"Open your mouth!" Bai Jinyi ordered.

I couldn't help but say that I was holding the chin of the night feathers, and a medicinal medicine was stuffed into the mouth of the night feathers.

"You!" Night Yu took a look at Bai Jinyi.

"Poisonous." Bai Jinyi said faintly, he had already put on his golden gloves.

Leaning over the gray cloak, the person's appearance was exposed in the eyes of the two.

A forty-year-old, skinny person with his hands on his chest.

In the palm of his hand, the flesh and blood are blurred, and this person, even personally dug his heart hard.

Night feathers are chilly, good means!

Before this person died, he must have suffered tremendously!

Bai Jinyi sighed: "Let's go, it's okay, he is suicidal."