Fifteen hundred steps to the east, already in the direction of the illusion. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info but she still didn't see anyone on this road, she was looking for Yuheng, how could she get lost in the end.

"Girl, I don't think it's going in the right direction, and we may not be able to find our way back. Fengchen kept holding Sinan and looked around.

Everywhere you can see within a radius of several miles, there is indeed no figure.

Just as Yan Song decided to return the same way, he suddenly found that the yellow sand in the distance filled the entire sky.

She immediately became alert, "Wind and dust, it's too late, hide there and climb down." ”

The only thing that can block the wind is the slightly higher sand dunes over there, and the wind and sand move very fast, and in less than half a column of incense, there is a strong air flow blowing here.

The wind carried grains of sand and made it impossible to open your eyes and breathe. Yan Song grabbed the burden in one hand and curled himself up to prevent the wind and sand from blowing away. She couldn't care about the wind and dust on the side, so she could only wait quietly for the wind and sand to pass.

Suddenly, Fengchen shouted, and there was no other sound.

She tried to open her eyes and groped towards the dusty place, but she couldn't find anyone else.

A strong wind blew, but she didn't resist it, and rolled down the sand dunes with a scream......

She clung to the burden, and she had already rolled far away, and could only lie on her stomach, trying to catch her breath. After a long time, the wind and sand passed, and she was covered with a thick layer of yellow sand, and she struggled to get up from the yellow sand.

After the wind and sand, she was completely separated from the wind and dust. Worst of all, she didn't know where she was now, and after she rolled down the dunes, she had lost her original direction.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Suddenly, there was a moan from behind the dunes, intermittently. She moved cautiously behind the dunes, it could be that Fengchen had just been injured.

She walked to the back, and there was a person lying on the ground, wearing the armor of the Jade General, and there were traces of dried blood on his chest.

Could it be a wounded soldier?

She lifted him to his feet and wiped a piece of blood from his face.

"Prince......?"

She continued to frantically wipe the remaining blood from his face, confirming that it was the prince himself.

He was hit by an arrow in the chest, and he was pulled out by someone, and he was bleeding profusely. Fortunately, the location of this wound is relatively biased, but looking at his appearance, his face is bloodless, and it should be that the injury is aggravated due to excessive blood loss.

How could he be injured, isn't he the crown prince? That Yu Heng, isn't Yu Heng also ......

"What about the others, Your Highness, wake up, what about the others?"

Yan Song patted him on the cheek, but no matter how she asked, his head drooped to the side, obviously unconscious.

Fortunately, the burden she had just guarded was still there, the medicine and rations that she had cleaned up yesterday. She hurriedly untied his clothes, and the single clothes inside were stained with a large amount of blood, which was shocking.

She hadn't thought he had shed so much blood, no, how could he have that much blood.

The area around the wound was a little purple, and there wasn't much blood coming out of it, and her hand was shaking, probably surprised when she saw the wound. The prince, the dying man in front of him is the prince of Yudu.

She couldn't believe that one day she would have the crown prince's life in her hands.

She once thought that if the crown prince fell one day, she would definitely take revenge on everything she had done before.

But now, the prince was lying in her arms, his face was still very bad, and she leaned down from time to time to listen to his breathing. She had never studied medicine, let alone read a medical book. But she knew that if he didn't breathe, he would die.

"Xiaoli, Xiaoli......" The moment she leaned down, she heard the voice. It turned out that it was not Yu Qian's moaning, but that he had been shouting a name - Xiao Li.

His injuries were very serious, probably because his consciousness was also blurred, and this small separation existed in the depths of his memory. She lifted him up and slowly pushed something into his mouth. Fortunately, he hadn't reached the point where he couldn't eat, otherwise she would really have left him.

After all, Yu Heng hadn't been found yet, and these medicines and food had to be kept for Yu Heng, and she was even more worried about whether Yu Heng was also so seriously injured at this time.

"Xiao Li!" Yu Qian in her arms didn't know where to get the strength, and suddenly raised her hand to hold her face.

