"Get to the ground, get to the ground."

Zhao San looked back and saw that Zhang Meng was fierce and auspicious, and hurriedly reminded.

The fat man with the pistol could only be in a hurry and did not dare to shoot indiscriminately.

"Damn! These wolves are all sperm, what a fucking cunning! If he bites like this again, Zhang Quede will be crippled if he doesn't die. The fat man said.

Just when everyone had no choice but to pin their hopes on Zhang Meng himself, a clear wolf howl suddenly appeared in the panicked night sky.

It's the White Wolf King!

Almost as soon as the White Wolf King had finished howling, the wolves gathered in a group let out the same wail, and this howl was indescribably distant in the night sky of the desert. But it was these sudden sounds that made the big green wolves who were about to kill Zhang Meng suddenly stop attacking, and several big green wolves that were pressing on Zhang Meng looked back unwillingly, and finally left the corpses of their companions and quickly evacuated with their tails between their legs in the howl of the wolves.

Zhang Meng simply picked up a life.

But the danger has just begun, before everyone understands what is going on, Zhang Meng, who was lying on the sand, found that it was an empty night sky, and suddenly flashed a round of red and blood-like full moon, the color of the moon is very weird, not only that, just now it was a cloudless night sky, at the moment when the blood moon appeared, there were black clouds around it that began to gather and climb towards the blood moon, and those black clouds would change their strange shapes from time to time, like all kinds of ancient corpses and monsters that everyone saw in the ancient tombs, they were armed with weapons and bared fangs, as if they could fall from the sky in the next moment.

The sudden appearance in the night sky stunned everyone again, and everyone was so shocked by this sudden scene that they were speechless, and even forgot to bandage their wounds.

The wound left by the big green wolf was very deep, and Zhang Meng, who was in pain, could hardly speak, but he still felt the sudden drop in temperature around him. Thinking of what Yan Wangdong had said before, Zhang Meng suddenly realized something, didn't care about the bite wound on his body, and hurriedly shouted at the people standing in place: "Dodge, dodge!" It's a sandstorm! Sandstorm! ”

Before he could finish this sentence, a whirlwind rolled out of thin air in the open space next to the ruins of the ancient city, and the whirlwind turned into a storm with a diameter of tens of meters in an almost instant, and around it, quicksand was constantly attracted and gathered like a magnet. And Zhang Meng and these people were on the periphery of the sandstorm, and the storm that had just formed was almost like a demon devouring quicksand, and soon spread outward to the ruins of the ancient city where Zhang Meng and the others were, and everyone who had just fought with the wolves was instantly surrounded by this storm.

Seeing that he had been trapped, Dr. Wang immediately said calmly, "Go to the center of the storm, quickly." ”

Zhang Meng knows the reason why Dr. Wang said this, the center of the storm is often the calmest place, but the speed of the storm is also unattainable by human speed, although the current sandstorm is forming and has not yet moved, but even if it really enters the center of the sandstorm, I am afraid that it will be swept into the sky by the subsequent storm in an instant.

"Grab the cornerstone of the site!" Zhang Meng said.

Zhang Meng was almost reminding the inexperienced expert group in the loudest voice, but the sandstorm was just around the corner, and no one could hear his shouts. The only thing we can do now is to pray that the sandstorm is not strong and that the foundation stones on the ruins of the ancient city are buried deep enough so that everyone will not be swept away.

No one expected that a sandstorm would suddenly blow at this time, and the scale was so large, especially since the center of the sandstorm was still around the ruins of the ancient city, and there was no time for everyone to prepare to escape. Now everyone remembers what Yan Wangdong said before that the blood moon is in the sky, and there must be no good omen, so they regret it, but now even if it is too late.

At this moment, the people who were clutching the stones could only pray that they would not be swept away by the sandstorm.

But when you think about it, the truth is cruel.

The wind at the moment of the sandstorm was very strong, even reaching the strength of a twelve-level typhoon, except for the cornerstone under Xiaowan City, other tents and radio communication equipment were lifted into the sky almost immediately, and even some people who did not grasp the cornerstone were swept into the wind and sand screaming.

Zhang Meng is one of the unfortunate ones.

Zhang Meng, who was swept into the sky by the sandstorm, fainted at that time because of his injuries.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Meng felt that he had a long and tired nightmare, he dreamed that he was constantly floating in the sky, and it seemed to be like riding a bumpy train, the bones were about to be scattered, and the internal organs in his body were completely moved. I don't know how long I floated in the sky, until I felt the scorching sun, and I was thrown down fiercely, followed by the steel ball-like sand beside me.

Zhang Meng knew that if he was covered by yellow sand, he would be completely hopeless.

Almost with a willpower, he struggled outward in the rain-like yellow sand.

No matter how painful it was to be patted on his body, Zhang Meng finally lay flat on the sand at the moment when the sandstorm stopped, and then tried his best to breathe every breath of fresh oxygen over Lop Nur.

He wanted to move, but he didn't have any strength at all, and even his breath seemed to be bloodstained.

I don't know how many bones on the body have been broken, all the internal organs have been displaced, the mouth and nose are full of blood, the throat is dry and thirsty, under the direct sunlight in the desert, Zhang Meng is almost about to die of pain, in a trance, Zhang Meng seems to see Zhang Shaohong, Zhang Shaotu, Zhang Shaoba three brothers, as well as monks, Chen lame, sick ghosts, little red lady, Fu Bo, Gao Jin, green pheasant...... Almost every person who died, they stood in the sunlight and waved to themselves.

Zhang Meng wanted to respond, but his body didn't look like his own, and he couldn't move at all.

Am I going to die?

Is it finally time for a family reunion?

After so many life and death disasters, I finally can't avoid it!

Zhang Meng smiled slightly, he suddenly found that he was so calm in the face of death, and he was no longer the little boy who didn't understand anything and was afraid. But at the moment when Zhang Meng was about to die, a man wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses suddenly appeared in his last sight.

"It's Brother Jun!"

At the moment when he closed his eyes, Zhang Meng only had such a thought in his mind, and then he passed out completely. This time, Zhang Meng didn't even have any consciousness at all, but he was very relieved, because as long as he saw Brother Jun, he was relieved of everything. i640