The red smoke rose, and the strong wind carrying the heat wave blew over, quickly blowing away the red smoke, and a sweet smell filled the air.
Half an hour passed quickly, and Marco Polo had lit the second bundle of red smoke.
Yan Xiaomo originally expected Marco Polo to call for reinforcements, but unfortunately she was overthinking everything.
It had been half an hour, and there was not even a single figure.
See.
It seems that we still have to think of other ways to cross the river.
"What's going on?
You should be here by this time."
Marco Polo said casually, holding a piece of hay in his mouth, taking off the hat on his head, looking around, but he didn't see anyone.
Yan Xiaomo ran to the hill and followed Marco Polo around, but saw no sign of anyone within a hundred miles.
"Is it the end of the world, and those people you mentioned no longer do this kind of business?"
This possibility is not impossible.
In the end of the world, survival is important, and few people will come out to do this kind of thing anymore.
Besides, the desert is so dangerous.
Marco Polo chewed the dogtail grass in his dry mouth, shook his head and said: "Probably not.
They stick to their duties.
Even if it is windy or rainy, the business will not be delayed.
How could they not do it?"
"It's hard to say."
Yan Xiaomo sighed softly.
Just when everyone was losing patience, they saw two figures sitting in the distance and running quickly towards this side.
"Look, look, they are coming."
Marco Polo turned his head and said excitedly towards Yan Xiaomo and the others with a happy face.
Yan Xiaomo looked towards the west and found two figures running towards this side quickly.
"Boy, it's you who lit the red smoke to summon us again."
The monkey came down from the running speed, holding a fairy stick in his hand and a big cigarette hanging from his mouth.
The Western Daredevil Niu Mo also jumped off the back of the fast runner and said to the monkey beside him: "We have to mention the price this time.
We were tricked by this kid last time."
"Boy, hand over the food you exchanged for things first, otherwise there will be no need to discuss anything else."
The monkey stared at Marco Polo with no good expression.
This guy had tricked them a lot in the last class, and this time he had to hand over the food before he could help.
"Two eldest brothers, we are all our own people, why are we so philistine?"
Marco Polo smiled softly.
There was nothing he could do last time.
He didn't have much food to begin with.
If he gave it all to them, he would starve to death. .
"Don't come here.
If you don't hand over the food, everything is off the table."
The monkey still insisted on his opinion and ran closer to the one behind him.
In this big desert in the west, there is no problem that the two brothers cannot solve, but there is a certain price to pay for asking them to come out.
Yan Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other parties were Bull Demon and Monkey.
"The food is here with me.
Look, is it enough?"
Yan Xiaomo asked King Lanling to place the basket of fruits he had prepared in front of the monkey.
Inside the fruit basket were peaches, bananas, and grapes that looked like black pearls.
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Each grape had an attractive luster.
The monkey's eyes were attracted by the big and red peach, and he swallowed subconsciously.
Darling, in all his years in the West, he can count the number of times he has eaten peaches on one hand.
Now is the end of the world, and he has almost forgotten the taste of peaches.
The crisp, juicy, tender and sweet peaches are so evocative. oshow7: