"It's no longer necessary." Kerr was unusually calm at the moment of endangering her tired eggs.

"? Ke'er sister, what do you mean, do you have a way to disperse these sandstorms?"

"No." Kerr shook his head. "It's not necessary."

"Oh, it's not necessary?" Huo Lei couldn't keep up with Si Peter.

"We have entered the mortal range of the sandstorm, and we can't escape." Kerr said with certainty through visual observation.

"Isn't it? The sandstorm is so slow, you can get rid of it with a little hard work... Horley obviously didn't believe it.

"The sandstorm seems to move very slowly, but in fact it is only because it is far away from us.

"In a moment, this slap-sized sandstorm will be about this high." Kerr made a gesture. The distance from the ground to the sky "trying to escape is better than sitting and waiting to die."

A few people stopped procrastinating, Huo Lei packed up, Ji Bai held Ke'er, and the old distribution pattern ran in the opposite direction of the sandstorm.

He stepped on the scorching sand, without a flag as a reference, and now he has no idea where he is in the desert.

No matter where you are, just run in the opposite direction.

"This sun seems to be something wrong." The scorching sun hanging in the sky now makes Ji Bai feel a sense of disharmony.

"Think about this kind of thing for a while, the tornado sandstorm is getting closer and closer to our position!" Huo Lei gritted his teeth, and looked back as he expected as he ran. The speed of the fleshy feet cannot be compared with the sandstorm vortex.

The adsorption force of the huge cyclone sweeps away the sand grains on the ground like a rotten one. As the distance gets closer, this feeling is especially obvious, like an invisible hand behind him pulling his back neckline, trying to drag himself into annihilation. In the sandstorm.

The distance kept getting closer, and everyone realized that compared to the whirlpool, they were just three inconspicuous little black dots.

The most desperate thing is that the number of sandstorm whirlpools is countless-5p. There are no gaps in the degree of airtightness. The swarms are like a swarm of bees out of the nest.

Feeling the terrible sense of oppression approaching behind them, driven by the desire to survive, the two rushed to break through the limit, but after all they were unable to turn the madness "Old Huo, take her."

"Ah?... One... Huo Lei, who was panicking with his legs and feet moving extremely fast, didn't understand what Ji Bai behind him was trying to say, so a Ke'er flew over.

As a human being, he can't run when he's exhausted, and there may be some hope of surviving Kerr over to the sturdy Huo Lei. "Wow!

"What do you want to do? Come back soon, are you crazy, thinking you can stop the sandstorm?!" Huo Lei shouted in front.

Ji Bai, with his back to them, shook his head.

He can't run anymore.

The body was squeezed and hollowed out by the **** runes, and he became a burden. All he could do was not drag others down as much as possible.

Perhaps when it came time to face life and death, the anxiety and panic disappeared, leaving only calm and decisiveness in the emotions.

One black and one silver, two swords out of their sheaths, and the armored man walked step by step towards the approaching sandstorm.

Not approaching, the turbulent cyclone is like a sharp scraper, it will be cut to pieces if you don't pay attention.

At the end of life, end with the bravery as always and the glory and sacrifice of others.

With little energy left to drive his body, he went forward.

"Ji Bai, Mr. Ji Bai..." The dizzy Kerr shook his head and asked vaguely, as if he hadn't figured out the situation.

...Horley was silent, but did not stop running.

"What about Mr. Ji Bai? ... Seeing that there was still a moment of silence in response to her, but her pupils suddenly tightened.

"What about you, Mr. Ji Bai? Uncle Huo Lei quickly answer me, where is he?" Kerr beat Huo Lei's head anxiously, but the other party still said nothing, and the ominous premonition in his heart was constantly magnifying. .

"I'm asking you! What about the others, where are they? Quick answer...let me go down!" Ke'er struggled.

"Stop making trouble, are you so worthy of Brother Ji Bai's sacrifice?"

"Sacrifice. Let me go down one by one, let me go down quickly!"

"My grandmother, please don't do this, hold on, the sandstorm is about to come.

Huh? "Huo Lei suddenly felt his heavy shoulders loosen, and Kerr who was carried on his shoulders disappeared inexplicably.

"Thanks for your hard work, just replace me next." Ji Bai, who ran right in front, said expressionlessly.

"??" Huo Lei said hello, full of mind. "Big brother, who are you, why are you wearing Ji Bai's armor?"

"At this time, I still want to make a joke, Lao Huo, you really have a big heart." Ji Bai glanced at Huo Lei behind him.

"Praise Prague! You survived?! What happened?"

"Reluctantly, even I don't know what happened." Ji Bai shook the shining pendant tightly.

When he was about to be shattered by the storm, the necklace hung in front of his chest glowed at the moment, and then the minister who had made death awakening was transported to the area near the storm in a completely bewildered situation.

This necklace changed the space around him. Although it did not solve the problem fundamentally, it at least saved his life.

Ji Bai couldn't help thinking about going to the vampire who gave it to him.

"Ji...". Recovered from the loss, the young and well-developed lacrimal glands could not stop the tears, but Kerr squeezed into Ji Bai's arms and pulled the knight's robe as a paper towel.

At the moment when he was approaching the eye of the storm, Ji Bai noticed a little abnormality, which was quite rewarding.

"Old Huo, stop, we can't match the speed of the sandstorm."

"Stop and sit and wait for death? Instead of doing this, it's better to die in the struggle, at least try your best, and be convinced." Huo Lei obviously disagrees with Ji Bai's suggestion.

"There is no need to die, none of us need to die." Ji Bai glanced at the sandstorm behind him like long eyes.

"Have you heard of illusion?"

"Are you talking about phantom spells? I've heard of it, what's wrong? Is it possible that you suspect that the sandstorm behind our buttocks is still false? This kind of pressure is absolutely impossible!"

"I didn't say that all of them are fake. I mean, there may be some excessive sandstorm vortices."

"Oh?" Ray didn't react.

"It's a good idea to use fakes to be true." Ji Bai thought slightly.

"You mean the sandstorms we encountered were man-made?" Huo Lei's face instantly sank.

"Not only is it man-made, he also expected that we would not discover the secret, even if we discovered the secret, he would not dare to gamble with his life on Ji Bai to tell his guess.

"Then we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory?" Huo Lei was puzzled.

"Of course, the problem is not big."

"Do you know which sandstorm is real and which sandstorm is fake?

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