Chapter 1061 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (27)

This secret realm is far more mysterious and powerful than Feng Qian imagined.

The scenes are all maintained by spiritual power. It is unknown how many scenes there are in the secret realm. To support such a huge and real scene, the spiritual power required is beyond imagination.

Feng Qian raised his head and glanced at the endless desert. The first thing to do was to find the fragments first.

Perhaps there are also communication channels between different scenes.

Feng Qian raised his foot and walked a distance. After a while, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

The sky in the distance is gray, and the fine sand is rolled up by the strong wind, like a huge dark yellow haze.

The black hair of the girl in white was blown up by the wind.

Feng Qian frowned slightly, raised his hand and cast an enchantment to block the wind and sand outside.

Is this the rhythm of the coming sandstorm?

There is a sea of ​​sand all around here, and there is no place to hide.

After a pause, Feng Qian tried to activate the teleportation array, but found that her spiritual power seemed to be restricted, and the teleportation array could not be activated.

In the desert, several cacti were uprooted and floated in front of Feng Qian.

The girl watched blankly, and after a while, sat cross-legged on the ground.

The barrier cut off the noise outside, Feng Qian yawned, wondering when the sandstorm would end.

Feng Qian propped his chin, lazily watching the sandstorm hit.

When she was completely in it, the girl didn't blink her eyes.

soon.

"Ahhhhhh—"

Feng Jue's face was distorted by the blowing, his clothes were messed up, and his hair covered his entire face.

He curled up into a ball at this moment, being carried away by the sandstorm.

Feng Qian couldn't hear the sound in the barrier, and now he closed his eyes, so he didn't see Feng Jue flying overhead.

Feng Jue caught a glimpse of Lord Shangshen sitting firmly on the ground.

He struggled to move and shouted, "Help!!! God!!!"

"Ahhh!! Ancestor!! Help me!!!"

Feng Qian frowned slightly, just opened his eyes, and then saw a big ball in front of him.

After a pause, she raised her hand to activate her spiritual power.

Just when Feng Jue thought that he would continue to be swept away for a while, something restrained his waist, and he threw himself back.

boom--

Feng Jue fell headlong into the sand.

He moved his fingertips, and his face was covered with sand.

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

Well……

Is it a person?

Feng Jue felt that his whole body was going to fall apart, and his head was still dizzy.

He struggled to get up from the ground, blocking the sand on his face, revealing a fair and delicate face.

His hair was very messy, and he was looking at Feng Qian with his eyes open at the moment, with a stupid sense of sight.

The sandstorm wasn't over yet, but Feng Jue found that he couldn't feel the sandstorm outside now, as if he was isolated from it.

The young man looked at Feng Qian excitedly.

Sure enough, the ancestors would not refuse to save them!

"Thank you, my lord, for your help."

Feng Jue thanked politely.

But Feng Qian couldn't hear Feng Jue's voice, he could only see the changing expression of the other party, looking silly.

Feng Qian glanced at him, then drooped her eyelids, feeling drowsy.

After about half an hour, the sandstorm passed and the desert returned to calm.

Feng Qian withdrew the barrier and got up.

The barrier around Feng Jue was also removed, he stepped forward and walked in front of Feng Qian: "My lord, my name is Feng Jue."

Feng Qian glanced at him and continued walking forward.

"My lord, you are my ancestor!"

Feng Qian: "..."

The girl stopped and looked at him.

Feng Jue was embarrassed by being stared at, he laughed and said: "Although it is not directly related, but in terms of seniority, my lord is still my ancestor."