"Well, how long have I been dizzy?"

"A little more than ten hours ......"

In a daze, Zhuge Hanyu, who felt a wisp of blood smelling in his nose, opened his eyes with great difficulty, and found himself lying on the velvet blanket in the small single tent, the alloy skeleton on the top of the tent was lit up with the standard energy storage light yellow color lighting, the light was very soft Zhuge Hanyu did not feel dazzling, on the light red color mountaineering suit, Yang Yifanmei, who was full of black and brown dry bloodstains, sat cross-legged next to her, holding a can of physical replenishment liquid alloy jar issued by the abnormal investigation committee in her hand, showing a shallow smile to herself.

Zhuge Hanyu blurted out and spoke, and Yang Yifan's sister immediately said that it had been a long time.

"Sima Yuru was too ruthless, and she knocked the old lady unconscious without saying hello in advance......"

Zhuge Hanyu tried to prop his arms on the velvet blanket, and after feeling okay, he knew that he had nothing to do, so he relaxed a little, sat up with his arms on the velvet blanket, and took the ordinary physical supplement liquid that only he drank alone in the team from Yang Yifan's sister paper (Zhuge Hanyu is not a person with abnormal abilities, and it is useless to drink the kind of physical supplement solution for people with abnormal abilities), unscrewed the lid of the can, bited the straw and drank the small half of the can, and said in a humorous tone with self-deprecation.

"Sister Yuru's hard bar carnivorous flea evolution body snow beast was seriously injured and fainted, and now the little brother is still trying to make her sober up, otherwise it will be difficult for the joint team to carry out the next step...... Plus, we've found Sir Asiburn alive, not to mention how much of a bastard he is, and it's a complicated situation that almost ruined our big deal. ”

Yang Yifan said with a somewhat gloomy expression, and briefly described what Zhuge Hanyu had experienced during the time he had fainted.

"Wait, Song Xiaoshuang doesn't want to die? I'm not surprised that Sima Yuru couldn't last long after drinking the special genetic preparation developed by the institution, why didn't Uncle Kong Kang Ding and Master Mu Jiang Cuo stop Song Xiaoshuang from doing this? It's not that the dark attribute corrosive energy in Song Xiaoshuang's body has a tendency to spread more and more, and the most important thing is to meditate and reduce the damage to the body. ”

Hearing Yang Yifan say this, Zhuge Hanyu was a little uneasy, and shouted with a look of annoyance.

"It's not impossible, only Brother Xiao Shuang in the joint team can quickly heal the injured with his own strength, Brother Xiao Shuang asked Master Mu Jiangcuo to seal his body with a silver needle, regardless of the local deterioration of tissue and organ injuries for the time being, Sister Hanyu, the first thing Brother Xiao Shuang treats is that you want you to wake up, and we will refer to the content of a diary together, the diary was originally from the sir, and now it is under our control!"

Yang Yifan had guessed in advance that Zhuge Hanyu would be a little emotional, and whispered in a soft tone, the subtext in the words was actually undoubtedly revealed, what Song Xiaoshuang was going to do, she had no ability to stop it.

"Damn British, it's been more than a hundred years and it's been a big thing that has spoiled us, where are we?"

Zhuge Yiyi instantly lost the mood to continue drinking physical supplements, closed the lid of the can, tied the jar with a buckle to the waist of the light purple mountaineering suit and fixed it, stood up and lowered his head to avoid hitting the top of the tent (the height of the single tent is quite low), and muttered a few words with an angry face. At the end of the sentence, I didn't forget to ask for the specific location of the joint team.

Zhuge Hanyu had already noticed that the part of the tent that was not blocked by the velvet blanket was the black-brown rocky ground, and she understood that her group had gone deep under the glacier ice, as for the specific depth, Zhuge Hanyu could not be blindly determined, she wanted Yang Yifan to say something.

"The ice here is a little thinner, and after cross-measuring instruments, we have come up with an estimate of the data, we are in a rock-dome cave about three hundred and fifty meters below the ice, there is a multi-dimensional space teleporter here, those British guys came out of the concussive energy light curtain of the teleporter, we can basically determine that the teleporter needs time synchronization to teleport, and now this instrument is turned off."

Yang Yifan spoke at a fast pace, briefly describing the position of the joint operation team.

