Chapter Ninety-Seven "Xiao Qifeng, I'm Coming!" 》
In the second half of the night, the snow finally stopped, but the wind was still fierce.
"Girl, do you want to take a break before leaving?" Chang Huan looked quiet and asked worriedly.
Not only Chang Huan, but also Ah Da Ah Er can also see that the silence at this time is already a little out of strength. Her face was very pale and ugly, and her wheezing voice was very rapid, it was extremely rare for a girl to walk for so long.
Facing the three people who were worried about the inquiry, he shook his head quietly, "I'm fine, keep walking." Rest assured, I can still hold on. After the words fell, she stretched out her hand again and put a handful of snow into her mouth, and the moment the cold snow entered her mouth, she shivered vividly, and she was also a little more energetic. Such a quiet made all the three people present moved. The group didn't make a sound again, and continued to support each other and walk forward.
Fortunately, the white snow allows them to see everything around them, otherwise it would be really difficult to move an inch. Before they knew it, the wind was much lighter, and they had already walked for most of the night by this time. In the distance, the sound of ghosts crying and howling came over, and it was extremely terrifying in the silence of the night. Quiet knew it was the call of a wolf and an owl, and she wasn't afraid. The sound sounds very close, but it's still far away.
Quiet put her frozen and numb hand to her mouth, sighed softly, and rubbed it vigorously, which is why she felt that her hands were not so cold and numb. The shoes under her feet were already soaked, and her feet were numb and unconscious, but she didn't even snort.
Another hour passed, but it was getting darker and darker. This is probably the so-called pre-dawn darkness! For in more than an hour the day will be dawn. The relentless cold wind blew on the face, hitting the face painfully. Quiet thought her face might be frozen, but she didn't care. She only has one thought now, and that is to find Xiao Qifeng and stay by his side.
The further you go up the mountain, the thicker the snow, the more difficult the road becomes, and the more rapid the quiet breathing becomes. If it weren't for Chang Huan by her side, thinking quietly, she might not be able to stand at this time.
"Ah Da, how far is it to the top of the mountain?" Chang Huan looked at Quiet's increasingly ugly face, felt the slight tremor coming from his arm, and became more and more anxious and worried in his heart. I couldn't help but ask, and the two big brothers who walked ahead to lead the way.
"Lord Changhuan, I will be able to arrive in a quarter of an hour. Look at the tree in front of you, it should be the top of the mountain, and the master and others should be near here. Ah Da pointed to a tall pine tree in front of him.
Chang Huan looked at the tree that Ah Da said, and then looked down at the quiet who was leaning on him, he wanted to say that he would rest and leave, but the quiet shook his head at him.
The silence was speechless at this moment, and the rapid gasping sound was like a bellows. The entire ribcage felt as if it was about to explode, dry and painful. She raised her head to look at the big bare pine tree on the top of the mountain, bit her lip, and with Chang Huan's support, she used all her strength to run forward.
Looking at such a quietness, Chang Huan couldn't help but redden. He silently said in his heart, "Master, you must be good, have you seen it?" The girl you love so much has traveled thousands of miles to the border for you. and climbed mountains and mountains for you, and endured all the hardships. Don't let her be sad and disappointed by such a woman! ”
At the same time, Quiet also thought about what Dust had said in his heart. Lichen said that Xiao Qifeng had a catastrophe at the age of thirty. She thought that the so-called catastrophe was probably this one. Xiao Qifeng also told her that he had many catastrophes. But this time, Quiet didn't believe in fate. She wants to fight with God and the so-called fate. She wants Xiao Qifeng to live, live healthily, and live with her for a long time!
Quiet glanced up at the tree again, and bit the tip of her tongue again, the pain restoring a trace of clarity to her dizzy and chaotic brain. She said over and over again in her heart, "Xiao Qifeng, I'm here!" ”
At this moment, in a small cave at the top of the mountain, the snow at the entrance of the cave was piled up more than a person high, leaving only a gap that could pass through people. Although there is a fire in the cave, you can't feel much heat.
"Two days have passed, and there is no sign of the master waking up. If this continues, the master... I'm afraid I won't wake up! Changming said softly with red eyes.
At this time, Xiao Qifeng's eyes were closed, and his face was like gold paper lying on the grass. If it weren't for the slight heaving in his chest, he couldn't believe he was still alive.
Seeing that their master's breath was getting weaker and weaker, but their cronies were powerless, and whimpering sounded one after another. For a while, in the small cave, sadness was pervasive...
"Is there really no way?" Changqing's hands squeaked, like a wounded little beast, and asked Changming with red eyes.
"The master hasn't eaten for two days, and the wound hasn't healed, and now he's tired. Unless there is a thousand-year-old ginseng or a fairy mushroom with white flesh and bones of the living and dead, it is even the Daluo Immortal who is alive, and it may not be possible to save the master's life. Although Changming said so, he knew in his heart that where to find the thousand-year-old elixir? If you are in the capital or in the War King's Mansion, it may only take some time to obtain the elixir. However, at this time on this snow-filled mountain of despair, it is simply impossible to obtain the elixir.
After listening to Changming's words, Changqing leaned against the stone wall decadently, and muttered to himself, "Is it true that the master will die this time?" Still haven't escaped this fate? ”
These people have all grown up with Xiao Qifeng since childhood, and they know a lot about their master's fate. In the past year, the master has been safe and sound, just when they all thought that the calamity had passed, and there would be no calamity for the master for the rest of their lives, they did not expect such a calamity to happen. Such a blow to those of them who follow Xiao Qifeng is huge, indelible, and even devastating. Since they were young, the mission that they have been instilled in them is to follow Xiao Qifeng and protect Xiao Qifeng. At all costs, at the cost of life for life. They can forget to eat, forget to sleep, forget about pain, forget who they are. Indeed, we must not forget our identity, and we must not forget our responsibilities and missions, that is, only Xiao Qifeng is obedient. That always keeps in mind the saying that the master is born, and they are born; The masters die, they die.
At this time, I saw that the master who had followed him for many years was unconscious, and there was no hope of resurrection. They are like a boat floating in the sea without its helmsman, unable to find its way and lost its purpose.
"Nope! No, it won't! Master, he won't die! I'll go out and take a look again, maybe the people who rescued us have come, maybe I can find a way down the mountain, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go......" Changqing didn't believe it, and the master who had always been omnipotent died like this. He roared under his breath, like a mad little beast, and rushed out with red eyes.
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