"Boom... Boom..."

Yang Ru dragged Bai Changsheng and struggled repeatedly, and Mongolia at this time was already in the cold and windy winter season.

Heavy snow covers the mountains, and the white color flying all over the sky gives people a feeling of trance.

The closer you get to the frontier, the more daunting the harshness of the reception becomes, and the more powerless it becomes.

When Bai Changsheng walked here, he couldn't take a step anymore, because he never stopped, and even drank water and ate food, he had to be put in his mouth before he could chew it.

He lost his mind, didn't know when it started, and didn't know when it would end.

After a long period of torture and self-exile, his knees were almost gone, and he could only lie on the ground and crawl forward.

Yang Ru couldn't bear it, so she could only drag him, and sometimes she would use all her strength to carry him forward.

The speed was much slower, Zhang Wan saw it in his eyes, but he didn't have a seizure.

The two of them often help, although they can't bear it, but the punishment of Ningguta is still unavoidable.

There were government officials along the road to testify, and it was not possible to slow down one stop less, so it didn't take long for Yang Ru to be as skinny as wood, and people were also tortured and degraded.

She asked many times why Bai Changsheng had no mind like this, and only thought about moving forward, but Zhang Wan couldn't say it.

Because people with such symptoms are basically dead long ago, and they can't get through it, so it will save trouble, so they will prepare a carriage early, throw this person on it, and report that a person died in the middle of the journey, and throw the dead body to the destination is considered a bad deal.

But Bai Changsheng is immortal, not only is he immortal, he tortured himself to the point that he was no longer human, but he continued to move forward with great persistence, which is really frightening.

I don't know how long I haven't had a normal reaction, and I would chat with Li Qian a few words when I left Beijing at first, but the more I got later, the more confused this person became.

Zhang Wan knew that he had nothing to say except sighing.

Such things, such examples, he has long been used to it.

Yang Ru carried Bai Changsheng on his back, staggered step by step, and continued to walk forward, when he reached this realm, the heavy snow had already reached his knees, and his thin and thin shoulders were almost unable to support it.

Zhang Wan saw it in his eyes and patted Li Qian's shoulder, Li Qian naturally knew what it meant, and hurriedly chased after him:

"I'll do it."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he carried Bai Changsheng off Yang Ru's shoulder, which was very laborious earlier, because there were still a few catties of meat on his body.

Now these two people together don't weigh half a bag of rice, and Li Qian can't bear it.

Yang Ru's face was expressionless, and by now, she had long lost hope that Bai Changsheng would recover her mind, and she had thought of countless ways along the way, but it didn't work.

She thought about turning Bai Changsheng into a ghost slave, but she couldn't do it, because once she did this, she would never be able to turn back.

So now, she just wants to quietly accompany Bai Changsheng to the end, and when he can't bear it, Yang Ru will take him away, and will never let his bones go to another country.

As soon as Bai Changsheng was handed over to Li Qian, Yang Ru temporarily eased her body and slowly moved behind her, Zhang Wan walked up and put a big jacket on her.

This was specially prepared for her, the big jacket was warm, but some cotton wool was removed to reduce the weight, because by now she could not carry such heavy warmth.

"Take your time."

Zhang Wan said that his attitude towards this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks has changed a lot these days, and he was just a bystander's attitude earlier, and he thought that Yang Ru would be like this on a whim.

But along the way, this girl's gaze is so resolute that even a hard-hearted person like him has to admire.

Li Qian took a few steps ahead, as if sensing something was wrong, and stopped.

"What's wrong? Just a few steps to be lazy? ”

Zhang Wan reprimanded in the back, but Li Qian turned around, his face a little ugly:

"Master, he seems to have a fever..."

！！！

As soon as Zhang Wan heard this, he stepped over suddenly, and quickly resisted Bai Changsheng from Li Qian's shoulder, put it on his lap, and probed his forehead with his palm, his heart was half cold!

