Looking at the place where it was crushed by the tornado behind him, setting off the yellow sand in the sky, Yang Ming had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, Yang Ming finally experienced the terrifying power of heaven and earth, and at that moment he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, his body tensed up again, and with all his strength, his body turned into a streamer, trying to break free from the attack range of this tornado.

However, the power of this black storm was too terrifying, especially the speed in the desert, almost in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, when Yang Ming ran out for a mile or two in a row, he felt a roar in his ears, and his body suddenly lightened, as if he was about to take off.

It's over!

Turning his head with some difficulty, he looked at the tornadoes like a wind python behind him, carrying extremely terrifying wind and sand, and were attacking him.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's body completely stiffened, because, under the speed of this violent wind and sand, it was pointless to escape at this time.

Therefore, Yang Ming suddenly paused slightly in some footsteps, and closed his eyes a little tiredly, at this moment, he finally despaired.

When facing the power of heaven and earth, people are prone to despair, no matter how strong Yang Ming's heart is, after seeing the power of this black storm, this emotion will inevitably appear in his heart......

......

In the middle of a vast desert, this kind of place should be extremely desolate, but this place is a small green forest, although the forest is not large, but it is always a good place to stay, even if you look at the whole desert, it is difficult to find such a place.

However, even with the obstruction of this small forest, it still can't stop the fierce wind and sand in the desert, and the whining sound of the wind and howls reveals a manic atmosphere everywhere, and the emerald green leaves are covered with yellow sand......

In the midst of this desolate desert, it is almost impossible to find a human figure as far as the eye can see, only the endless sound of the wind howling.

It is hard to imagine how this small forest survived in such a harsh environment, and it grows so verdant, so dense, revealing a strong vitality everywhere.

Perhaps the trees are so old that their roots must have been inserted into the deepest part of the desert floor, where they can absorb the very rare water source in the desert.

The wind blew through the small forest, carrying a thick wind and sand with it, and even the mighty trees in the forest bent their heads under the wind.

The wind and sand blew, and not far from the small forest, faintly, a glimmer of silver light was revealed, and if you looked closely, you would find that it was a person......

The figure was in tatters, many parts of its body were exposed, covered in blood, breathing faintly on the tip of its nose, and if it weren't for the slight undulation on its chest, whoever saw it would probably think that it was a dead corpse in the desert.

The figure, which looked like a corpse, suddenly trembled its eyelids full of yellow sand after a long silence, and its closed eyes immediately struggled to open a small thin line, and a ray of dazzling sunlight reflected in its pupils.

When the eyes opened, the eyes were extremely hot due to the too much wind and sand, so they closed again the moment they opened.

Hearing the whistling sound of a gust of wind in his ears, the corners of the figure's mouth couldn't help but hook up a wry smile, is he dead?

This damn black storm won't even let himself go when he dies!

The figure that was gradually covered by the yellow sand was Yang Ming who was swept up in the black storm, at that time, after being swept up by the black storm, he lost consciousness in just a few minutes, and there was only the sound of the wind howling in his ears, and everything else seemed to be isolated.

"Oops, it hurts......"

After a short period of distraction, bursts of sharp pain welled up in his heart, almost not causing Yang Ming to faint again.

"Pain...... Do you mean I'm not dead?"

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his body, Yang Ming was suddenly startled in his heart, and after a while, this fact was finally confirmed.

At this moment, Yang Ming really wanted to laugh out loud, but now, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, let alone let alone laugh.

But even so, it couldn't hide the joy in Yang Ming's heart.

Because his body was ravaged by this violent black storm, he was ruthlessly swept here, which also caused Yang Ming's body injuries to become more serious.

In particular, Yang Ming had been awake for a whole day, but he didn't see the slightest figure, and his throat seemed to be ignited by flames, and it was extremely hot.

If it goes on for a long time, two days at most, if Yang Ming has not replenished his water, then his half-dead corpse may really become a real dead corpse.

However, this place is deserted, let alone the water source, and in this environment, who can save themselves.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming's heart was full of bitterness, this time he survived in the black storm, he thought it was a catastrophe and would not die, but he didn't expect that this thief would play with him like this, and after letting him escape with his life, he would face the threat of death again.

This is simply a cheat!

"What should I do? I can't just wait for death......

His eyelids trembled slightly, and a thought flashed through Yang Ming's mind, and his corpse-like body exuded a strong will to survive.

Even though Yang Ming's heart was full of unwillingness, at this moment, he couldn't even move his fingers, everything seemed so pale and weak.

"Alas, sure enough, it's still hard to escape the bad luck!" muttered secretly in his heart, and a thick bitter color appeared at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth.

This damn thief God gave him hope and made him desperate, what kind of play is this?

In the midst of such cursing, Yang Ming's consciousness slowly fell into darkness again, and the breath under the tip of his nose became weaker and weaker, as if it could be annihilated at any time.

And not long after Yang Ming's consciousness fell into a state of chaos, vaguely, he seemed to hear some noisy sounds, and even a small exclamation.

Although Yang Ming fell into an unconscious state, this does not mean that he has completely lost his perception, so when the outside world emits such a sharp sound, he will also feel it when he falls into a coma......

......

"Hey, another poor guy devoured by the black devil. ”

In the small forest in the distance, five young figures swept over, and a young man with an iron-tired longbow hurriedly squatted down, stretched out his hand, and put it under the tip of Yang Ming's nose, and found that the latter still had a faint breath, and a look of surprise flashed on his face.

"Nightmare, he doesn't seem to be dead yet?" the young man suddenly raised his head and shouted at the girl who was walking slowly.

Hearing this, a girl dressed in animal skin slowly walked over, the girl had a delicate body and delicate cheeks, but because of staying in the desert for a long time, her complexion looked a little dark, but it was precisely because of this that it showed the wildness of the girl's body......

"Oh, it's really rare to be thrown here by the black devil and not die!" The girl came to Yang Ming with elegant jade feet, her beautiful eyes were slightly skimmed, and then she squatted down, and her jade hand was placed on Yang Ming's heart.

"The injuries are too severe, and I'm afraid I'm going to die soon. (To be continued.) )