Those who have experienced it will know.

Carrying a person, and then walking against the wind in the wind and snow, the physical exertion is simply five or six times that of normal walking.

It's quite strenuous.

At this time, it was already a violent snowstorm outside,

The snowflakes in the wind are like steel knives scraping bones, and the cold air in the air is like a short blade.

Xia Xin even had the feeling that it was not snow, but a knife.

Because of the overnight fall, layers of snow have accumulated on the ground, which also increases the resistance of Xia Xin's march.

He just carried Yin Xiangqin on his back and walked along the river step by step.

Because he always felt that if he walked along the river, he might find a way out.

Xia Xin felt that he should be walking in the opposite direction to the Pure Land of the World, not that he didn't want to go in that direction, but that the direction of the Pure Land outside the World was blocked, and he could only go along this side.

Feeling that Yin Xiangqin behind her was gradually falling, Xia Xin hurriedly held her ass and helped her, so that she could better lean on her back.

It's just that this time Yin Xiangqin didn't scold, and she didn't react at all.

Because she's unconscious anymore.

Yin Xiangqin woke up at noon for more than ten minutes, and then fainted again.

Xia Xin felt that Yin Xiangqin's body was getting worse and worse.

Even if he put the robe on his body and wrapped him tightly, it couldn't resist Yin Xiangqin's body gradually becoming as cold as ice.

Originally, with a person on his back, at least his back would be hot, and it would be slightly warmer, but Xia Xin now felt that his back was colder than the front facing the wind and snow.

I didn't carry an ice sculpture.

Xia Xin laughed at himself in his heart, and walked forward step by step with firm steps.

This scene is very familiar to him, very familiar.

When he was a child, he carried his half-dead sister on his back and went all the way back in the direction of home.

No matter how difficult the future is, whether there is a future or not, whether he can get home or not, and even, whether his sister is still alive or not, Xia Xin has never given up.

He has an obsession that as long as he decides to do something, he must do it.

Never give up!

It's just that when I was a child, the conditions were not as bad as they are now......

In fact, when Xia Xin was advancing in the snow, on the top of the mountain, there were also people who were looking down to find Yin Xiangqin's traces.

Yin Zhenhua's order was "to see people alive, and to see corpses when dead." ”

A large number of disciples began to walk down the mountain, looking for Yin Xiangqin's trace.

Because no one has been here at all, and no one knows the way.

Therefore, it is like developing wasteland, one by one wearing big cotton jackets, constantly probing down.

The leader is the star.

Only Xingming, wearing a thin dress, has been taking the lead in the front, as if he didn't know that the weather at this time was a violent snowstorm, and he was constantly looking for a way down.

Even if someone asked him to add some clothes, he would ignore it because it would affect his speed.

However, even in padded jackets, these people gradually couldn't walk.

One by one, they are staggering, and they almost have to support each other.

Finally, someone took the lead in coming to the front coach, next to Xingming, and whispered, "Lord Xingming, this snow is too big, everyone is tired and hungry, we have all been walking for a day, or let's rest, you see that the brothers are not good." ”

Xing Ming turned his head to look at the dozens of bitter gourd-faced disciples behind him, they were all struggling to walk, and suddenly shouted, "Cheer me up, we don't have time to rest, Miss Yin is waiting for us to rescue." ”

Then the group looked at each other, and no one dared to answer.

Someone whispered, "If you fall off such a high cliff, I'm afraid you'll die early." ”

These words accurately conveyed the meaning of everyone present.

In fact, no one thinks that Yin Xiangqin is still alive.

What everybody means.

"Rest, wait for the weather to get better, and then go down to pick up the corpse."

Although the words were light, they clearly reached the ears of Xingming.

I saw the figure of Xing Ying flash, and suddenly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the speaker, and in the eyes of everyone in horror, Xing Ming pinched the person's throat with one hand and lifted the person up.

Xing Ying asked in a cold voice, "Who did you say died?" ”

The man was suddenly shocked and hurriedly waved his hand, "I didn't say anyone, I didn't say anyone." ”

Xingming's liking for Yin Xiangqin is actually a well-known secret in the Pure Land outside the world.

