There is only the whistling sound of wind in the whole world. No matter where you stand, there is a piece of yellow sand everywhere you see.

A giant tornado was like a wind dragon, sweeping everything. Even a master, once he was involved in this storm, he might be torn to pieces.

By the time this strong tornado left, it was already evening.

However, the sun hanging high in the sky was still covered by wind and sand, and the entire desert center seemed extremely dark.

Under a sand dune a few kilometers away from this broken ancient city, a figure shot out and jumped out of the sand dune. It was the man Ximen Qingluan.

At this moment, his hair was messy and his clothes were not tidy, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were still cold.

A white jade hand stretched out from the pit he had just jumped out. Ximen Qingluan stretched out his hand and pulled the mixed-race beauty Mousha out of the sand pit.

Before the sandstorm came, they hid under this hill. Ximen Qingluan ignored Mou Sha on weekdays, but at critical moments, she still tried her best to protect her. She was not affected too much, but because she had held her breath for a long time, her face was a little flushed.

After breathing out a few sips of turbid air, Mou Sha didn't care about the warmth that Ximen Qingluan had just shown, and turned to look around.

The surrounding terrain has long changed, and it is impossible to distinguish between southeast, west and north.

The place where you see it is covered with yellow sand, without a single figure.

Mousha shouted a few more words, but no one responded.

Her face became a little ugly.

This time, they led dozens of people deep into the desert, and there was also a guide and Feng Shui master who was good at dividing the gold and setting acupoints. However, after a storm, they all died.

The entrance to the ancient tomb has not been found yet. What should they do next?

Just as he was about to ask Ximen Qingluan what to do next, he saw Ximen Qingluan looking southwest, Mou Sha was stunned. As Ximen Qingluan looked at her eyes, she could vaguely see a huge outline.

"What is that?"

"It may be an ancient city..." Ximen Qingluan said.

The wind and sand around him were too strong, and even if it was him, he could not see clearly what the huge outline was, but he just felt like an ancient city.

"Ancient city?"

"Let's go, just go over and take a look..." Ximen Qingluan nodded and took the initiative to pull Mousha toward the front.

Mou Sha didn't expect that Ximen Qingluan would take the initiative to hold his hand. She felt a sense of joy. The depression of being attacked by the sandstorm disappeared without a trace. As for whether there were other living words below, she wouldn't care.

These people are just servants arranged by the organization for them. They die if they die. There is no need to worry about it. As long as the two of them can successfully get the piece of sweat and blood jade, they can accept even the great loss.

The only trouble is that the Feng Shui master was hit in the head and died when the sandstorm came, otherwise they might have spent some time saving people.

At this moment, in the ruined ancient city, the people who had survived the disaster walked out of the room. When they saw the scene outside, everyone was shocked.

Before, the entire ancient city was almost buried in the yellow sand, and only a few buildings could be seen can be seen. But now, a large amount of yellow sand has been taken away, many buildings have been exposed, and the appearance of the entire ancient city has also been shown.
Chapter completed!