infinite blood core

Chapter 45 I Was Buried Alive

The gust of wind roared in his ears, like a herd of beasts roaring in unison.

Under the gust of wind, the gravel slapped on Zhen Jin's face like a knife.

The huge wind was pulling around, suddenly left and right, and up and down, and it was difficult for ordinary people to stay on their feet.

The feet of the needle gold are no longer solid grass, but sand.

There is sand everywhere.

Sand is also flying in the air.

The lush forest was completely gone.

This is the desert!

Desert at night.

In the desert, the wind roared and the sand flew into the sky, and the expedition members in the camp let out panicked shouts.

Zhen Jin was stunned for a moment, and then reacted immediately, his heart was shocked, and two words appeared in his mind——

"Send!"

"The teleportation is activated again, this time, we are all teleported to the desert."

When Zhen Jin experienced teleportation for the first time, he was being chased by a fire poison bee swarm.After the teleportation was activated, he was moved from the rain forest to the forest, indirectly saving his life.

This was the second time he had teleported. Like the first time, it was all silent, and there was no sign before the teleportation.

But this time, Jin Jin's luck was too bad.

Not only was he teleported to the desert, but he also happened to encounter a sandstorm!

"Everyone must be brought together!" Needle King Kong wanted to call out, and his mouth was immediately filled with sand.

Zhen Jin had to cover his mouth and shouted reluctantly, but his shouts were covered by the wind.

The wind became stronger.

The sand hit Jin Jin's body, and the slight pain of numbness kept coming.

Bad weather turned terrifying.

"Sandstorm?" Realizing this, Zhen Jin's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

"Zidi, wait for me!" He had to stop shouting and run forward according to his memory.

With a hula sound, a tent followed the windshield to the needle gold, like a gray ghost monster in the night rushing down from the top.

Zhen Jin waved it smoothly, only to hear a chirp, the extremely sharp blade cut the tent in half, and flew over the body of Zhen Jin, and was immediately swept away by the strong wind.

The tents in these camps are all fixed on the ground with wooden stakes, but after they were also sent over, the wooden stakes that were originally deeply embedded in the soil were scattered on the desert surface.

Without a fixed function, the tent collapsed and was swept away by the strong wind.

"Oops." Zhen Jin secretly screamed badly. After walking for a while, he found that he couldn't identify the correct orientation at all.

First of all, it was sent over. In the sandstorm of the night, there was no reference at all to distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

Secondly, the tents were flying around, and the original layout of the camp was beyond recognition.

Finally, in the sandstorm, you can't rely on shouting to contact other team members.

Jin Jin was also at a loss for a while.

And in just a few short breaths, the wind actually doubled!
"Save me..." Zhen Jin suddenly heard a faint cry for help, coming from the top of his head.

He raised his head sharply, and saw a black shadow flashing above his head.

Needle Jin immediately realized that this was an expedition team member who was blown away by the hurricane.

The wind picked up and became so terrifying that it could easily blow away adults.

Zhen Jin stretched out his arm subconsciously, but in the blink of an eye, the expedition member who asked for help disappeared into the wind and sand.

It was simply too late.

"Zidi is the lightest. Her situation is too dangerous!" Thinking of this, Zhen Jin couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Zidi, where are you now?"

As if in response to Zhen Jin's strong voice, a white light suddenly lit up in the wind and sand in front of him.

The white light was like fire, burning brightly in the dim vision.

On this island, low-level magic and fighting spirit are prohibited. According to Jin Jin's understanding of the expedition team, this white flame can only be produced by potions.

And the place where the white light flame is, is obviously the real position of Zi Di.

"Smart!" Zhen Jin couldn't help but praised, and immediately stared at the position of the white flame and ran.

He ran very hard, and the terrifying gust of wind could blow up adults, but Zhen Jin is a fighter of vindictiveness. Although he can't use vindictiveness now, his physical fitness is beyond ordinary.

Under the current situation, Zhenjin can barely resist this kind of wind.

But seeing him gradually approaching, suddenly the white light flame dissipated.

"Did the medicine fail? Zidi, wait for me!"

Zhenjin's heart trembled slightly, and he became more and more anxious.

Continuing to walk a few steps forward, with a hoot, there seems to be a giant attack in the dim vision.

The young man hurriedly bent down and avoided the object.

