In addition, Beimen Yue has already taken action.

At this critical juncture, if Dongfang is a chess piece, there can be no problems.

……

"No, no, no, don't, don't, don't!"

I don't know how many times, Li Linxi was awakened from his slumber again.

Ever since she came to this snowy mountain, she has always had to stay in this snow because it is so cold and because there are no residents around her, she will always freeze until she faints.

Every time she fainted, she would have a lot of strange dreams.

Every dream, it seems that there is no dream of anything good.

It's not that I dreamed that this snow-capped mountain turned into a monster and swallowed her into my stomach.

It was she who turned into a hellish reaper, carrying a glass sword in her hand and killing people everywhere.

And then there's ......

is to dream of Han Mochen and Han Moyan.

Every time I dream of Han Moyan, I dream that I have delayed too much time in the snowy mountains.

Before she could go back, Han Moyan had already lost her life.

And dreaming of Han Mochen is even more terrifying.

In addition to dreaming that Han Mochen died inexplicably and in an accident, he also dreamed of a lot of things that were not described.

In the dream, she actually ...... Unexpectedly, it was the same as Han Mochen.

I have to say that no matter how pure her heart is, she can't resist the natural explosion of hormones.

However, this also made Li Linxi even more determined, and when he went back this time, he would tell Han Mochen his sincere determination.

Although she didn't want to admit that Han Mochen had deceived her, Li Linxi actually knew that Han Moyan was her master.

In other words, Han Moyan is a plug-in character, but Han Mochen is not.

It is very likely that Han Mochen, like her, is a person who is forced to wear books to complete tasks.

If that's the case, then it's much easier for them to be together.

She still doesn't know much about Han Mochen's affairs, and when she goes back this time, she must ask to understand.

Before, I didn't know what I was thinking, I was just blindly afraid that I would be deceived, and I was afraid that things would be too clear, and in the end, Han Mochen would leave her completely.

So he didn't dare to take that step first and ask Han Mochen for an understanding.

Now, she has decided that no matter what, as long as Han Mochen is willing, she wants to be with him.

No matter what, she has to find out his identity, background and experience first.

lest you get it in the end, and cause some trouble.

The most important thing is that she feels that Han Mochen seems to have that meaning to her.

This so-called seems to be certain to a certain extent.

Unless ......, unless Han Mochen is a fish pond keeper, there is this fish pond.

If so, then she doesn't know.

But that's all for later.

Now, the most important thing is to find the 10,000-year-old snow lotus.

Counting it, she has been in the snow mountain for almost two days.

In other words, Han Moyan still has two days to go.

Now, she can't delay any longer, she must hurry up to find the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus.

Thinking of the next thing, Li Linxi's heart was instantly full of energy.

Li Linxi, come on!

For the sake of the master's life, for Han Mochen's kiss. This time, you must find the 10,000-year-old snow lotus.

Standing up from the snow with confidence, he raised his eyes and looked at the white expanse in front of him, like a flower bone that had been beaten by frost, Li Linxi wilted in an instant.

"This snow field is so big, where am I going to find Snow Lotus!"

He took out the atlas given by the white dove again, and walked directionlessly while carefully studying the annotations of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus on the atlas.

I don't know how far I walked, but in the snow, Li Linxi suddenly stopped moving forward.

"Snow lotus grows in extremely cold places, the higher it is, the colder it is, and the more shaded it is, the colder it is, so it ......"

"Therefore, the snow lotus is most likely to be on the top of a snowy mountain or a snowy mountain stream."

Far away, Han Mochen could still see Li Linxi's eyes shining as he looked at the top of the mountain.

"Worthy of the person I fancied, really smart."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Han Mochen's doting voice floated with a little pride.

A pair of pitch-black eyes contained only a red dress of a woman in the distance.

"Huh?"

Feeling as if there were a pair of eyes behind him, Li Linxi glanced back suspiciously, but saw nothing except the white sky.

"Strange, why do I always think there's someone?"

Muttering to himself, Li Linxi stepped forward.

The next second Li Linxi withdrew his gaze, a dark green figure appeared.

"What a little clever~"

Looking at the red figure from a distance, the corners of Han Mochen's eyes bent slightly.

Casting a stealth technique, Han Mochen followed the figure in the distance.

"Ahh Help me! ”

The sun was already hanging on the mountain to the west, on top of a snow-capped mountain with a white body, and a crimson "thing" was rolling down the mountain at a rapid speed.

"Oh my God, I'm going to die."

After screaming several times in a row, Li Linxi suddenly remembered that Snow Mountain couldn't shout loudly.

