"Ah!"
The desert caved in, and for a moment screams rose from all around.
Wen Jiaren's face changed drastically as her body sank down with the sand, feeling like her whole person was falling, "Mu Qian."
She shouted Mu Qian's name, and at the critical instant a large, powerful hand grabbed her, yanking her into an embrace. Very soon she caught the scent that made her feel utterly at ease.
Right after that, muffled thuds mixed with screams kept sounding beside her ears, and Wen Jiaren only felt her body jolt.
"You okay?"
The familiar voice came from beneath her.
Wen Jiaren came back to herself and saw Mu Qian looking at her with worry, while she was pressed on top of him.
Wen Jiaren quickly scrambled off him and pulled Mu Qian up in one go, "I'm fine, how about you?"
"I'm fine." Mu Qian shook his head. Underneath was a thick layer of sand, so he hadn't hit hard.
But some people didn't seem to be that lucky.
