Chapter 437: Love and Hate Go to the Bone, Medicine and Stone Are Hard to Cure (1)

Yan Shiliang on the side looked at Ji Baimo, he suddenly felt that he was very useless, and even thought in his heart, as an elder brother, would he go to find Yan Bai like Ji Baimo regardless of his safety?

In the face of such a snowy weather, knowing that there is danger, it is very likely that you will not be able to find someone to put yourself in.

Soon, the answer in his heart clearly told him that he was unwilling, because he was afraid of death.

Ji Baimo directly pulled out a piece of parchment and put it in front of the old Tibetan, and then a pen was stuffed into the old Tibetan's hand, and with an unquestionable tone, he spoke.

"You draw me all the terrain you know. ”

When Ji Baimo smiled, people felt that he was very gentle and affectionate, but when he didn't smile, those peach blossom eyes were like sharp swords, and he was three points colder than Mu Fan, because his heart was cold.

The Tibetan listened to Ji Baimo's words, nodded hurriedly, did not dare to delay any longer, picked up a pen and paper in his hand, and wrote on it the topographic map he knew in the snow-capped mountains, but in his opinion, in this situation, I am afraid that the map is also difficult to use.

The person who went up the snowy mountain is probably also easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and he can't get out at all, if he doesn't come back in time, he will probably die on the mountain, and the man in front of him is too, go up at this time......

"Sir, you better wait and go up again tomorrow. He persuaded Ji Baimo.

Ji Baimo just glanced at the simple map drawn by the local residents, put it in his pocket, and prepared to go out with his things.

Outside, there was a heavy snowfall that is rare in summer, and it was even darker outside, and there was no way to see the road from a distance, and I didn't know what the situation was.

Ji Baimo's thin lips pursed into a thin line, he lowered his eyes, his raven-colored eyelashes fluttered slightly, his face was paranoid, and almost crazy paranoia, he was originally a calm and rational person who was terrifying, but in a rational person, he would also encounter some people or things that made him irrational.

Because he has long loved and hated to the bones, it is difficult to heal the medicine.

Ji Baimo's boots stepped on the snow, and he walked step by step into the depths of the snowy mountain.

Today's weather looks like that night six years ago.

The night that became his nightmare.

He didn't want to lose again, lose again.

Mu Fan looked at Ji Baimo's departing figure, fell into deep thought, and at the same time was not ambiguous, sending search and rescue team members to the snow mountain, but I am afraid that when the search and rescue personnel arrive, it will already be dawn, and the person who kidnapped Yan Bai obviously has murderous intentions towards Yan Bai, if he waits until dawn, I am afraid that he will ......

……

At the same time.

In the depths of the snowy mountain, a man in black carried a little girl on his shoulder, his movements were rough, he walked with difficulty in the snow, as if he was lost in his way, and he was leisurely in all directions, but he never understood the essentials.

The little girl woke up as if she was uncomfortable, she opened her eyes, her eyes rolled, and she looked at the situation around her with a little dazed.

"The host is big, huh, you're finally awake, our live broadcast room accidentally overturned, you see, now we're lost in the snowy mountains, if you go on like this, the host is big, you'll be finished!"

This little girl is Yan Bai, 114 saw that her host had woken up greatly, and immediately stepped forward, crying and chirping.

Yan Bai also instantly recalled what happened before......

The audience in the live broadcast room has also been hanging a heart in their chests during the period, and finally let go.

Yan Bai twisted his body slightly and spoke to the man in black.