Three days later, Zhang Fan and Qian Lang's injuries were basically almost healed, so they continued to rush with Leng Xingyun.

Suddenly, a bitter cold wind blew, accompanied by stars and snowflakes, but then the wind and snow became heavier and heavier.

"it! It's a blizzard! Qian Lang scolded: "This God, you can't stop a little!" ”

The scattered snow flakes were not like ordinary goose feather snow, but hit the faces of the three of them like knives in the bitter cold wind.

The snow on the snowy mountain is not terrible, the terrible thing is the wind, because the perennial snow on the snowy mountain is compacted and very smooth, even if the three of them have worn special hiking boots, they still can't control some slipping.

"Tsk, Qian Lang, you crow's mouth, I just had to mention a blizzard." Zhang Fan held an ice axe in one hand to support, and couldn't help but complain.

"It's not because I'm good, can I be blamed for this?" Qian Lang wanted to refute, but his words were quickly blocked by the wind and snow.

"You two take care to conserve your strength." Leng Xingyun frowned, reminding the two people in front of him.

Leng Xingyun is not unreasonable, because this snowstorm is really unfortunate.

Originally, there was a section of the road that was very gentle, and there was only a little snowflake floating in the sky, and the three of them thought it was snow blown down by the wind, so they didn't take it seriously. But when the three of them set foot on a steep and dangerous road, a small snowflake fell and turned into a violent snowstorm.

However, when climbing the snowy mountain, there is no turning back, especially in the wind and snow, if you do not go against the wind and rashly turn back, it is very likely that you will be carried down the mountain directly by the wind and snow.

The once quiet no-man's land was now surrounded by the sound of wind and snow particles, and the three of them slowly moved forward. Qian Lang practiced martial arts, walked very steadily, and still had the energy to take care of Zhang Fan.

Although Zhang Fan has been studying various adventure-related things and doing some exercises, he is not as good as Qian Lang who has some foundation, let alone Leng Xingyun, who is omnipotent in their hearts.

The higher you climb, the thinner the oxygen becomes, but the wind and snow have no intention of stopping. Zhang Fan gradually felt that his physical strength was exhausted, but at this time, there was still some distance from a relatively gentle slope in front of him.

Seeing Zhang Fan's struggle, Qian Lang asked Zhang Fan to carry the bag on his back, but Zhang Fan refused.

"It's useless to reduce the weight on my body now......" Zhang Fan squeezed out a sentence.

Because Zhang Fan gradually felt that his legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, his face had long been beaten by the wind and snow and he was unconscious, and when he said the previous sentence, he even moved his mouth for a long time before he regained the feeling of speaking.

"What nonsense!" When Qian Lang heard Zhang Fan say that this fire came from his heart. "Zhang Fan, why hold on to me, you can't give up by yourself!"

"It's a gentle slope ahead, so you can take a break."

Leng Xingyun looked at Zhang Fan, and there was a trace of disapproval on his face, and there was anger in his eyes.

Zhang Fan saw the reaction of the two, and suddenly felt that he had a little more energy, and his body didn't seem to be so heavy, he took a slow breath, and the hand holding the ice axe tightened, with a little touch, and nodded slightly to the other two.

Qian Lang and Leng Xingyun pulled one of Zhang Fan's arms and helped him share some of the weight.

The three of them slowly moved forward with their support. I don't know how long I walked, but finally the view in front of me became a little wider, not as steep as before.

As if they had finally seen the light of day, the three of them felt that the snow around them had become smaller, and even the wind had eased a little.

Finally, the three of them reached the gentle slope, and the wind and snow were still howling, but there was a slightly higher rock here, which could barely block some of the wind and snow for the three of them.

The three of them huddled together, and Zhang Fan took out the navigator from his backpack to see how long he was still from his destination.

But at this look, Zhang Fan's expression became extremely solemn.

The navigator showed that they were at a five-degree angle to their destination.

Five degrees doesn't sound like much, but if the distance is long, it's actually a lot off.

The other two immediately reacted after listening to Zhang Fan's speculation, this deviation should have been caused by the wind and snow blocking their vision when they were in the snowstorm just now.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"It's okay, we still have time, although the fifth degree is not very little, but it has not deviated to the point of several kilometers, and we will work harder!" Qian Lang saw that the two of them were rushing to boost morale.

Zhang Fan and Leng Xingyun also nodded.

Zhang Fan measured that there was a relatively large leeward point after measuring the distance ahead.

At this time, the wind and snow were indeed lighter than before, and the three of them decided to take this opportunity to hurry to the leeward place above.

The three of them helped each other to climb up, and at this time, Qian Lang's physical strength had also been consumed a lot, although he had a short rest just now, but it was not of much use.

The wind and snow were gentle, the leeward was getting closer, and all three felt that victory was imminent.

But at this moment, with an exclamation that dissipated in the whistling sound of the wind and snow, Zhang Fan's figure also disappeared from the eyes of the two.

"Zhang Fan!"

Qian Lang couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Zhang Fan fall off the cliff.

But he let out an uncontrollable shout, and the snow began to shake.

"It's broken, it's an avalanche!" Leng Xingyun let out a low snort, dragged Qian Lang and ran up the mountain.

When there is an avalanche, running down the mountain is often quickly buried by the snow because it is not as fast as the snow, and it is a ray of life to go against the snow.

"I'm going to find Zhang Fan! Go now, he's still alive! There is hope! Qian Lang shook off Leng Xingyun's arm, and was buried by the wind and snow in an instant, and a pair of red eyes were still in Leng Xingyun's mind for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, everything stopped, the blizzard, the avalanche, the wind, the snow, it all stopped.

Leng Xingyun moved his numb body and began to walk cautiously down the mountain.

Although the whereabouts of the two of them are unknown, they must not mess with themselves now, and not messing up in danger is the most useful life motto that Leng Xingyun has explored for so long.

In the snow-capped environment, it is more difficult to descend than to go up, not only is it easy to slide, but it can even be blown down by the coming storm.

Fortunately, Leng Xingyun still has physical strength, their life and death are uncertain, and Leng Xingyun does not dare to delay a little longer.

Leng Xingyun speculated that Zhang Fan's location should be the gentle slope where they had rested before, there was some distance from the avalanche, and it would not be affected by the avalanche too much, and that was the only place to stay, if Zhang Fan was not there, then ......

Leng Xingyun didn't dare to think about it anymore, but tried to speed up the climbing action.

Finally, Leng Nebula saw two black figures in the snow, and when he looked closely, Leng Nebula almost slipped to the edge of the stone.

The stone was unaffected, but a large chunk of snow had fallen on the other side of the stone, making it impossible to stand there.

Zhang Fan hung on the stone, and his hand was dragged by Qian Lang.

Qian Lang grabbed the stone with one hand, and grabbed Zhang Fan tightly with the other.

Leng Xingyun hurriedly handed a rope sleeve to Zhang Fan, grabbed Qian Lang with one hand, and the two dragged Zhang Fan up together.

Zhang Fan gasped for breath, and the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him unable to move.

The two looked at Leng Xingyun gratefully, but they didn't say anything, because they knew that everything was in silence.