Ning Tianhan skillfully processed the decomposed camel skin.

"This...you don't want to drink yourself..."

Mo Ziyun felt a little nauseous just thinking about it.

However, the guy in front of me was once a member of the elite defense force, and his field survival skills were definitely the best among the people present. Now I could only listen to him.

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After a long time, Mo Ziyun watched Ning Tianhan put the made filter back into his backpack and frowned secretly.

"Remember, from now on, who of you wants to..."

Ning Tianhan said.

"Wait a moment!"

At this time, Batur suddenly heard something and stood up immediately.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Ziyun and Ning Tianhan immediately followed his gaze.

"There was a cry of killing, did you hear it?"

"Well, but is this in English? Or..."

Mo Ziyun analyzed.

"No, it's the language of our local people."

After Batur finished speaking, he immediately walked towards the direction of the source of the sound.

"Hey, didn't you agree to save your energy? The situation is still unclear, whether it's an enemy or a friend!"

Mo Ziyun shouted quickly.

"Wherever there are people, there is water. Now is the time, let's take a gamble!"

Ning Tianhan also glanced at him and followed him immediately.

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Under the night, yellow sand was flying, several camels fell on the ground, and blood seeped into the sand.

There were several humans lying in front of the camel. Most of them had injuries. It was unclear whether they were dead or fainted.

A man wearing the same masked robe knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

In front of him was a tall desert horse, with a man wearing iron armor on the horse's back. He was holding a whip in one hand and a spear in the other, giving orders in a very majestic manner.

Behind the armored man were a dozen knights. Although not everyone was wearing armor, they were all tall and looked domineering.

"Dear heroes, no traders have passed by here for many years. We are just farmers farming in nearby villages. Please spare our lives."

The man kneeling on the ground continued to explain.

"As you said, no merchants have come here for many years. Brothers have no food, clothing, and parents, so they can't starve to death! No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, so just accept your fate!"

The man in armor swung his whip down, hitting the man firmly in the face, and the huge force knocked his entire body over.

"Wait a minute! Everyone, are you the legendary desert bandits?"

At this time, a young voice appeared behind him, and the knights on horseback turned their eyes one after another.

In the field of vision, a black shadow flashed and appeared in front of the armored man.

"Who are you? How dare you ruin my good deeds!"

The armored man was startled at first, then calmed down, raised the riding crop in his hand, and asked fiercely.

"We are the Sky Shield Pioneers, specially designed to deal with evil scum like you!"

Mo Ziyun said coldly, unsheathing his swords.

"Sky Shield...uh..."

Before the armored man could say anything, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He lowered his gaze, only to find that his head had already flown away from his body.

"Ah! The army is coming! Run!"
Chapter completed!