"One-way teleporter? It doesn't seem to be Stargate...... Hey, why is the belt so baggy? ”

Zhuge Hanyu lifted the tarpaulin door of the tent, and when he was about to leave the tent, he whispered to himself, and suddenly felt that there was a not very heavy physical replenishment tank hanging, so the braided belt around his waist tended to slide, Zhuge Hanyu quickly gathered the belt tied around his waist.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Hanyu seemed to remember something, and a faint flush suddenly appeared on his face, and then he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yang next to him said that Song Xiaoshuang treated her injuries first, and it was normal to loosen the belt around her waist, but Zhuge Hanyu felt very uncomfortable, and was "fiddled" by Song Xiaoshuang at will in a coma (consuming energy and mental strength to heal her injuries), who knows how Song Xiaoshuang got it, and what part of her body she touched?

After a while, the flush on Zhuge Hanyu's face quickly disappeared, and reason quickly filled her brain, knowing that she had committed the common mistake that every woman might make thinking too much, for Song Xiaoshuang's strange thing, his body fat is not in his eyes at all, and Song Xiaoshuang, who studies human scientific research data, has long been surprised by these, if Song Xiaoshuang can't control it like this, it will be over a long time ago.

Unexpectedly, the changes in the expression on Zhuge Hanyu's face were all seen by Yang Yifan's sister paper, this cunning black-bellied sister paper did not miss the opportunity to make fun, and leaned into the ear of Zhuge Hanyu, who was pinching the corner of the tarpaulin of the tent door, and whispered: "Boss, little brother Shuang left the tent and said that there seems to be a little more fat on your belly, we don't know how he treated you." ”

"Made, the wonderful Song Xiaoshuang, I'm not done with him, don't stop me!"

Zhuge Hanyu was suddenly ignited with anger, and scolded Song Xiaoshuang in a low voice to lift the tarpaulin, only to find that his arm was grabbed by Yang Yifan.

Zhuge Hanyu turned his head and looked at Yang Yifan, who looked like a thief with a smiling face, and suddenly realized that he had been fooled by her, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for whether he had a tendency to menopausal syndrome recently, and Temo was a hidden volcano......

Zhuge Hanyu showed a slightly embarrassed look on his face, his big and dark eyes stared at Yang Yifan's huge upper curve, stretched out his finger and patted Yang Yifan's shoulder, and said decisively: "Let's go, I'll go and meet that Irish sir for a while." ”

……

"Let's go, follow."

"Where is this, how do I feel very wrong, I feel a little hairy......"

"Who made you sleep just now! We are in the passage to the possible lair of the snow beast, this is the decision made by the plump Chinese girl, saying that if we don't follow, we will take care of ourselves, I think, if we don't follow them, we don't want to go out, I want to eat Indian curry chicken pilaf, I don't want to be the food of the snow beast. ”

"Don't say it, everyone is far away, follow quickly."

Two light yellow flashlight curtains constantly shook in the crystal clear passage of several meters wide and alpine ice, and a group of several people walked out from behind the corner of the passage and walked forward along the passage, the voice was low, and the voices of English, Tibetan, and Hindi conversation and discussion came and went, and there was not much scruple in the words.

Perhaps he really felt that there was no point in talking like this, a thin middle-aged white man wearing a gray cowboy hat and a cow offal suit, after speaking a few words of English at a very fast pace, he walked straight into the depths of the passage, and several white Europeans in Tibetan robes or old-fashioned denim clothes around him, as well as a Tibetan man, all accelerated their pace to follow.

Naturally, these people were led by Sir Arsiborne, who had secretly crossed the Himalayas from India into China at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the so-called British expedition to the origin of mankind in the hinterland of Asia had experienced all kinds of dangers, and this expedition that had lost most of its members, because it had twice hid in a dormant capsule to avoid disasters and spanned more than a hundred years, and now had to keep up with the pace of the joint team and try to escape from the glacier area of the ice field.

They are holding a flashlight for lighting, which is naturally a card-type energy storage flashlight that is standard in the agency of the Heterogeneous Commission, which is simple and easy to use, and can be learned as soon as you learn it.

Because the Jazz team set out more than 100 years ago, there were no modern hiking boots and tough alloy crampons at all, basically Tibetan riding boots and cowboy boots, and the soles of the boots were at most nailed with some coarse cloth strips, hemp rope or something, to increase the friction through the snow and ice, and the walking speed gradually could not keep up with the joint team armed with modern equipment, and it was to be expected that it was far behind.

Sir felt that this would not work at all, the ice passage was ridiculously outrageous, it was an oversized labyrinth, although the people walking in front were very careful, and used a dagger to carve an arrow mark on the hard ice wall, but there were exactly the same ice walls and passages everywhere, and it was very likely that they would go wrong, and once they went wrong, they might not be able to return to the original passage.

