Shui Ningyan narrowed her eyes and couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of her, so she raised her voice and said to him: "Gather everyone together, set up camp on the spot, hug everyone together, and escape this sandstorm!"

Luo Ye heard a glint of light flashed in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and instructed everyone to follow the method she said.

Because of the long journey, Luo Ye asked his attendants to bring a few tents in case of accidents.

Soon, everyone worked together to prop up the tent and hide in it to avoid the wind and sand.

The emperor brought a lot of dowry for Shui Ningyan on this trip, and there were [-] boxes of large boxes alone. Shui Ningyan ordered people to put the boxes outside the tent and press down several corners, and then directed Zi Jin and Bai Ji to general The carriage was dragged into the tent, and as for the accompanying four horses, she and Luo Ye tied them firmly outside the tent.

The crowd hurriedly moved all the remaining dowry of Shui Ningyan into the tent, Shui Ningyan looked into the distance and saw that the tornado was coming here soon, she felt bad and ordered everyone Hurry back to camp and stay.

This time, because Shui Ningyan didn't want to show off, Luo Ye didn't have many entourages. Including the maids, there were 32 people in total. Everyone formed a circle, holding each other's hands tightly, and waiting for the tornado to pass.

Shui Ningyan held the bletilla striata with one hand, and tightly held the Zijin with the other hand. After a while, she felt a strong gravitational force sweeping towards them.

The tent made strange noises due to the strong wind outside, and Shui Ningyan looked at the tent above his head solemnly, fearing that the tent would be blown away by the wind and sand.

Luo Ye was holding Zijin's hand, and turned his head to look at the solemn face of water condensation. He had seen this kind of sandstorm twice. The first time he experienced it, he was the only one among the 16 people walking with him. Hayate survived.

But today, because of Shui Ningyan's unruffled command in the face of danger, his heart was not as flustered as last time. Instead, he calmed down, staring at the four-cornered tent with a pair of pitch-black eyes.

Although the tent was not lifted, everyone still felt a gust of wind blowing towards them, their bodies could not help but tilt a little, and Zijin's hand holding him was a little loose.

Seeing this, Shui Ningyan immediately shouted: "Everyone sit down, hold each other's hands tightly, don't let go, the storm will pass soon, hold on!"

Thanks to the encouragement of His Highness the Crown Princess, everyone regained their confidence, tightened each other's hands, and managed to survive the disaster.

Gradually, the wind force decreased, and although the whirring sound above the head was still there, it had obviously gradually faded away.The only sound left was the crackling of raindrops falling on the roof of the tent.

Shui Ningyan loosened her hold on Baiji and Zijin's hands, only to realize that her palms were covered with sweat, she smiled lightly at the crowd, with a look of joy in her eyes: "The tornado is gone, everyone is safe."

Looking at the cheering crowd in the tent, the corner of Shui Ningyan's mouth was unconsciously tainted with a smile.

Luo Ye stood up and knelt down to Shui Ningyan, "I'm waiting to thank His Royal Highness for saving my life."

When those people saw this, except for Baiji and Zijin, they all knelt down and shouted at Shui Ningyan.

Such a scene was beyond Shui Ningyan's expectation, but soon she smiled relievedly and raised her hand to let everyone stand up.

"Although the tornado has passed, the torrential rain is still falling. Everyone will hide here for the time being and wait until the torrential rain passes before going out to clean up."

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