A sea of yellow sand.

Silence and no wind.

The sun hangs high in the sky, unleashing infinite heat and light.

The sand dunes are one after the other, rolling and undulating, like chic tombstones.

And in the back of a sand dune, suddenly sand stumbled downward.

The movement grew louder and louder, and then from the churning yellow sand, a hand suddenly stretched out!

The hand was covered in blood and scarred, and it grabbed the air sharply, as if stunned for a moment.

Then the next moment, the hand seemed to react, extremely excited and frantically scratching and pushing. First the palms of his hands, then his arms, poured out of Shashuo, and the sand hole was rapidly expanded, finally revealing a young man's head.

When the gray head was half-exposed to the dunes, the mouth opened desperately to the maximum, and after exhaling all the stuffy air in his chest with extreme weakness, he greedily pumped out the scorching air.

With violent breathing, a small amount of sand ejected from the boy's mouth and nose.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Then, because he was breathing too hard, the boy coughed violently.

After coughing for a moment, the boy finally regained his strength and opened his eyes.

Although he was on the back of the gloomy sand dunes, his pupils were still pierced by the scorching sun, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes into a slit.

Seeing the surrounding environment clearly, although the young man expected it, his heart still sank: "Desert, I really arrived in the desert." I just don't know if this desert is the same as what Cangsu and the others have been to before?"

The boy is the needle gold.

He almost died of suffocation. When he took his first breath of air, the most dangerous moment was over.

Needlegold gasped for a moment, regained a little strength, and struggled to pull himself out of the yellow sand.

After officially getting out of the predicament of being buried alive, Needle Gold didn't have the strength to stand up at all, and knelt directly on the ground, constantly gasping and coughing loudly at intervals.

He spits.

The sand in the mouth stains the saliva a pale yellow color.

He plucked his ears and nose again, and then shook his hair with his hands, causing fine pieces of sand to spill everywhere.

These movements only lasted for a short time, and Needle Jin felt the limit of his physical strength, and he was so frightened that he immediately stopped his hand, and changed from a full kneeling action to a half kneeling.

Because he knew the danger of this island, it was absolutely foolish to use up all his physical strength, and the other half-kneeling action allowed him to get up quickly.

There was silence around, without a hint of wind.

The sun was shining brightly and scorching, baking the yellow-brown desert.

And the desert looks bland at first glance, only full of yellow, not a trace of green.

The only variegated color is him.

The blonde boy was no longer as handsome and unclean as he used to be, he was disgraced and embarrassed.

Needle Gold just looked at all this in front of him, very vigilant, but there was no movement.

He scanned his surroundings, finally fixing his gaze on the sand dunes behind him.

He looked at the dunes and felt like he was looking at a silent tombstone.

Frightened and glad that although he was buried deep under the sand, it was not directly below the dunes. He wasn't buried deeply, which gave him a chance to escape.

He seized the opportunity and did not die under the tombstone in the dunes.

Therefore, the boy laughed unconsciously: "Hehehehe...... Ahem, hehehe. ”

It had been a few moments since he had escaped from danger, and when he was sure he was safe, his heart began to well-spring with joy.

This feeling of euphoria grew stronger and stronger, and in the next few breaths, it was so thick that it filled the boy's chest.

So much so that the laughter of the needle gold grew louder and louder, and he also laughed out of tears.

Once again, he felt the beauty of life!

Feeling the preciousness of every breath, just now in Shashuo, he couldn't breathe at all.

He felt his body tingling, aching—in some places, at least one of his ribs was broken, and every heaval in his chest was painful as he breathed.

But even this pain made him extremely happy!

This is the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the joy of life, it is simply endless, like a huge wave set off by a tsunami, which wants to drown him.

In fact, this kind of experience for the rest of his life has been felt many times.

The first time, strictly speaking, was the moment when I woke up. The battle consciousness contained in the needle gold helped him indirectly kill the silver demon beast blue-haired wolf. Everything happened too fast. Of course, post-mortem reflection also brings all kinds of emotions to the needle, but there are more emotions of happiness and fear, and less joy.

The second time was in the cave, where the needle gold itself had been poisoned by fire, but he risked his life to kill the silver-level demonic beast monkey-tailed brown bear. Needlegold is almost dead, and Zidi does everything she can to save him. Struggling between life and death, Needle Gold woke up in a coma several times, and finally survived. At that time, he found that even an ordinary wildflower revealed the infinite loveliness and beauty of life, which he could appreciate for a long time.