Otherwise......

Otherwise, we would be in the current situation – an avalanche.

She really couldn't figure out why she was so unlucky.

She had planned to go to the top of the mountain to see if she could find the 10,000-year-old snow lotus.

It turned out that before I could go a while, there was an avalanche.

The main thing is that this avalanche is too terrifying!

She was holding the glass sword, but she couldn't shake the snow running behind her farther.

Because of the low atmospheric pressure, excessive snowflakes, and the fact that the high altitude is too cold due to the perennial heavy snowfall, she has no way to fly at high altitude.

At this point, she felt like she was going to suffocate even when she maintained a high speed and flew low.

"The system is big, help me, I feel like I'm going to be eaten by this snowy mountain. Woo woo woo~"

There was really no way, Li Linxi sent a distress signal to the system for the Nth time.

And she, for the Nth time, only waited until she was as lonely as death.

"The system is big, if you really don't save me this time, I'll really die."

Thinking that it might be the system deliberately making things difficult for him, Li Linxi said very, very sincerely and anxiously.

However, she received it, and there was still silence.

After several times, looking at the system, it was really a little unreliable, and Li Linxi decided to rely on himself.

Now she was getting closer to the mountain, and as she came, she noticed a very fast river at the foot of the mountain.

If she continues to the foot of the mountain this time, burying the snow in the river, and then stirring up even greater waves, then she will have no hope of living.

Looking back at the snow rushing down behind him, Li Linxi's face was a little more resolute.

Now, for today's plan, there is only one way to go.

Immediately after that, in the next second, a crimson figure began to fly high into the air at a rapid speed.

With her previous observations, for some reason, the avalanche seemed to start near the top of the mountain.

The area is very large, and because there are a lot of broken ice blocks in the snow, the speed is extremely fast.

It was so fast that she didn't have a chance at all, so she changed directions and flew to the back side of the snow.

At this time, going high in the sky is the most likely way to survive.

And the higher she goes into the sky, the more her body is burdened, and the more pressure she is under.

And the vitality that she had previously been extracted by the Ten Thousand Years Hundred Poison Gu had not recovered yet.

She had always said that she was fine, but she was just comforting Han Mochen.

The altitude is extremely cold and cold, the air pressure is extremely high, and oxygen is scarce, and the higher she flies, the more obvious the various discomfort reactions become.

Obviously, he noticed that the rhythm of his breathing was getting shorter and rougher, and he found that he was getting closer and closer to death, and the cold sweat in Li Linxi's hands became more and more.

When he reached the originally estimated height, he did not continue to rise, but tried to maintain his levitation as much as possible, and tried to restrain all kinds of discomfort on his body.

Li Linxi looked down at the snow under his feet that seemed to be a beast that had met food, and was running wildly, and he didn't feel that his body was weak, and darkness was coming in front of him.

Then, the glass sword lost control, and with Li Linxi's body, it began to fall rapidly.

Sure enough, it still didn't work out.

After all, no matter how hard I try. In the end, I still lost.

It's okay, so that I can stop being so tired.

Just go to sleep.

Sleep and never wake up again, never.

The sound of snow flying in his ears and the air being torn apart became more and more obvious, and Li Linxi's eyes became darker and darker.

Just a second before the crimson figure in the sky was about to be devoured by the galloping snow-white beast, a dark green figure quickly flashed and caught it.

Holding the person he was thinking about tightly in his arms, there was no trace of joy on Han Mochen's face at this time.

Like Li Linxi's previous practice, with his iron sword, Han Mochen and Li Linxi flew higher and higher.

"Why are you so stupid, just to come here."

Completely ignoring the danger that was constantly roaring at them under his feet, Han Mochen's eyes only contained the woman in his arms.

Stretching out his hand, which had been free, he gently brushed it over the woman's eyebrows.

Over and over again, over and over again.

"Li Linxi, I love you."

The seemingly simple words came out of Han Mochen's mouth, but he felt that he had exhausted all the strength of his body.

His gaze slid over the woman's eyebrows, down the bridge of her delicate nose, all the way down, to her somewhat pale and purple lips.

As if under some spell, Han Mochen slowly, slowly, leaned towards the woman in his arms.

When the cold lips finally came into contact with the softness of the ‖ that they had longed for, it was like the soil that had been dry for a long time, and finally touched a life-saving rain, making Han Mochen unable to control himself at all.

Wandering repeatedly, nostalgia back and forth.

It's like a poison with good wine, giving people an irresistible temptation and making him unable to extricate himself.

After a long time, when the two of them touched the ground again, Han Mochen finally regained his senses.