C551 Treasure Hunting

"Huhuhu. . . "

On the yellow sand, the endless sand wind was like the hand of a lover, constantly caressing the shape of the sand.

However.

The sand fog that accompanied the gentle wind and blew on the faces of Wuh Yangyun, Ye Qing, Tang Yingxue, and Nie Yueyi was like white dew and frost.

Their eyelids, the corners of their eyes