It turned out to be a rather huge tree trunk. There were indeed some tree trunks stored in the camp, which were left over from making short bows and so on.

The trunks are far heavier than adults, but are now easily swept away by the wind.

Needle gold can no longer run.

He had to push down hard with every step he took, shoving his feet into the sand until his ankles were submerged in order to fight the wind.

What troubled him even more was not the hurricane, but the gravel whistling in the wind.

The sand hit Jin Jin's body and face, causing obvious pain.Zhenjin's eyes could not be fully opened to prevent being blinded, so he could only observe through a slit.

The surroundings became darker.

There is not a trace of light, almost no fingers can be seen.

Zhen Jin can only move forward based on memory, and he has no confidence as to whether the direction is correct.

The power of nature is so mighty and majestic, at this moment, the young man deeply felt how small he was.

As time went by, the heart of the needle was cold.

"I walked for at least a hundred steps, but I still couldn't find Zidi."

"Did she get swept away by the wind, or did I unknowingly go in the wrong direction?"

"God, Emperor Shengming... What should I do?"

Hesitant and dazed, like a puff of black smoke, choking the boy's nose and eyes.

In the boy's chest, there seemed to be a burning flame.

That is the fire of anger, unwillingness, and hatred!
"It is clear that the exploration team has been controlled."

"The hunt is finally successful, and there is enough food for the time being."

"In a blink of an eye, it became like this!"

"Am I supposed to die on this island?"

"Should I just watch the people close to me die one by one?"

"Could it be that the fall of the Baizhu family is just around the corner?"

"No!"

"How can I, how can I let such a thing happen?!"

The young man was outraged and tried his best.

However, that invisible destiny is like the god king who is high in the sky, and occasionally sees needle gold, like finding a reckless ant, and destiny stretches out a finger like a mountain and presses it.

Zhenjin wanted to look up, but his head was getting lower and lower.

Zhen Jin wanted to straighten his body, but he had to bend down and hunched his body in order to move forward slowly.

Zhen Jin wanted to stare, shout or roar, but he could only grope with his eyes and mouth shut in this roaring darkness.

The wind is still increasing sharply!

Soon, it reached the point where Zhen Jin had to resist with all his strength.

The teenager realized sadly: at this moment, he can no longer save anyone.Because his own life is at stake!
He tried to motivate his vindictiveness, but he still failed.

He wanted to mutate again, but no matter how frantically he tried, he couldn't sense the crystal nucleus in his heart, and he never succeeded.

In desperation, he had to pray to the gods.

"My great Emperor Shengming, you are a god walking on the earth. Now your believers are facing a desperate situation, and the brilliance of knights will be drowned by the wind and sand. Please listen, please have mercy, help me out of this predicament, so that I can In the future, I will continue to walk the way You have prescribed, and continue to show Your might."

But the gods did not respond.

Teenager angry.

Youth struggle.

Teenager Sad.

Teenager struggling.

The young man was exhausted and eventually fell into a coma.

An endless darkness.

A mysterious beast roar made the young man regain a trace of consciousness.

"Where am I?"

"This is the place?"

"I... Who am I?"

total darkness.

No one answered him.

There is only endless darkness.

"Wait, I thought I heard the roar of a beast just now?"

Immediately, the young man gradually remembered his identity as a Templar and a noble. His name was Zhen Jin, his fiancee Zidi, the dangerous island, the expedition team, and the late-night teleportation, the violent and terrifying sandstorm...

Following this process, the boy's consciousness was fully recovered, and he was finally completely awake.

Then, he felt a heavy pressure, squeezing his whole body from all directions, making it hard for him to breathe,
"So, I'm afraid I'm buried in the sand?"

Horror came naturally to my heart.

No one wants to be buried alive like this!

Jin Jin was extremely nervous.

But he didn't open his eyes immediately, didn't get up in a hurry, but calmly sensed.

The practice of fighting qi not only makes his power far surpass others, but also perception.

He sees farther and more clearly than ordinary people, and hears more and more carefully than ordinary people.

Although he can't see now, and the loudest sound he hears is just his heartbeat, he can feel the pressure in which direction is more.

Then, with all his strength, he struggled with his limbs.

Struggling hard!

Struggling hard!

Because the boy knew that this was his last chance to survive.

(End of this chapter)