It's better to have a strong friend than a strong opponent. Thinking about it this way, Qing Yun understood a little, but his face was still a little pale, he didn't allow this woman to joke with His Highness's life!

"What are you two doing here, even the quicksand has come out, don't go quickly. With a light smile, Nangong Wuwei covered his nose, looked at the quicksand swirling in front of him, reached out and grabbed Twelve's wrist, turned around and left.

Qingyun was bored with herself, and followed behind the two.

"Whew!"

It's just that the storm on the opposite side swept in, as if it was rising from the ground, and the layers of sandstorms visible to the naked eye swept the land, but in the blink of an eye, it had reached the three of them.

"Your Highness be careful!" Qing Yun was the first to reflect, and without saying a word, Wu reached out and pressed on the shoulders of Twelve and Nangong Wuwei, and retreated fiercely towards the quicksand.

And he himself was swept up in the storm, whirling in the dust.

"Poof!" Nangong Wuwei was pushed out by that strength, and the whole person was planted directly into the quicksand under his head and feet, and the mouthful of sand and dust swallowed it, almost killing him, struggling to grasp the quicksand, constantly wheezing and coughing.

"Idiot ......" and the posture of the twelve falls is much more handsome than Nangong Wuwei, he fell to the ground after volleying, his feet stepped on the quicksand, but he did not fall, reached out and grabbed Nangong Wuwei's wrist, and pulled it outside.

"Quick, Jiang He is in the storm, save him......" Pia also panicked, the team had already been dispersed, I don't know where those people had gone, and he followed behind Nangong Wuwei, watching the people in the storm being washed into the sky. If the storm disappears and the people inside fall, they will definitely fall to their deaths!

If it takes a long time, it will be swept up by the sandstorm!

"Jiang He, when is he going to be in the storm!" Twelve was stunned, looking towards the storm, and sure enough, the figure was swept into it, getting farther and farther away.

Pia replied anxiously, "He saw that there was quicksand on your side, so he followed you, but he was swept away by the storm, quick, dodge, the storm is coming back!"

The storm ahead seemed to feel something, the wind was deflected, and it was heading ahead, but it turned around and came in the direction of Twelve.

The target is her? raised his eyebrows slightly, and Twelve said coldly: "You two retreat, I'll go save Jiang He and Qing Yun." ”

"You, you, don't be impulsive, how can the storm ......" Speaking of this, Pia's eyes moistened, and the storm could not be stopped by human strength. He was too anxious just now, so he said nonsense.

Jiang He is the only son of his friend Dhaka, if something happens now, how can he explain to the dead Dhaka! No matter what, he must save that little life, he hates, why is it not him who was just involved, but Jiang He!

"Nangong Wuwei, take him over!" Twelve ignored the people behind him, turned around and walked forward.

Nangong Wuwei just smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed Pia, "Don't worry, it's okay, if you're still here, both of us have something, let's see." ”

A raging sandstorm swept in, and the small black figure swept away against the wind, allowing the sandstorm to swallow her.

Pia's eyes were even straighter, he didn't expect that Twelve would really enter the sandstorm because of his words, how could the people in it ......

didn't wait for him to continue to grieve, but the next scene surprised him. The man who walked into the sandstorm seemed to freeze frame, the wind roared, blowing on her clothes, and she stood like that, slowly raising her head, looking at the two people flying above, a little under her feet.

The black figure appeared above the sandstorm and jumped more than ten meters, which frightened Pia even more than to sit on the ground. He almost looked at Twelve, who was not controlled by the sandstorm, and lightly grabbed the two people in the sky, as if they were all right, and landed lightly on the ground.

The wind is light and light, as if there is no zài in the qiē just now.

The wind behind him shook, turned into a sharp wind blade, and disappeared without a trace in that instant. This is undoubtedly the weirdest thing!Pia's eyes widened, and it wasn't until Twelve put Jiang He into his arms that he reflected, "You, you, how did you do it, this, this ......"

"That's it. With a casual wave of her hand, Twelve didn't care about Pia, she reached out and threw Qingyun in her hand to Nangong Wuwei, her face was a little ugly.

This sandstorm is clearly deliberately made by someone, and the target is her! When she was approaching the sandstorm, she sensed the storage of Douqi, and sure enough, there were other Douqi masters here?

Since she can come here, then other people can come too, but why should they target her?

"Ahem......" Jiang He, who came to his senses, was a little sluggish, and looked at the twelve in front of him stupidly, his eyes were full of worship, and even his voice trembled a little, "Are you the fairy sister who saved me in the first place?"

