More than two hours passed, and Jun Jiahong walked to the top of the mountain step by step, but the powerful snowstorm completely blocked his vision, and the snow that was already buried under his feet was also hindering his progress.

At this time, Chun Jiahong's lips were already a little pale, his eyebrows and nose were covered with ice ballast, and his limbs were trembling weakly, which could be seen that his physical strength had reached its limit. No one knows what kind of perseverance he managed to get here, but he did it.

One step, two steps, his mind was numb, and he was still walking forward, as if he was swearing not to give up at the gate of the temple.

"Bang!" At last he reached the gate of the temple, but at the same time he also fell, and the deep snow covered his body, and he still used the last of his strength to knock on the crumbling wooden door.

However, the knock on the door seemed so insignificant in the roar of the blizzard.

More than a minute passed, and the door of the temple finally opened, and a monk hurriedly called out a few brothers to help.

Everyone carried the two into the temple, and hurriedly untied the lock belt on Chun Jiahong's body to separate the two of them.

At this time, an old monk with white eyebrows and temples walked out briskly from behind, holding Buddha beads in his hand, his face was kind and kind, and his body was medium to thin, and he seemed to be the abbot here - Shi Wuqing.

"What's going on?" Shi Wuqing asked solemnly.

"I don't know, when I was cleaning in the temple, I vaguely heard a knock on the door outside, and then I went to open the door, and then I saw these two people falling at the door, I had to carry them in, but both of them were unconscious, and I had to invite you out." A monk explained.

Shi Wuqing frowned slightly, and squatted down to observe the breath and physical condition of the two of them.

"Quick! Carry it to the back room for treatment! Shi Wuqing touched Cheng Mengyao's cheek and knew that she had a fever, although she didn't know who she was, but saving people was like fighting a fire, let's save it first.

In the middle of the night, at the airport in M City, two private planes landed on the airport on the outskirts of the city, and at the airport, Cheng Liyan led a group of agents and bodyguards of the Foreign Security Bureau to respectfully wait for the people on the plane to get down.

The two planes landed on the waterway and slowly taxied, and finally stopped on either side of the convoy.

Immediately afterward, the ladder door of the first plane fell, and several agents of the Department of Foreign Security trotted forward to greet the people on the plane.

After a while, Meng Hua walked out of the plane while buttoning up his suit, his eyes blurred into a small slit, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Uncle Meng!" Cheng Liyan bowed as a sign of respect.

Meng Hua nodded politely and walked down the stairs step by step.

At this time, the doorway of another plane also fell.

I saw that the man with glasses appeared in everyone's field of vision pushing a special wheelchair, and Zhao Yi sat on the wheel with a calm expression, as if he was not afraid of meeting Meng Hua at all.

"Old immortal, I didn't expect you to really come." Meng Hua looked at Zhao Yi who came down the stairs with his hands behind his back, presumably he was not very happy in his heart.

"Don't come unharmed! Hua. Zhao Yi said hello with a smile.

Meng Hua sneered and said, "We haven't seen each other for some years, and your temper is still so lukewarm. ”

Zhao Yi smiled and motioned for the man with glasses to push himself in front of Meng Hua.

"Why, did you bring a secretary, you can afford to bring a prison envoy to me!" Meng Hua glanced at the man with glasses and smiled, "Or is your secretary also a prison envoy." ”

"Haha, I knew you were coming too, so I picked a time to come over at the same time as your plane, so as to enjoy the treatment of your director." Saying that, Zhao Yi glanced at the agents of the Foreign Security Bureau, "Isn't it hundreds of times better to be protected by the people of your Foreign Security Bureau than to be protected by people who have no identity, are you right?" ”

Meng Hua sneered, turned his head and asked Cheng Liyan, "Liyan, do you know this old man?" ”

Cheng Liyan nodded and replied, "I don't know, but my father mentioned it before his death, I think it should be that President Zhao is good." ”

Zhao Yi looked at Cheng Liyan and nodded twice with a smile to express his approval.

"If I knew you were coming here, I would have brought more people to arrest you back, and remind me in advance next time." Meng Hua said to Zhao Yi with a cold face.

"I know, why are you still so verbose, and you haven't changed it for many years." Zhao Yi smiled happily.

Meng Hua gave him a disdainful look and turned to walk towards his car.

"Director Mengda, don't you provide a special car to send me?" Zhao Yi asked with a smile.

