After dinner, the guide Asa prepared to avoid the wind and sand at night. He heard Asa said that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large, and it can be so hot during the day. The temperature at fifty or sixty degrees is normal, but it is very frozen at night, and it even drops to more than ten degrees below zero, which can make the sand frosty.≧

But these are not the key. What is bound is that there are often strong winds and sandstorms in the desert at night. The storm-like wind and waves even cause tornados dozens of feet high, which can easily shave people away.

Qin Lang had never truly felt the scene of strong winds rising with wind and sand, but he had also seen them on TV and movies, and knew how terrible the threat was when the strong winds blew in the desert.

He was not afraid, even if he entered the center of a sandstorm, he could save his life, but the guide was still there and could not show off. He told the guide that he should not be afraid of a shitty desert storm, follow me and keep you okay, or something else. In that case, the guide would despise him severely and think he was a lunatic, and then continue to build a tent to prepare for the sandstorm.

At this time, Qin Lang and Asa entered the tent, and the huge adult camel stayed outside. This guy just needed to find a place to shelter the wind, and the tornado at night could not do anything to it.

At night, it was indeed windy, and there was a lot of wind and sand, making the tent crackle loudly.

Fortunately, the tent made by the local guide Asa was strong enough and was in a sheltered area with its back to Shaoqiu, so it was not blown up.

All night was speechless, and the two men in the tent spent the night peacefully. The next day, when they opened the tent, Qin Lang found that the entire tent had been buried with a thick layer by wind and sand.

I pushed away the accumulated sand, but saw that the entire tent turned into a pile of sand, and the direction of the camel lying on his tent also turned into a big sandbag. As the movement of the tent appeared, the camel who had been lying all night began to stand up, trembling all over, shaking off all the accumulated sand on his body.

"Okay, distinguished guest, we can set off."

At this time, Asa bowed and said respectfully to Qin Lang, his parents of food and clothing.

"Slow down, wait for me."

Qin Lang waved his hand, but at this time he felt something special about the place forty or fifty feet away.

With his cultivation level reaching the late stage of the Dan Killing, Qin Lang's spiritual consciousness can already sense a distance of about a hundred feet. He had long felt the weirdness of that place, and now he decided to go and take a look, because there was a faint breath of life there.

Then, Qin Lang came down to the sand in three or three, and took out a thick layer of sand and took out a human-shaped life form from the sand.

After taking off the sand on this guy's body, Qin Lang finally saw clearly the guy's appearance. He was a big man with an exotic appearance, looking in his thirties, with a brown-yellow head, and his dressing style was somewhat similar to that of the Hu people in ancient China.

It is worth mentioning that this guy is now in a coma, but even in a coma, he still holds a simple-shaped scimitar in his hand.

"This guy should have blown here for the tornado last night. He is not a local in AJ in his outfit, and he is holding a scimitar in his hand. Is he the legendary swordsman?"

Qin Lang guessed.

In China, swordsmen are warriors who use swords as weapons. Only those who have achieved success in swordsmanship and use this kind of chivalrous and righteous warriors can be worthy of the name "swordsmen".

In fact, "swordsmen" are not exclusive to China. In history, there are "swordsmen" all over the world. The Middle East and Western Regions are extremely brave. Boqi blacksmiths are good at refining scimitars. For example, Damascus, swords are produced in the Iqilan tribes, so the Middle East is also one of the main production places for swordsmen.

The wandering "swordsman" in front of him should be one of the Middle East swordsmen, and the sword in his hand should be Damascus, one of the three famous swords in the world.

Damascus, swords, this kind of swords have been popular all over the world since the 10th century AD.

The knife is like a crescent moon, and its biggest feature is that the blade body is covered with various patterns, like a moving cloud like a flowing water, which is extremely wonderful. For a long time, Damascus, the unique smelting technology and forging methods of the knife have always been the technical secret of the Persians and are not known to the outside world.

The wandering swordsman in front of him was fascinated. Qin Lang checked with the professional vision of a doctor. This guy also had serious internal injuries. If he didn't help, he might not have survived for three or four hours.

Because three or four hours later, the sun in the desert will come out, and at that time, the high temperature and severe internal injuries will definitely die of a coma swordsman due to severe dehydration.

"Since we have met, it's a fate between us, so let's save you!"

Qin Lang murmured, mainly because he had an indescribable sense of intimacy towards this Middle Eastern man with a beard. This intimacy was strange, and even he couldn't tell the reason.

Maybe both sides are not ordinary people, and they have some special attraction between them.

Although this swordsman was in a light coma, he had a very good physique, so Qin Lang did not need to use the best magic pill for life and death, such as Creation Pill, which is a perfect magic pill for flesh and white bones. Just use the ordinary healing pill.

