Mo Yan took a long breath and woke up, and saw the little gold bar staring at her intently.

With a wave of her hand, the small gold bar dodged, but immediately came over: "Yanyan, are you crying?" ”

"Is there one?"

She wiped it, there was water in the palm of her hand, and she really cried, why did she cry?

"What are you dreaming about again?" Little Gold Bar asked her very curiously.

"I dreamed of flowers, colorful flowers blooming all over the ground, a group of talking flower demons."

"Flowers?" He stood up and trembled: "What flower?" What flower demon? ”

"Flowers have become essences? Can't understand this? Mo Yan got up and put on her clothes, she didn't know how she could be sad?

Anyway, it's uncomfortable, could it be that the group of flower demons are hostile to themselves? Is she really sad?

Not really! How could a person with such a coarse nerve as she be so lightly sad?

The little gold bar is getting more and more incomprehensible to her, all the dreams are connected together, and she can't see anything?

But she said that when she dreamed of the flower demon, he suspected that it was a blood lotus, but he couldn't tell her.

The means of transportation here are camels, horses and wheels, camel bells tinkling, horses clattering, wheels creaking!

Walking in this boundless desert, there are only camels, and a camel team composed of more than a dozen people has left a long footprint on the desert.

As they drifted away, the breeze blew gently, and soon smoothed out the long trail as if no one had come.

Today's sunlight is no longer so dazzling, and the vast desert is like a woman's Mount Everest, undulating and meandering, quite spectacular.

Everything seemed to stand still, and time seemed to cease with it, only from the sun rising in the east until it went down in the west, and when night came, they would stop and rest.

Today is the fourth day of entering the desert, and everyone is still in good spirits, and there is no trace of fatigue in them, and the most exclamation in their eyes is amazement.

Perhaps it was this vast expanse of yellow sand that brought them a great shock, and a gust of wind blew up, lifting a layer of yellow sand, as if lifting the veil of the most mysterious in history.

It's just that no one knows whether the veil is ugly or beautiful, and everyone is like a curious baby, with a persistence, a greed to the deepest part of the desert.

It is said that no profit can not be early, no one is willing to come to this desert that makes the world panic, some people call the desert a sea of death, but there are still people who are not afraid of death, one after another enters, as for how many people come out, no one knows!

Mo Yan was very quiet today, not because of the flower demon in the dream, but because she felt that she was caught in a fog, and the more she wanted to uncover this layer of fog, she found that she was falling deeper and deeper.

It's just because of Eva in the dream and the legendary treasure, maybe she is not because of greed for money, but something is influencing her and guiding her, and she has a feeling of involuntariness.

However, those may have been excuses, and what really interested her was that the desert trip was like she once wanted to ride a fast horse, gallop across the boundless grassland, and feel the free-spirited willfulness.

Yes, she longs for freedom, just like the birds flying in the sky, the fish swimming in the sea, when she is in the desert, it is also vast and boundless, and it seems that there is a little less heartbeat.

Little Gold Bar kept staring at her, and several times wanted to ask her what the flower in her dream looked like? But he was afraid to let her know, so he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Huh! Why is it dark over there? Mo Yan looked in the direction of two o'clock.

"Whew......" An eagle owl flew back from the front, barking at them incessantly.

"The sandstorm is coming."

Sarim, who was walking in front, hurriedly jumped off the camel: "Go back, run back quickly, move quickly." ”

"Damn, the tornado is coming, turn around, run back, hurry up!" Mo Yan shouted loudly, and the little gold bar commanded the camel to turn its head.

The whole camel team was suddenly in a mess, and the people who reacted quickly were already running back, but a few people rode a camel by themselves, and there were camels pulling things, so the movements were slow.

Mo Yan looked back, and there was a faint wolf smoke in the distance, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping.

The yellow sand in the sky, like waves hitting one after another, is not an exaggeration to describe it as overwhelming.

She was so frightened that she lay on the back of the camel, and the wind and sand in the sky blinded her eyes, only to feel that the sandstorm rolled up small stones and hit her back, her face hurt, and she felt that her hair was about to be swept away.

The little gold bar quickly shrank into her arms and stabilized her body, if she fell at this time, it would be impossible to get up.

Although the camel was not as fast as the horse, it was already very desperate, and it was only because the sandstorm came so violently that it caught them off guard.

Finally running back to the starting point, the abandoned fortress, everyone quickly jumped off the camel and pushed through the houses, looking for a place to hide.

"Little gold bar, where's the snow?" Mo Yan entered the room, and when he looked back, he was followed by Zar and the two men who led the camels.

"In the back!" The little gold bar turned around and went out: "You wait here, I'll go out and look for it." ”

Mo Yan wanted to go out, but the yellow sand set off outside made people unable to open their eyes, she only closed the door and stared at the sand flowing in through the crack in the door.

Bai Xue, Bai Li, Mu Shaohua, none of their people saw it, I hope they are all okay.

"Xiao Yan, you don't have to worry, they all have martial arts, and they will be fine." Char watched her walk around restlessly.

"In the face of a tornado, martial arts is a fart." It's not that she's saying foul language, it's that she's in an irritable mood right now.

"Uh......" Zar was silent.

After waiting for a while, she wanted to go out several times, but she was stopped by Char, and the wind and sand outside seemed to be getting bigger and stronger, and more and more violent.

A lot of sand squeezed in through the crack in the door, and it had the momentum of flooding the place, and everyone was afraid to speak.

"My boy." The little gold bar slipped in through the crack in the door: "I said there was a sandstorm, and the dead fox didn't listen, so I was busy for a while." ”

"Little gold bar, where are they?" Mo Yan ran forward and scooped him up from the ground and patted the sand on his body.

"It's okay, fortunately Xiao Mu is here, if I hadn't made a shining appearance and brought them back smoothly, I wouldn't know where I would have been buried in the yellow sand."

"Great, what about Bai Li?" She kissed him.

"It's all there." The little gold bar spit out the letter and licked her little face: "You can stay here with confidence!" ”