Meng Hua shook his hand and replied impatiently, "No! Take your own taxi! ”

After saying that, Meng Hua got into the car and closed the door, asking the driver to drive away from here as soon as possible.

Zhao Yi smiled and shook his head, Cheng Liyan came over again at this time, and said politely: "President Zhao, your car is behind, please get in the car!" ”

"yes, okay." Zhao Yi said with a smile.

The prosperity of M City is indeed indescribable, compared to the lights of S City, it is very different, just from the suburbs into the city, large and small shopping malls and commercial streets are brightly lit, are overtime mad gathering places.

Due to Meng Hua's identity, the agents had already cleared a road leading to the hotel in advance, but it was definitely disrespectful to M City to be able to free up a road at such a point in time, and the agents let go of the road after the convoy passed a section of the road to ensure that the city traffic could be restored as soon as possible.

At a traffic light, the convoy stopped behind the white line and waited quietly for the end of the red light, when a car on the opposite road suddenly hit the accelerator and suddenly rushed towards the convoy.

The agents on the side of the road panicked, at this time the convoy could not avoid it at all, they had to prevent this from happening, but at this moment, the sedan suddenly braked and stopped in front of the front of the convoy, just a few centimeters away, it was simply thrilling.

Cheng Liyan hurriedly ran out of the car, and at the same time, his hand also touched the pistol hidden behind his waist.

Maybe he saw Cheng Liyan get out of the car, and the back seat of the sedan and the door of the driver's seat were opened.

"How do you drive! I don't want to die, do I!! I saw that the person in the back seat punched and kicked the driver, and the violent color was vividly interpreted.

"Cheng Ziquan!!" Cheng Liyan pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Cheng Ziquan's head, and the anger in his heart was indescribable.

Cheng Ziquan unbuttoned his jacket, pointed at Cheng Liyan and yelled solemnly: "You dare to point a gun at your eldest brother and me!" Put the gun down for me!! ”

Cheng Liyan was furious when he heard this, pulled the bolt of the gun, stepped forward and put the muzzle of the gun on his head.

"Speak up!" At this time, Meng Hua also stepped out of the car behind, he knew that Cheng Liyan wanted to take revenge at this moment, but common sense told him that he had to stop Cheng Liyan from making mistakes.

"Put the gun down." With that, Meng Hua stepped forward and pressed the pistol down.

"Oops! Director Meng! Cheng Ziquan grinned, "I thought you had returned to the West after seeing you for so many days, but I didn't expect you to be alive!" ”

"Smack!" As soon as the words fell, Meng Hua's palm also fell on Cheng Ziquan's face, and this slap almost stunned him.

"How dare you beat me in public!" Cheng Ziquan covered his cheeks and asked angrily, "Do you believe it or not, I let my lawyer sue you!" ”

"Humph!" Meng Hua sneered, "Lao Tzu is beating you, go and sue me!" Remember! It's Meng Hua, director of the Homeland Xenosecurity Agency! Don't tell the wrong person! ”

Cheng Ziquan grinned twice, gave a thumbs up and praised: "Okay!" You've got a kind! You're amazing! There is a time when you beg me! Don't regret it! ”

"You brute! Keep your mouth shut! Cheng Liyan angrily insulted, "My father raised you from childhood to adulthood, and in exchange for your kindness, you will take revenge!" You remember! I'll kill you with my own hands! ”

Cheng Ziquan shook his head disdainfully and said, "Anyone can say beautiful things, but the final winner is a powerful person." ”

Cheng Ziquan glanced at Meng Hua, smiled at Cheng Liyan and asked, "Tell the eldest brother, did Meng Yao not come at all?" ”

"You don't have to worry about my sister! Fuck off!! Cheng Liyan scolded sharply.

Cheng Ziquan sneered and shook his head, turned around and kicked the driver lying on the ground, and shouted, "Hurry up!" Let's go! With that, he returned to the back seat of the car.

The driver staggered to the car and got up, and hurried back into the driver's seat.

Cheng Ziquan just left, like a nervous disorder, I don't know what the point of coming here is, I wasted time and told Meng Hua that I was here, and the only gain was that slap, which was completely worth the loss.

"Uncle Meng, is he testing us?" Cheng Liyan looked at the car in the distance and frowned.

