On the wild border, Chu Qiao and Fengweimen, who were riding fast horses, crossed the last forest of Qingfeng Mountain Forest, and stayed under the shade of the trees, Chu Qiao raised his eyes and looked ahead, the vast yellow desert appeared in his eyes, and the desert could occasionally see abrupt strange rocks, standing in the yellow ocean. A gust of wind blew, lifting the veil in the sky, like a pair of invisible hands, opening the stage prelude to the wilderness.

Yellow sand thousands of miles, from today onwards, Chu Qiao and the others will start a new battle here.

Chu Qiao's star-like eyes were firm and deep, and the killing aura of the big and small battles also faintly came out, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you ready?" ”

"Swear to save Mrs. and protect the young master!" The crowd that followed Chu Qiao responded in unison.

"Let's go, drive... Driving"

The crowd rode fast horses, brought up a puff of dust, and led the way by Feng San, towards the blood-killing slave clan that their mother had established.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the stars shift. On the hot desert, Chu Qiao and the others have been walking for five days, Chu Qiao, who first arrived in the wilderness, found that the environment was even worse than she imagined at this time, the climate was unpredictable, and the anxiety and irritability in her heart were better than day by day.

The sun is about to go down in the west, so that the people will know that the day is about to pass again. Suddenly a strong wind blew, only to see the yellow sand waves in the distance like the river embankment bursting, the waves were coming angrily, and the dark clouds covered the sky, and the momentum was huge.

Caught off guard, everyone hurriedly drove the fast horse, Feng San turned his head to look around, his eyes locked on a group of rocks in front of him, his eyes showed a ray of hope, and he hurriedly shouted: "Young master, come with me, everyone quickly walk to the rock group in front of you, quickly... Fast... Drive.. Drive..."

When Chu Qiao and the others heard Feng San's words, they immediately picked up the horsewhip in their left hand and slapped it on the horse's buttocks, and the fast horse immediately ran forward like a gale, seeing that the sandstorm was getting closer and closer, everyone seemed to be able to feel the stormy waves behind them, the wind was raging, and the sand and dust were surging.

Chu Qiao's eyes looked back from time to time, nervousness, fear, and desperate belief surrounded her and them at this time.

Finally, at the last moment, they reached the back of the rock group, Feng San hurriedly and anxiously shouted: "All dismount, gather the horses together, form a barrier, we hide between the horses and the stone wall, soak the handkerchief and cover our noses, avoid inhaling the sand and dust, hurry up... Hurry up..."

After listening to Feng San's words, the wind guards reacted quickly, and their movements were extremely fast. Chu Qiao didn't delay at all, took the remnant rainbow sword from the horse, and held it in his hand, Feng San saw that the sand and dust had swept in, and the situation was very critical. didn't care about anything else, he hurriedly handed the soaked handkerchief in his hand to Chu Qiao, soaked a piece of water on his sleeve, quickly covered his nose, opened his mouth and said:

"Young master, squat down, and when the sandstorm passes, we will be safe."

The sand and dust in the sky beat against the rocks like a flood, and the wind howled, as if everyone had gone deep into the stormy waves, like duckweed in the sea, to be ravaged and ravaged. The sand and dust around them are accumulating more and more, and even the horses are about to be submerged, and everyone can only pray silently that this sandstorm will end soon.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Qiao felt that his surroundings had quieted down. Sweeping the sand and dust on his face with his hand, he slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the sandstorm had stopped, and the white full moon had already hung on the sky.

The surrounding wind guards also seemed to feel that the surroundings had quieted down, and hurriedly swept away the sand and dust on their faces with their hands, and slowly scraped away the sand and dust accumulated around them with their hands.

Chu Qiao saw that Feng Wei was fine, and he also put his mind at ease, and slowly scraped away the sand and dust around him, and after a long time, everyone slowly stood up and began to sort out the existing food and water and the situation of the horses.

"Young master, the supplies have been counted, and the food has not been lost much, but the water and horses are more serious." Feng San's face was full of hidden worries, and he frowned.

"Looks like we're going to have to find a place to hydrate first. Otherwise, we won't be able to get to the station, and we will be dehydrated in this vast desert first. Have you found your way to the station? ”

"Young master, this will take some time, the suddenness of the sandstorm will flood the original line, so it will take some time to find it."

"Okay, let's get ready, let's continue our journey and find a nearby water source first."

"No." Turning to the other wind guards, he shouted, "Check again, and get ready to set off to find water." ”

Chu Qiao raised his head at the full moon in the sky at this time, clenched the remnant rainbow sword in his hand, and thought in his heart: "Mother, I will come back soon to save you." Yue... I'm some... I miss you..."