The wind immediately intensified, and the sand for dozens of miles around was blown wildly, turning into billowing waves of sand, roaring, adding to the power of the tornado. At this moment, it was clear that the tornado was approaching, and the next moment the boiling sand was
The grains had blocked the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see anything a few feet away.
The camels were all prostrate on the sand, and the people were clinging to anything that could keep them on the ground to resist the almost overwhelming and terrifying force.
The wind became more and more fierce, short and strong, and its power continued to increase. It hit the sand grains headlessly and submerged all the people and camels in the ocean of sand.
The sea of sand, which was originally as peaceful as death, has become a furious demon king, vowing to destroy any creature that steps into it.
Long Ying was the only one who could still grasp the location of the tornado. When the tornado was still three or four miles away from them, its center shifted to the north. If it hit head-on, even he couldn't predict the consequences.
If he hadn't noticed the approaching tornado in advance and continued to move forward, he would have been hit by the tornado. In that case, it would be a miracle to survive.
Sand rained down from all directions, hitting the back with terrible pain. In this violent world, humans and animals are so isolated and helpless. They can only struggle with their own strength. No matter how many people are around, it will not make any difference. No
People dare to raise their bodies even a little, because as soon as they lift their bodies, they will be pulled up like straw for a long time.
Everyone curled up and lay on the ground consciously, while the camels buried their heads in their chests. However, the surrounding sand quickly piled up around them. If this continues, if the tornado lingers, the sand will bury the entire brigade alive, but no one can deal with it.
The only way is to leave it to fate.
They are like blind and deaf people. Their only feeling comes from the seemingly endless and never-ending impact of the rolling wind and sand. They no longer know anything happening outside themselves. They silently endure the torment of the strong sand and wind, and endure the torment of the "Sea of Death".
Roaring and roaring.
Suddenly the wind calmed down slightly. When he breathed a secret sigh of relief, Longying used his magic energy and shouted wildly: "The tornado is back again."
Suddenly, the wind blew again, even more violent than the last one. At this moment, the woman screamed, and everyone screamed that something was wrong, but they couldn't protect themselves, and they didn't know the direction and location of the tragedy. No one dared to move a finger.
The sound came into Long Ying's spiritual ears from the rear left. Just from the change in the sound, he knew that someone was being dragged up into the sky. He had no time to think about why such a thing happened, and he knew that if he hesitated a little, the woman would be swept up without knowing it.
Where to go, knowing that Wan Renyu and Feng Guoting were about to take risks to save people, they hurriedly released their hands holding the camel saddle, and pressed the two of them first to prevent them from taking any action, and entered the ultimate realm of magic.
, in an instant he calculated the position of the tornado and the sand blown by it. He used ejection and shot towards the screaming place like an arrow.
The dragon eagle breaks through the sand and shoots up against the wind. Every foot has to endure the pain of being blown by the wind and sand. It also knows that the opportunity to save people is fleeting. It will never look back, so it is trying its best to eject this time.
The next moment, he had a plump woman's breasts in his arms, and he threw her down from a height of five feet. Even though he used his magic power to the limit, used the Thousand Jin Drop technique, and added the weight of the woman, he was still violently violent.
The whirlwind carried him involuntarily and he fell onto the sand far away from the camel formation.
Without the protection of the camel wall, the only thing we have is the wildly flying sand. The sand surface is usually loose and soft. Every time we take a step, our feet sink. At this time, it becomes more like a sandy ocean with turbulent waves.
A feeling of no substance.
He had already smelled from her breath that she was Mrs. Rainbow, who was in a semi-conscious state. She only knew how to hug him tightly. Although the hug was full, he had no intention of enjoying it. He pressed her into the flowing sand and buried her head and face. On his chest and neck, his limbs were spread out, and he was sucking the ground tightly, fighting against the terrifying force that would drag him on for a long time at any time.
Fortunately, this time the tornado came and went quickly. The wind gradually calmed down, and the big clouds of sand fell heavily. Dragon Eagle hugged her and sat up from the sand, and the sand and dust on her head and body poured down like water. The lower bodies of the two people were still buried in the sand, which was extremely dangerous.
The surroundings were still blurry and filled with sand. Dragon Eagle removed the sand attached to Mrs. Rainbow's eyelids and said, "It's okay!"
Mrs. Rainbow opened her eyes in shock and saw Long Ying's ugly face. She still couldn't figure out what happened for a while. After thinking about it, she burst into tears and fell into Long Ying's arms again. .
Long Ying knew that she was too frightened, so he reached out and rubbed her jade back covered with dust soothingly, thinking that she must ask for a bath. At this time, most of the sand grains had been scattered back to the ground, and the tornado sand storm had disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, I looked around and immediately called to my mother.
The camel caravan was actually more than half a mile away, surrounded by various items, including water bottles, clothes, shoes, and hats, half buried in the sand, which was a spectacle.
Long Ying stood up with Mrs. Rainbow in his arms, patted her cheek and said, "Go back! Don't let them worry."
Then he leaned into her ear and said, "Madam, your body is great."
This time, everyone was truly disgraced, exhausted, and had to waste half a day of their trip, having to pick up everything they could find.
