Salvation 3

Su Meng carried her frail brother on her back and continued along the same path she had come.

Su Meng panted heavily, struggling to step on the ice and snow, but his center of gravity was unstable, and he stumbled and almost fell. She didn't care so much, looking at her brother's purple lips and pale face, she suddenly felt bad.

A sense of panic spread in her heart, she called her brother helplessly, and used her face to feel Su Huai's body temperature, but she only felt endless coldness. Su Huai's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, no longer shivering with cold, and no longer snorting softly.

Su Meng sobbed quietly, grabbed Su Huai's arms, prevented him from slipping to the ground, and struggled to step forward.

Huo Siwei came to the silent temple along the city wall, and looked at the snow and two footprints on the steps, one large and one small, the small footprint looked like a woman's footprints, and the big footprint stepped lightly, and saw that this person's footsteps were vague, and there was no doubt that it was the two of them.

Huo Siwei's anxious mood became a little better, at least the two of them left safely, and Huo Civic followed the footprints of the royal horse and walked quickly.

After following the footprints for a while, he came to Su Ming's way back to the camp.

Huo Civic quickly stepped through the snow to find it, but after a while, he saw a strange trace in front of him.

Su Meng carried her brother on her back, moving slowly step by step, her body gradually became stiff, and her originally unconscious feet were like hanging on a jack pendant, making it difficult to move an inch. She had never had such a strong hope that someone would help her and save her brother......

Suddenly, she heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her, and her heart was full of panic.

"Su Ming!" Huo Siwei's clear and pleasant voice sounded behind Su Ming.

Su Ming's body trembled, looked back at him with a cold face, quickly turned over and dismounted, ran to his face, picked up his brother from him, and walked forward steadily.

Su Meng stood in place, biting his pale lower lip lightly. He didn't even say a word of accountability, Su Meng looked at their backs.

She felt inexplicably weak in her heart, after all, she had already filled him with a lot of trouble, and now she was hiding it from him, and she ran to save her brother regardless of her own safety and fill him up.

Huo Ciwei's horse crept up behind her, pressed his hot nose against her back, pushed her forward, looked at her with big, bright eyes, stretched out his hot wet tongue to touch the tips of her hair, between her eyebrows, her cheeks, Su Meng stroked its head, feeling its meekness and kindness.

Huo Siwei, who was walking in front, quietly looked back, looking at a man and a horse standing in place, but his calm and cold face said the most gentle words Su Meng had ever heard in his life, "Su Ming, keep up!" ”

When the horse heard the master's command, the horse's tail shook vigorously, and he stood behind her and pushed her forward.