Hearing this, Muhai shook his head. "Well, you can drink water."

Say that finish MuHai hand with three bottles of mineral water to three people.
"Eldest brother this …"
Three people stare big eyes with thick unbelief.
"Eldest brother, you give us this method of hiding things." Ping Yinghao Gollum asked for a sip of water.
"It’s not time yet." Say that finish MuHaiMai striding away quickly …
Zhangwan
Chapter 277 Millimeter pressure
On March 13th, the second day of training.
From yesterday to today, the Devil’s team is very relaxed and has not been affected at all.
Muhai made the gods scan around looking for the secret service token while practicing.
But Muhai searched Fiona Fang for 10 kilometers and found nothing.
"Boss, we don’t worry about eating and drinking, but this secret service token is really hard to find." Ping Yinghao said.
"Yeah, it takes some luck to see the sample." Muhai nodded his head.
"Gollum …"
Four people each took a sip of water and walked forward again.
Four people already have scattered gods to search.
Although the scanning range of the other three gods is less than ten meters, four people are always faster than one.
The Devil’s team is all right, and the other agents’ assessment students are very uncomfortable.
One day after they entered the desert, their bodies were seriously short of water, their lips were dry and their feet were vain.
Every step is like extracting every ray of strength from the body.
They never thought that a small desert would put the lives of practitioners in danger.
If we don’t find water, our lives will be in danger.
Many students are in a hurry, and teams of special agents bump around like flies. Every time they go, they crouch down and dig quickly.
But this move makes them weaker and weaker.
Soon night fell.
Now it’s the month, even at night, there’s not much coolness.
On the contrary, the hot air of sand grains blows on my face one after another, which makes it even more difficult for students who have not drunk water for two days.
Somewhere in the eastern rocky desert
A group of students dressed in camouflage staggered and looked extremely pale. They helped each other to prevent falling.
Every step he takes, he takes two breaks.
For two days, they haven’t dropped water into Kadiantian, and their spiritual strength is exhausted. At this moment, they are already weak.
"Blare …"
The wind whines in the sand dunes like a night cat.
This team of students can’t help but listen to one leng and wake up a lot.
They nervously looked around and the weapons in their hands buzzed.