Feng Qian looked at the branch that was on the verge of breaking under the two of them blankly, and his heart was terrified, and with a soft sound, the branch finally couldn't bear such a big pressure and broke.

The two of them fell like fallen leaves in the wind, and Feng Qian thought to himself, it would be good to die with him like this.

It's just a pity that after her soul was scattered, she never reunited with him in the next life......

Suddenly, Forget Chen turned over and fell down, holding Feng Qian Xin on his body with both hands, his body was still descending at a rapid speed, and with a bang, the two of them smashed heavily into the snow.

The snow vines passed over their bodies, and Forget Chen felt that her petite body kept trembling, and raised her eyes to look at Feng Qianxin, seeing her eyes slightly closed and her lips moved, her face was very sad, and fine tears dripped down the corners of her eyes.

"I'm bothering you again."

Forget the dust let out a soft sigh, and then her eyelids gradually sank, and her hands slipped off her body and fell into the snow......

The cold wind blew in along the entrance of the cave, and the cold wind outside was still whining. Feng poured his heart into his heart and hugged the dust, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

The eyes looked at his left leg, which pierced her heart, his leg was now twisted, and although the skin was not broken, the bone was broken.

When he lifted her up, there was a stone under his leg, and Forget Chen's leg fell on the stone and broke.

"Forget the dust, forget the dust ......"

She called his name in his ear one by one, watching him gasp for breath and endure the pain as hard as he could, Feng knew that if he didn't treat it in time, his injuries would probably get worse and worse.

"I'm fine."

Forget Chen came to his senses, his face was much clearer, and the pain made his eyes cloudy.

"Don't worry, I'll take you out." Feng Qianxin's eyes shone with determination, no matter what, she would not allow anything to happen to her.

"Okay."

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Feng leaned and walked in the snow for a long time with Wangchen on her back, she couldn't walk fast when the snow didn't pass her knees, but the Wuchen on her back suddenly started to burn.

Light snow began to fall in the sky.

Feng poured a bitter smile in his heart, and it was really another world under the desperate career.

She waded in the snow and felt like her toes had frozen to stone. As the snow falls, the fog grows thicker.

"Forget it, pour your heart, put me down, and you can go by yourself."

Forget Chen's body spasmed on her back, and he said softly: "The life and death contract is starting to attack, and I can't live." ”

A layer of mist hung on Feng Qianxin's eyelashes, and her red lips pursed into an arc, without words.

Feng poured her heart into the heart has never been at this moment, so clear her heart, twenty-four years old, she has loved him for nine years, and she is willing to do everything for him.

"With me, you won't die."

Feng poured his heart into putting him under an old tree, covering him tightly, she touched his forehead, and said, "Forget the dust, you must eat something, otherwise you won't be able to survive this cold wind." ”

"In this heavy snow, wind and cold, where will there be food, pour your heart, you don't care about me, you are alone, you can go out." Forget the dust smiled resolutely, and finally left her with a smile.

"No, the emperor lives up to his wishes, there should be some living creatures in the snow, you wait for me." Feng Qian smiled in her heart, she ignored the determination on his face, and her eyes seemed to become very gentle.

With that, he pulled out the bone knife in his boot and walked towards the snow.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and Feng is so anxious that she wants to cry in this vast snow, and there is nothing in the endless snow.

She searched frantically everywhere, even picking up the snow on the ground, even if she found a weed.

But nothing......

There was nothing, Feng poured her heart to kneel in the snow, beating herself, her face was full of tears, she was really useless, she couldn't save him!

Suddenly, her body stiffened, and a footprint on the snow was particularly eye-catching, and Feng Qianxin's body couldn't help but tremble, it was a wolf!

Forget the dust!

Feng Tianxin ran towards the old tree quickly, and a few steps away, she felt her breath stagnate.

Under the old tree, a man and a wolf are fighting against each other.

A snow-white wolf stood a few steps away from Wangchen, staring at Wangchen with fierce eyes, and Wangchen was also looking at it, although his face was pale, there was no fear in his eyes.

The wolf was very thin, with pointed ears and fangs, hideous eyes, and its gray and snow-white fur seemed to dissolve in the snow, and it was a very hungry snow wolf.

It stared at the dust, its belly rising and falling violently, little by little, approaching him, its blood-devouring eyes greedy and murderous, full of craving food, and its front hooves seemed to be full of strength, ready to bite off the neck of the food in front of it.

Suddenly, the wolf was unexpected, and a man came up from the side, held down its two front hooves, and kicked it violently in the abdomen, and the wolf curled up in the snow with bared teeth and howled.

Feng leaned towards Forget Chen and ran away, and Forget Chen watched her face change drastically, and shouted, "Pour your heart, be careful!" ”

With a swift gust of wind, the snow wolf jumped up and pounced on Feng Tingxin, Sen Sen's teeth were like sharp blades biting and swallowing her neck, Feng Tingxin grabbed the wolf's head vigorously, and the long tongue spewed out bursts of bad smell, it was so close that the sharp white teeth exposed on the edge of the lips could be clearly seen.

