"Meow!!!"
Just as the two teams were about to split up to execute their tasks, the lynx suddenly let out a sharp cry.
It wasn't the Desolate Silver Lynx beside Du Yu, but the Twin Desolate Lynx on Senior Brother Fu's side.
Du Yu's heart tightened, "What's going on, Baojun, were you attacked?"
After all, the target of the dust storm's attack was the Demon Beast race, so it might bypass a few members of the Human Race and instead focus its attack on the Desolate Silver Lynx.
"Humph." The Desolate Silver Lynx snorted coldly, full of hostility.
Du Yu glanced to the side and saw that beside the Twin Desolate Lynx, Fu Jianzhou was holding up his hands innocently, retreating several meters.
In the endless yellow sand, everyone's visible range was only about ten meters. If Fu Jianzhou retreated a few more steps, his figure would truly be swallowed by the sand.
Of course, Du Yu had the Eye of Burning Sun, so he could see everything clearly.
He frowned, "What happened?"
