Prosperity Rebirth: The CEO's wife is about to be promoted!

Chapter 588 Self-inflicted Evil (4)

It's just that this speed can't match the nature no matter what, the sandstorm like a tornado hits, the two cars are thrown into the air, and the people in the car also fall off.

The three people in Qiu Wuming's car and the three people in Ling Yuanyuan's car were all terrified.

"Hurry up and protect me, I'll give you 500 million each when I go back!" Qiu Wuming's terrified voice resounded, but no one could take care of him at this moment.

"Hold me!" Qiu Wuming was taken up from the sand, and then fell, as if his internal organs were being smashed into pieces. Ling Yuanyuan grabbed the old guide, but accidentally caught him.

Seeing Qiu Wuming and his people disappear into the sandstorm, Ling Yuanyuan and the old guide miraculously survived. Both of them had the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe, and they couldn't care less about the sand and dirt on their faces.

"Old man, are we still alive?" Ling Yuanyuan looked at the old guide in a daze, both of them ignored the pain in their bodies.

"Yes, thanks to God's blessing, this is also your blessing, girl. The group of people just now can only be said to be self-inflicted."

"Is it possible for them to survive?" Ling Yuanyuan looked at the old guide.

"No, they all died or were buried in the yellow sand and became part of this great desert."

Just as the old guide finished speaking, the foot that Ling Yuanyuan stepped on suddenly sank into the moving quicksand. The old guide reached out to grab Ling Yuanyuan's body, but Ling Yuanyuan's whole body fell into the quicksand and then disappeared.

When only one pair of eyes was out, Ling Yuanyuan saw Song Xiaoxiao and the three of them, and rushed to her place, but it was too late, Ling Yuanyuan smiled with difficulty, and then sank down.

"We're late." Song Xiaoxiao's tone was flat, but there was a heavy mountain in her heart, making it hard to breathe.

"The rest of the people, didn't they all survive?" Dugu Mo looked at the old guide.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were red, and he looked at the direction where Ling Yuanyuan disappeared, "Yes, everyone is dead except for me. I originally thought that Ling girl was a good person and escaped this catastrophe, but I didn't expect that in the end..."

"Those people deserve what they deserve, but Miss Ling didn't!" The old guide couldn't help shouting when he remembered the scene where Ling Yuanyuan caught him in the storm.

"Is Yuanyuan really dead?" Mo Xiaoyang whispered sadly, a little unwilling to believe it.

"Brother Mo, I thought I could protect her well, but I didn't expect that I was too careless and confident..."

Hearing Song Xiaoxiao's low and self-blaming tone, Dugumo gently hugged her, "Silly girl, it's not your fault, it's God's will."

Dugu Mo looked into the depths of the sky with burning eyes.

"God's will, I don't know what God's will is. I only know that I'm too weak to save my friends. If I had predicted it earlier and arrived earlier, maybe Yuanyuan would have been safe..."

"I don't believe in fate! I don't believe in fate! I don't believe in fate!" Song Xiaoxiao repeated three times, then fixedly looked at the sky above her head, with a firmness in her eyes that Dugu Mo had never seen before.

The whole journey has been smooth and smooth, no one can cause harm to Song Xiaoxiao and the others, so that she thinks that she is already a very powerful existence. At this moment, what happened to Ling Yuanyuan caused Song Xiaoxiao to suffer a lot.

It completely overturned her estimation and cognition of her own strength in her heart, and her desire to practice hard became more and more determined.

(End of this chapter)