Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Li Xin didn't pay much attention to Tang Jian's position, so after digging for a long time, he realized that he was digging in the wrong place. In the end, it was the three palace guards who got out of the ground by themselves, and dragged the unconscious Tang Jian out of the sand by the way.

The survival of the three guards was obviously not going well. As soon as he got out of the ground, he lay down on the sand in a large shape, panting heavily, like three dead dogs. And they were almost motionless, only Tang Jian whose breath was rising and falling, not to mention, he was simply a dead dog.

Li Xin resentfully left the sand he had been digging for a long time, walked up to several people and asked, "How are you all?"

"It's okay." The guards were too tired, so they couldn't care less about etiquette.

Li Xin stood up, looked around, and couldn't help but feel a very strong feeling of gratitude in his heart. In any case, the two carriages that ran out from the chaos were still breathing hard. This is something that is so lucky that people can't help but marvel.

This is a natural disaster-level sandstorm.

If it weren't for the fact that there were just a few big rocks that could provide shelter on the way forward, Li Xin really couldn't imagine what the end of his group would be.

On the other side, Runniang, who had been persistently digging around the rocks, finally found what she wanted most.

water.

The one-foot-long sheepskin water sac was bulging and full of water. You could even feel the liquid vibrating in it when you shook it.

Because the prince said to bring enough water, Run Niang has been carrying this water bag, no matter how heavy it is, she is reluctant to leave it behind, and the rebellious army is also holding on to its belt tightly.

Run Niang hugged the kettle, climbed up from the sandpit, trotted to Li Xin's side, held the kettle in front of Li Xin's eyes with her hands like offering treasures, and said, "My lord, this is our water."

Li Xin was shocked, took the water bag from Runniang's hand, and then saw her scarred hands.

What the sandstorm leaves behind is not the fine sand of the seaside beach, but coarse sand mixed with various sharp crystals. Runniang's delicate hands were scratched with countless tiny cuts. Some holes are even embedded with sand, which looks very distressing.

"Well done." Li Xin patted Runniang's head, and tightly held the precious water bag in his hand.

Run Niang smiled.

Tang Jian lay on the ground and never woke up. The three guards stepped forward and pinched the person and pressed his chest. After tossing for a long time, he gradually had a reaction and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where am I?"

he asked feebly.

Seeing that the elder woke up safely, Li Xin heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I don't know either."

Tang Jian sat up slowly, looked at his hands, and while fiddled with his hair and cleaned the sand, he asked, "Am I still alive? Are we all alive, or are we all dead?"

"They're all alive." Dou Liang smiled first, then shrugged and said, "But it's not far from death."

Tang Jian froze for a moment, then looked in all directions.

It's all the same vast Gobi, and it's hard to see even a few weeds.

He understood what Dou Liang meant.

Li Xin touched the water bottle he was carrying, and his mood gradually changed from the joy of escaping death to despair and depression.

Lost in the Gobi desert where there is no water source. To be reasonable, what Dou Liang said is not wrong. All of them are only alive for the time being. In fact, it is not far from death.