After getting on the bus, Kahn told Kahsha what happened at the outpost as a story.

There was no big response, and after all, only a few people died.

It was night, but the caravan did not stop to make a fire and cook.

On the surface, it was to catch up with the delayed progress during the day, but in fact it was the leader who wanted to stay away from the weird outpost as much as possible.

It was a little cold at night. Kahn closed the window, took out a blanket to cover it, and slept on the bed early to join Kahsha to keep warm.

"There will be a forest next. According to this progress, it will take at least one month for us to get home."

After passing Kalduga, you can’t see the sea along the way. The terrain will slowly transition from forest to grassland, and then from desert to desert.

"I'm very happy to be able to go home." Kasha turned her back to Kahn, took one of his hands and pressed against her soft belly, and let out a satisfying hum.

The temperature of the lower abdomen was slightly higher and the palms were very warm. Kahn couldn't help asking, "Are you cold?"

Without saying that he was alive, Kasha just wrapped herself tightly with her back against the other person.

...

Two weeks later, the caravan arrived and left Kalduga and saw the first river.

This river Kahn is also familiar with it, and is one of the tributaries of the Mother of Life.

The next road is simple. Just walk along the river and you can reach the Myelograph Market. When you pass by Kehalisse on the way, the two of them will get off and head to the small valley of their hometown alone.

Kahn also told the leader early on about this and asked him to book a camel to cross the desert.

...

About two weeks later, Kahn stood by the river with his luggage, watching the caravan go away, with only one person and a camel left beside him.

"Finally, there are only two of us left." After saying goodbye to the caravan, I finally didn't have to estimate the eyes of others, but at this moment, my head was scorching and my scalp was hot, and I didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

"Here, put on this." Kasha took out two white cloaks, the kind with hoods, which can effectively prevent the direct damage to the skin by sunlight, but the heat remains unabated.

Kahn put his cloak on his body, and found that Kahsha was attracted by the scene being staged by the river.

On the hot desert, even the space looks distorted, and the desert palms in the distance become crooked. The mother of life in the desert still looks like she is dying. A layer of shallow river water flows through the riverbed, scraping away a layer of mud and sand and becoming extremely turbid.

Even so, there are many carnivorous and herbivores gathered by the river. The latter is alert to these natural enemies and comes to the river to drink water. However, they do not know that there are terrifying predators hidden in the water.

A long crocodile lurking in the turbid river water suddenly launched an attack and rushed out of the water with an unsightly momentum.

The crocodile group was frightened and turned around and ran wildly, but the crocodile here was a little different from the crocodile that Kahn remembered. Not only was it bigger, but it actually had a good explosive power after getting ashore. It ran around from behind, bit the neck of a crocodile, slowly retreated and dragged it into the river.

The other alien-horned antelope were frightened and retreated more than ten meters away to see, while the crocodile companions set off to gather to share the food. Soon a blood red appeared in the river, but immediately mingled into the mud and sand, erasing the traces.

Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest. These things are happening every day, and as long as they have nothing to do with the void, they will not care about it.

"Look at the crocodile again and rushed up and eat you." Kahn approached from behind, grabbed Kasha's arms, and frightened her delicate body.

Kasha, who came to her senses, tapped Kahn with a pair of pink fists, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Just like this crocodile, it dares to rush over, I dare to ride on its back and play with it without having to transform. It can't do death rolling on the ground, and it can't reach me standing on my back."

"Yes, yes, yes, I know you are the best." Kahn pretended to surrender, but actually encouraged him: "Since you have all ridden it, why not domesticate it into a mount?"

"Is this creature's brain enough? Could it be that it would be that it would be possible to lift a piece of meat with a fishing rod in front of it and lure it forward?" Kasha was confused when she said to Kahn, and she even thought about it seriously. This was exactly what she was cute.

"Congratulations, you invented the perpetual motion machine!"

“???”

Kasha was confused. Although she couldn't understand what Kahn was saying, she was definitely not praising her.

"Ahem, crocodiles are fish, there is nothing wrong with fishing."

As far as Kahn knows, there is a larger sand crocodile in the heart of the Shurima Desert, which has completely abandoned its aquatic nature and can stay in arid desert for a long time.

They hunt during the sun during the day to maintain blood temperature, and then buried in the sand to rest at night. This sand crocodile was tamed by some Shurima people and rode them to fight.

"Okay, don't think about riding crocodiles, just ride our camels honestly. It's time to get on the road. Before nightfall, we have to be far enough from the water source, otherwise we will be harassed by wild beasts." Jumping over this unrealistic topic, Kahn pulled Kasha towards their camels.

He stood on the side of the camel, raised his hand and held Kasha to let her ride on her high hunchback first.

"Riding a camel? I'm familiar with this." As soon as I rode on the camel Kasha's DNA, I moved. I still remember what Kasardin taught her clearly.

"I'm familiar with this too." Kahn then rode up, his crotch squeezed into the gap between the two humps, and tightly squeezed with Kahsha's buttocks.

The feeling of putting on the chest on the back made Kasha suddenly remember the scene of sharing a camel with Kahn for the first time. Kasadin was beside her, wearing the same blanket. The small movements they made on their backs were really... Now when I listened to Kahn's words, I just felt that he seemed to be teasing himself vaguely, and I don't know if it was an illusion.

I just blame myself for loving him so much at that time. Although I love him very much now, I am not as irrational as I was at that time.

This time Kahn did not do anything to her, just some very normal physical contact. He helped Kahsha adjust her sitting position and took the initiative to grab the reins.

"Old rule, let's take turns to ride, I'll do it first." He pulled the reins and made the camel's mouth tilt, and the pack beast under his crotch stepped out his hooves and carried the two of them toward the direction of their homes.

"Okay." Kasha was still thinking about the situation at that time and how it was different from now.

She found that Shurima had not changed, but they both had grown up.

"Will it not be burdened with two people riding a camel? We are much heavier than before."

Three years ago, they looked like children, but now she has grown to a tall 1.7 meters tall, and Kahn is still half a head taller.

"Probably not, why don't I hold you? Share a little weight for the camel."

"oh."

Kasha nodded silly, not realizing that something was wrong for the moment.
Chapter completed!