Chapter 343 Desert Escape

Style: Romance Author: Woodcutter in the mountains 1Words: 2311Update Time: 24/02/20 14:42:01
Finally, the man who killed the boss was made dumplings. The bandits who originally looked sad were now so excited that tears filled their eyes.

However, when they saw Zhu Houzhao looking a little strange, the bandits suddenly turned pale, looked abnormal, and their bodies started to tremble.

Seemingly knowing how powerful Zhu Houzhao was, the frightened bandits immediately shot at Zhu Houzhao. One guy even threw a handgun bomb in horror. It was obvious that these people were afraid that Zhu Houzhao, who had great kung fu skills, would do the same thing as before. It's a close combat, so it's best if you can kill it from a distance.

In this vast desert, Zhu Houzhao had no choice but to kill all the opponents. Since others were attacking from a distance, he had no other choice, just follow the example of the gourd.

So while Zhu Houzhao was dodging the opponent's bullets, he flashed a cold light, raised his wrist, grabbed the sharp sand and stones on the ground and scattered them like a goddess scattering flowers.

The stone rain flew out, sparkling like a meteor, passing across the sky, gorgeous and beautiful, but its lethality was extremely shocking.

In this vast desert, bullets were fired from almost all directions. Zhu Houzhao also relied on his unique qualifications, with a gleam in his eyes, which greatly improved the accuracy of throwing stones, and used stones to talk to the bandits one by one. , have a close contact.

In a nutshell, it is almost as good as Shi Wuxu's hair, which shows how powerful he is.

A cold roar sounded, and a pain came from his lower back. Zhu Houzhao knew that he had been shot. After all, the distance between his consciousness in the desert was too small. If someone fired a cold shot from behind, he would not be able to completely avoid it. This was Zhu Houzhao. It is a bottleneck that is still difficult to overcome in cultivation.

However, the man who hit Zhu Houzhao was also knocked down by Zhu Houzhao with a stone at the same time. Blood spurted out, he screamed and died.

After some shooting, a large amount of blood rose up in the desert. After the intertwined sounds of "Bang!" and "Pa!" echoed, Zhu Houzhao had killed everyone who surrounded him. They were completely eliminated, but he himself was shot twice.

After the bandits were eliminated, Zhu Houzhao's sense of crisis was much lessened. Seeing the corpses of the bandits scattered everywhere, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but smile on his face.

However, his true energy was also consumed a lot in this battle. After all, he had to dodge bullets, which took a lot of energy.

He did not dare to stop here anymore, turned around, and swept towards the southeast of the desert - that is, the direction of the provincial capital.

Zhu Houzhao felt that he was a little careless this time. He did not expect that the remaining bandits chasing him would dare to be so crazy and go into the depths of the desert to intercept him. As a result, he was shot again before he could act as planned.

Fortunately, it was still not a critical hit. Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly. He stopped, took out the herbal medicine from the bag he carried with him, and then treated his wound.

What made Zhu Houzhao feel that the situation was serious was that the bottle of water in the bag he was carrying had been penetrated by bullets, and only half a bottle of water was left.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhu Houzhao looked around, and the mountains and fields were desolate.

Unconsciously, I sighed secretly. I was in the desert, not to mention a tent, not even a sleeping bag, and almost all my luggage was left on the train.

He had to rest for a night. He had just suffered a gunshot wound and had not fully recovered. Moreover, there was not much water now. He needed to conserve his strength so that he could trek to the provincial capital.

In the end, Zhu Houzhao could only use the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed, lying on the sandy ground with his clothes on.

In the desert at night, there is a bright moon in the sky, but the temperature difference between day and night is very big. The wind is rustling in the night sky, which brings a hint of chill. Zhu Houzhao is woken up by the cold wind from time to time during his sleep.

Not to mention, Zhu Houzhao didn't sleep very well, especially because there were many unknown insects disturbing him at night.

Despite this, fortunately, Zhu Houzhao was highly skilled in martial arts. As the night gradually dissipated and morning light gradually came, Zhu Houzhao was still in good spirits when he woke up the next day.

But when the hot sunlight shone directly on Zhu Houzhao during the day, Zhu Houzhao almost doubted whether he was here last night.

The rolling heat wave was baking Zhu Houzhao. It was not yet June or July, the hottest months of the year. The weather should be relatively cool, but he didn't expect it to be so hot in this desert.

It seems that the temperature is close to forty or fifty degrees. If he came here in June or July, the temperature would not reach 100 degrees. Zhu Houzhao did not dare to stay here any longer, even though the injury was no longer serious.

One more day in this desert means one more day of danger, so it’s better to hurry up and get going.

Braving a high temperature of nearly 50 degrees, Zhu Houzhao ran for a whole day in the desert surrounded by yellow sand and storms.

Although he was hot, tired and hungry, Zhu Houzhao was able to persevere, and the impact was not big. After all, he was a cultivator.

But the most terrible thing is that he is extremely thirsty. There is not much water left in the half bottle of water. It seems that Zhu Houzhao needs to find a water source as soon as possible, otherwise, he will die of thirst here.

I don’t know how long he walked, but Zhu Houzhao finally saw grass. Grass means there is water. But Zhu Houzhao searched for a long time, but found nothing.

It was getting dark again at this time, so Zhu Houzhao reluctantly decided to rest for another night and look for water nearby during the day tomorrow.

The desert at night is not only cold, but there are also many unknown insects, which is particularly mysterious. Zhu Houzhao is a cultivator. Not to mention being alone in an endless desert, he is also sleeping in a terrifying cemetery. There won't be any mood swings, and his face will remain calm and his heart won't beat.

Suddenly, the agitation of the unknown insects disappeared without knowing when, and the desert fell into a terrifying silence.

And the silence didn't last long, as bursts of looming shrill screams came from the distance.

Zhu Houzhao knew that there were some extremely powerful animals in the desert, so of course he didn't care about them.

It's just that the spiritual energy in the desert is even more scarce. Zhu Houzhao can't rest and can only take a nap with his eyes slightly closed.

However, Zhu Houzhao took a nap for less than half an hour, and the feeling of being attacked by a sneak attack came to his heart again. Zhu Houzhao secretly touched a few sharp stones from the ground, paying close attention to the thing that wanted to sneak attack him, although He can't see it yet, but his spiritual consciousness has already felt it.

Seemingly sensing Zhu Houzhao's caution, the thing that wanted to attack unexpectedly did not move for a long time, but only secretly paid attention to Zhu Houzhao.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao already knew that there was indeed nothing wrong with his spiritual consciousness. He was really being stared at by something, and this thing was very patient. , but this thing is outside his observation range, and he can't see it with his eyes, so he can only rely on his spiritual sense.

But if it comes to patience, Zhu Houzhao will not lose to anyone or anything. Not only does he practice meditation for several hours, but he also spends several days in seclusion.

Sure enough, after another hour passed, the thing hiding in the dark seemed to be a little careless. Who could detect it in the desert?

This thing no longer dodges, but jumps up quickly and goes straight to Zhu Houzhao's head. Its speed is comparable to supersonic speed, but Zhu Houzhao can easily avoid bullets, and he is still paying attention to this thing. Why? It might catch your head.