Driving in the howling wind was too thrilling.
They were driving with the wind, as if racing against it. On the desolate desert, no trace of humanity could be seen, and the ground's yellow sand spread like a carpet, reaching out to the horizon.
The location chosen by the show wasn't really deep into the desert, and the car soon hit a road. On both sides, there were sand control greenery and vegetation, which looked soft and gentle in their green hues. But in less than five minutes, the weather changed again, and another sandstorm rolled in. Striking the windshield, it seemed like it would swallow them and the car in the next second.
"Lord Qiao! I can't go on."
Whirr... Whirr...
Tengu tried to start several times, then suddenly stalled.
"Lord Qiao, the road is too soft, I can't move."
Tengu's warning was cute, but amid the swirling sandstorm, it weighed heavily on the heart.
How could a road possibly be too soft?
Chi Yue, "The tires are stuck in quicksand."
