In addition to sandstorms, there is also an extreme weather in the storm sand sea - bad snow.

Since the first monks came to settle in the storm sand sea thousands of years ago, there have only been three recorded evil snows, but each appearance of bad snow means disaster and massacre.

Bad snow is not snow, although it looks a lot like snow, and the white in this place where even the sand is black seems to be quite beautiful, and the absolute visual clash of black and white will give people an extremely strong shock.

But the reason why Evil Snow is called evil is because it kills people.

Vicious Snow kills any living creature it comes into contact with, whether it's a human or a primordial beast, even the most tenacious desert plants.

Everything that is alive will be robbed of life in the fluttering and dancing of the snow.

It can even pass through the True Yuan Shield and kill the monk without any scruples.

And the evil snow molecules in the air will enter the body with the breath, and once they accumulate to a certain amount, it is also a dead end.

The only way to resist the evil snow is to encapsulate the clothes, but this method can only solve the temporary difficulty, and just breathing for a long time will kill people.

In the historical record, the most casualties of the storm sand sea are the second bad snow event, ninety percent of the inhabitants of the sand sea died in that bad snow, and no one dared to approach the entire storm sand sea for three hundred years after that.

At this time, a small snowfall was falling on an oasis in the southwest of the storm sand sea.

The vegetation of the entire oasis died the next day, and the 20,000 scorpions that had besieged the oasis also died immediately, but those who survived the siege had to survive the scorpion swarm.

They don't have enough food, water, and even air.

No one knows how long the underground shelter will last.

"Twenty more people committed suicide today, in order to free up resources for their children! Little Senior Brother, when will Fang Zhen's support arrive? Hold out here for three more days at most, and everyone will die by then. Wei Shiren came to Jun Zhiping's side with a calm face, although he already knew the true identity of this little senior brother, he still called the other party a little senior brother.

Without waiting for Jun Zhiping to answer, Liu Xueji on the side answered first, and said, "The husband will definitely come, we just need to believe him!"

Wei Shiren sighed and said, "If he knew our specific location, of course I believe that he will come, but now that we have completely cut off contact, he doesn't even know our specific location, and he doesn't even know if we are still alive, how can he guarantee that he will arrive before we die?"

Liu Xueji's eyes were firm and said, "I believe in him!"

Jun Zhiping patted Wei Shiren on the shoulder and said, "That's a guy who can create miracles, I also believe in him, can any of us rescue even one person in Beizhou?"

Wei Shiren took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I'll continue to believe him!"

Seven days ago, when Liu Xueji and Jun Zhiping appeared in front of Wei Shiren through the scorpion swarm, the latter was shocked, whether it was because of the appearance of the two or because Jun Zhiping's true identity was enough to shock Wei Shiren.

But just as Jun Zhiping assured Fang Zhen, this big man is trustworthy, and there is no problem at all for Jun Zhiping's identity to turn around Wei Shiren, and there is not even any change, just like nothing has changed.

At that time, everyone felt that hope came, as long as Fang Scar solved the problem of Shaq City, then everyone was saved.

They had strong underground shelters, they had enough food and water, and they had more than two hundred monks, and a similar number of mortals, all of whom felt they could hold on.

Especially after Wei Shiren killed the evil monks who took it for granted to put all mortals to death in the first place.

A day later, however, a terrible snow fell.

At that time, more than 100 monks who were fighting outside were directly lost in half, and half of those who escaped were seriously wounded, and more than a dozen died after being tortured.

Bad snow is like a poison, and it is like a disease, direct large-scale contamination will cause immediate death, and a certain dose of contact will make people have various symptoms of malignant diseases, and finally die in painful pain.

Of the more than 200 monks, only one hundred and seventeen remained, and a dozen mortals died in order to block the entrances and exits and vents of the shelter that could have drifted into the snow.

The next few days were an unbearable wait.

If it weren't for Wei Shiren's high prestige among the crowd, if he hadn't patted his chest and promised that someone would definitely come to support him in half a month at most, the people here would have collapsed long ago.

But even so, people are dying every day.

Whether it is a monk or a mortal, the probability of death in the face of evil snow is the same, and in the face of such a disaster, the monk is not necessarily stronger than the mortal.

Because of despair, because of the hurt, and because of the precious resources left for their families.

There are many reasons to commit suicide, so people die every day.

Every dead person would be dragged to a sealed place and buried.

Despite the best of his ability to maintain morale and order, it was still terrible.

Wei Shiren knew very well that if it weren't for the fact that he still had absolute force in his hands, if it weren't for Liu Xueji and Jun Zhiping, those guys who were already about to collapse would have killed him a long time ago.

Another three days passed, and there were only a hundred people left alive in the shelter.

There were only a hundred monks and mortals.

Food and water are gone, and more importantly, clean air is running out.

There were less than twenty children left of the mortals, and if it weren't for the protection of the guards, they might all have died yesterday, at the hands of the frenzied monks.

"Wei Shiren, hand over those children, they are a burden, we can live for another half a month after eating them, otherwise we will all die, and if we die, they will not be able to live either, so for the greatest benefit, eating them is the way to live!" A True Human Realm monk's eyes were blood-red, and his reason had completely disappeared in his eyes.

He was the third true person in the refuge besides Wei Shiren and Liu Xueji, and he was once a strong monk, and he was also the person who fully supported Chen Jing's concept of coexistence with Xiufan, and he was originally the leader of this oasis.

This oasis served as a stronghold of the fortress, and its leader was naturally a person who supported Chen Jing's various schemes.

The monk had married a mortal woman, had a son who had just turned five, and everything was fine, and the only thing he had to worry about was the longevity of his wife, and everything else seemed to be quite good.

But after the death of his wife and son three days ago, his good life ended. TV debut

All that's left is a crazy shell.

"Wei Shiren, I say it again, hand over those rations!"

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