ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Burning Sky's steel-like golden claws grazed the side of its head, fingertips hooking its armor-like carapace, sending out a dazzling spark.

On the carapace on the side of the sandworm queen's head, there was a shallow mark.

Behind the Burning Sky, the tail spike of the Queen of the Sandworms had already emerged from the sand without warning, stabbing towards its abdomen.

The speed was beyond imagination, and the sand was dragged several meters high, as if it were a huge wave made of sand.

The huge body of the burning sky twisted violently in mid-air, who could have imagined that such a huge body would have such a flexible and vigorous body, the queen of the sand worm stabbed the air, her small eyes narrowed, and she directly turned the thorn into a whip, and the huge tail was like a giant whip towards the burning sky.

The two beasts fought, and Purple Pupil and the others had already acted quickly to put the children in the iron box.

Eyes swept over a small hand exposed in the sand in the distance, purple pupils hurriedly flew over, raised their hands into the wind, and directly blew away the quicksand above, only to see a small child lying on the ground, but it was four or five years old, wrapped around the neck of a white rag, which seemed to be torn off from the clothes.

She was overjoyed and pulled the child up.

I saw that the little guy really had a wound on his neck, but he didn't know what was going on, and he had fainted at the moment.

Reaching out to probe his snort, feeling that there was still a faint breath, the purple pupil felt a little calmer, holding his pulse wrist with one hand, and while checking his pulse, he carried him to the iron box not far away.

The little guy's pulse is quite stable, but it is too weak, and it seems that he is originally weak, coupled with blood loss, hunger and lack of water, he will faint.

Finding the reason, Zitong took out something again, but this time it was a Biluo fruit, she bit off most of it, and only stuffed a small piece of it into the child's mouth.

This little guy is only four or five years old, and he will not be able to bear it if he eats one, but this small bite is enough.

"Take good care of him!"

Putting Mr. Qin's son into the arms of a relatively large child, Zitong admonished loudly.

"Okay."

The eldest child immediately agreed and took Mr. Qin's son into his arms.

At this time, Mu Yi had already brought a child over, and Zitong immediately caught the child and helped him into the iron box.

The people around also gathered one after another.

"How's it going, no other kids yet?" Lan Yinshui asked while stuffing the child he had brought into the iron box.

"I guess there isn't." Xu Dali said.

"Okay, you protect the box in the hidden water, and the others enter the box, and I'll drag the sandworm queen."

Purple Pupil commanded loudly, turned around and spread her wings.

"Everyone, get into the box!" Lan Yinshui immediately shouted.

Things have come to this point, and everyone's trust in Purple Pupil has also improved, Xu Dali took the lead, and several generals also got into the iron box separately.

"The people from the academy come with me!"

The purple disciple took Ye He, flew and jumped to the other iron box, and also got in, and several other disciples also followed him and got into the iron box.

Before, everyone didn't understand that Zitong had to leave with the iron box like this, but now after seeing the burning sky, everyone already knows the truth.

"Get in!" Lan Yinshui raised his hand and grabbed Mu's arm.

"Leave me alone."

Mu withdrew his hand, spread his light wings, and rushed directly towards the sandworm queen with the purple pupils.

If she doesn't go, how can he go?

Rushing into the air in front of the sandworm queen, the purple pupil raised his hand, and on the blade of the knife, he immediately carried the wind and rain.