"Love!" Forget Chen's worried voice came, he was worried about her, Feng Ting's heart was hot, and he kicked the wolf again, and the bone knife in his hand quickly took off his hand, and with a pop it sank into the snow wolf's chest and abdomen.

The wolf struggled twice on the ground, and then he was completely silent.

Feng poured two steps towards Wangchen, and Wangchen also stretched out his hand to her, and the two hugged tightly.

A high ridge in front of her obscured her vision, and she didn't know what it would look like, maybe it was death, maybe it was life......

"Forget the dust, let's crawl over and take a look at ......"

She had climbed up a few steps with her hands and feet before she suddenly froze and froze.

"What's wrong?" Forget Chen felt her body tremble, and her heart gradually became uneasy.

"Nothing."

Feng Qianxin had a sharp pain like a pinprick on the soles of her feet, she leaned over and touched the soles of her feet, pulled out a barb, she patted the snow under her hands with her hand, revealing barb-like dead vines, she couldn't help but sneer, it turned out that there was a thorn underneath.

Feng took a deep breath, and tentatively took another step forward, another wound, the pain seemed to be about to drill into her heart, making her face white in an instant, but her foot did not retract.

She gritted her teeth and climbed up, step by step, she walked with great difficulty but with great composure.

She grabbed a rock on top of her, dug her nails deep into the snow, and with the last of her strength, dragged both her and Forgotten Dust up the high ridge.

The snow is only covered in front of you, and when you look closely, the heavy snow that is falling in front of you, like a ball of flocculents, like goose feathers, has enveloped a large piece of the house with a thick layer of silver white, like a glass world full of slaughter.

"Forget the dust, do you see it, there is a ...... of life ahead"

The leg injury and the contract of life and death wrenched his consciousness a little, but Feng Qianxin heard a sound from his lips.

"Hmm."

As we got closer to the village, the snow gradually stopped, and the moon finally broke free from the clouds, but it was still dim and tight, like a papier-mâché lantern, cold and depressed.

Feng Tingxin felt the hot burning in her heart, which made her tremble uncontrollably, it was the soul bottle that was about to move.

The last time it had a vision, she took two love souls at once, could it be this time......

Feng leaned towards the house step by step, feeling uneasy, what kind of story would this be?

She walked up the stone steps to the stone bridge, on which stood a stone monument with three large characters written in blood-red color.

Hades.

Feng tilted his eyes and saw that this stone bridge was the gate, and the stone bridge was the so-called Hades Palace.

The cold wind around her howled like a little ghost crying in her ear, Feng Qian sneered, the legendary Yin Cao Difu, she has not been to it, even if she is a ghost, what is she afraid of!

"Love." The forgetful dust on his back suddenly murmured faintly, Feng leaned his head to look at him, and said softly: "Forget the dust, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Forget Chen shook his head, the pain made his voice very soft: "It's very treacherous here, you have to be careful." ”

Feng leaned in dragging him upwards and said, "Don't worry, I know." ”

After that, he raised his legs and walked down to the stone bridge, which was different from the cold wind and snow outside, and there was a cold and cold to the bones everywhere.

At night, the rows of thatched huts in the Hades Palace were lit up, but they were filled with the breath of fireworks in the world, and Feng Qian smiled at Forget Chen: "The Hades Palace is also a human house, so it's good to have someone." ”

Before the words fell, a strange sound sounded on the ground.

The shrill sound of the shir pierced Feng's eardrums, and she frowned, feeling a dark shadow come out of the dense fog not far away.

The man's voice was from the shadow.

Suddenly, Feng Tianxin's eyes widened in horror, and when she got closer, she realized that it was not a black shadow at all, but a pitch-black coffin standing vertically, showing an oblique angle in the air, slowly moving forward.

It seems that there is something in front of him, walking forward with this coffin on his back, the coffin is getting closer and closer, Feng Qian can see clearly, there is a person under the coffin, wearing black clothes and hunched over, walking forward step by step.

The man's face was blue, there was a scar half an inch long on it, his lips were purple, and his eyes were blank, as if he had been dead for a long time.

The man carried the coffin and wiped Feng Qianxin's side, a fishy smell of blood came from the coffin, he didn't seem to see Feng Qianxin, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to walk forward with the coffin on his back.

"Pour in, you see." Forget Chen's spirit seemed to have recovered a little, he pointed to a mark on the snow, and said suddenly.

Feng Qianxin also saw it, she naturally knew that there were human blood stains on the ground, and she even knew that this blood stain was flowing out of the coffin.

"Pour in, let's go. This place should not be stayed for long. Forget the dust sighed softly.

Feng pursed his lips in his heart, with an unshakable determination in his eyes: "No, even if this is the Yama Palace, I want the Yama King to draw your name from the book of life and death!" ”

Suddenly, a loud noise rang through the house, and the two turned back sharply, only to see that the big black coffin suddenly fell to the ground, and the person carrying the coffin was strangely gone.