Yan Song was a little at a loss and turned his head. This guy is already delirious, but half an hour later, there will be wind and sand again, if she doesn't leave at this time, she may miss Yuheng.

Can you go, can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hold on? Yu Heng and the dying prince in front of her, her choice ......

After all, she was ruthless and stuffed most of the medicinal herbs and food on him. If his consciousness is clear, he should be able to survive for a while with these.

"Xiaoli, Xiaoli, don't go......"

He had been talking in his dreams in a daze, and he probably never imagined that he would end up like this. Looking at his usual unpleasant appearance, and now he is helpless and pitiful, he is really like two people.

Yan Song couldn't think about it anymore, would Yu Heng also be seriously injured in this Lost Sand Dune at this time, waiting for someone to rescue him?

"Xiaoli, don't go......" Yu Qian followed the direction she was walking, threw herself on, and fell to the ground, the wound on her chest worsened.

"Little Separation ......"

She stopped, maybe Yuqian had a dream, and the departure of Xiaoli in the dream was as unbearable as the pain on her body now. Maybe it was because that kind of attachment was too similar to her, which reminded her of her mood when she watched Yu Heng leave her back at the wedding banquet that day.

Only those who have had hope will know what disappointment is.

She didn't come here for that person, but she still couldn't bear to see death without help.

The medicine and rations were only enough for two more days, and if no one could find them after these two days, would they be buried in the loess?

She wiped his wounds with the clean clothes on her body, and she didn't dare to use the little water she had. Half of this water was given to Yu Qian, and she was reluctant to drink the remaining half, if she met Yu Heng along the way, the only remaining water might be able to save him.

"Little Separation ......"

For half a day, Yan Song dragged him away with a cloth bag made of old clothes. Sometimes he would open his eyes and shout the name "Xiaoli", and sometimes he would simply pass out.

Perhaps, he will die tomorrow. Yan Song thought so, even though she knew it wasn't a good idea. But she was always afraid that if he really died, wouldn't it be a waste of the things and water she had given him.

So, most of the time, she still expects him to get better.

At sunset, she was about to go down the mountain, and the last thing she wanted to meet was coming. This storm is even more menacing than the previous one. Last time, she and the dust had been washed away. This time, will she and this waste man be able to survive in peace?

She chose a leeward place to hide, and Yu Qian lay sideways beside her, his wounds ventilated, and he could only be covered with his original armor. She grabbed his arm, trying not to let the wind and sand blow him away.

But she underestimated this wind and sand, it was a storm that blew away more than half of the sand on the sand dunes behind her. The sand from the pavement drowned her, and as soon as she breathed, the sand felt uncomfortable as if it had penetrated into her lungs.

She coughed and sucked in the sand, clutching his arm as she moved farther and farther away from hers. It was her only hope for the day, and the man she had run out of food and water was getting farther and farther away from her.

Even if he was to be blown away, she couldn't leave him behind, he still had food and medicine on him.

Yan Song tried hard to block the wind and sand with his hands, turned around and then grabbed the force of his arm, and changed his posture to lie on his body.

The arms, the chest, the breath, and the little separation from his mouth that never stopped calling...... She couldn't care so much, she clasped him with both hands and held on to it.

Under the sound of the wind, she could hear Yu Qian's heartbeat, poof, poof, very quiet, very normal...... His chest was hot, and she had always thought that a person who liked dark and damp places was cold in heart and body.

It turns out that it is not.

She lay on top of him, and saw that she was in the center of the storm, and she had just had a chance to catch her breath. Suddenly, an evil wind blew from his side, and the two people who were holding him fell like rollers.

In addition to the fact that the world was spinning in an instant, I don't know where the head was or the wind and sand were too big to breathe, and Yan Song also fainted.

I just felt that the bodies of the two were tied together, sometimes up and sometimes down, and they were blown away by the wind in the sand......

Perhaps, it was a road that ran counter to the way out.