"Damn, what do you think we should do now?"

Wu Jing's body is extremely weak and overdrawn, just like a dying person, the slightest carelessness will be lost.

"There is no way, the only way for the boss to do so now is for us to send Miss Wu out of this desert and back to the city to the hospital, I hope Miss Wu can hold on!"

Zator shook his head, he was very unconfident about the situation of Wujing, he often encountered such lost people in the desert, some were lucky enough to make it to the hospital, and some were silent on the way.

"So what are you waiting for?

Cheng Yiping doesn't say much in this desert, what he trusts is this guide, then again, if he doesn't trust it, he won't add money to ask him to take it into the desert, the super search app is indeed very powerful, it can lead Cheng Yiping to find Wu Jing easily, but he can't do anything about the difficulties in reality, I'm afraid this is why there is help from finding things.

After all, in the final analysis, the Super Finding App is just a navigation system after all!

Without further ado, Cheng Yiping and Zato hurriedly put Wu Jing on a camel and tied him up, and then one rode a camel to the edge of the desert.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

Rumble!!!

The two of them rode their camels for a long time, and suddenly they saw a low thunderous roar in the sky, Zator raised his head, closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers in the air as if groping and feeling something, and suddenly opened his eyes violently, and his face was pale.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, how can this be, this is going to meet this, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

A series of deaths made Cheng Yiping have a sense of foreboding, looking up, the sky was dim and dustless, as if there was some terrifying power brewing in the heavy clouds high in the sky, and the sound of thunder came from afar, as if the end was coming.

"What the hell happened to Lazar?"

Even Cheng Yiping, who is not familiar with the desert Gobi, can still feel the urgency of the impending storm in the air, as if the instinct from life tells him that danger is coming.

"Old, the board is a sandstorm, if I'm not mistaken, there's really a sandstorm ahead!"

Speaking of sandstorms, Latoll's teeth are trembling, the most feared encounter in the desert is sandstorms, the sky is full of sand and dust flying with the wind, obscuring the sky and the sun, the terrifying whirlwind with a crazy wind, enough to sweep anything away, even all the houses into the air, tearing into pieces.

Cheng Yiping's frightened eyes shot out of horror, even if he has a super search app, he is still just a mortal! In the face of natural disasters, he is like a small boat in a storm, without any resistance, don't look at those science channels on the TV news that when encountering a sandstorm, you just need to wear it into the eye of the wind, because the eye of the wind is the calmest, and it is easy to say, but you need to run to the eye of the sandstorm as a flesh and blood is simply a fool's dream! It is estimated that it was swept up before it could get close, and then the torn flesh and blood were blurred.

"Lattore, what should we do now?"

Feeling the terrifying power of the storm coming from the desert, Cheng Yiping wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the guide with a frightened mood.

"Boss has no choice, the sandstorm ahead is about to form, and it will definitely be a dead end for us to go forward!"

Big brother, I don't need to say this, I also know it, you know that there is a sandstorm ahead, and you still crash into it head-on, what? Do you really think you are a superhero?

Cheng Yiping rolled his eyes, but saw Zator's face was gloomy.

"Boss, the only way we have now is to turn around and leave, to get out of the sandstorm area before the sandstorm forms, otherwise once we are caught up in the sandstorm, we really have to resign ourselves to fate!"

Cheng Yiping nodded, his eyes fell on Wu Jing, who was weak on the back of the hump, and sighed in his heart, it was really unlucky for people to drink cold water and stuff their teeth, Wu Jing was already weak and needed first aid, but they encountered a sandstorm! The only hope was that Wu Jing could hold on until they got out of the sandstorm.

Resigned!

"In that case, let's go!"

Cheng Yiping was not a man of ink, so he immediately made a decision, and when Zator heard this, he hurriedly urged the camel to run to the rear, away from the sandstorm and towards the depths of the Gobi.

Entering the depths of the Gobi, there is still a glimmer of life in the area of avoiding the sandstorm, and it is really fateful to meet the sandstorm.

Camels also seem to feel the arrival of a sandstorm, and the threat to their lives makes them run quickly in the desert.

The wind swept up the yellow sand, filling Cheng Yiping's eyes, forcing him to hold the camel and close his eyes, looking back, only to see the thunder rolling in the sky in the distance, a piece of black pressure, a black line connecting the sky and the earth became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, closer and closer, it seemed that he could feel the wind and air flow around, and even clearly saw the sand under his feet being swept up by the whirlwind and drifting behind him.

The sky is full of yellow sand.

A tornado is coming.

Dust storm!

It's a struggle against time, it's a struggle against nature.

Rubbing shoulders with death.

"Damn, no, the boss can't do it, we have to stop, stop, we can't run the sandstorm, now the only way is to find a shelter from the wind and avoid the sandstorm!"

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny, Cheng Yiping and Todar rode a camel and galloped quickly on the desert, still unable to avoid the black sandstorm rolling behind them, covering the sky and the sun, as if the sky was plunged into darkness.

In the middle of the yellow sand, the camel stopped, and finally found a shelter from the wind, the camel sat cross-legged, lowered its head, Cheng Yiping and Zator hid Wu Jing and himself under the camel, only the thunderous cry and the sound of the wind and yellow sand overflowing in their ears.

Resigned.

Soon, a sandstorm swept in, driving countless yellow sand to cover and bury it, sweeping it across, and swept away anything that stood in its way!

Like a king's rampant wanderer in his realm, no one dares to avoid it.

After the sandstorm swept like the end of the world, the terrain of the entire Gobi was turned upside down by the sandstorm, some sand dunes were swept away, and some sand lands were directly turned into sand dunes.

In the middle of a white desert, it seemed that everything had fallen silent again, and suddenly there was a sound of shaking in a sand dune, and a camel raised its head, and then several people crawled out under the camel, spitting sand.

"Wu Jing!"

Cheng Yiping, who crawled out of the camel's belly with difficulty, felt that his mouth was full of sand, desperately spit out two mouthfuls of sand in his mouth, and quickly dragged Wu Jing out of the sand that was buried deep under the camel.