Only by pursuing love can you become stable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only by having love can you become wise.

Now, in the face of crises and unknowns, Peng Tan is strong in combat, for his own love, he has long put life and death out of the way, for Wen Xin, for her blood and hatred, he must go all out and go to the soup. He walked to the window, opened it, lit the cigarette, and in the smoke, it drifted into the air and disappeared into the darkness. As the green smoke drifted, Peng Tan's mood also spread to the outside, becoming bigger and bigger.

Snow, it seems, is the same. Late at night, under the constant struggle of the sky, the snowflakes became uncontrollable like wild horses. The rescue team also weighed and gave up the immediate rescue, but waited on standby and waited until dawn to act again.

The crisis is getting bigger and bigger.

The dead trees around her are like a labyrinth of partitions, blocking Xin Lu's direction judgment, and she can only slowly go up along the slope according to the direction of the terrain. At the top of the mountain, where the cableway cable car is the fulcrum hope that supports Xin Lu, in the face of all the bursts of strength and perseverance, Xin Lu walked alone, but stubbornly persevered, slowly, they were only a few miles away from the top of the mountain. However, on the way to the end, Xin Lu's whole body strength collapsed, making her collapse to the ground, unable to get up. On the snow, Xin Lu took a quick and long breath, turned around, and looked at Ji Momo who was sleeping beside her, and the anxious worry made her cry. Silent crying, silent moaning, Ji Momo in front of him, so simple and kind, but on the way, he fell into a dying situation, and he had to make Xin Lu feel that his vexatious troubles had harmed Ji Momo. Even, when she was sad, she thought of the handsome figure again, the bad boy named Xiao Ran, the hateful bastard, which made her doubt love, and she was in the curse of anger, but let him leave her forever.

Quietly the sound of the wind blew in his ears, Xiao Ran's former smile coincidentally merged with Ji Momo's melancholy eyes again, thinking of Xiao Ran's death, and stung Xin Lu again. She was asking in her heart, if she killed Xiao Ran, would she still kill Ji Momo? No, no, what is the point of living by herself. A strong unyielding energy made her stand up again, although she was swaying, she still carried Ji Momo on her back, carried her backpack, and walked to the top of the mountain. After walking for nearly a kilometer, Xin Lu really couldn't hold on, her feet slipped, swayed from side to side, lost her balance, and the two fell to the ground, along the steep slope, and rolled down. At the last moment, Xin Lu carried a backpack and hugged Ji Momo, bumping constantly, rolling down the mountain. In the stumbling, Xin Lu bit her lip, a hot blood instantly stimulated, let her recover her spirit, and then, all the power before the oil ran out of light was transferred to the arm, slowing down by the bumps of the tumbling, she grabbed the small tree on the ground, but got out of her hand in inertia, and slid down again, until the grasp wore out the palm and slid for a distance, before stopping. Enduring the pain, stimulated by the severe pain, Xin Lu stood up and looked around in place, but above the left side, she accidentally found a wooden house that was like nothing. Although the house was small and thin in the dark, it made Xin Lu feel that it might be a good place to take refuge. With hope, Xin Lu carried Ji Momo on her back again, carrying her backpack, and walked towards the wooden house. When I walked in, sure enough, it was really a house made of wood. (To be continued.) )