His roar was swallowed up by the strong wind.
Wind and sand were blowing from all directions. Jiang Chuan handed him a towel and covered his mouth and nose. Everyone was wearing sunglasses and the bonfire had long been extinguished.
Only use a strong flashlight for lighting.
All food and water sources were gathered together, and several tall cals were also brought over by the Arabs.
It is mandatory to block the surroundings of the tent to ensure that the light and fragile tent will not be blown away by the strong wind.
In the tent, Su Fu could not sit still. She listened to the whistling sound outside and felt a sense of fear in her heart.
Not to ntion humans, even the huge cals were neighing due to the wind and sand.
Struggling, trying to run without control.
The Arabs struggled to control the cals. Several cals beca frantic, stood up suddenly, and began to circle in place.
The wind and sand were mixed with gravel, crackling and hitting the tent.
The manic cal began to kick the tent, trying to step on it.
Ah! Su Fu scread.
Shangguan Ling rushed into the tent, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and pulled her into his arms, "What's wrong?"
Su Fu, who was shrinking in his arms, was shivering. She raised her head, and through a lamp in the tent, she saw her pale face and the unconcealed fear in her eyes, "Will we die here?"
She didn't want to die here, let alone die like this.
She still has too many things to do. She still doesnt know who her relatives are, and she still doesnt know who killed her so cruelly.
She wants to find out her life experience, and even wants to find her enemy and take revenge personally.
She cannot die
She cant die yet
Shangguan Ling clasped the back of her head with one hand and held her head in his arms. He lowered his head, brought his thin lips to her ear, and said firmly: "Don't worry, I won't let you die here."
A short sentence, like an oath, solemn and solemn.
Everything around seed to have turned into nothingness.
Su Fu could only hear Shangguan Ling's words in her ears, like an oath.
Miraculously, she believed him.
She cald down, "Then what should we do now?"
You stay in the tent, I wont let anything happen to you.
After finishing speaking, Shangguan Ling turned around and left again.
Su Fu grabbed his wrist. Shangguan Ling turned around and looked at her with frowning eyes. There was no trace of happiness or anger in his deep eyes.
He is still him, the young Shangguan who controls the whole world.
From his face, Su Fu couldn't see a trace of panic or confusion.
He directed everything calmly, calmly and calmly.
Sufu swallowed hard and asked worriedly: "Then what should you do?"
Shangguan Ling chuckled lightly, "Of course I'll be fine."
Prying her hand away, Shangguan Ling turned and left the tent.
The neighing of cals outside was mixed with the strong wind, and the crackling sound of sand, dust and gravel hitting the tent.
All the sounds were intertwined and rged into a terrifying piece of music.
Hitting directly at the most vulnerable line of defense of peoples hearts.
Outside the tent, the wind was so strong that it was difficult to stand.
Jiang Chuan supported Shangguan Ling with difficulty, while the other n in black were cooperating with the Arabs to hold back the frantic cal.
Don't let them escape.
"Master!" Jiang Chuan shouted with difficulty, "Hurry in! It's dangerous outside!"
Shangguan Ling grabbed Jiang Chuan's collar with one hand and dragged him aside.
In their plan this ti, they have checked all the weather forecasts and there will be no sandstorms in the near future.
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