Rustling, 4 quarter-hour stars shrouded over Egypt, and the stars lit up Egypt under darkness.

"Am I a star?" Alder asked the heavens, as he was hurrying to Chen Feng's house, wandering in the desert—the forbidden land!

The stars on the desert are enough for Alder to look up, the stars are the embellishment above the sky, the hope under the sky, Alder quickly walked forward in the desert. That forbidden place {Chen Feng's home} is not far from the small city, and the distance between the small city and the pyramid is only.

Every step of Alder has left a mark in the desert, and every step of the way, it is Alder's path. At this time, his whole body was excited and nervous, but there was indeed lightness in his steps.

"Whew. "Suddenly there was a sound of wind in the desert. "Egypt under the stars is not mild... Alder looked into the distance, "The distance was gradually shrouded in yellow sand. ”

"Alder knows that the sandstorm is coming. ”

The sandstorm was approaching Alder, and he was only 800 meters away, and Alder should have known that it was time for him to run.

At this time, the sand was restless, and the sand around Alder was gradually attracted to it, perhaps only a few hundred.

Alder knew that if he was swallowed by the sandstorm, then he would miss the agreement with Chen Feng - there were still 3 kilometers to the forbidden land.

The sandstorm is getting closer and closer, Alder is running frantically, this is a tug-of-war, Alder wants to go left, the sandstorm is chasing to the left, Alder is to the right, and the sandstorm is also to the right.

"I eat, I can't help it The straight line between the two points is the shortest, and Alder ran directly to the black house in the sand mountain in the distance. But it looked like it was 2.5 kilometers away, and the sandstorm was still running in the back, and it seemed that he had taken a fancy to Alder, and the sand around him was even more erratic, at least it didn't affect Alder's every step.

The sand was trampled on by Alder, and Alder sank deeper, and needed more force, and Alder had never run before, he was 12 years old, and he was not black, he had almost no talent, he could only draw, look at the stars, and think. He was running desperately at this time, every step, every step, the desert was cold without the sun, but Alder was not afraid of the cold, because it was only the torture of will.

But now he can't stop looking at the stars, looking at what he longs for, he can only run desperately.

With every breath, he felt a pain in his chest, as if he was being pressed by something. Alder clutched his chest and closed his left eye, but the wind didn't pay attention to Alder's feelings, it was lifeless, it was just a challenge in this world.

"Okay, it hurts...."But Alder couldn't even speak now, and his breathing was getting shorter and shorter. It's hard to even talk

His legs were getting more and more sore, and the sand was stepped deeper with each step, and Alder sank deeper.

But the forbidden land seems to be very close, but it is far away, and the force that Alder stepped on is getting heavier and heavier, pressing the whole body on 2 feet, but the sandstorm will only expand more and more, and the wind has blown most of the sand out of sight, this sandstorm is a level 3 handle, but it is enough to swallow the tiny Alder, such a sand wave is as high as 10 meters, under the stars, forming a polarized form, and Alder is in the middle of these two.

One step was a glimmer of hope, and Alder didn't want to be buried under the desert, although he liked the softness of the desert. Alder was running, already 1 kilometer, but the sandstorm was also close behind, Alder didn't seem to distance himself from the sandstorm, and from Alder's front, it looked more like a man-eating wave.

Alder was still running, and he was even slower at this time, and he felt that his body was on the verge of exploding, and every step was so heavy, one, two, three. At this time, the author smiled: "This injustice may also be the growth we hope for." ”

Alder felt the pain from the beating of his heart, the pain of breathing in his lungs, every breath was so slow, so painful, the world seemed to be condensed, everything around him became slow, but Alder couldn't give up. The steps were getting heavier, and Alder wanted to take a smaller step so he might be able to catch his breath.

Alder has already run 1.5 kilometers, if it weren't for meditation to give him a little mental consolidation, maybe his spirit would have been facing a collapse, every step is so hot, hot, Alder doesn't want to run, but there is no way, cannibalism is behind - sandstorm.

After 3 minutes, "No, I can't run...."Alder's voice became weaker and weaker, this may be his last strength, "I'm so thirsty... , water...", but Egypt under the stars is too cold.

Alder was also completely embarrassed by this time, he was more like a zombie than he was running—his back was bent like that of an old man, his head was looking at the ground, and his hands were dragging it.

He kept sticking out his tongue, maybe this is how Alder lost his mind, walking like a madman, he stuck out his tongue really embarrassed. Hehe.

It's really like, we ......

But Alder still walks like a zombie, because he doesn't want to die, he doesn't know if his body is rational at this time, it's crazy, but he won't be a performer, because no one will look at him in this desert, and the cold fills this desert......

Alder was really embarrassed, but he would never laugh because he was running against the sandstorm and with fate.

The sun was creeping up, but Alder could only see the sandstorm glowing red.

The appointed time is almost up, but there is still 1 kilometer away from the forbidden land.

The sandstorm was gradually subdued by the sun and slowly subdued. After 5 minutes, the desert had returned to its previous calm, "It's really strange, it's only been ten minutes, and it stopped so quickly." "Dawn is always good!, but Alder has to keep going.

At this time, the thirst and pain have long since disappeared, maybe it is the effect of meditation!

Alder had come to this place again—the place where he had died once, and his life might not have been his. He's long gone... Alder noticed that the 2-storey small spire had been renovated and the doors were no longer as dilapidated as they used to be.

Alder pushed open the door, and the sunlight shone in, and at this time the hole in the wooden board was mended, and there was a hint of gentleness in the hall, which was all made of mahogany, and in front of the door was a desk 1 meter high, but this was not what caught Alder's attention, but the one on the desk that caught the attention - A scepter, this scepter has a trace of black gas all over its body, it seems that it has not been untied, it looks very smooth in the sun, the scepter can only be owned by the priests of the Egyptian people, if anyone has it in private, it is the pain of Tussaud's body.

Alder was not stupid or smart, and he knew that the master must be above the priesthood.

Alder continued to look at the scepter, which was what he had always dreamed of, to stand taller and farther.

At this time, Alder did not know where the road was, he might become the most powerful man in Egypt, or he might also be killed by ten thousand arrows through his heart.