The third time is to face the Blade Spider. Death looms, and Needlegold is still drawn to the sudden flow of memories. Needle Gold also thought that he was going to die, but he didn't expect his body to suddenly mutate. For the rest of his life after this catastrophe, he was more suspicious and curious.

The fourth time, it was the chaotic magic brought by the mutton that eroded his body, causing him to almost die. After being saved, the teenager felt more gratitude and appreciation for his fiancée Zidi.

The fifth, the current catastrophe. After the near-death of the dead, the joy of needle gold is the most ever.

"Why?" said Needle Gold savored his emotions.

Soon, he found the reason.

"It's because this tribulation is the power of heaven and earth. If it's poison or monsters, I still have the ability to strike. But in the face of such a violent sandstorm, what can I do but be beaten? I am really lucky to be able to survive!"

If given a choice, Needle Jin would rather face the monster himself than the raging storm and sand that covers the sky.

It was this feeling of powerlessness and helplessness that made his joy even stronger after he survived.

"My life is on the line, and it's a fluke that I survived. What about Purple Hair and Cang Whisker?" a question came to mind, and the smile on Needle Gold's face gradually faded.

He comforted him emotionally and said, "These people must still be alive."

But at the same time, reason coldly told Needle Jin: These people are more than lucky, and if they survive, it will be a miracle.

Inevitably, the needle gold became worried, and then empty hope.

The euphoria seemed to have faded suddenly, so strong that it was now gone almost instantly.

Unwillingness ensued.

Under the leadership of Needle Gold, the exploration team finally hunted the rat colony, and just after a little improvement, they suffered a fatal blow.

It's fear.

If he faced the previous storm again, would he still have the luck to escape a second time?

It's helplessness and confusion.

Where is he going next?

It's heavy.

He once secretly vowed to protect his fiancée. Is Zidi alive or dead now, and if so, where is the body?

And as the sole heir of the Hundred Needles family, he needs to compete to win the position of the lord of White Sands, but now that he is trapped on the island, he is on the verge of death several times, can he escape from this island alive?

All kinds of emotions are entangled, making Needle Gold feel breathless again.

At this moment, he felt extremely helpless and weak.

He tried to hold back, remembering who he was a Templar, but his tears were still dripping silently.

Instead of wiping away his tears, he watched as the tears dripped onto the dry sand, as they soaked through the sand, making tiny pits, trying to expand, but the wetness was confined to a tiny area.

Compared to the great desert, no, to the whole sand dunes, how small and pitiful these tear pits are.

"It's like me. ”

Needle Gold sighed bitterly.

Again, he prayed from the bottom of his heart: "O God, my great Emperor Shengming, Thou art the living god, and Thou art the victorious one. At this moment, Thy knights, Thy devotees, Thy children, pray for Your answer, pray for Your mercy, ask for Thy mercy, ask Thy Grace to give me the right direction, to show me the way forward......"

This time, the prayer was full of gold and gold, and the content was more abundant than ever.

A venomous desert viper discovers Needlegold, and the poor boy is soon seen as prey.

The desert viper approached quietly, its scales very close to the color of sand, and its S-shaped curve moved quickly and without any sound.

As the distance approached, the desert viper slammed into the back of the needle gold!

But the next moment, Needlegold did not look back, but stretched out his hand and caught the viper in mid-air.

The viper's mouth was wide open, and the snake letter was stretched and struggling frantically, but its throat was pinched by the needle's golden hand.

The viper's half-meter-long snake body was wrapped around the arm of the needle.

But the needle gold did not move, whether it was his half-kneeling body or his arms, as if cast in iron.

Instead of praying, he quietly listened to the final hiss of the viper's life's journey.

He was silent and never looked up, so when the viper was strangled to death, it did not see the face of its mortal enemy.

The sun rises higher and higher.

The surface of the desert was scalding, and the air in the distance was scorching and distorted.

A blonde boy slowly walked out of the back of the sand dune, like a drop of water, into the vast expanse of the desert.

The young man had a handsome face, but at the moment he was gray-faced and his clothes were in tatters.

On his shoulder was a dead desert viper, like a chain.

The viper is unlike any other, with a spiral on its tail, reminiscent of a metal spring made of goblins.

On this damn island, even an ordinary snake looks weird.

Needle Gold didn't shed any more tears, and he became expressionless.

He knew a truth -

God may have mercy, knights may have mercy, man may have mercy......

But, not in nature.