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Chapter 72 073: Plastic Friendship

Zhao Hong and Qian Ming went straight to the bottom of the boat.

Although their cultivation was much better than those fed by Chen Jiuzhi's elixir, they were still in the Qi training stage.

Only the head of the Luo family and a few elders know the spell of Yu Jian's flight, and disciples like them who have only stepped into the practice with one foot will not be able to learn it even if they know it.

If they want to catch up with Ma Haohao and Tang Mingqiong, they can only step on the sand and stones under their feet to help them out, and they can jump into the small boat in the air by using their strength to hedge against each other.

……

The giant magic weapon that can carry two people consumes a lot of spiritual power to operate, and the speed of the boat is naturally very slow.

Zhao Qian and Zhao Qian shook their heads secretly while chasing.

The tactic of delaying the attack by the eldest lady and Tang was not very effective.I can escape for a while, but I can't escape forever. I can't avoid the ghosts in the soul-calling flags, but I will eventually fall into the hands of the two of them.

This is also their fate, destined to become a stepping stone for the two of them!

Zhao Hong stepped lightly, and was ahead of Qian Ming in an instant.

He was determined to take over Tang Mingqiong and Luo Qingyu, but he couldn't let Qian Ming get the first step!
Qian Ming gritted his teeth, this guy Zhao Hong is really treacherous, he even wears magical boots with magical powers.

He didn't show up when the three of them were chasing together just now, so he was left until this time to catch him by surprise.

Qian Ming was angry in his heart, but Zhao Hong had lost the opportunity by just one move. He could only suppress his resentment and wait until he caught up with Tang Mingqiong before thinking of other solutions.

Zhao Hong didn't understand what Qian Ming was thinking.

He asked himself that he was as talented as Qian Ming, and now that he had taken the lead, he would just do what Qian Ming wanted when the time came.

In this way, he was filled with pride. Seeing the small boat that Tang Ming and Qiong Ma were riding in was so close to his eyes, he suddenly fell into a trap unpreparedly.

Zhao Hong paused, as if she had stepped on a flat ground, and her body fell forward involuntarily.

Looking down, he saw that his right foot was sinking into a piece of fine sand. The calm sand surface seemed to be disturbed by him, and the fine sand grains slowly flowed like liquid.

Zhao Hong realized that she had stepped into a deep pit made of sand, and couldn't help struggling with all her strength in panic.

He didn't forget that he and Qian Ming were competing with each other, and it was easy for him to strike first. Who would have thought that something unexpected would happen when things were about to happen.

The more impatient Zhao Hong became, the more confused he was, pouring spiritual power into his right leg layer by layer, just wanting to get out of the bunker as soon as possible, so as not to let his calculation along the way fall short.

It was okay for him not to mobilize his spiritual power. As soon as he felt the operation of his spiritual power, the sand wrapped around his right foot seemed to be stimulated, and the flow speed suddenly accelerated several times.

The more Zhao Hong struggled, the more he was dragged into the bunker, and in an instant only half of his body was left exposed.

"Senior Brother Zhao, please give in! I'll take the first step, little brother!" Qian Ming passed by Zhao Hong and greeted him with narrowed eyes.

He thought that Zhao Hong would take the credit away from him again this time, but he didn't expect that there would be a sudden turn of events. If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have looked up to the sky and laughed a few times.

Zhao Hong's eyes flashed slightly, how could he not see Qian Ming's gloating?
The fine sand on his body wrapped him tighter and tighter, and he faintly felt that the sand penetrated through his cassock, burning his limbs and bones like crazy.

Caught in this bunker, he could not get out by himself, Zhao Honglu's hands outside the quicksand spoke quickly, and grabbed Qian Ming's feet.

If he wants to step on Zhao Hong's head, it depends on whether he will give in or not. If he can't get it, Qian Ming can't even think about it!
"Senior Brother Zhao, what are you doing?!" Qian Ming was caught by Zhao Hong and almost fell to the ground because his feet were unsteady. He frowned and cursed angrily.

