Idle game leads to another world

The wind howled, the dark clouds covered the sky, and the roaring wind and sand swept every corner, making Yang Yiyi recall the fear of being dominated by sandstorms...

It can only be said that in this operation, Zhongyuan Wulin took all aspects into consideration, but the time of this operation was indeed not suitable, as it happened to be a period of high incidence of sandstorms.

You can even hide in a house during Luoxiadu, but when you're in the desert, it's even worse.

In such a windy environment, it is already very difficult to ensure that people will not be blown away, let alone continue to move forward.

The sandstorm moves very fast. I saw a layer of haze on the horizon before, and it seemed to be around me in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, everyone was walking along the mountain, which was equivalent to going around the edge of the desert. Although they couldn't find a cave, the mountain could block a lot of wind and sand. At least they could set up tents to avoid eating sand outside.

On the road where Yang Yiyi was, there were nearly five hundred people from various sects and scattered people. Before the sandstorm arrived, everyone found a place at the foot of the mountain and hurriedly hid in it.

The wind and sand blew the tent loudly, and it was doubtful whether the people and the tent would be blown away, just like flying a kite.

However, when camping at the foot of the mountain, what you should worry about most is falling rocks.

"It looks like a rock fell."

Wu Shaoyi was somewhat worried as he listened to the sounds outside the tent.

"Don't worry about it. If there is a rolling stone, you won't be able to avoid it. Why worry about it?"

Shen Qingluo waved his hands nonchalantly, but she thought it was reasonable.

"The wind seems to have calmed down a bit."

Qin Yan listened carefully:

"It's been blowing for almost three hours."

Only Yang Yiyi didn't care about the sandstorm at all, looking at the self-heating hot pot that was steaming out.

There are very few female heroes in the arena. In a team of nearly 500 people, the number of female heroes combined is less than one-tenth.

So Qin Yan always lived with Yang Yiyi and Wu Shaoyi, rather than with the people from the Sixteenth Village. After all, she couldn't squeeze into a tent with a bunch of rough guys.

Shen Qingluo did have his own tent, but with her appearance as a ten-year-old girl, it was impossible to hold a tent alone on a windy day, and it was very likely that the tent and the person would actually fly up.

So it all came together.

"Don't just eat it, stick it with tape. The tape over there is open."

Of course Li Chengqi was also there, signaling Yang Yiyi to seal the door again with tape, otherwise sand would fly in later.

Yang Yiyi picked up the tape and stuck a few strips on it. At this moment, Qin Yan suddenly said:

"What is Li Xianren's weapon? Is it the magic weapon of the Immortal family?"

Qin Yan has seen real thunderbolts and fire bombs, but they are not so powerful.

"It's not really an immortal magic weapon. Well...how to explain it? I got it from a friend."

"Any more?"

"There are still two left. Do you want to study them?"

Qin Yan nodded fiercely.

"Forget it, I'm afraid it will explode in your hands when you dismantle it."

This is not because Li Chengqi is stingy, the main reason is that grenades are really dangerous, especially for people who have no idea of ​​the dangers of this thing.

Speaking of this, Wu Shaoyi also interjected:

"If everyone in our Central Plains has soldiers, the barbarians in the North will no longer be a major problem."

"No, if machine guns are mounted on the city wall, then the nomads can become good at singing and dancing."

"Machine gun? What's that?"

"Forehead……"

It was troublesome to explain this, so Li Chengqi fooled him by saying, "A machine gun is a heavy crossbow with a particularly fast firing rate."

"Oh, by the way, have you spread the repellent? I heard that there are a lot of poisonous scorpions in the desert. Do you still have enough masks? Tell me if you don't. Also, who has the watering can? Pick it up and spray it with dust. "More."

Shen Qingluo looked at Yu Gui floating around dumbfounded, and even refilled the watering can.

Immortal Qingtian seems to be different from what Shen Qingluo imagined.

Shen Qingluo is one of the few people who knows about the existence of Immortal Qingtian, but Shen Qingluo obviously has not had much contact with Li Chengqi.

In contrast, Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi had already gotten used to it when they went to southern Xinjiang.

"The self-heating hot pot is ready to eat. With this, I bought a new set of bowls and chopsticks. I almost forgot, I also bought puffs and grapes this morning."

Before long, everyone was holding a bowl, and next to it were plastic lunch boxes filled with puffs and grapes.

"Um... Li Xianren, is this how you usually take care of these three girls?"

"Yeah, anyway, I'm used to taking care of Yang Yiyi. It's not obvious if there is one more or one less."

After saying that, Yu Gui turned to Yang Yiyi again:

"Remember to wipe your hands with a wet wipe after eating. I also have chewing gum here. The green one over there is moisturizer, and the black one is sunscreen. Remember to wipe it."

Shen Qingluo suddenly understood why Yang Yiyi had always behaved like this without knowing the world. It was completely spoiled by Li Chengqi!

"I just ordered some fruit, please remember to eat it later."

Although Shen Qingluo didn't know what fruit lao was, it was probably some kind of dessert.

Talking about it, the four of them heard a very weak "ding dong" sound from Yu Guili.

"I think I've caught some fruit. I'll go get it."

With that said, Yugui became silent.

Yang Yiyi stuffed Yu Gui back into her arms while eating. She was already used to this, and she would always feel unhappy if she didn't keep it close to her body.

However, this time, Li Chengxi seemed to have been gone for a long time and Yugui never spoke again.

Yang Yiyi and the others had finished eating and cleaning up, and were waiting for the fruit to be picked up.

At this time, the wind and sand outside had gradually subsided, and there seemed to be a little sunshine.

Wu Shaoyi was applying the moisturizing cream recommended by Li Chengxi on her face, and suddenly paused.

"Something is approaching us, like a large number of camels."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone heard a very subtle sound.

This is not good news. Could it be that we ran into sand bandits again?

Yang Yiyi immediately tore off the tape, and everyone got out of the tent.

Many people heard the sound. When Yang Yiyi came out, many people had already come out to look in the direction of the sound source.

At this time, the wind and sand had disappeared, but the air was still filled with a pungent smell of dust.

In the direction of the sound source, a large group of Westerners riding camels could be seen approaching, and this group of people were fully armored, and it was definitely not a caravan passing by.

This made everyone very nervous, after all, the Central Plains people hated the Western Regions people, and vice versa.

There were probably hundreds of camels, like the camel cavalry from the Western Regions, and they tightened the reins when they approached.

They could be heard shouting something at the Central Plains people, but almost no one present understood the Western Regions language, so they were just listening in vain.

The martial artists who came out of the tents put their hands on their weapons, because the other party also touched the scimitars on their waists with their hands, and they were about to fight if they disagreed.

But the problem was that, let alone disagreeing, they couldn't understand what was said at all, so how could they talk?

Just when everyone was confused, a man from the Western Regions rode a camel out and shouted loudly:

"Who are you? Why are you camping here?"

Although the accent was a bit strange, it was understandable now.

It stands to reason that the person in charge of the team should go up to negotiate at this time, but Yang Yiyi's team leader was Shen Qingluo, and with her appearance, it was unnecessary to negotiate.

So a disciple from Tianjue Palace approached and seemed to have a conversation.

The disciple from Tianjue Palace bowed, and the bearded man from the Western Regions sitting on the camel also bowed in a similar manner, then whistled behind him, and all the camel cavalry turned around.

"It is true."

Shen Qingluo folded his hands and shrugged calmly:

"The Western Regions countries really cannot tolerate the Tianlang Sect."