Not only that, maybe he will encounter the snow beast on the ice field, without the support of the joint team led by the team of the anomaly committee, the rhythm of the group annihilation in minutes, Jazz doesn't want to do this, he also wants to return to Ireland, but he is unwilling to die in the mouth of the snow beast.

Just as the Jazz and the others quickened their pace, following the arrow markers left on the ice wall, a sound of "Si Xi Suo" suddenly sounded from the dark passage behind them.

The cold sweat on the back of the Jazz and his party, who were already highly nervous, came out, and no one dared to stop, and everyone's faces didn't even dare to shine back with the flashlight in their hands to observe what was behind them.

Because you don't need to look at it to know that it is the Ice Beast, there are all kinds of Snow Beasts in the Ice Tunnel of the Ice Field, no matter what kind of Jazz and others you encounter, you can't deal with it, Jazz's expedition team can escape the bite of the Snow Beast many times, and the role that he can play as a leader is very prominent.

"Made, run, don't look back."

At the highest speed that can be achieved on foot, Sir Asiburn, who was speeding on the smooth ice of the ice passage, suddenly found that on the ice walls on both sides illuminated by the flashlight, a blurred figure was reflected in a rapid pounce, and Jazz did not hesitate to whisper English at the same time, spread his legs and ran up in the ice passage, his stumbling body was not stable at all, not to mention how embarrassed it was, but where could Jazz care about this, because if he didn't run, he couldn't run away.

Several members of the white expedition team and the Tibetan Han guide, who followed behind Sir and couldn't wait to grow two more legs, ran forward along the passage with two steps and one slipper, but it was too late!

A low strong wind sounded from the passage above the heads of the running team members, and Sir Asiburn, who was running in front, looked nervous, and suddenly stopped running, and the Tibetan riding boots on the soles of his feet slid more than three meters on the ice of the passage before he stopped standing on the ice, and the soles of his boots rubbed against the ice and made a harsh noise.

A few meters away, a white snow beast the size of a calf, shaped like an enlarged version of the Himalayan snow leopard, had turned its head, and a pair of fist-sized eyes flashing blue light on the beast's head glared at Sir Asiburn, with a mouth full of sharp teeth, hunched back and wagging a long whip-like tail in a gesture to pounce.

The team members behind them were caught off guard and dodged in a hurry, and after one person fell, the rest of the people all tripped and fell on the ice one after another, and their bodies slid forward sideways in the passage, and one of the team members even fell on the corner of the passage with the card-type energy storage flashlight in his hand.

Seeing that something was wrong, Sir Asiburn hurriedly kicked twice, one on a player who was about to slide past him, and the player's body slipped sideways and slammed into one side of the ice, knocking out the nosebleeds, and lying in the corner of the ice wall with a low cry of pain.

Just as Sir Asiburn ignored his tail and successfully prevented the team from sliding directly to the snow beast, the snow-white snow beast had already pounced.

Knowing what was going to happen, Jazz hastily threw away the large-caliber revolver with the barrel inserted directly into the cowhide waist at his waist (the bullets had run out, and Jazz still carried the revolver out of habit), and then pounced out on one side and rolled forward a few times to unload gravity, intending to distract the snow beast.

Unexpectedly, the snow beast didn't hunt Jazz as a prey at all, and didn't care about Jazz's actions at all, after flying a distance of a few meters, his forelimbs took advantage of the momentum, and he pounced on a team member who tried to stand up to dodge, and bit straight into the neck of the team member under him with a big mouth, and the team member was already directly frightened, and he didn't know how to shout, and it was the rhythm of instant death!

"Bang!"

The white snow leopard-like snow beast the size of a calf flew out uncontrollably and hit the ice wall as if it had been hit by a sudden and bitter wind.

The snow beast shook its head and got up, and was about to try to bite an expedition member again, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in the neck unbearable, a stream of scarlet blood rushed out from the neck, the blood splashed several meters away, sprayed the face of an expedition member, and the snow beast fell weakly in the passage and convulsed a few times.

"Don't go quickly, I won't have such good luck next time!"

A Lan, a bloodstained girl elder, stood next to the corpse of the fallen snow beast, glanced at Yang Yifan's sister paper next to her, who was inserting a single-edged dagger into the scabbard at her waist, turned her head to look at the jazz and her party with a stunned look, and spoke in English in a strong tone.

(To be continued.) )