The quicksand on the dunes wriggled and suddenly a terrifying claw stretched out.

With a flick of the arm, the dunes flowed, slowly revealing the human form buried under the yellow sand.

She had a pair of large shoulder pods behind her shoulders, and the hot sand of the sun carried heat into her skin, and the heat surged over her second skin, forcing her to jerk to her feet.

The helmet's chitin armor is lifted backwards, staggered on top of each other, like insects tucking their wings into their shells.

Keisha looked at the desert yellow sand in front of her, and an arm sticking straight out of the sand, and finally came back to her senses after a moment, and reached out to cut the sand in front of her.

Little by little, the sand was sliced open, revealing a head wrapped in a carapace. With the light of day again, Kane's right hand full of desire to survive was finally put down.

"Kane Kane, are you alright?"

How can it be okay, my heart is pounding wildly, my brain is buzzing, and my legs are weak. Although he hasn't done a roller coaster, he hasn't jumped an edge, but he's sure it's definitely a lot more thrilling than that.

Kane didn't want to speak now, just shook his head.

The huge wings pressed under him, and after trying it, there was no response, and it was estimated that it had been folded into eighteen pieces like a crumpled ball of paper. Fortunately, it was on the skin and armor, and he didn't feel any pain.

Keisha reached out to pull him up, but he shook his head again and refused.

Because the wings were buried in the sand, and they tugged at his back, so that he could not lift himself at all. The quicksand beneath him began to flow again, and it was the skin armor that was devouring the recovered wings.

Seeing that Keisha began to worry about guessing, Kane also took off his helmet and said that he was okay with a calm expression.

"Why don't you look at the sky? Don't look at me. Kane stretched out his hand and pointed to Shurima's sky.

Just now they sat in the well and watched the sky, and now they have a full view, and they know that the sky can be like this.

At this time, the sun was still some distance from the desert horizon, and the still scorching sun sprinkled on the stratus clouds, dyeing the whole sky a brilliant gold, and Keisha was fascinated when she looked up.

Kane was looking up at the sky, but his attention was not there.

He was reminiscing about what it was like to fly, and even though it was a very bad experience, he was faintly trying to find some way through it.

These feelings were memorized by the skin armor and shared in his mind, and if he climbed to a high place now, he could guarantee a successful glide.

As for soaring, it's basically impossible to do it without adding some magic.

As a human, his back is not wide enough, his wings are too wide to hold enough muscles on his back, and his body is too heavy to flap his wings like a real falcon.

And standing with his wings on his back must be unbalanced, unless he can retract his wings at the moment of landing, otherwise he will not want to land smoothly.

If you have muscles attached to your arms, the problem of insufficient strength can indeed be solved, but since you can't fight with your limbs free, why not devour bats and use wing membranes to fly?

The conclusion is back to square one - the elytra of insects would be more suitable for Kane's situation.

Kane had no idea that he was ignoring a low-key but powerful ancient creature.

But then again, the flight was completely unexpected!

Kane just asked Rootbeard to throw the two of them to the surface, expecting nothing more than a light and heavy fall, but he didn't expect to be thrown so high.

He did miscalculate, and the moment he was grabbed by the roots, he panicked, and his control over the latter weakened a lot, which led to such an accident.

If there was a next time, he would have to avoid such a mistake. If it hadn't just devoured a sand falcon, the consequences might not have been harmless.

In order not to let Keisha miss today's sunset, Kane was a little more aggressive this time, and he chose this method and there was no way to do it.

If you let the hernia on the wall of the well move a way for them to climb up, then the soft wall of the well is very likely to collapse directly. It is precisely because these roots hold the sand layer in place that the wall of the well made of sand has not collapsed.

Moreover, it is not visible whether there are any buried roots in the sand wall, and it would be bad if you were unlucky when climbing and ran into one of them.

As for the abrupt change of position moments before landing, it was a decision he made after calming down, and he already knew at that time that he would not die.

Kane didn't know if Kesha's shoulder pod could grow back if she broke it, and the armor made him stronger, so it would be better to help Keisha underneath.

Thinking of Keisha, Kane's gaze refocused and fell on the girl in front of him.

Skin nails will not provide her with excess nutrients, coupled with high-intensity exercise will burn fat, without any conditions for accumulating fat, Keisha, who is only twelve years old, has taken off baby fat early, and her face tends to mature.

She held her head up, unable to see her face. The chin and neck are connected in a graceful and smooth arc, smoothed by the previous wash, more beautiful than the shining skyline in the distance.

Skimming over the microwave, Kane found that Keisha was sitting on his lap in a duck position, holding his palms with both hands, looking very well-behaved.

And he was buried in the sand, exposing only his head and hands, and those who didn't know thought he was in the sand and not the desert.

The sunlight at this angle was a bit of an eyesore, and it kept slanting into his eyes to affect him, looking at Keisha shining in the sun.

When the wings were reclaimed, he sat up immediately.

Noticing the sudden closeness of the face, Keisha raised an intoxicating arc at the corners of her mouth, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and leaned forward to rest her chin on his shoulder.

She pinned the weight of her heart on him, and continued to look up at the sky with peace of mind. The aftertaste is endless, and he is willing to use his back to shield her from the residual heat of the sunset.

Kane flicked his head slightly, and he found himself in the desert, but not far away was the Gobi Desert, where the rock pillars formed by wind erosion stood on the ground, and occasionally the wind blew through it and reverberated like a split.

The golden one-eyed in the sky began to melt into the horizon, and the golden sunset had turned into fiery red fiery clouds.

Keisha was still unsatisfied and offered to go to a high place to watch the sunset.

The two of them climbed the huge bare rock, and now the sun was no longer so dazzling, and they could see it directly with the naked eye.

However, while watching the sunset, they also noticed what was below the sun.

In the distance, in the same direction as the setting sun, below the horizon, there is a village of considerable size.

The architecture of the village is very Middle Eastern, and most of the roofs are domes or spires, with thick walls and small windows to reduce temperature differences. It's just that their walls are not white, but sun-kissed golden.

With their eyesight, they can see a lot of people coming and going in the market, and the colorful roofs of the roadside stalls are very eye-catching.

Keisha only glanced at it, and couldn't take her eyes off it.

She was stunned and said, "Kane, I want to go over and have a look." ”