Then, Qin Lang took out a low-quality healing pill from the storage ring and swallowed it for the swordsman, then pulled the unconscious guy back to the tent, and asked the guide Asa to feed the unconscious swordsman some water.

Then, Qin Lang used the true qi to clear the meridians and stimulated the meridians of Dahuan Dan to run quickly in the meridians.

As soon as the true energy entered the sword object, Qin Lang appeared. The eight extraordinary meridians in the sword object had been opened long ago, which means that this was a sword object with high martial arts skills.

"This swordsman is not simple. His strength should be comparable to that of the middle stage of the Chinese Martial Master. In this Middle East, who can hurt such a strong existence?"

While Qin Lang was treating the swordsman, this question also arose in his mind.

Because the swordsman's internal injuries were not caused by a tornado blowing into the sky, but had suffered serious internal injuries before being swept into the sky by the wind.

The enemy who injured this swordsman must be very powerful. Qin Lang felt that he had saved this swordsman and seemed to be involved in a whirlpool, but he was not afraid.

As a cultivator in the late stage of Jiedan, Qin Lang's current strength is almost the top existence in this world. There are too few things worth fearing in this world. If he can meet them, he will be excited instead of just avoiding them.

Under Qin Lang's careful care, two hours later, the swordsman on the camel's back had already woken up leisurely: "Shui, water!"

The swordsman spitted out a few words on his chapped lips, and it seemed that he was dehydrated after being injured.

Qin Lang was happy when he heard the sound. When this guy woke up, he proved that the injury medicine had worked. Although the Taihuan Pill is not as effective as the Creation Pill, he is also a top-notch spiritual pill in this world, and finally saved this guy's life.

"Give him water."

Qin Lang gave his order to the guide.

"Okay, dear guest."

Although there was a shortage of water in the water desert, this time the guide Asa prepared enough, and five or six large water bags of about ten kilograms were prepared, so there was no drinking water crisis for the time being.

After giving the swordsman five or six mouthfuls, he almost choked him. After coughing a few times, the swordsman woke up completely. He wanted to turn over but found a scorching pain in his chest. This was a sign that his injuries had not been completely healed.

"Don't move, it will take two or three hours to completely improve your injury. Now you are moving completely aggravating your injury."

Qin Lang smiled and stopped the swordsman's actions.

Although the swordsman couldn't understand what he said, the swordsman could understand the kindness Qin Lang showed. The guide on the side translated and made him fully understand that his life was saved by the young Chinese in front of him.

"Ah, oh, guli..."

The swordsman expressed his gratitude and lying on the camel's back, or putting one hand on his chest to perform a special etiquette.

It seems that this is also a relatively old-fashioned guy, but Qin Lang likes this stubborn personality very much and can't help but laugh.

Laughing is borderless and contagious. Then the swordsman was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly.

Afterwards, the local guide AJ was used to communicate with each other, and there were no big obstacles in the exchange between the two sides.

Speaking of which, the local aspiration invited by Qin Lang is not simple. He actually understands the official language of the Middle East and even the 18 countries in the world. He is also the most famous in AJ Mansion. He has been serving as a guide for more than 50 years.

In other words, this 60-year-old man probably has been in this industry at the age of eight or nine. He may have dealt with many international guests and has language talent, so he can learn the official languages ​​of so many countries.

However, Qin Lang's language talent is not bad. With the advice of Asa, it took only half a day to communicate with the swordsman's daily language.

It is estimated that in another one or two days, Qin Lang will be able to fully master the Arabic language in the Middle East.

During the communication with this swordsman, Qin Lang learned that the swordsman was named Sharmohamed, who was an ancient member of the Middle East family.

However, there were too many Arabs in the Middle East with Mohammed as their surname, so Qin Lang directly called this guy Shah or Lao Sha in the subsequent conversation.

This time, this guy appeared in the desert to the secret realm of the pyramid, but came for the ancient mission of the family. This guy refused to say what the specific mission was. Qin Lang had no choice. He could not force this guy to say it!

At least the reason why this guy was seriously injured was that he was attacked by horse thieves in the desert after coming to this desert.

"There are horse thieves in the desert? What is the purpose of horse thieves rob you...?" Qin Lang asked at this time.

However, Schal did not make a sound. This guy's rigid face made Qin Lang really want to punch him in the face. Is there anyone who teases his life-saving benefactor like this?

However, Qin Lang really couldn't pry open this guy's mouth and explore more useful news. If this guy was willing to say it, he would naturally be willing to say it. If he didn't want to say it, he would be useless no matter how much Qin Lang asked.

This may also be a family spirit or chivalrous spirit circulating in the Middle East. It is as rigid and conservative as the Western chivalrous spirit, but it is extremely convincing in terms of personalities.

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