"What's wrong with you." Kasha, who was sitting in front, said seriously.

"What's wrong?" Kahn felt puzzled. He had been controlling the camel and did nothing.

Kasha exhaled a long breath and put his hand on his arm. The placement of his arms was very subtle, and holding Kasha's waist was just horizontally supporting the southern hemisphere.

"You told me that you can relieve the burden on the camel with my arms, but I thought about it. As long as we both sat on the hunchbacks, the camel's load will not be reduced. You just want to take the opportunity to take advantage of me, and it's all your fault, which makes my chest hurt."

After hearing this, Kahn's eyes blinked and he was still a little confused.

While he was thinking silently, Kasha asked, "What? Is there nothing to say?"

These are all things he is used to, so how can he say anything? What's wrong with holding his wife?

Since Kasha was serious, he was not vague and just followed her words and made up.

He leaned forward, pressed his back on Kasha's back, put his mouth close to her ear and said, "Yes, I want to hug you. But did you have seen through my intentions wisely early on, and then he was very considerate and did not expose my lie and hug me on purpose?"

Kasha choked, and these words blocked the complaints she had prepared behind her, and took off the stool that made her stand on the moral high ground. It was so uncomfortable that she could not go up or down.

If she doesn't go down the steps, she will be a fool girlfriend who is neither smart nor gentle and considerate.

"I... is like this." Kasha stubbornly felt guilty: "I didn't let you hug you, just say no."

"It will change the flavor by just saying it. If I want to hug you, it will be different from hugging you and hugging me."

"Aren't it all hugging?"

"It's different. I don't need to agree with the former. This shows that our trust no longer needs to be said, and it will appear more intimate and loving. The latter is also necessary to be polite to you first. If you are polite to the wrong explanation, isn't it just alienation?"

"...I didn't think so much." Kasha had been fooled and completely forgot that she was here to question Kahn at the beginning why she bullied her as a fool.

In the guilt, I heard Kahn sighing in his ears.

"Cherish the present, maybe there will be no such opportunity to ride a camel together in the future."

"Why is this?" she couldn't help asking.

"You think, if we have children, we can't live a world of two people. You can't hold your good baby and leave me aside."

Hearing this, she couldn't help but say nervously: "I won't let you go aside."

"I'm almost here to control it. If you are sleepy, you lean on my back to rest like this. If you fall asleep, you should hold me tightly and don't fall down..."

...

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large. The hotter it is during the day and colder it is at night.

Night is no longer suitable for travel, Kahn is planning to raise a bonfire, so a flame is formed at his fingertips.

But this flame was like those insulated lighters, swaying wildly by the strong wind carrying sand and almost extinguished.

"This fire cannot be fought." Kahn said this directly to Kasha, telling her not to fiddle with the poplar branches she picked up.

"Suddenly the wind blew." Kasha stood up and looked at the sky. The stars were covered by the yellow sand in the sky. She looked around and found a storm taking shape in the sky, and a vague whistling sound came from.

"It's a bit unlucky. The sandstorm seems to be coming to us." Kasha had already confirmed when she looked at the sky. There was no building around to hide from the storm, and this is fatal to ordinary people.

If they were ordinary people, they would now ride a camel to escape from the storm.

Otherwise, once they are caught up, the gravel brought by the strong wind will blow away their flesh and blood. Not only that, they will inevitably be buried by yellow sand and turned into dry bones.

They didn't want to go against each other, so they stayed still.

The camel beside him began to get restless, shook his head constantly, and his four hooves were restless. It also had a premonition that the storm was approaching and wanted to escape from here.

"We'll find a way to escape this dust storm."

Kasha used much greater strength than usual to hold the camel, and she also began to worry and could not do nothing, otherwise their desert boat would be flooded with endless yellow sand.

"Dig a hole on the spot." Kahn's sudden transformation made the camel even more frightened. The strong virtual air breath could arouse biological instinctive fear more than a sandstorm.

The camel struggled violently, and it was difficult for Kasha to suppress it without transforming. Then she tried to look at it with her, and her purple pupils burst into a breathtaking light.

This was her attempt to control the emotions of non-human creatures, but she didn't expect that the effect was surprisingly good and she easily controlled it. She put the camel in a state of extreme fear, so she couldn't even control her body, so naturally she wouldn't struggle anymore.

The ground-boring worm easily dug a tunnel in the soft sand layer. The flowing sand particles were corroded by the saliva of their secretion into mortar-like substances fixed on the cave wall. The hole wall with purple light spots felt like a rough cement wall, hard enough to withstand the impact of the storm.

Kahn asked Kasha to lead the camel to hide in the cave, and then used magic to gather quicksand to block the entrance.

The bonfire will not be lit, and it will become a little darker, otherwise the oxygen in the cave will not be enough for them to consume. Don’t let the camel turn into a dead camel when the sandstorm passes, and everything I did just now will lose its meaning.

After the hole was sealed, a storm came immediately. The strong wind hit the surface above, and the sand layer was lifted and covered. All movements were guided into the dull hole and kept echoing.

Kasha let go of the camel, squatted down and stood close to Kahn, and suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

"This seems to be the first time we are facing a sandstorm outside alone. When we encounter sandstorms before, we will run home and hide."

"Yes." Kahn nodded in agreement, but couldn't remember it.

"My father said that when they encountered sandstorms in the wild, they would let the animals form a circle next to them, and they hid in the middle and survived the storm. The animals had thick fur and were not afraid of being blown off by the flying sand. This is the practice of Shurima's caravans all year round. However, it depends on the situation. If they encounter too big storms, this method would be almost like seeking death. Fortunately, my father's luck has always been very good."

Kasha is still recalling that the stories her father told were an extremely important part of her childhood. When she grew up, the narrator around her became Kahn, both of which are very important to her.

"There's a picture." Kahn suddenly laughed: "Then the weight of the livestock should not be more than dozens of kilograms after it is taken?"

"Yes, the fur is full of sand." Kasha smiled.

"Hmph, if Taliyah is there, a dome made of rock can withstand the storm."
Chapter completed!