She rolled over and got off the horse, and as soon as her foot hit the ground, the snow sank into an ankle deep, and a little further on, and the snow sank into half of her calf. Obviously, the snow ahead is very thick, and if you are riding a horse, you are afraid that it will be difficult to pull out the horse's legs if they sink in.

Thinking so, she simply abandoned the horse, spread one of her winter coats on the snow, opened the water bladder, and poured all the water in it on top of the winter coat. It was freezing and snowy outside, and the hot water in the water bladder soaked the winter clothes and turned them into ice.

If you want to get through this mountain and snow, you can't rely on your own feet and horses' ass, if you find some thick branches, tie them to this winter coat, and find a slightly longer branch to make a pulp, maybe you will be able to cut through this snow.

Thinking so, Emperor Xi immediately began to look for usable branches, and in a short time, a rough cloth boat was ready.

She stepped on it cautiously, sliding the branches, and the boat actually slid a little. However, it took a lot of effort to slide such a small boat, and seeing that it was more than half the way from crossing the mountain pass, the emperor was already exhausted and out of breath.

She held the wooden oar tightly, gritted her teeth and pushed it again, and finally fell down on top of the boat, no matter how much she tried to get up, she couldn't do it.

Emperor Xi looked at the sky, and saw that the sun was hanging coldly in the hollow, obviously there was still time, so she simply calmed down, took out the spirit feather that Luo Yu gave her, and tried to draw out the spiritual energy inside for her own use.

I don't know if Luo Yu has imposed other forbidden spells on it, or if she has exhausted her strength and is unable to control the abundant aura on the spirit feather, when she pinched the spirit feather in her right hand and gently surrounded the spirit feather with her own spiritual energy, a huge rush came overwhelmingly, Emperor Xi was not good, and hurriedly withdrew, but it was already too late.

The huge aura slammed into her heart, and Emperor Xi's face turned pale, and a strong smell of blood was already in her throat. Her eyes were closed, her jaws were tightly clasped together, her whole body trembling, and the pain was inexplicable.

She almost subconsciously supported her body with her hands, Lingyu was pressed under her palm, and with a clang, it seemed that something fell out of the cuffs, and Emperor Xi didn't dare to think about it, still slowly gathering his free spiritual breath.

At this moment, a strong and gentle aura suddenly enveloped her whole body, Di Xi only felt that his throat was loose, and he actually slowly opened his lips, and the blood that was shocked by the spirit feather slowly flowed out from between his teeth, and Di Xi suddenly found that his scattered aura actually began to gradually converge.

She opened her eyes in some surprise, only to realize that what had just fallen out was none other than the Hidden Spirit Dagger. It was now suspended in mid-air, a dark golden light carefully enveloping her, like the Guardian of the Earth's own child, giving her great comfort.

Emperor Xi stared at the Tibetan Spirit Dagger, only felt that his nose was sore, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to cover his mouth, but the tears couldn't flow down no matter what.

"Su Qing left ...... Is that you? Are you helping me? Emperor Xi looked at the Tibetan Spirit Dagger a little stupidly, and actually asked this dead thing in a whisper.

The dark golden glow of the hidden spirit dagger was even more intense, as if answering her question. Seeing this, Emperor Xi actually had a trace of resentment in his eyes: "I'm about to die, do you know?" I'm dying! But, if you can hear me, Su Qingli, count me as begging you, you must not come to me, do you hear? ”