"It's over! This kid has a fever! ”

Yang Ru was also taken aback, and hurriedly rushed over, holding Bai Changsheng and carefully probing, touching it with his hand, Bai Changsheng's face was pale, but his forehead was hot!

Close your eyes tightly, there is no air intake!

"Eternal life..."

Yang Ru's tears had dried up, and her throat gurgled with a mournful sound, and she could only stretch out her palm like dry wood, rubbing her sweetheart's face, and her heart was like a knife.

In such a snowy and cold realm, with such a body and bones, there is already little vitality left, and under the pressure of fever, all the heart and energy are simply overdrawn.

At this time, even if it is administered, it can't be digested, let alone find a good doctor.

Bai Changsheng can be regarded as having endured it.

"Master, what should I do?"

Li Qian asked carefully, Zhang Wan looked at Bai Changsheng a few times, sighed, took out the cigarette pouch, knocked off the cigarette ash, and booed:

"Is the official document of the complaint ready? Die in the way. ”

"No..."

Yang Ru's chapped lips could only shout such a sentence hoarsely, and she grabbed Bai Changsheng's placket tightly, she really couldn't accept this fact no matter what.

Li Qian's eyes were almost wet, it was strange to say, he was a mistake, and he couldn't say that he had any friendship, but he really couldn't stand the stimulation right now.

But he could only do so, and after touching Huai Li's official document, Li Qian glanced at the deserted snowy grassland, helpless.

walked over and used three points of strength, and pulled Yang Ru away, Yang Ru was not strong, he had long lost that heroic spirit, no matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that Li Qian could only pull himself away, Yang Ru was hoarse but couldn't make any sound.

His throat was gurgling, and he was so anxious that he tried so hard that he saw a stream of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Uh..."

The eyes couldn't squeeze out tears, but they were about to squeeze out the blood, and Yang Ru was in pain.

Zhang Wan turned his head away, he couldn't bear to look at this scene, but after such a farewell effort, he saw a few shadows in the distance approaching quickly.

"Huh?"

Zhang Wan narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, trying to identify what it was.

Those shadows are not too high, but they can be seen to be very vigorous, on the snow as if walking on the ground, Zhang Wan's eyes can guess what it is, and he stood up suddenly, his face pale!

"The wolves are coming!"

It's broken, Li Qian's heart is also half cold, and when he arrives at the grassland, the last thing he can see is the wolves.

Especially in this cold winter season, all steppe wolves will spend the winter in groups, and once they meet, they will definitely die or live!

Zhang Wan and Li Qian stood up and looked around, not waiting to be prepared, just to see that the wolves had surrounded a few people.

"Whew!!"

A fierce and brutal wolf howl came, and the head wolf led by him was already standing in front of him.

Zhang Wan and Li Qian shrank back a few steps, their faces pale.

After counting the circles, there are at least twenty heads, and judging from the current situation, there are really dead and alive.

The ferocious head wolf slowly leaned forward, its mouth raised, its molars exposed, and the foul saliva dripped on the snow, smashing out a not shallow pit and quickly frozen.

The smell came to his face, and Li Qianzhang had already smelled it.

The wolves approached slowly, and there was no one to rescue them except the snowy sky in the surrounding wilderness.

Yang Ru's heart is like water, no matter how difficult it is to make a wave, when it comes to this, she doesn't want to summon ghost slaves to save her life anymore, even if she has a heart at such a distance, it takes time, not to mention that she has long been in love with life and death.

Holding Bai Changsheng in his arms, the two leaned together, but they were unusually warm:

"Xiao Changsheng, it seems that we are going to die together, accompany you for three thousand miles, live up to your heart, if you have a heart, you will definitely see it, right?"

The voice was like a yellow warbler out of the valley, tactful and melodious, splashing the most beautiful tragedy in the world, without regrets.

In Bai Changsheng's eyes, a tear flowed from the ear, his hands were lowered, and there was no sound.

"Whew!!"

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