Don't think that he doesn't know Zhao Hong's crooked idea in this fight, he accidentally got stuck in the sandpit, and he still wants to drag him into the water?Wishful thinking is pretty good!

Qian Ming's eyes rolled, and he lost his anger in just a moment, and his expression changed: "Brother Zhao, let go quickly. I will catch the man named Tang and bring the young lady back to you. I will definitely come to save you."

After he finished speaking, he went to look at Zhao Hong's expression, only to see that the veins on his forehead were bulging, his eyes were staring, the pupils were more than twice as large as usual, and he was staring straight ahead without moving.

A strange feeling rose in Qian Ming's heart, and he continued to say: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I, Qian Ming, always say the same thing. You and I say that we are brothers, but our friendship is deeper than that of biological brothers. I will definitely not marry you." Stay here!"

He was moved with emotion and understood with reason, but Zhao Hong didn't even blink his eyes.

"..." No matter how slow Qian Ming was, he realized that something was wrong with Zhao Hong.

"Brother Zhao...Zhao, Zhao Hong?"

He stabilized his voice, but his words still trembled.

After kicking tentatively with both feet, Zhao Hong's arms were easily thrown off the ground, making a soft "bang" sound.

Even his hideous face was exposed in front of Qian Ming's eyes.

"what--"

After Qian Ming let out a short exclamation, his legs weakened uncontrollably and he sat down on the ground.

Zhao, Zhao Hong...he actually died? !
Qian Ming couldn't care less about chasing Ma Haohao's slow-moving small broken boat, and stared blankly at Zhao Hong's death, his legs trembling constantly.

Zhao Hong in the sandpit stared straight ahead blankly with her round eyes wide open.

Qian Mingcai's kick not only turned him over, but also brought out his body wrapped in quicksand...

The body that was supposed to be strong was covered with thick yellow sand from the chest down. It was blown away by the wind in the desert, revealing Zhao Hong's white bones...

Qian Ming's eyes were filled with fear.

It took only a few breaths for Zhao Hong to fall into the sandpit, and there was only a layer of bones left in this moment of negligence?
There is absolutely something wrong with this sand!
"What are you still doing in a daze? Didn't you tell you to catch the kid surnamed Tang!"

While Qian Ming was timid, Chen Jiuzhi had already chased him and questioned his behavior sharply.

"Senior brother Chen! Zhao... Brother Zhao, he..." Qian Ming tremblingly pointed at Zhao Hong's body, stuttering and unable to speak.

He shuddered at the thought that he was sitting on a piece of man-eating sand.

"It's just a corpse, what are you afraid of!"

Chen Jiuzhi only glanced at Zhao Hong's body, then picked up the soul-calling banner in his hand, and put Zhao Hong into the ghost banner, and turned it into his own use.

Qian Ming was too scared to speak.

He looked at Chen Jiuzhi in disbelief, and for a moment he felt that this idiot in his eyes was more frightening than man-eating sand.

He didn't know how long it took before he trembled and found his voice: "Senior Brother Chen, ahead...there is quicksand ahead, we'd better be careful...Senior Brother Zhao just suffered from this quicksand!"

He reminded him kindly, but Chen Jiuzhi showed disdain on his face: "The quicksand is just trying to trap me, Chen Jiuzhi, but the man named Tang has a bad idea!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pick up Qian Ming who had collapsed on the ground.

Qian Ming got up from the ground, surprised and suspicious of Chen Jiuzhi's bold words.Are Chen Jiuzhi's words just nonsense, or does he really have something to rely on?
While he was in doubt, he was pushed hard from behind.

……

With one hand, Chen Jiu pushed Qian Ming into the quicksand that Zhao Hong was sinking into, and stepped on his back to jump up.

Using the life of his companion as a pedal, he leaped steadily over the quicksand into the hempy wooden bowl.

Qian Ming was pushed into the quicksand facing the sand. When he fell, he could feel the squirming of the sand.

The fine yellow sand penetrated into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose like tiny worms, eroding his flesh and blood like knives.

The pain of his internal organs being eaten away bit by bit made him unable to help but let out a desperate cry over the other.

(End of this chapter)