"You're not dead, and I'm not dead...... But if you look at it this way, we won't be able to last long. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Ye Fan helped Shen Jiayao sit up and said in a deep voice: "You must find a way to escape." ”

Shen Jiayao dragged her weak body, propped up her eyelids, glanced around, and asked in a voice like a mosquito, "Ye Fan, where are we?"

"The desert, the Nevada Desert. Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, as expected, there was no signal at all.

They are completely out of touch with the outside world.

"Oh......" Shen Jiayao listened to his answer, but quieted down and stopped talking.

"I'm going to put the parachute away and get out of here in a minute. Ye Fan patted her head and dragged his heavy steps to tidy up the parachute.

It's their only possessions, a few ropes, a parachute plastic cloth bag, and maybe more useful than a cell phone in the desert where no one is.

"Come up, I'll carry you!" Ye Fan returned to Shen Jiayao, tied a parachute around his waist, squatted down and gave her his back.

The girl struggled to climb onto his back, and the two men, lost in the desert, began the arduous trek.

In the Nevawa Desert at night, with only the occasional cold whirlwind, there is no life, and occasionally a few dead poplar trees, twisted like sculptures, are displayed on the sand dunes.

"Ye Fan, you say, will we go to hell if we die......" I don't know how long, Shen Jiayao's soft murmur came from my ears.

"Yes. Ye Fan nodded slightly.

"Hmm...... Mr. Ye, I ...... I'm so cold......" Her voice was a little misty, like in a dream.

Ye Fan suddenly realized that he hadn't noticed her body temperature, and at this time, there was a cold touch on her skin in the palm of her hand, without a trace of temperature.

Flying from Dubai to the United States, Shen Jiayao has been wearing a short skirt, and she has no way to resist the cold in the desert! The low temperature close to zero, coupled with the sequelae of high-altitude reaction, Shen Jiayao is about to be unable to bear it.

"Oops!"

I can't continue to walk aimlessly, I have to find a place to make a fire to keep warm!

But how can a bonfire be lit in this ventilated place?

Ye Fan was ruthless, picked up Shen Jiayao on his back, disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already fled hundreds of meters away.

He wanted to use this method of quickly consuming the true qi to find a sheltered place as soon as possible.

The girl on her back was already unconscious, Ye Fan continued to move in one direction, burning Zhenqi crazily, consuming the vitality in her body, and before she knew it, she had opened a distance of more than ten kilometers from the place where they fell!

The desert of a foreign country seemed to be ruthlessly indifferent to outsiders, his eyes were full of yellow sand, and there was no hope in sight, but just when he was almost desperate, it gave him a ray of light.

A huge pile of wind-corroded boulders stood not far ahead, dark and obscuring the view.

Ye Fan rushed up desperately, and on the leeward side, he spread out his parachute bag and put Shen Jiayao on top.

Behind this wind-eroded boulder, a few crooked poplar trees stood tenaciously, cutting down these dead branches, Ye Fan set up a firewood pile.

Disheveled!

The true fire of Samadhi ignited and ignited these branches, Ye Fan hugged Shen Jiayao tightly, rubbing her hands and feet for warmth,

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