Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Zhang Yunlong commanded the soldiers to lay the camels around in a circle, and the soldiers of the three armies all lay in the circle, holding hands, to prevent being blown away by the strong wind...

The wind was howling, like countless devils howling, and countless fine sands covered the sky and the sun, and it was impossible to distinguish between the sky and the earth, and it was a mess everywhere.

Zhang Yunlong secretly groaned in his heart, in such a windy and sandy day, how is Feng Qianyu and his party doing?If he returns from victory and finds that Long Fuyue is missing, I wonder if he will sacrifice his head to the flag...

Long Fuyue was swept into mid-air by the storm, frightened out of her wits.At this moment, her body was completely out of control, spinning like a windmill in the wind and sand, the strong wind and gravel hit her body like a torrential rain, the pain was like cracking, her body was rolled around like a bundle of straw.Long Fuyue could barely breathe, her small face was flushed instantly, she felt her chest beating violently, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, she couldn't help closing her eyes, and said in her heart: "I want to play this time!" It's over!"

Even so, she held the little fox in her arms and hugged her tightly. [

The little fox struggled desperately, and finally revealed its small head, with countless light blue charms protruding from its pointed mouth.

These spells spun rapidly, and within a short while, one person and one fox were wrapped in the middle.Like a light blue membrane, it was pulled by the strong wind and changed into various shapes.

Long Fuyue had already passed out, so naturally she didn't see this kind of spectacle.The little fox seemed to be desperate to maintain the barrier, but it only maintained the original state, preventing the wind and sand from hitting him directly, but it was difficult to land on the ground and stabilize his body...

The strong wind blew for more than two hours before it gradually stopped.

A gust of sand blows past, and the long desert stretches silently and without bounds.

There is a Populus euphratica forest here, all of which are dead, and the branches are stretched out, like the withered fingers of an old man.

On the edge of the Populus euphratica forest, there is a raised sandbag. The sandbag is slowly wriggling, and suddenly there is a crash, and a small snow-white fox emerges.

The little fox clawed violently with its four paws, finally revealing a body covered in yellow sand>