Self-inflicted iniquity (4)
However, this speed could not match the nature in any case, and the sandstorm hit like a tornado, and both cars were thrown into the air, and the people in the cars also fell.
The three people in Qiu Wuming's car and the three people in Ling Yuanyuan's car were all full of horror.
"Hurry up and protect me, and give each of you five million when you go back!" Qiu Wuming's frightened voice resounded, but at this time, where could anyone take care of him.
"Hold me!" Qiu Wuming was taken up from the sand, and then fell, the whole person seemed to be smashed, Ling Yuanyuan grabbed the old man, but unexpectedly grabbed it.
Seeing Qiu Wuming and his people disappear into the sandstorm, Ling Yuanyuan and the old guide survived by accident by miracle, and their faces were full of joy for the rest of their lives, and they didn't care about the sand and dirt on their faces at all.
"Old man, we're not dead?" Ling Yuanyuan looked at the old man in a daze, both of them ignoring the pain in their bodies.
"Yes, thank God for your blessing, this is also your blessing, girl. The group of people just now can only be said to have done their own thing. ”
"Is there any chance they will survive?" Ling Yuanyuan looked at the old man.
"No, they all died or were buried in the sand, and became part of this great desert."
As soon as the old guide finished speaking, Ling Yuanyuan's foot suddenly fell into the moving quicksand, the old guide reached out and grabbed it, but he didn't catch Ling Yuanyuan's body, Ling Yuanyuan's whole person fell into the quicksand, and then disappeared.
When there was only a pair of eyes outside, Ling Yuanyuan saw Song Xiaoxiao and the three of them rushed to her, but it was too late, Ling Yuanyuan smiled hard, and then sank.
"We're late." Song Xiaoxiao's tone was flat, but there was a heavy mountain in her heart, which made people breathless.
"The rest, didn't all survive?" Dugu Mo looked at the old man who guided him.
At this moment, the old man's eyes were red, and he looked at the direction in which Ling Yuanyuan disappeared, "Yes, except for me, they are all dead, I originally thought that Ling Yatou was a good person and escaped this catastrophe, but I didn't expect that in the end, it would be"
"Those people deserve it, but Miss Ling, she doesn't!" The old man of the guide thought of the scene where Ling Yuanyuan grabbed him in the storm before, and couldn't help shouting.
"Is Yuanyuan really dead?" Mo Xiaoyang whispered a little sadly, a little unwilling to believe it.
"Brother Mo, I thought I could protect her, but I didn't expect that I was so careless and confident"
Listening to Song Xiaoxiao's low and self-reproachful tone, Dugu Mo gently hugged her, "Silly girl, it's not your fault, it's God's will at this time." ”
Dugu Mo looked into the depths of the sky, his eyes burning.
"Providence, I don't know what providence is, I just know that I'm too weak to even save my friends, if I had predicted it earlier and arrived earlier, maybe Yuanyuan wouldn't have had an accident"
"I don't believe in fate! Don't believe in fate! Don't believe in fate! Song Xiaoxiao repeated it three times, and then looked at the sky above her head fixedly, with a firmness in her eyes that Dugu Mo had never seen.
It has been smooth sailing all the way, and no one has been able to cause harm to Song Xiaoxiao and the others, so that she thinks that she is already a very powerful existence, and at this moment, Ling Yuanyuan's matter has made Song Xiaoxiao suffer a lot of blows.
It completely subverted the assessment and cognition of her own strength in her heart, and the idea of practicing hard became more and more firm.