Chapter 107: Sandstorm and Sand Pirates (Part II)

In the desolate desert, the shadow of the sword flashed rapidly, and the sword light was like lightning. Between the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info between the sword and the sword, the caravan and the sand thieves are killed.

The sunset on the horizon was stained with blood, and the wind became stronger and stronger, sweeping stones and sand all around.

Wu Xiaohu's raised knife reflected the blood of the remnant sun, and a few drops of blood rolled down the blade.

The five wolves lay twitching on the sand, large swaths of their hair stained red with their own blood, but none of them died, and none of them could fight back.

The morale of the caravan was greatly boosted, and gradually gained the upper hand.

The cold wind was like a blade, and although Yin Qianhe did not participate in the fight, he felt that thousands of swords had pierced his body. The wind was a bit exaggerated, and she subconsciously leaned against the camel's body, otherwise she would probably be blown down.

The fighters also stumbled due to unsteady standing.

"Why is the wind so strong!" The wind and sand are almost charming, Yin Qianhe covered his eyes with his sleeves and asked loudly.

Uncle Yuan Jiu observed the situation around him and said worriedly: "It's not good, there may be a sandstorm."

At this time, some people among the sand thieves also shouted: "The sandstorm is coming, retreat!"

This shout caused a lot of panic, and the sand thief, who had just tried to kill his opponent, immediately stopped and fled in all directions, completely oblivious to the fact that there was a fat sheep in front of him.

The people of the caravan also collected their weapons and gathered around Uncle Yuan Jiu.

"Uncle Nine, what's the situation?" Wu Xiaohu asked.

Uncle Yuan Jiu said: "It is the precursor of a sandstorm, we must leave immediately and find a leeward sand dune or a low place to take refuge."

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly led the camels and horses, and followed Uncle Yuan Jiu to a low place.

The caravan struggled in the wind. The yellow sand formed a huge sand wall under the wind, and the sand wall was dozens of feet high, seemingly connecting the sky and the earth, and the heaven and earth were darkened in an instant.

It was moving toward the caravan at an astonishing speed. In contrast, Yin Qianhe had a feeling that he was constantly retreating.

"Hurry up, everybody." Qin Chong shouted to everyone as he walked.

"No, we'll be swept away sooner or later." Yin Qianhe also tried to raise his voice as much as possible, otherwise his companions might not be able to hear him.

Uncle Yuan Jiu said: "I haven't seen such a big sandstorm, and the season is not right, it's unusual!"

The wind howls like a beast out of a mountain, and the sand wall rolls like a huge wave boiling. The wind sweeps the sand over the sky and obscures the sun, and wherever it passes, the sand dunes will move with it. It was getting darker, and night had already fallen.

Horses and camels hesitated in fear, and some of them were already on their knees on their front legs, unwilling to move no matter how much they pulled or pushed.

Qin Chong looked back and saw that the sand wall was not far from them, "Let's go, leave the camels and horses alone." ”

The others listened to Qin Chong's words, left their camels and horses and continued to move forward.

Yin Qian was reluctant to give up the camel she was leading, because all the money she earned this time was on the back of this camel.

"Then what's the matter, everything is on the camels, and if we lose them, won't our trip be in vain?"

Qin Zhong said: "Miss Yin, money is a thing in the body, it is most important to protect yourself at this time, camels and horses can wait for the sandstorm to pass."

"Will you be able to get it back then?" Yin Qianhe pulled the camel hard, hoping that it could take a few more steps.

The sandstorm was already under the city with thousands of troops and horses, and the situation was urgent, so I heard Uncle Yuan Jiu shouting: "Everyone quickly wrap your heads in your clothes and roll down from the sand dunes."

Yin Qianhe saw that the sand wall was close in front of him, so he threw down the reins in his hand and prepared to take off his coat and cover his head as Uncle Yuan Jiu said.

At the moment of crisis, if you hesitate for a moment, you will step from the door of life to the door of death.

Just as Yin Qianhe took off his coat, the sandstorm had moved in front of her instantly. Before she could lie down, she was swept into the sand wall by the wind, and it was immediately dark in front of her, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Ah......h

Yin Qianhe was blown down by the wind and flipped with the sand wall. The body was vigorously wrapped in the wind and sand, and the flesh on the face was shaken violently.

She closed her eyes tightly, feeling as if she was being swallowed by a python, unable to breathe, unable to take her own initiative.

It's not going to die again, is it? This death is more painful than the last time! I knew that there would be such an ending, so I might as well grit my teeth and wipe my neck at the beginning.

Pessimistic emotions kept surging in his heart, and Yin Qianhe deeply recognized his weakness. Really, so weak......

When she was getting more and more disappointed, she was suddenly hit by something, and her unconscious consciousness returned.

"Miss Yin, Yin ...... Girl. ”

A voice sounded dimly in my ears, and before I could hear it clearly, it was blown away without a trace.

However, she did hear voices other than the wind. It's people, yes, it's people's voices. Who is it? Is anyone else caught up in the same way as her?

The wind and sand are raging, and bright colors slowly appear in the sky. The face of the desert has been changed by the wind, and the originally raised sand dunes have been flattened, and the recesses have been piled up with rounded curves.

Wu Xiaohu and the others were buried in a thick layer of sand, and when there was no movement outside, they came out from under the sand.

Wu Xiaohu patted the sand on his body and head, and said happily: "Fortunately, I rolled fast." Uncle Jiu, you still have experience. ”

Uncle Yuan Jiu spat out a few mouthfuls of sand and said, "That's right, otherwise the second master wouldn't have chosen me to lead the way."

"Yes. By the way, what about the second master and Miss Yin? ”

The people who came out shook their heads to indicate that they didn't see it.

"Second master, Miss Yin, come out quickly, the sandstorm has passed." Wu Xiaohu shouted at the ground.

shouted for a while, but didn't see Qin Chong and Yin Qianhe coming out of the sand. Wu Xiaohu was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked the others to look around together.

When he found that it was completely dark, he only recovered the lost camel and most of the dry food and belongings, but he did not see the figures of Qin Chong and Yin Qianhe.

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"Miss Yin, Miss Yin......"

Yin Qianhe heard that voice again, this time he heard it more clearly, it was Qin Chong, it was him calling her.

She blinked her painful eyes, and as she thought, it was Qin Chong who appeared in front of her, and he was looking at her with frowns.

"Second Master Qin," she struggled to sit up with her sore body, "Were you also swept into the wind just now?" ”

Qin Chongshu frowned and smiled, "It's not just now, it's already yesterday." ”

"Huh?"

Yin Qianhe pressed his still groggy head and looked left and right.

It was very bright, obviously daytime, and it seemed that it was indeed the next day. Except for Qin Chong, he couldn't see any other people or animals beside him.

"Eh, what about Brother Tiger and the others? What about camels? ”

Qin Chong's face was worried, and he sighed and said, "I don't know." I looked for it, and there were only two of us nearby. ”

"So, we're alone! So, then how do we go back? Are we going to be trapped here? ”

Thinking of being trapped in the desert, Yin Qianhe was so anxious that he jumped up from the ground, but when he stood up, he shook because of his soreness and weakness.

Qin Zhong supported her in time and comforted: "Don't worry, there will always be a way." Luckily, we still had some water and food to last for two days. (To be continued.) )