Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

In just a few seconds, Song Yifei was lifted into the air.

She was terrified, struggling and flailing her limbs, screaming in agony.

Immediately afterwards, a young girl fell, her tragic fate mirroring that of Wu Xu.

<Ding! 2 points deducted from Song Yifei!>

Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni, who were following behind, gasped and cautiously backed away.

Then, the two of them were thrown into the air at the same time.

<Ding! 2 points deducted from Hao Jiancheng Baoni!>

Seeing that she was being targeted, Cheng Ai curled her lips slightly and easily dodged the claw just as it was about to touch her.

The opponent continued their relentless attack, but she dodged and weaved nimbly across the sand.

Unable to catch anyone in time, the sand sculpture roared angrily and began to charge around haphazardly.

In an instant, sand and dust filled the sky, obscuring the sun and making it impossible to see anything.

Cheng Ai could withstand the sand sculpture's attacks, but the others couldn't.

Within half an hour, Zhong Zheyi was thrown out three times and stuck in the sand twice, losing 10 points; Song Yifei fell six times, losing 12 points; Wu Xu was pecked seven times, losing 14 points; Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni were played with like balls by the sand sculpture eight times, each losing 16 points.

After a new round of attacks, Cheng Ai finally couldn't hold on and stumbled, almost falling.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the sand eagle leaped over and hurled her into the air, then slammed her down with its claws.

<Ding! 2 points deducted from Cheng Ai!>

She landed and rolled on the ground more than a dozen times before finally coming to a stop.

Cheng Ai scrambled to her feet, still catching her breath, when the sand sculpted another sand sculpture.

Damn! Even if its stamina is being controlled, shouldn't it be limited? Why is it acting like it's on steroids?

She gritted her teeth and threw a punch.

His fist slammed into the sand sculpture's wing, but it didn't budge it at all. Instead, the impact made his wrist ache and go numb.

Cheng Ai shook her hand, slightly shocked.

She was born with great strength. An ordinary person would cry for their parents if they were hit, or be bedridden if they were hit. But now she can't even hurt a bird. It's really strange.

The sand sculpture didn't give Cheng Ai any time to think. Suddenly, its claws grabbed her ankle and flung her up, sending her flying like a broken kite towards Song Yifei, who had just been helped up by Zhong Zheyi.

The three of them fell into a heap, each losing 2 points.

Cheng Ai spat out the sand in her mouth and suddenly said, "Keep running away, it's not a solution. We need to take the initiative!"

Seeing the sand sculpture fly towards Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni, Zhong Zheyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and asked, "What do you plan to do?"

Cheng Ai squinted her eyes and slowly explained her general thoughts.

Song Yifei listened with trepidation, shaking her head repeatedly, "No! It's too dangerous! If we're not careful, we'll all be finished!"

After what happened in the past two days, she is now very clear about the program team's intentions.

To achieve the best variety show effect, they will stop at nothing, even risking the lives of the guests. It's simply outrageous!

Once she leaves the castle, she'll definitely make her agent terminate the contract with the "Dare to Come" production team. Let whoever wants to film the variety show film it, she's not doing it anymore.

Cheng Ai frowned, her tone icy cold, "Do you want to stay here forever?"

"No!" Song Yifei immediately retorted, but the next moment she lowered her eyes and asked weakly in a low voice, "Is there any other way? I'm really scared!"

Cheng Ai didn't answer, but the displeasure in her eyes was obvious.

Zhong Zheyi was very good at reading people's expressions and immediately jumped out to express his opinion, "Let's listen to Sister Xiao Ai."

The minority must obey the majority; even if Song Yifei was unwilling, she could only obediently shut up.

During the chat, Cheng Baoni and Hao Jian each lost 6 points, while Wu Xu fared slightly better, losing only 2 points.

After having their fun, the sand sculptures returned to the sky and leisurely circled, seemingly enjoying the feeling of chasing their prey.

Cheng Ai closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them, her pupils were filled with a resolute look.

She knelt down, raised her buttocks, and frantically dug at the sand with both hands, at an astonishing speed.

Song Yifei copied the model skillfully, and her speed was by no means slow.

Zhong Zheyi then ran to Hao Jian and relayed Cheng Ai's instructions.

All six guests bent over and dug holes, creating a comical yet spectacular scene.

The sand was too fluid, making it very difficult for everyone to dig. Every time they managed to make a shallow hole, it would be submerged.

The sand eagles flapped their wings and cawed, as if mocking their clumsiness and stupidity.

After countless failures, Cheng Baoni straightened up, pointed at the photographer not far away, and angrily shouted, "Stop taking pictures! Come and help me right now!"

Unfortunately, the three people seemed not to hear and remained standing still.

Cheng Baoni stomped her feet in anger and turned to her boyfriend to act coquettishly, only to find that there was no one beside her.

She searched frantically, and only felt a little relieved when a head popped up on the sand. "Darling... you're not allowed to disappear without a reason anymore, okay... I'll worry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Jian tried to pull his arm out and cover Cheng Baoni's mouth. Then he handed her the straw that he had casually put in his pocket after drinking his beverage yesterday at noon. "Keep your voice down and find an inconspicuous place to bury yourself. Cheng Ai wants to find a jerk to attract the idiot's attention, but we're going to do the opposite of what she wants!"

Cheng Baoni's eyes lit up, and she excitedly ran to the other side to dig a hole and hide.

The moment the sand completely covered her, she quickly closed her eyes, put the straw in her mouth, and breathed deeply.

Gradually, my body started to feel uncomfortable from the pressure, and my lungs started to ache from the dry, hot air outside.

But as soon as she thought about Cheng Ai's impending embarrassment, she felt that nothing else mattered.

The sand sculpture, having run out of patience, let out a piercing shriek and then swooped down to launch an attack.

Its primary target was Cheng Ai, whose clothes were brightly colored, but unfortunately, this time it not only missed its target but also stuck its head two or three inches into the sand.

"pull!"

At Cheng Ai's command, Zhong Zheyi, Song Yifei, and Wu Xu immediately picked up the rope and tightened it.

The sand sculpture's neck was strangled, and it struggled by flapping its wings while howling in pain. Huge waves of sand swept up, turning the once calm desert into a series of ripples.

Cheng Ai had two reasons for asking everyone to dig the hole: firstly, to trap whoever the sand sculpture attacked.

Secondly, even if someone reacts slowly and is caught and thrown down, the sand piled up around the pit can act as a buffer, thus buying more time for rescue.

The swirling yellow sand blinded everyone. Cheng Ai clasped her hands together, her four fingers joined, and uttered two incantations. A blue jade hairpin appeared out of thin air.

She instinctively threw it towards the eye of the storm. A streak of blue light flashed, and the sand sculpture screamed twice before crashing to the ground.

It fiercely pulled out its head and flew upwards with all its might.

Just as Song Yifei was about to loosen the rope, she was startled and hurriedly tightened it again.

The sand sculptor's entire body was covered in thick feathers, and Cheng Ai guessed that its eyes were its weak point.

However, the jade hairpin missed its mark and only pierced the claw.