The yellow sand roared, and the little witch continued to move forward arduously.
A sip of water and some worms from a can restored her strength a little.
Taking advantage of this little physical strength, she moved forward hard.
Only the front is hope!
The ninth day... the tenth day... the fifteenth day.
On the eleventh day after entering the Sahara Desert, the little witch fell into an unprecedented desperate situation.
Because at this moment, she can no longer raise worms in the can. The wounds on her body were even dry and cracked due to the hot weather.
She even couldn't pee anymore.
"Liu Mang, little witch, I'm so hungry. The little witch is so thirsty. The little witch really wants to sleep." Looking at the endless yellow sand, the little witch felt truly desperate for the first time.
Because she felt like she couldn't get out of this desert of despair.
Her weight has dropped to an extreme, only sixty pounds.
There was nothing left to eat in her body, and she couldn't find anything to replenish her physical strength in this yellow sand. Unless you are eating your own flesh.
However, if this is the case, this is just drinking poison to quench thirst.
"Ahem, so... so thirsty! So tired!" The little witch coughed, and when she coughed, blood started to flow from her mouth.
She felt like her insides were tearing apart.
She stuck out her tongue and licked the trace of blood flowing out of the corner of her mouth. It didn't make her feel any better, but made her feel even thirstier.
At this moment, not even a single piece of hay can be seen, let alone a poisonous cactus.
What comes into view is the vast expanse of golden desert and sand piles. The sky in the distance was turbid, and the little witch guessed that it was the prelude to the coming terrifying sandstorm.
In the past half month, she encountered several terrible sandstorms, but she was lucky enough to survive.
However, this time, she was filled with uncertainty.
The sky in the distance was too turbid, almost filled with yellow sand.
She is extremely weak now. If a sandstorm hits, she will most likely be submerged and buried here.
"Ahem!" The little witch coughed slightly again. The moment you cough, cover your mouth with your hands. The purpose of this action is just to prevent the coughed-up blood from flying to the ground and being wasted.
For her now, any liquid is more precious than gold. And blood is no exception, even if it is your own blood.
After she calmed down slightly, the little witch gently spread her hands. The palm of his hand was already blood red.
To the little witch, the blood was not blood, but like a pool of cool well water.
The moment she spread her palms, she leaned down and licked the blood cleanly. In fact, drinking water cannot quench your thirst, and may even make things worse. However, the little witch can no longer care about that much.
After licking the blood in her hand, the little witch glanced behind her.
Behind him, there was only an endless expanse of yellow sand. Where he had just walked, his footprints had already been covered by yellow sand.
"Let's go! As long as there is still a trace of strength, I will go!"
"At the beginning, Liu Mang was shot in the waist and had no food or drink. He could last for a month in the northwest desert. I have only been gone for half a month now, which only takes half the time."
After taking a look behind her, she moved forward again.
At this moment, she could only think about Liu Mang... Only Liu Mang gave her the strength to go on.
Boom!
At ten o'clock in the evening, the terrifying sandstorm finally swept over her.
Come.
She was swept directly by the storm... without any resistance.
The violent sandstorm blinded her vision.
After the sandstorm passed, in the yellow sand in the sky, there was a figure lying... motionless.
When night fell, the figure still did not move, as if it had no breath.
Late at night.
The temperature difference in the desert is extremely large. It is clearly three to four degrees at noon, but only more than ten degrees at night.
However, such a low temperature still failed to wake up the person lying in the desert.
The night is spent in silence.
At noon the next day, the seemingly dead figure suddenly moved slightly.
Then he sat down on the yellow sand with difficulty.
"I... I'm not dead yet??" The little witch looked at the sky
The sun whispered.
His eyes looked into the distance.
"Does God not want me to die?"
The little witch continued to whisper.
She originally thought that the training she received at the Purgatory Base was the most terrifying and cruel training in the world, but at this moment, she knew that she was in heaven... This was purgatory.
"Xiao Min, where are you now? Have you returned to the base?"
At this moment, a petite figure appeared in the little witch's mind. That was her partner, Xiao Min. No, I should say ex-partner.
"Haha! I didn't expect that I would be abandoned and betrayed by someone who treats me like a sister!"
"Is the killer... ruthless?"
There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of the little witch's mouth.
"If a killer must be ruthless, then...if my little witch goes out, I will be a ruthless killer, ruthless to anyone." The little witch's eyes slowly turned cold.
Although she said that, she secretly excluded a few people in her heart!
"Let's go! If Liu Mang can hold on for a month, his little witch must hold on for at least twenty-five days!" Suddenly, the little witch laughed.
This was the second time she laughed after entering the desert.
Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by an object not far away.
I saw a tattered backpack exposed on the yellow sand.
"Backpack, here... there is a backpack here!" The little witch rushed over like she was crazy. She didn't know where she got the strength from.
Then he carefully peeled off the yellow sand on his backpack.
After removing the yellow sand from her backpack, tears flowed from her eyes.
In the past few days, facing the wind and sand and the enemy's pursuit, she had not shed any tears, but at this moment, she shed tears.
While crying, she tore open her backpack... and saw that there was a water bottle in the backpack... two cans... and an empty bottle, and there was a note in the empty bottle.
The water bottle was half full and the can was unopened!
"Woooooo..." The little witch just knelt on the yellow sand and cried heartbreakingly...
At this moment, she wanted to say something... But, she couldn't say anything...
As long as the tears streak across the dusty face.
She wanted to thank Liu Mang. She felt that Liu Mang's longing for her moved heaven.
She wanted to thank her parents. She felt that this was a blessing from her parents who were far away.
She wanted to thank the sandstorm yesterday, because it was the hope that the sandstorm brought.
"Woooooo!" On the endless yellow sand, a body just knelt on the yellow sand, shedding tears... crying bitterly.
The whimpering sounded particularly desolate in this desert.
After three full minutes, the figure put his hands on the ground, and then kowtowed three times to the yellow sand.
After kowtowing three times, the little witch unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and took a sip.
In an instant, her tears flowed down again.
If you don't experience despair, you won't understand what it means to survive!
At this moment, the little witch felt that this water was the best water she had ever drunk in her life... so sweet and refreshing!
She drank it carefully, for fear of wasting a drop.
After taking three sips in a row, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then looked at the can next to her, then picked up a can and unscrewed the lid...
That's a can of beef...
The little witch just grabbed it with her hands and put it in her mouth...
At this moment, any delicacies she had eaten before could not compare to this can.
After finishing one can, I finally stopped.
Then, open the bottle with the note.
The bottle was opened and she gently shook out the note in the bottle.
Then he opened it carefully as if it were a treasure.
The moment she opened the note, she burst into tears again and almost collapsed.
Because, the note turned out to have a few lines of clear Yanxia characters.
"I have crossed this desert twice. I have been hesitant, despaired, and wanted to give up. However, I persisted with all my strength."
"I believe you can do it too."
"If you can meet the food and water I left, then... If you are destined, you have no reason to give up!"
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Not many words, just three sentences!
In the lower right corner of the note, there are two words written - Death!
"God of Death?" The little witch clutched the note tightly, then stretched out a hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and murmured: "God of Death, I don't know who you are! But I thank you for giving me hope! I am Li Snow will never fall in this desert!"
With that said, the little witch carefully folded the note, put it into the bottle again, put it into her backpack, and then carried the tattered backpack... and continued moving forward!
At this moment, she no longer hesitated, no longer hesitated, or even no longer feared... The endless undulating sand dunes like tombs, in her eyes, were like mud balls that could be stepped on at any time!