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The person who had been frozen unconscious had woken up at this time.

Yuan Qinqin's breathing was short, and something strange seemed to be stuck in her chest, and she couldn't cough it out if she wanted to, and she couldn't swallow it if she wanted to.

Not long after this state, she coughed violently.

A rustling sound came from not far away, accompanied by a small but calm voice: "Who ......." Anyone? ”

Yuan Qinqin tried hard to distinguish this voice, a man's.

She had always felt unrecognizable of men's voices, but this voice was very familiar and could be heard a lot lately.

If the ears could get pregnant, she would not be a virgin long ago.

Ahem, now is not the time to think about that.

"Your Highness Shi Lan ......, isn't it you?"

Yuan Qinqin thought that she had roared loudly, but this sound was not much better than a cat's barking in other people's ears.

The people over there seemed to be a better life than her, and they moved over here little by little.

I don't know how long time has passed, and Shi Lanhe finally moved to Yuan Qinqin's side.

In fact, this ice crack is quite big for ordinary people, but Yuan Qinqin .......

In short, only she can get stuck and can't move.

Shi Lanhe's fate is better than Yuan Qinqin's, since he was a child, he has been physically trained and judged the crisis.

As well as the measures taken to protect himself in the event of danger, each of which prevented him from being too hurt in such a situation.

So he was also knocked down by the snow and rolled into a glacial crevasse, and there was nothing more on his body except for a few abrasions and minor bumps.

After sliding into the chasm, his first instinct was to block the snow from falling, leaving himself more room to breathe.

This practice allowed him to gain more freedom in this small space, and when he came to Yuan Qinqin, Radish Qin looked at him enviously.

Shi Lanhe held his fire fold and looked at the person in front of him who was stuck in the middle of the two ice layers as a sandwich.

"Miss Yuan, how are you feeling now?"

Yuan Qinqin broke his head and bled out, and two tubes of nosebleeds hung upside down on his face, making a self-recognizable smile at him.

She said, "Probably, some bones are broken." ”

Yuan Qinqin sighed in her heart, this plot shouldn't be like this, this really shouldn't be.

If the person who was hanging upside down at this time was Shi Lanhe, and the person who saved him was himself, how good would it be.

But what the hell is this now, even if he saves him, the best reward for himself who is not a beauty is, of course, "it's good not to marry".

Shi Lanhe was preoccupied, and his instincts showed that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

And what is worth being annoyed is that he can clearly feel that when the snow roar happened, there was obviously an observer's enchantment behind him, but he didn't come to the rescue in time.

This shows that this incident was premeditated, and that the people in the Gate of Heaven wanted to keep him alive.

Shi Lanhe didn't think that he had entered a misunderstanding, but he solved the truth.

He looked Yuan Qinqin up and down again, and she said that the bones in her body were broken, so it became more complicated to save her, and people with broken bones were the most taboo to move before seeking medical treatment.

So let her get stuck until someone comes to her rescue. The Shilan River is covered with fire folds, so that they can breathe longer.

The two of them were alone in a strange posture, surrounded by cold air and silence.

Shi Lanhe felt uncomfortable for a while, so he had to light up the fire fold in his hand again, and the fire was ignited, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of bloody crystal eyes looking at him.

He saw this look of helplessness in his heart, why was it even like this at this time?

This look made Shi Lanhe numb, making him feel that it was a great sin to watch her just stuck there and wait for death, and he had to do something.

So he asked, "Miss Yuan, are you cold?" ”

Yuan Qinqin had a nosebleed and nodded with difficulty.

Shi Lanhe thought for a long time, stepped forward, and carefully held her bruised hand hanging outside.

The skin is delicate under the hand, and it feels like a fattened silkworm, which is easy to touch.

But this "silkworm" must be dying, and the feeling of coldness penetrates the bone marrow.

He subconsciously sighed at this thing, and rubbed it carefully.

Yuan Qinqin's hand has long been frozen and unconscious, if there is a feeling, it is pain, and all kinds of adjectives for pain can be fluttered out without suspense.

But the man's palms were as warm as spring, and the power from his short and fat fingers penetrated through his chest and abdomen.

Holding this slowly warming finger, under the silent glacier snow, Shilan River inexplicably felt a little relieved.

"Your Highness Shi Lan, you are really good." Yuan Qinqin's weak voice echoed in the cold cracks.

"You're fine too." His rare answer.

"Don't you ...... Lose sleep over something. Someone will come to our rescue. Yuan Qinqin felt his nervousness and comforted.

Will anyone really come to the rescue? Shi Lanhe showed a reassuring smile to Yuan Qinqin, but he had doubts about it in his heart.

*******

"Why don't you find a few more people to dig in? How long will this be? "The boy is in puberty, and the male duck who changes his voice can't hide his anxiety.

"Xuanqiu, don't quarrel with them, come and help." Fu Bao stopped what he was doing and beckoned to the young man over there.

Only two or three low-level fighters were sent to them, and they couldn't count on anything else except to help dig the earth.

The people over there who were searching for the Shilan River were full, eager to turn over the entire Yunfu Peak.

Now the missing people have all been found, one has died, and two are seriously injured and unconscious. The last two were Yuan Qinqin and Shi Lanhe of their team.

But everyone obviously didn't care about the life or death of the Hua clan patriarch.

"At least, at least let the clansmen who let the Hua clan out come in and help us!" Hua Niu stood next to Xuanqiu and followed the helper.

The deacon disciples over there waved their hands again and again, saying that they couldn't be the masters.

"So who can call the shots? This is the patriarch of our Hua clan! If she has any strengths and weaknesses, we will ......! ”

Fu Bao looked up at Hua Niu, who was shouting to the deacon disciples, but had no confidence for a moment.

How about we?

What can we do?

Fu Bao lowered his head and continued to dig hard into the snow layer under his feet.

The deacon disciple who was caught by the Hua clan also pouted disapprovingly: Continue to talk ruthlessly, why don't you continue to say it?

The young man with the voice of the male duck suddenly continued coldly: "I swear as the last descendant of the Shao Clan's machine technique, if the patriarch of the Hua Clan falls in the Heavenly Gate today. ”

"As long as I don't die, the Shaw Clan's Trick will become an existence that destroys the Heavenly Gate in the future!"

The deacon's disciple frowned: "Shaw ......, what Shaw Technique." He was about to say that he hadn't heard it, but he unearthed a message in the depths of his mind.

The Shaw Clan Technique was the domineering technique of the Shaw Clan in the ancient Shang capital, and with the fall of the Shang Capital, the Shaw Clan Technique disappeared from this continent.

The deacon disciple stared at Xuanqiu's eyes that refused to admit defeat, and sneered: "Heh, boy, you dare to take out the name of the Shaw Clan's Mechanism Technique from which book do you dare to bluff people casually." ”

"I don't know, I'm really scared by you."

After speaking, he ignored these people, and turned his head and left.

Looking at their harvest, you can see that this group of Hua clan people will definitely not be able to enter the Heavenly Gate this year.

Looking up and looking down in the future, I don't see each other, even if I am offended now, what if I am offended, can the yellow-mouthed child really turn over the waves?

(To be continued.) )