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Chapter 1: Tag Properties(1/2)

Sand and dust are everywhere, and the wind and sand are howling.

In the quiet and desolate desert, dry bones are occasionally lifted out by wind and sand, causing terror.

"Why!"

Gu Chuan held the spear in his hand and looked at the endless wind and sand ahead, feeling a little desperate.

The spear in his hand was found in a dry bone land and used to defend himself.

This is also his despair.

He doesn't know where this place is?

But from the dry bones he just found.

Broken swords, spears, ancient jewelry left over from dead bones, and traces that have not been eroded by wind and sand around them...

He guessed that he must have traveled through time.

Why is there such suspicion?

Gu Chuan turned around and looked at him. Several ancient men dressed in the past were a little dazed.

At the same time, a transparent interface appeared in front of him, showing the message of the man at the forefront.

Name: Wang Fugui

Identity: Ordinary Dead Man

Force: None

Realm: None

Practice: None

.............

And he had five other dead men like this, all of whom were tall and muscular.

He himself has such a panel, but it's different from them.

Host: Gu Chuan

Tag attribute: Hero (every day of survival, you can summon a junior dead soldier)

Realm: None

Force: None

Practice: None

Equipment: Broken refined steel gun.

.............

Looking at the system interface, Gu Chuan sighed again.

I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen pigs run away.

What is the system?

That is the standard for the protagonists in thousands of novels.

With the system, there is no doubt that you are the protagonist.

What old man, what bloodline against the sky, what taboo inheritance......

In front of the protagonist who has the system, it is all a mess.

What is sweeping across the three thousand worlds, fighting alone for the ages, conquering the nine heavens is no problem.

He was delighted when he knew that he had a system.

But then he was in a tragedy.

Without food or water, my combat power is a slag.

It is undoubtedly a dream to survive in this desert by yourself.

Fortunately, there is a dead tree several meters high near him.

In order to avoid attacks from wild beasts such as wolf dogs, he hung on a dead tree for a whole day on the first day.

It was not until the first dead soldier was born that he tried to travel through this desolate desert under the escort of Wang Fugui.

It is precisely because of the protection of these dead soldiers that he can survive in this desert full of silence.

Otherwise, the wolf, dog, snake, and beast in the desert would be enough to make him die several times.

As for the spear in his hand, Gu Chuan used it entirely in front of a crutch.

Kill the enemy, it doesn't exist.

With his physical fitness, if he can't wave it a few times, he will probably only be exhausted and then wait for death on the spot.

.............

Bent over and picked up the spear in his hand, Gu Chuan and his group continued to walk through the desert.

"Him--"

Suddenly, yellow sand filled the earth not far away, like a whirlwind.

In the desert, there are often scenes of yellow sand filling the sky and wind shaking sand.

This scene is not strange. Gu Chuan has become used to it these days.

But he stopped, held guns in his hands, and looked alertly at the front covered by the wind and sand.

This is a habit he has developed over the past few days.

No one knows what is in this world or in this desert.

On the road these days, they have seen too many dead bones and too many burial sites...

These all interpret what is desert, the forbidden zone of life.

At this time, Wang Fugui quickly walked up to him and said vigilantly: "Young Master, there is movement in front of you, and there is the neighing sound of a horse."

"Horse sound?"

Horse bandit?

Or something?

Upon hearing this, Gu Chuan thought in his heart.

Judging from the scenes he encountered in the desert these days, this world should be a fantasy world similar to that of ancient times.

He had a good impression of the remaining weapons and the accessories left by the owner of the Dead Bone.

If the system does not mark the words "realm, practice method" and other words.

He might still think that this world is an ancient world.

"hiss--!"

The sound of the horse's hooves shaking the ground made Gu Chuan completely come to his senses.

Looking at Wang Fugui and others who were scattered in a circular shape around him and were in a wary manner, he didn't say anything.

He has always been very clear about his positioning.

Now he is just an ordinary person. Although he is in charge of the system, this cannot change anything, at least it cannot change anything at present.

Moreover, he may not be as good as an ordinary person.

In the systematic judgment, Wang Fugui and others are also ordinary people.

In these days, he has seen the power of these ordinary people.

What kind of jackals, tigers and leopards are under their hands, and they can't even hold on for a minute, and they are broken into skulls and eat meat and drink marrow.

In contrast, he is a real ordinary person.

"Sa——"

The sound of the horse's neighing sound became clearer in the gradually fading wind and sand.

Wang Fugui and the other two looked at the gradually dissipating wind and sand, their feet crossed back and forth, their shoulders and neck muscles were tense, and they held weapons found from the dry bones in their hands, looking ahead with vigilance.

The sand and dust slowly receded, and the yellow sand returned to the desert.

"Protect the young master!" Wang Fugui suddenly said loudly.

The yellow sand dissipated, and dozens of horses wearing veils and holding big swords suddenly appeared in front of them, and the horses neighed.

The leader looked at them coldly with a few glances, and then said in a low voice:

"take away!"

Hearing this, the bandits behind them took out a short bamboo tube from their arms and put it beside their mouths. Blasts of white smoke came out of the bamboo tube.

Although I don’t know what these white smoke have, it’s nothing more than the smoke.
To be continued...
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