V1.Chapter 47

Yellow sand sea.

There was no wind.

The sun hung high in the sky, wantonly splashing boundless heat and light.

Sand dunes are continuous, like unique tombstones.

At the back of a sand dune, suddenly, sand rustled and rolled down.

This movement became bigger and bigger, and then from the volatile yellow sand, he suddenly stretched out a hand!

This hand is full of blood and scars. It suddenly grabs the air and seems to be stunned.

Then the next moment, the hand seemed to react, extremely excited and frantically grasping, pushing and scratching. First the palm of the hand, then the arm gushed out of the sand, and the sand hole was rapidly expanded, finally revealing a young man's head.

When the gray head was half exposed to the sand dunes, his mouth was desperately opened to the maximum, weak to the extreme, after spitting out all the sultry air in his chest, and then greedily extracted the hot air.

With violent breathing, a small amount of sand was ejected from the teenager's mouth and nose.

"Cough cough!"

Then, because the breathing was too intense, the teenager had a violent cough.

After coughing for a moment, the boy finally relaxed and opened his eyes.

Although he was on the back of the dark sand dunes, his pupils were still pricked by the hot sun, and his eyes narrowed into a slit subconsciously.

Seeing the surrounding environment clearly, the boy was still depressed, although he expected it. "Desert, I really came to the desert. I just don't know whether this desert is the same as cangxu and others who have been there before?"

Youth is needle gold.

He almost died of suffocation. When he inhaled the first breath of air, the most dangerous moment was finally over.

Zhen Jin gasped for a moment, recovered a little strength, and pulled himself out of the yellow sand with difficulty.

Officially out of the dilemma of being buried alive, Zhen Jin had no strength to stand up, knelt directly on the ground, kept panting, and coughed loudly at intervals.

He spit.

The sand in your mouth dyed saliva light yellow.

He pulled out his ears, sprayed his nose, and then shook his hair with his hand to let the fine sand fall everywhere.

These actions lasted only a short time, and Zhen Jin felt the limit of his physical strength. He was so scared that he immediately stopped and changed from full kneeling to half kneeling.

Because he knew the danger of this island, it was absolutely stupid to consume all his physical strength, and the other half kneeling action could make him get up quickly.

There was no sound around, no wind at all.

The sun is bright and hot in the daytime, baking the yellowish brown desert.

And the desert looks bland at a glance, with only yellow eyes and no trace of green.

The only motley is him.

The blond boy was no longer as handsome or clean as usual. He was disheartened and extremely embarrassed.

Zhen Jin looked at everything in front of him like this, very vigilant, but there was no movement.

He glanced around and finally fixed his eyes on the sand dune behind him.

He looked at the sand dune and felt like looking at a silent tombstone.

Zhen Jin was afraid and glad that although he was deeply buried under the sand, he was not directly under the sand dune. He was not buried deep, which gave him a chance to escape.

He seized this opportunity and did not die under the dune tombstone.

Therefore, the teenager unconsciously laughed: "hahaha... Cough, hahaha."

It has been a long time since he fled the danger. When he confirmed that he was safe, his heart began to flow with joy.

This feeling of joy became stronger and stronger, and in the next few breaths, it was so strong that it filled the hearts of teenagers.

So that Zhen Jin's laughter grew bigger and bigger, and he also laughed and burst into tears.

He once again felt the beauty of life!

He felt the value of every breath. Just in shashuo, he couldn't breathe at all.

He felt that his body was numb and in pain - there were injuries in some places, and at least one rib was broken, which made his chest painful every time he breathed.

But even this pain made him extremely happy!

This is the joy of the rest of life, the joy of life, is simply endless, like a huge wave of tsunami, to drown him.

In fact, this experience of the rest of life, needle gold has felt many times.

The first time, strictly speaking, was the moment when I just woke up. The fighting consciousness contained in needle gold helped him indirectly kill the silver Warcraft Blue Wolf. Everything happened too fast. Of course, the post reflection also brought various emotions to the needle gold, but the emotions of happiness and fear are mostly, and the joy is slightly less.

The second time, in the cave, needle gold itself had been poisoned by fire, but risked his life to kill the silver Warcraft monkey tailed brown bear. Zhen Jin was almost dead, and Zi Di tried her best to save him. Struggling between life and death, Zhen Jin was unconscious for several times and woke up for several times, and finally survived. At that time, he found that even an ordinary wild flower showed the infinite loveliness and beauty of life, which could be appreciated by him for a long time.

