Under the azure sky, a wild wind howled as it passed, and within the yellow sand walked two people, braving the fierce gale.
"Muer, once we get through here, we should reach Jun Continent."
The man in purple clothes turned to look at the young girl beside him, his eyes carrying a faint smile, the devilish curvature of his lips adding to his allure and charm...
"Mm."
Mu Ruyue lifted her gaze to the sun in the sky, her eyes narrowing slightly: "I hope everything goes smoothly..."
I wonder where Little Huang’er and the others have gotten to now...
She lowered her eyes, concealing the dark glint within them, but just as she was about to look up again, a thunderous whoosh echoed from ahead, like a violent storm...
"Not good!"
Witnessing the intense sandstorm from the north, Mu Ruyue’s expression abruptly changed: "It’s a once-in-a-millennium, top-grade sandstorm!"
It seed their luck really wasn’t good; they had even encountered the rare sandstorm that cos once in a thousand years...
Mu Ruyue’s gaze grew heavy, a strange light flickering in her eyes.
"Muer," Ye Wuchen furrowed his brows, "hold my hand tightly later, and no matter what, don’t let go!"
"Okay."
Mu Ruyue nodded gently, her cold eyes fixated on the rapidly approaching sandstorm...
The sandstorm was as vast as the entire sky, fierce and overwhelming, raising clouds of dust wherever it swept through, unstoppable...
It moved quickly, in the blink of an eye reaching in front of Ye Wuchen and Mu Ruyue, and with a deafening roar, it enveloped their figures...
No matter how strong a martial artist’s strength was, before reaching the realm of God, they could not overco a natural disaster...
Boom!
A powerful force surged, causing Mu Ruyue’s grip on Ye Wuchen’s hand to suddenly loosen, and they were forcefully pulled apart by the storm...
In her fading consciousness, she seed to see the worried, tense look in Ye Wuchen’s purple eyes.
...
Under the light of dawn, the woman lay on the desert sand, her eyes tightly closed, her exceptionally beautiful face pale as if devoid of life.
Just then, a caravan sped by, coming from a distance and slowing down upon reaching the woman, unintentionally stopping.
The wild wind brushed by, lifting the curtain of a horse-drawn carriage, giving a glimpse of an immature-looking boy sitting inside.
The boy wasn’t particularly handso, but his delicate features were pleasing to the eye, and he still had the naïve look of youth, his boyish features tinged with immaturity.
"What happened?"
His voice, clear and bright, resonated against the restive yellow sandstorm.
"Young master, there’s a woman here?"
An astonished voice ca from outside the carriage.
The young master furrowed his brow, and after a while, relaxed it: "Bring her along, let’s continue on."
At this mont, the carriage moved forward, but compared to before, there was now an additional person inside the following carriage...
Inside the swaying carriage, the woman lying there slowly opened her eyes, rubbing her aching forehead, frowning in confusion.
"Where am I?"
She rembered encountering a sandstorm with Wuchen, but where was Wuchen now? Moreover, what place was this...
As she was deep in thought, the carriage ca to a stop, the curtain was lifted, and a head poked in, the man’s face wearing an honest smile. Seeing Mu Ruyue awake, he chuckled, "Miss, you’re awake?"
Mu Ruyue furrowed her brows tightly, raising her eyes to scan the plainly honest-looking man, and said, "Who are you? And why am I here?"
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