Meng Hua silently lit a cigarette and asked with a cold face, "Is Meng Yao's location exposed?" ”

"Probably not, I don't know where Meng Yao is, how can he know!" Cheng Liyan replied uneasily.

Snow Mountain in H City

Although it was late at night, the heavy snow did not seem to stop, and the courtyard of the temple had been piled up one by one small snow mountains, and seeing that it was late at night, the monks all went back to the wing room to rest.

Cheng Mengyao, who drank the medicine, gradually woke up from her slumber, and she didn't know what herbs the monks used, but they were quite effective anyway.

Cheng Mengyao's room only has a small wooden cabinet on the clay kang and a stove for burning coal for heating, which was specially cleaned up by Shi Wuqing, and her body was covered with a thick quilt, which was the quilt of the monk who came down the mountain and did not come back

The resources in the temple are limited, there is no coal wood to heat under the kang, and each person only has two quilts, and the quilts are so thin that it is hard to imagine how they survived this blizzard season.

"Master......" Cheng Mengyao called weakly.

"Donor, you're awake." Shi Wuqing smiled happily.

Realizing that she was already in the temple, Cheng Mengyao's heart was very grateful to Chun Jiahong, because besides him, I am afraid that there will not be a second person who will bring him up.

"Where's the guy with me?" Cheng Mengyao asked.

At the mention of Chun Jiahong, Shi Wuqing's face changed suddenly, and his joy instantly turned into an uneasy look.

Shi Wuqing shook his head, sighed and said, "Amitabha, hey! The benefactor who carried you up was in a very bad condition, the cold spread all over his body, there was hardly a trace of masculinity in his body, if he could hold on tonight, he might be able to live. ”

Shi Wuqing's words frightened Cheng Mengyao in an instant, she didn't expect Chun Jiahong to lose her life in order to carry herself on her back.

"Where is he?" Cheng Mengyao struggled to sit up, her heart was full of anxiety.

"It's in the wing next door!"

With the support of Shi Wuqing, Cheng Mengyao came to the side room, which was similar to the layout of Cheng Mengyao's room, with only a clay kang, a wooden cabinet, and a small coal stove in the room.

On the earthen kang, Chun Jiahong wrapped three quilts and kept shivering, his mouth was constantly panting, his eyes were closed together, more like he was unconscious but his body was shaking unconsciously.

"Chun Jiahong, can you hear me?" Cheng Mengyao squatted down and stroked Chun Jiahong's cheek, trying to make Chun Jiahong open his eyes and look at himself, but Chun Jiahong didn't react at all, just kept shivering.

"Shi Amitabha, donor, my temple conditions are limited, I am really not sure that I can save him, if you really have some affection with him, you will finish everything you want to say to him tonight, but I am afraid that tomorrow may not really have a chance." After speaking, Shi Wuqing slowly walked out of the room, so as to give Cheng Mengyao enough space to accompany Chun Jiahong on this last night, it seems that he is really not talking about playing.

"Chun Jiahong, wake up! Didn't you tell me not to fall asleep too! Don't go to sleep! Cheng Mengyao held Chun Jiahong's cold cheeks with both hands, and was almost about to cry in a hurry, she had never seen anyone die for her in front of her, especially someone who knew her.

"Cold ...... Leng ......" didn't know if Chun Jiahong heard Cheng Mengyao's call, he kept muttering the word "cold".

Cheng Mengyao hurriedly took off the down jacket on her body and covered it on the pile of quilts, but this down jacket is a drop in the bucket at all, and three quilts are useless, is it useful to add a down jacket?

Seeing that Chun Jiahong was still trembling, Cheng Mengyao slowly stood up, she bit her lip, and tears of sadness flowed from her eyes.

"You bastard! If you dare to bear me in the future, I will definitely gnaw you clean as a bone! ”

Cheng Mengyao took off her clothes one by one, slowly groped her way into the quilt, and then took off Chun Jiahong's clothes little by little with her soft little hot hands.

The next moment, Cheng Mengyao hugged Chun Jiahong tightly in her arms, and used the fiery temperature on her body to give Chun Jiahong the warmth she needed most.

Chun Jiahong, who felt the warmth, gradually stopped trembling, but the rough breath from his mouth was still cold and moving, since he had come to this point, Cheng Mengyao simply didn't do anything, and put his cherry red lips on Chun Jiahong's miserable white lips.

Chun Jiahong never thought that he would have a skin-to-skin relationship with the woman he hated the most under such circumstances.