Infinite Bloodcore

Sea of ​​yellow sand.

Silent and windless.

The sun hangs high in the sky, spreading endless heat and light to its heart's content.

The sand dunes are connected one after another, undulating like unique tombstones.

And in the back of a sand dune, sand suddenly rolled down rustlingly.

The movement grew louder and louder, and then a hand suddenly shot out from the turbulent yellow sand!

This hand was covered in blood and scars. He suddenly grabbed it and seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Then the next moment, this hand seemed to react, extremely excited and grabbing and pushing crazily. First, sand poured out of the palms, then the arms. The sand hole expanded rapidly, finally revealing a young man's head.

When the gray head was halfway out of the sand dune, he opened his mouth as wide as possible, exhaling all the stuffy air in his chest in an extremely weak manner, and then greedily sucked out the hot air.

Along with the violent breathing, a small amount of sand was ejected from the boy's mouth and nose.

"Cough cough cough!"

Then, because the boy was breathing too hard, he coughed violently.

After coughing for a moment, the boy finally recovered and opened his eyes.

Even though he was on the back of a dark sand dune, his pupils were still shrunk by the hot sunlight, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes again.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, the young man's heart sank even though he had expected it: "Desert, I have indeed arrived in the desert. I just don't know if this desert is the same one that Cang Xu and others have been to before?"

The young man is the needle gold.

He almost died from suffocation. When he took his first breath of air, the most dangerous moment was finally over.

Zhen Jin took a breath, regained some strength, and pulled himself out of the yellow sand with difficulty.

After officially escaping the dilemma of being buried alive, Zhen Jin had no strength to stand up and knelt directly on the ground, wheezing and coughing loudly at intervals.

He spat.

The sand in the mouth stains the saliva a light yellow color.

He picked his ears and snorted again, then shook his hair with his hands, letting the fine sand scatter everywhere.

These movements only lasted for a short while, and Zhen Jin felt the limit of his physical strength. He was so frightened that he immediately stopped and changed from full kneeling to half kneeling.

Because he knew how dangerous this island was, it would be absolutely stupid to use up all his energy. In addition, half-kneeling would allow him to get up quickly.

The surroundings were quiet, without a trace of wind.

The sun is bright and hot during the day, baking the tawny desert.

At first glance, the desert looks unremarkable, only full of yellow and not a trace of green.

The only motley thing is him.

This blond boy was no longer as handsome as usual, nor was he clean. He was gray-headed and extremely embarrassed.

Zhen Jin just looked at everything in front of him, very vigilant, but there was no movement.

He glanced around and finally fixed his gaze on the dunes behind him.

He looked at the dune as if looking at a silent tombstone.

Acupuncture Queen was afraid but fortunate that although he was buried deep under the sand, he was not directly under the dune. He was not buried deeply, which gave him a chance to escape.

He seized this opportunity tightly and did not die under the tombstone of this sand dune.

Therefore, the young man laughed unconsciously: "Hehehe... cough, hehehe."

He had been escaping from danger for a while, and when he was sure he was safe, joy began to well up in his heart.

This feeling of joy became more and more intense, and in the next few breaths, it was so intense that it filled the young man's chest.

So much so that Zhen Jin's laughter became louder and louder, and she even burst into tears.

He felt the beauty of life again!

He felt the preciousness of every breath. Just now in the sand, he couldn't breathe at all.

He felt that his body was numb and aching - there were injuries in some places, at least one of his ribs was broken, which made every rise and rise of Zhenjin's chest hurt when he breathed.

But even this pain made him extremely happy!

This is all the joy of surviving the disaster. The joy of life is simply endless, like a huge wave set off by a tsunami that is about to drown him.

In fact, Zhen Jin has experienced this kind of experience of surviving a disaster many times.

The first time, strictly speaking, was the moment when I woke up. The fighting consciousness contained in Zhenjin's body helped him indirectly kill the silver monster blue-haired evil wolf. Everything happened too fast. Of course, post-mortem reflection also brings various emotions to Acupuncture, but the emotions of happiness and fear are mostly the ones, and joy is slightly less.

The second time was in the cave. Zhenjin himself had been poisoned by fire, but he risked his life to kill the silver-level monster Monkey Tail Brown Bear. Zhen Jin almost died, and Zidi tried her best to save him. Struggling between life and death, Zhen Jin fell into coma and woke up several times, and finally survived. At that time, he discovered that even an ordinary wild flower revealed the infinite loveliness and beauty of life, which he could appreciate for a long time.