At the same time, this is also the most murderous and cold-blooded person in the Pure Land outside the world.

The man realized that he had inadvertently kicked the iron plate.

"I say myself, I say myself."

Xing Ming immediately sneered, "Then what you said is very right, you are indeed going to die." ”

Listening to the "click", Xing Ming directly pinched the man's throat.

Then he threw the body aside, and said calmly, "Okay, I've fulfilled him, let's continue on our way." ”

“……”

Suddenly, no one dared to speak anymore.

Everyone silently followed the stars......

……

……

Xia Xin didn't know how far he had gone in this blizzard weather.

All he knew was that it was completely dark.

But the wind and snow have not diminished.

And, as the sky darkens, there is a tendency to intensify.

The snow on the ground is also getting thicker and thicker, which makes it difficult for Xia Xin.

No matter how good his eyesight is, he can't see the end at a glance, only the white ice and snow in front of him, and he can't see the way out at all.

It is persistence and faith that support him to keep moving forward

No matter how heavy this step is, he can't go backwards, he must move forward.

Regardless of Yin Xiangqin, Xia Xin now feels like he is back when he was a child.

He seems to have returned to that stupid and powerless childhood, carrying the night on his back step by step to the road to the future.

If he gave up here, if he discarded Yin Xiangqin here, if he could easily admit defeat, he always felt that he would never find Ye Ye Ye again.

It makes him feel as if the night is something that can be easily discarded.

This is absolutely impossible.

Therefore, Xia Xin is still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Until a gust of wind blew, Xia Xin, who was blowing, couldn't even move forward, so he even took Yin Xiangqin to a backward flip.

Both of them fell backwards and fell into the snow at the same time.

Xia Xin hurriedly turned over to the side, so as not to press Yin Xiangqin.

He never imagined that he would one day be blown down by the wind.

He tried to stand up, only to find that his hands and feet were shaking, his breathing was heavy, and the strength in his body was like a dry river, and he couldn't squeeze it out.

He gasped for breath, glanced at Yin Xiangqin next to him, and found that Yin Xiangqin still showed no signs of waking up at all.

Xia Xin didn't even know if Yin Xiangqin was still alive, he only knew that the other party's body was terrifying.

But Xia Xin didn't mean to explore the breath.

He got up with such difficulty, and then worked hard to pull up Yin Xiangqin, put her on his back again, and walked forward with difficulty.

As far as the eye can see, there is a dark sky, and the white wind and snow, and the valley without any people.

Xia Xin knew that he couldn't do it.

The physical strength has bottomed out.

The last glimmer of hope was dashed, and he could not find a home, or a way out, or food.

He can't freeze in the wind and snow in vain and reduce his physical strength.

Xia Xin estimated that it should be 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening, and if he rested and recovered some strength, he should be able to travel again tomorrow.

Although there is little hope, it is better than waiting to die in the snow.

Xia Xin walked dozens of steps, and finally saw a place to rest.

It was a few large trees growing on the edge of the cliff, probably blown down by the wind and falling to the ground one after another.

The length of the tree is about 5,6 meters.

The dense foliage of the tree leans against a stone about half a person high, forming a natural enclosed area that shelters from the falling wind and snow.

It was a small area where you couldn't even stand, and although it was very basic, it was enough to keep out the wind and rain.

This is also what Xia Xin needs most now.

He put Yin Xiangqin in first, let her sit on the ground against the stone, and then came to the side, pushed another fallen tree, and pushed it to the front of the area, trying to block the space as much as possible.

I climbed in through the gap again, sat on the outside of Yin Xiangqin, and then pulled the trees outside a little closer, trying to close the space as much as possible.

The two of them sat side by side, barely blocked by branches and leaves above, and a tree outside in front of them.

There's so little space here, there's not even room to lie down.

Xia Xin could only sit here, through the gap on the right, quietly watching the howling wind and snow of the foreign office......

He had a sense of sadness waiting to die.

It turns out that the forces of nature are so terrifying......