Chapter Seventy-Two: Who Is the Fellow Daoist Who Is Here to Survive the Tribulation (Second Update!)
In less than ten minutes, Ye Xuan couldn't hold back several times, and almost swallowed the water in his mouth.
At this moment, he was wearing windproof sunglasses, tightly covering his mouth and nose in a temporary mask, and at the same time wearing a jacket and a hat, and the whole person was completely wrapped except for his hands.
The sandstorm in the distance behind him is getting closer and closer, and the howling wind makes the atmosphere seem particularly depressing.
Boom!
At this moment, a clear swallowing sound suddenly sounded in the wind.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it. Ye Xuan said angrily at the mobile phone, and his tone was very embarrassing.
Originally, the audience in the live broadcast room was very nervous at the moment, but this sudden scene made them laugh out loud.
"Grass and mud horses, Lao Tzu is on the bus, and now he is being watched as a fool. ”
"Fake, a mouthful of soy milk is sprayed on the phone, patriarch, you pay me for my phone. ”
"Patriarch, you just want to inherit my Huabei like that?"
"No, my prostate hurts when I laugh. ”
"I bet on a bottle of Sprite in '82, and the patriarch's next sip of water won't last five minutes. ”
"Don't blow it, don't blow it, in this regard, I can say loudly that the patriarch is a rookie. ”
"The longest record, 1 hour and 25 minutes, begging to be broken. ”
I was kneeling down, but I straightened up again. ”
Sitting up, Ye Xuan stretched out his hand and kept rubbing his cheeks to ease the feeling of soreness and numbness.
At this time, the sandstorm was less than a kilometer away from him.
From this point of view, the sand wall formed by the sandstorm is very shocking.
Rise from the ground and reach the sky. It stretches for hundreds of kilometers and is as far as the eye can see. Like a wall to the sky, it is moving forward quickly.
Ye Xuan had never experienced a sandstorm, but just from the spectacular scene in front of him, he knew that the scale of this time would definitely not be small.
In general, sandstorms can be distinguished by color. Because the larger the size of the dust storm, the faster the wind speed and the more sand and dirt will be swept away. The color changes from light to dark, representing the scale of the sandstorm from weak to strong.
For example, super sandstorms are called black storms because they carry a lot of dirt and sand and look black from a distance.
The current sand wall, although not black, is a rich yellow-brown color, which indicates that the wind speed has reached at least 7-9.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm afraid I won't be able to speak next. Feel the horror of the sandstorm!"
Ye Xuan said and took out the kettle again, with the experience of the last time, this time he didn't drink too much, but took a small sip. Just now, because there was too much water, his mouth was bulging, which increased the burden on his masticatory muscles.
Lying back in the bunker, the cold sand constantly sucking the heat from your legs. Ye Xuan endured the cold, and couldn't help but recall the camel he met yesterday in his mind. If he had a full camel skin at the moment, he would be able to completely wrap his body inside, not only to protect him from the wind and sand, but also to make him warmer.
I knew that there would be a sandstorm, and last night I should have fought the danger of quicksand and peeled off the camel's skin.
But that's the wilderness, you never know what's going to happen in the next second!
The wind was getting stronger, and he didn't need to look back to know that the sandstorm was approaching.
The speed of the sand wall was so fast that it advanced hundreds of meters in a matter of seconds.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the sandstorm completely struck and completely engulfed him.
Although he hid under the sand pit and avoided the strong wind, the countless high-speed flying sand in the sandstorm still crackled like bullets on him.
"Bang Bang!"
He could no longer hear the wind, and his ears were completely filled with the sound of yellow sand hitting.
Don't look at a small piece of sand, but in a strong wind of 100 kilometers per hour, it can burst out with a lot of power. Ye Xuan was carrying a backpack, and his upper body was completely wrapped in a thick jacket, and he didn't feel anything, but his lower body was sinned. Waves of sand hit the legs, and pinprick-like pain kept coming.
The key was a small stone that hit his ass so hard that it almost made him swallow the water in his mouth.
Enduring the pain in his legs and buttocks, Ye Xuan lay in the sand pit, motionless. At this time, there is nothing to be seen in the mobile phone lens, only the yellow sand flying in the sky.
Over time, the pain in the lower body gradually diminishes and eventually disappears completely. It's not because the sandstorm has stopped, it's because his legs are covered in sand, which is equivalent to an extra layer of protection.
However, the crisis has not been resolved, and now breathing has become the biggest problem. The original thick layer of cloth had already made it a little difficult to breathe, and at the moment, the air was filled with countless fine sand and dust, constantly contaminated outside the cloth, making it more difficult for him to breathe every time.
But Ye Xuan couldn't take off the fabric, otherwise the fine sand and dust would cause a devastating blow to the respiratory tract.
"Sandstorms are terrifying. ”
"Haha, all I can see is the patriarch's angry sunglasses now. ”
"The patriarch is secretly peeping. ”
"Damn, why did the sky turn red?"
"Who is the Taoist friend here?"
"When the sky is red, there will be a big demon!"
"Good boy, you gangsters are starting again?"
"Anyway, how can I have the illusion that the patriarch will be buried alive. ”
In the area shrouded by the sandstorm, the originally clear blue sky turned into a blood-red at the moment, and at the same time, there were constantly colorful Ambilights, flashing by.
It looks amazing, but it's actually caused by the sand that fills the wind in the wind. The air flow in the sandstorm is very unstable, especially at a distance of more than ten meters from the ground, forming countless dust balls of different sizes in the air. When the light passes through the sand of different thicknesses and thicknesses, it will naturally appear bright and bright, and there will be a variety of colorful streamers.
It's a magical and beautiful sight. However, Ye Xuan, who was in the middle of it, didn't have the heart to watch at all at this moment.
The difficulty of breathing made his chest feel tight for a while, and he also had to try to restrain himself from swallowing the fresh water in his mouth.
In a hurry, Ye Xuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his hands quickly dug a pit the size of a basin on the sand under him. Then fold your hands and bury your head in your arms as if you were sleeping on your desk.
The sand pit dug with his face facing downwards, and his arms firmly protecting his surroundings, suddenly made him feel much better.
As time passes, sandstorms tend to intensify.
At this time, the last trace of power of the mobile phone was consumed, and after a pleasant prompt sound, the screen suddenly went black and turned off automatically.
Ye Xuan didn't know that the phone was turned off, and even if he knew, he wouldn't do anything. He can't protect himself now, how can he be in the mood to care about such a trivial matter.
The audience was watching the excitement, but the live broadcast room suddenly went black, and there was an uproar.
Originally, they thought that the screen would soon be reconnected. But an hour has passed, and the live broadcast interface is still black.
"Damn, TM has been more than an hour, why is it still black. ”
"Maybe the patriarch was captured by aliens and sliced and studied. ”
"Nima, I deliberately ran to the commissary at the entrance of the school to rub the wifi, why haven't I connected yet. ”
"Ciao, Lao Tzu's pants are off, just let me watch the black screen?"
"Could something happen to the patriarch?"
"Do you want to call the police?"
"There is a chicken for the police, and when the time arrives, the patriarch estimates that it will be cold for a long time. ”
"Hey, I told the patriarch not to pretend to be forced a long time ago, he just didn't listen. ”