The third time is facing the blade spider. As death approached, Zhen Jin was also attracted by the sudden emergence of memories. Needle gold also thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect his body to suddenly mutate. For the rest of his life, he was more suspicious and curious.

The fourth time, the chaos brought by mutton eroded his body and nearly killed him. After being saved, the teenager's heart was more grateful and appreciated to his fiancee Zidi.

The fifth time is the current disaster. After dying and still living, the joy of needle gold is the most ever.

"Why?" Needle gold savors her emotions carefully.

Soon, he found the reason.

"It's because this ordeal is the power of heaven and earth. If I'm poisoned or Warcraft, I still have the ability to fight. But in the face of such a violent sandstorm, what can I do except being beaten? It's really my luck to survive!"

If there is a choice, needle gold would rather face Warcraft by itself than the violent wind and sand covering the sky and earth.

It was this feeling of powerlessness and helplessness that made his joy even stronger after he survived.

"My life hangs on the line, and it's really a fluke to be able to survive. What about Zidi and cangxu?" A problem came to mind, making the smile on Zhen Jin's face disappear gradually.

Emotional comfort he said: these people must still be alive.

But at the same time, reason told Zhen Jin coldly: these people are more or less unlucky, and it would be a miracle if they survived.

Needle gold inevitably worried and fell to the ground hoping.

The joy seemed to fade suddenly, just so strong, and now it disappeared almost instantly.

What follows is unwillingness.

Under the leadership of Zhen Jin, the exploration team finally hunted the rats. As soon as it began to improve, it suffered a fatal blow.

It's fear.

If he faced the storm again, could he have such luck to escape for the second time?

Is helpless and confused.

How should he go next? Where are you going?

It's heavy.

He had secretly vowed to protect his fiancee. Is Zidi alive or dead now? If it is dead, where is the body?

And as the only heir of the hundred needle family, he needs to win the position of Lord of Baisha through competition, but now he is trapped on the island and is on the brink of death several times. Can he escape the island alive? Can we still have the opportunity to shoulder the burden of revitalizing the family?

All kinds of emotions entangled together, making needle gold feel difficult to breathe again.

At this moment, he felt helpless and weak.

He tried to hold back. He remembered his identity as a Templar, but his tears still fell silently.

Instead of wiping his tears, Zhijin watched these tears drip onto the dry sand, watched them soak the sand, make tiny pits, and tried to expand, but the wetting was ultimately limited to a very small range.

Compared with the vast desert, no, compared with the whole sand dune, these tear pits are so small and pathetic.

"How much like me."

Needle gold sighs bitterly.

He prayed again from the bottom of his heart: "God, my great emperor, you are the God on earth, and you are the party that will win forever. At this moment, your knights, your believers, and your children pray for your response, pray for your mercy, pray for you to give me the right direction, and point out the way to move forward bravely..."

This time of prayer, needle gold is wordy, and the content is unprecedented abundant.

A highly poisonous desert Viper found needle gold, and the poor boy was soon regarded as prey by it.

The desert Viper approached quietly, its scales were very close to the color of sand, and the S-shaped curve moved not only fast, but also silent.

When the distance is close, the desert Viper suddenly shoots up behind the needle gold!

But the next moment, the needle gold didn't look back, but just stretched out his hand and caught the viper in mid air.

The viper's mouth was wide open, the snake's letter stretched and stretched, and it struggled frantically, but its throat was pinched by needle gold's hand.

The viper's half meter long body was wrapped around needle gold's arm.

But the needle gold did not move, whether it was his half kneeling body or his arms, just like iron.

Needle gold no longer prays, but quietly listens to the last neighing of the viper's life journey.

He was silent and never looked up, so when the Viper was forcibly strangled, it did not see the face of its deadly enemy.

The sun rises higher and higher.

The surface of the desert was hot, and the air in the distance was burned and distorted.

A blonde boy walked slowly out of the back of the sand dune, like a drop of water, into the vast desert.

The boy is handsome, but now he is ashen and his clothes are ragged.

On his shoulder was a dead desert viper, like a chain.

This viper is different from ordinary ones. Its tail is spiral, which is reminiscent of the metal spring made by goblins.

On this damn Island, even an ordinary snake looks strange.

Zhen Jin didn't cry anymore, and he became expressionless.

He learned a truth——

God may have mercy, knight may have mercy, man may have mercy

But not in nature.