Furida struggled hard and reached out to grab his father's pants.

The weight of both of them was pressing on Selia's father, and the veins on the forehead of the middle-aged man whose temples were already frosty were instantly tense.

The arm slipped violently.

But he just gritted his teeth and turned to yell at Furida. Furida hurried, hurry up.

At this time, Cialia was so scared that she was about to cry because she had "saw" her father falling down.

She held her father's belt tightly in her hand and kept shouting, please, dad, come up, come up, you must climb up!

The middle-aged man smiled at his daughter with difficulty, quietly unbuttoning the belt on his hands that was just pretending, while pulling his son who was clinging to his back.

Dear, Dad loves you, feeling the softer sand under his arms. The middle-aged man silently said in his heart, then turned around and threw his son who was lying on him.

The sand at hand collapsed directly. The man closed his eyes, but his hands and feet couldn't help but struggle, and no one wanted to die.

But the sand at his feet swallowed his body in big mouthfuls and pulled him down desperately. His struggle became smaller and smaller, trembling, feeling the sand slowly flooding his neck.

At this moment, his arm was pulled out of the sand.

Ceria's face turned red, and she grabbed the belt tied to her father's hand with her brother.

Her heart was really panicked. In front of her eyes, the scene of her father being dragged in by the yellow sand was constantly flashing. What should she do? What should she do? She glanced around in panic.

She stopped while scanning the belt on her hand.

At this time, my father had already unbuttoned the belt on his hand.

She rushed over and tied her belt back to his hand.

Almost the moment she tied her up, her brother was thrown up, and the belt on her hand was dragging her forward.

Never once, she was so glad that she had grown up.

Although she was dragged down, she was not thrown out at once. She staggered over and pulled her belt to the shore.

The two of them worked together, and the man was slowly dragged out of the sand, but the sand under their feet also began to slowly collapse.

But the man's waist and legs are still buried in the soil.

He shouted loudly, telling them to run, run quickly.

How could Ceria run? She pulled her tender palms so hard that they were broken by the belt.

She shouted loudly with her eyes closed.

Furida, who was standing behind him, had already been swallowed by the sand.

No, no, no, no!

At that moment, Forreda felt his hands suddenly loose, and his eyes were shaken by the white light that he could not see clearly.

He only vaguely remembered that the glowing place seemed to be coming from the direction of Ceria. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already lying in the back seat of his car, and the mother who was waiting in the car was looking at them with a ghost expression on his face.

Until my father asked stupidly, what's wrong with us? Why are we here?

Before Furida could speak, she saw the expression on the shocked mother's face suddenly come alive.

Her face was extremely exaggerated and surprised expression, telling how she was waiting in the car anxiously, and how she jumped out of the car like a flexible hare after feeling the earthquake and wanted to find them in the desert. Then, just as she was about to run into the desert, the sky was suddenly covered by huge black mist, and then with a loud bang, a white light that tore open the sky flashed, sending the three of them to the car.

...The tense atmosphere in the car was swept away.

My father was slow to react for a long time before he pretended to be surprised and shouted:...Oh, God!

Forreda...mother is always so exaggerated.

Cialia: She remembers that her mother is not an insurance salesman…
Chapter completed!