The third time was to face the Blade Spider. As death approaches, Zhen Jin is still distracted by the sudden emergence of memories. Zhen Jin also thought he was going to die, but his body suddenly mutated. After this disaster, he was more suspicious and curious.

The fourth time, it was the chaotic magic power brought by the mutton that eroded his body and nearly killed him. After being saved, the young man felt more gratitude and appreciation for his fiancée Zidi.

The fifth time is the current disaster. After narrowly escaping from death, the joy of acupuncture is the greatest it has ever been.

"Why?" Zhen Jin savored his emotions carefully.

Soon, he found the reason.

"It's because of this ordeal and the power of heaven and earth. If it's poison or a monster, I still have the ability to take action. But in the face of such a violent wind and sand, what else can I do besides being beaten? I'm really lucky to survive. !”

If given a choice, Zhenjin would rather face the monster by herself than the violent wind and sand that covers the sky and the earth.

It was this feeling of powerlessness and helplessness that made his joy after surviving even more intense.

"My life was hanging by a thread, and it was a fluke that I survived. What about Zidi, Cangxu and the others?" A question came to mind, causing the smile on Zhen Jin's face to gradually disappear.

Emotionally comforting him, he said: These people must still be alive.

But at the same time, reason coldly told Zhen Jin: These people are in danger, and it would be nothing short of a miracle if they survived.

Zhen Jin inevitably became worried, but also had empty hopes.

The joyful mood seemed to subside suddenly. It was so strong just now and now it disappeared almost instantly.

What followed was reluctance.

Under the leadership of Zhen Jin, the exploration team finally hunted the rats. Just as they made some progress, they suffered a fatal blow.

It's fear.

If he faced the violent sandstorm again, would he still have such luck to escape a second time?

It's helpless and confused.

What should he do next? Where to go?

It's heavy.

He once secretly vowed to protect his fiancée. Is Zidi alive or dead now? If it was death, where was the body?

And as the sole heir of the Baizhen family, he needs to win the position of Lord of Baisha City through competition, but now he is trapped on the island and has been on the verge of death several times. Can he escape from the island alive? Will there still be a chance to shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the family?

All kinds of emotions were entangled together, making Zhen Jin find it difficult to breathe again.

At this moment, he felt extremely helpless and weak.

He wanted to hold back, he remembered his identity as a Templar, but his tears still fell silently.

Zhen Jin did not wipe his tears, but watched the tears drip onto the dry sand, watched them soak into the sand, making tiny holes one by one, trying hard to expand, but in the end the moisture was only limited to a small area. In a very small range.

Compared with the huge desert, no, compared with the entire sand dune, these tear pits are so small and pitiful.

"It looks so much like me."

Acupuncture sighs bitterly.

He prayed sincerely again: "O God, my great Holy Emperor, you are the living god, and you are the eternal victor. At this moment, your knights, your believers, and your children pray for your response. , pray for your mercy, pray for you to give me the right direction and point out the way to move forward bravely..."

This time, the prayers were verbose and full of content as never before.

A venomous desert viper discovered acupuncture, and the poor boy soon became its prey.

The desert viper approached quietly. Its scales were very close to the color of sand. Its S-shaped curve movement was not only fast but also made no sound at all.

When the distance was close, the Desert Viper suddenly jumped up behind Zhen Jin!

But the next moment, Zhen Jin didn't look back. Instead, he stretched out his hand and caught the viper in mid-air.

The viper's mouth opened wide, the snake stretched and contracted, and struggled wildly, but its throat was tightly pinched by Zhenjin's hand.

The viper's body, which was more than half a meter long, was tightly wrapped around Zhen Jin's arm.

But Zhen Jin remained motionless, whether it was his half-kneeling body or his arms, they were as if they were made of iron.

Zhenjin no longer prayed, but quietly listened to the last scream of the viper's life journey.

He was silent and never raised his head, so when the Viper was strangled to death, it didn't even see the face of its mortal enemy.

The sun rises higher and higher.

The surface of the desert was boiling hot, and the air in the distance was distorted by the heat.

A blond boy slowly walked out of the back of the dune, like a drop of water, flowing into the vast desert.

This young man has a handsome face, but at the moment he is shabby and his clothes are in tatters.

There was a dead desert viper draped over his shoulders like a chain.

This viper is different from ordinary ones. Its tail is spiral-like, reminiscent of a metal spring made by goblins.

On this damn island, even an ordinary snake looks weird.

Zhen Jin stopped crying and became expressionless.

He knew a truth——

God may have mercy, knights may have mercy, people may have mercy...

But, there is none in nature.