[Warriors, sometimes can be very vulnerable. It is necessary that you carry some spare medicine].
Clean and effective, Qian Jin took care of his fractured arms rapidly. he was gratified by his amazing endurance! He didn’t even sweat a little while in so much pain.
"Dig me a hole down the hill." Qian Jin made a short pause and then went on talking. "Bury me in the sand for fifteen minutes, just leave my head out for the air."
In sandstorm days like this, even if he leaves the head out, it would soon be buried by the sand blown off here. He might just as well bury himself completely.
Bury the whole body? Fanta Kunge and Cech Flet exchanged a puzzled glance without having even a clue what this man was going to do.
Fanta Kunge checked out the cave behind him, and there was still no sign that Duren Burg was coming out soon. He softly said, "I’ll keep watch here."
