Luo Yibei's car was still driving forward. Considering Fang Chixia's health, he didn't drive as fast as before.
Fang Chixia was sitting in the car, her eyes fixed on the front mirror, and she was quietly paying attention to the movements of the group of people behind her through the mirror.
The wind is blowing in the desert, and the wind is coming as expected, and the wind is quite strong.
The view in front of the two of them soon filled the sky with yellow sand.
Fang Chixia stared at the cars behind her for a long time, looking at them as if they wanted to get closer. Finally, for some unknown reason, she suddenly slowed down again, and her eyes darkened.
She raised her head and stared at the pile of sand dunes outside her car for a long time. Her hand pressed down on Luo Yibei's driving wrist, "Change direction and stay away from the sand dunes!"
Although she is young, her judgment rarely makes mistakes.
Without any hesitation, Luo Yibei followed her request and was about to turn around. On the desert, a gust of wind suddenly swept across, blurring the vision ahead. Before Luo Yibei could react, a small burst of sound came into his ears. The sound of breaking quicksand suddenly came.
The sand dunes at both ends of the passage where the two were standing were all collapsing.
"No! Get out!" Fang Chixia closed the car window and laid her head on Luo Yibei's knees. Just as she was about to remind him, the car they were in suddenly took off among the piles of sand dunes.
Fang Chixia never had to doubt Luo Yibei's driving skills.
She knew he was racing against the quicksand.
With her face buried in his knees and her arms wrapped around him, she gave him all the chances of their lives.
Leng Qihan stood outside the desert, witnessing the scene in the distance. His expressionless face suddenly turned livid.
"She's in there!" His eyes were fixed in the distance, and his eyes were a little red.
"Yes, yes, Master." Next to him, a bodyguard responded in a timid voice.
"Didn't you see it?" Leng Qihan's face was horribly cold, and the veins on his hands were clearly bulging.
"But, but, with the current situation, there is no way to stop it!" The man's voice became smaller and smaller.
"What else is ahead?" Every word was almost squeezed out of his throat.
"Ahead, ahead, according to reports from our local friends who are familiar with this place, there are three quicksand traps..." The man glanced at him cautiously and lowered his voice.
Leng Qihan's body was straight, his back was stiff, and the cold air on his body was heavy. He stood in the desert like an ice sculpture.
quicksand…
In the distance, Fang Chixia's car was still leaping over again and again.
Luo Yibei's driving skills were very good. He avoided the waves of toppling sand dunes and avoided the danger of the vehicle being buried. He still sprinted in the desert.
Leng Qihan stared at the car he was in for a long time, staring blankly at the collapsing sand dunes. He suddenly walked up to his car step by step.
"Master, where are you going?" a bodyguard asked in panic.
Leng Qihan ignored it, opened the door and got in.
"Master, the ground is dangerous!" The man wanted to warn, but as soon as he finished speaking, the other person's car had already driven out.
In the car ahead, Luo Yibei and Fang Chixia were still sprinting.
After shaking off piles of sand dunes, Luo Yibei also considered that he might encounter quicksand collapse on the ground. After breaking through the sand dunes, he stopped the car and led Fang Chixia out of the car.
However, before their legs had even taken two steps, Fang Chixia suddenly stepped on the air.