"What?" Even Pia almost choked on his own saliva, and the person in front of him was clearly a kid, with flat chests, where did he look like a woman. However, it's no wonder that Dhaka was caught in the sandstorm in the first place, and Jiang Hepburn was not spared, but he was saved by a person, looking at the back, it seems to be a woman. As for the rest, I don't know. At that time, he also fainted, but he only vaguely remembered a little. Now that Jiang He has been rescued again, he will naturally think of the original person.

Twelve just frowned slightly, and said coldly: "No, take a good rest, there will be no more sandstorms in the past two days." ”

"You are, you are! I will not forget the fragrance of my sister, the ...... of my sister" The child leaning on Pia's arms gradually fell asleep, and after extreme nervousness, only fatigue remained.

"Childe, I'...... "Qing Yun is even more exaggerated, the whole person's head is in a state of dizziness, and now down, his legs are even more unstable, just open his mouth to speak, but his stomach is turning upside down, a person wants to vomit, and subconsciously is to take something to pretend to vomit.

Nangong Wuwei supported Qing Yun, and the unlucky man's clothes were suddenly pulled apart by Qing Yun, and he spit directly into his underwear with a "wow". The slimy thing was sticking to his skin, Nangong Wuwei's face turned blue, and he grabbed Qingyun's clothes, but he couldn't cry or laugh, he could only stare at Qingyun.

"Poof!" Twelve laughed out loud when he saw this scene, he didn't expect to see Nangong Wuwei so embarrassed.

And the man was a little helpless, stretched out his hand to hold Qingyun, and sighed helplessly: "Being able to win a smile from a beautiful woman is also a merit." Laugh, I don't mind if he's throwing up all over me. ”

"I'm laughing, this is the desert, are you going to bathe in the sand for a while?"

“......”

This sentence really made Nangong Wuwei cry and laugh, he was unwilling to endure such a body, and almost really bathed with this sand. However, Qing Yun blushed with shame, and he didn't expect that he actually vomited into Nangong Wuwei's clothes, and actually used His Royal Highness's clothes as a spittoon.

When he saw that Twelve waved his hand was a jar of water, the eyes of the people around him were almost green. Water was very important to them, but they never imagined that Twelve would be able to do this. Long before entering the desert, she had prepared a few jars of water, some food and necessary supplies in the Na Ring, even if she lived in the desert for a month.

Nangong didn't care about these things, he cleaned his body, and his whole person was much more energetic. As for the way to wear those clothes, he came in a hurry, and the change of clothes was lost in the sandstorm, and now he is surrounded by the white skirt of the people of the Casa Empire, wearing a white vest on the top, and his long flowing hair is completely put down, which looks completely consistent with the people of this country, the difference is that he is too demonic, even if he is dressed in this body, it makes the little daughters-in-law in the team red-eyed.

"Sister Fairy, you are Sister Fairy, right?" Jiang He, who came to his senses, circled around Twelve, staring at Twelve with a pair of blazing eyes, holding the necklace around his neck with both hands, "Have you forgotten? Ten years ago, you saved me, and gave me this chain, let me wait for you here, take you to the interior of the desert, and then, let's go to see my Daddy, my Daddy is still alive, right?"

"Ten years ago, I was about the same as you ten years ago, not to mention that I wasn't here ten years ago, how could I save you, you think too much. Raising his eyebrows, Twelve frowned slightly.

Jiang He just looked at Twelve in a daze, unable to say anything.

Pia just sighed, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang He in his arms, and patted his little head, "Although Jiang He is sixteen years old this year, his mind is not mature, he was attacked by a sandstorm ten years ago, and his head was a little traumatized. Look, this kid, you keep saying that fairy sisters, they are all men, where did they come from? It's you who read it wrong. ”

"I'm not mistaken, it's my sister's taste, my sister said, she will come back and take me to see Daddy, I will......" His nose was sore, Jiang He's eyes were ruddy, he wiped the corners of his eyes, took a full breath, and didn't let the tears fall.

Reaching out and pressing Twelve's shoulder, Nangong Wuwei raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You said that the fairy sister wants to take you to see Daddy, then there must be evidence, but you can't talk nonsense, you said that Ruyi is your fairy sister, but what evidence is there? If you say that you have to believe a word casually, then I say that I am an immortal, do you believe it?"

"I ...... I have no proof. Jiang He was stunned, but he couldn't find anything to deny, so he had to bow his head and clench his hands.

Nangong Wuwei nodded and smiled: "That's right, have a good rest, everyone is tired today, fortunately there are no casualties, although some things have been blown away, most of them are still there, there are still a few days to get out of this desert, everyone insists on it." ”