The poisonous and hot sun appeared in the western sky as if nothing had happened. The sand was as hot as usual, and even the usual breeze disappeared. The contrast between movement and stillness was chilling. I don’t know at which moment the "Sea of Death" will appear. Suddenly his face changed.
In this dead zone, which is like a big oven without any life, what is even more uncomfortable is that when sweat beads emerge from the skin again, the outside of the clothes and underwear are covered with sand. It is a torture that ordinary people can endure. The only thing that can save you is water. , even Longying longed to take a refreshing cold bath, but of course he could only imagine it in his head.
When Long Ying led Mrs. Rainbow back to the camel caravan, Zhuang Wen, Feng Mo and more than ten people came straight over. They were greeted by two pretty female soldiers who served Mrs. Rainbow, and they gave Long Ying a grateful look. It was Mrs. Rainbow who never looked at her savior again.
Wan Renyu and Feng Guoting sat on a big box and waved to him. In the entire team, they were the only two who knew that Long Ying would definitely be able to save the evil girl. Others thought that only a miracle would appear. Only then would there be a chance of survival.
Zhuang Wen grabbed his arm and said gratefully: "Fortunately, you took action to save Caihong, otherwise I don't know how to explain to the king."
Feng Mo on the other side looked at him with a surprised expression and said: "Brother Di is indeed a strange person. He can still spread his body skills under that kind of wind and intercept Madam at high altitude. Otherwise, even if Madam is not torn apart by the cyclone, she will be killed." I don’t know how far it has been blown.”
Long Ying spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with the sand, and said easily: "It's a small thing, just a little effort. Fortunately, since I have been wandering in the desert, I have encountered hundreds of tornadoes, large and small. I have rich experience and know how to avoid the most important and take advantage of the wind. act.”
Zhuang Wen said with lingering fear: "Brother Di is worthy of being a capable man in the desert. As soon as the sky changes, he knows that a tornado is coming, and he also knows how to set up a double camel formation, so that we can avoid disaster."
Long Ying knew in his heart that it was his grandmother's tornado. He just intuitively felt that a disaster was coming, and he couldn't help but feel more confident in his own spiritual response. The demon seed remained ineffective in the "Sea of Death".
Feng Mo couldn't help but nod, agreeing with Zhuang Wen's words. For this pretended desert expert, the two of them had no doubts about his desert abilities.
At dusk, everyone set up their tents and took a rest. The cold wind blew, and most people hid in their tents.
The three of them sat outside the camp and enjoyed the sunset.
Wan Renyu sighed: "It turns out that picking things up from the sand is more difficult than doing it with others. The most tiring part is pulling things out from the bottom of the sand, which burns my hands."
Long Ying is missing the "good times" of crossing the Qiangtang. He would rather walk through the Qiangtang ten times than the Taklimakan once.
Feng Guoting smiled bitterly and said: "Our consistent view on the desert is correct, that is, keep away from strangers. Alas! My mother!"
Long Ying asked casually: "How long do we have to go?"
Wan Renyu and Feng Guoting were stunned at the same time, then pointed at him and laughed wildly, not knowing how hard it was to laugh.
Long Ying said angrily: "There are no outsiders here, so of course I, a desert guide, can ask any questions."
Feng Guoting said: "If there is a recognizable landmark in Taklimakan, it is the sacred mountain that stretches across the hinterland. It is more than a hundred miles long, and the east end reaches the bank of the Khotan River. It is the so-called shortcut we are taking now. Seeing the sacred mountain,
It means that when you reach the middle of the shortcut, it is the same distance whether you go forward or backward."
Wan Renyu sighed: "The wind and sand are so strong, maybe even the mountains are covered up, and they just look like a few very large sand dunes."
Feng Guoting said: "You can rest assured about this. According to the information I asked back, the sacred mountain will always look that strangely shaped regardless of the season. It is like a divine general and heavenly soldier guarding the hinterland of the 'Sea of Death', and never neglects its duty."
Long Ying said with great interest: "Why do you look so weird?"
Feng Guoting said: "The sandstone of the Holy Mountain has been eroded by wind and sand for a long time, forming a row of 'Buddhist niches'. It is a bit like the strange stone array we were besieged by the enemy in Kumtag, but the scale is hundreds of times larger.
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Tiegang came holding a big watermelon and said: "This is the last batch of watermelon, it will be gone after eating it. We suffered heavy losses this time, most of the food was swallowed up by the wind. If we can't reach the first oasis within three days,
The consequences could be disastrous."
Watching Tiegang cutting the big watermelon, his nose was filled with the sweet and moist smell, which was the real nectar encountered during the long drought. Long Ying's heart moved and he said, "Brother Tiegang, have you walked through this line before?"
Tiegang divided the watermelon into four parts and distributed them to three people. He nodded and said: "I have walked three or four times, but I have not walked through it during the season when the water flow is cut off. No one should come to this ghost place. Alas!"
The three of them knew that he was worried about not being able to go back to see his new wife, but they had nothing to comfort him.
Dragon Eagle was inspired by him to sympathize, closed his eyes, and for the first time seriously used his telepathy to search for some glimmer of life in the vast dead area or that might exist nearby.