It was, it was the most beautiful thing I could imagine in the dark and miserable night, with the sudden sound of a woman mixed with the sound of wind and snow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

So, when I thought about it, my blood rushed all over my body. I imagined that if it was really in the frozen ground, there were really some city ladies and women alive in that vast garden of hospitality, and in that situation, it would be a matter of great joy to be able to make people happy!

So, I couldn't help but be impulsive, and my blood flowed, and I felt that what had just sounded two times should be the heart-rending cries for help of the weak women who might still be alive in the garden of the Hospitality Garden in the rear. I can't die without help, we are somewhat connected to each other, and I can put all disputes aside for a while. I felt that my decision at that time was very unusual, and that it should have been extremely contrary to my wishes for a charitable act.

But at that time, I really didn't want the garden of hospitality where I was to really become a corpse garden after dawn the next day, with corpses towering over the bones! Otherwise, even if I lived with the city lord Pang no matter how sweet and happy I lived in the sun and moon after that, even if it was possible to achieve the situation of only the two of us, I would live in the garden in a terrible and unpeaceful place. Besides, with the performance of the Pang City Lord, even if all the City Lady Women in the garden are frozen to death, I can't guarantee 100% that the City Lord Pang will not recruit other City Lady......

When I thought of it, I suddenly resented the Pang City Lord, hated it so much, I completely lost my mind, I blamed myself for the man I fell in love with, and then I struggled to pull back and pull back my hands from the wind that had been pushed so tightly in the thick quilt that I had been stuffed in.

But at that time I didn't know what the reason was, I felt like my arms were frozen, it could also be like they were numb from freezing, I tried several times to no avail, I tried many ways, flipped my wrists, and found that my arms were frozen together with the thick, which should have become wet in all kinds of tossing, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became.

I then became even more desperate, desperate, with all my strength to pull back my arms, twisting my arms to twist the hard quilt, at the same time as I used almost all my strength for the last time, I thought that my arms had been loosened, and had begun to pull out of the frozen quilt little by little, but I finally pulled back my arms only to find that the cold snow wind outside was blowing my head and face again, blowing up and down my body, blowing me up!

The moment I suddenly woke up, I realized that it was my arm that had been pulled back and pulled out along with the quilt that had been tightly tucked into the window.

The moment I came to my senses, I hurried to my knees and crawled away, in case the wind rolled up again and blew me out of the window.

I crawled on the snow in the house in the cold, and I crawled to the door of my sleeping house by the wind from behind.

As soon as I approached the door of my sleeping room, I suddenly heard in my ears again a terrible cry of grief and despair, a woman's cry!

When I knew all this, I suddenly became desperate, and my arms with the thick quilt shook as hard as I could on the floor of the house next to the door, and shook hard, and shook hard, and I was able to soften and crisp the quilt, and I fell to the point where my arm could be withdrawn, and to the wet quilt that was soft enough to be thrown on top of my shoulders again.

Immediately after, I listened to the wind and snow blowing in from the window behind me, I took the opportunity to get up and open the door decisively, but I was blown upside down by the strong, deafening cold wind from the north, I turned over and landed, and continued to meet the cold wind, crawling out of the house slowly and slowly with one hand and one foot.

At that time, I still remember the cold that came to me. But when I had opened the door, and when I had poked my head out of the door, I heard not only the roar of the wind and snow howling outside, but also the cry of more than one man among the many ladies and women of the city in the vast garden below. The voice was mournful with a wail, with unbearability, with despair.

I was suddenly overjoyed, and I knew that it was probably the roar of the ladies and ladies of the city that had reached my ears through the vast white snow and mist. I then firmly believed in my heart that there were still survivors among them, they were just many of them who couldn't resist at all, and they couldn't resist the endless pain and suffering brought by the icy and snowy world outside, and they wanted to give in, but they should have been tortured by the cold environment so that they couldn't move at all, and they couldn't escape.

I understood their feelings very well then, and I felt very sympathetic to their plight, and I thought of going down to see them, for I could tell from the sound of the approaching voices below that the comforting voices of the guards of the city during the day had long since disappeared, and the loud cries of the little cook, or the sound of any man in the garden below.

According to my guess, according to my guess, there should be only hundreds of city ladies and women in the frozen city in the garden covered by the wind and snow below, suffering there and waiting for their lives.

As I thought about it, I turned around and pulled at the wide quilt that was pressed over top of me, and I felt that the surface of the quilt was quickly frozen again, and I continued to lean down and crawl like a big turtle.

During that crawl, the direction became extremely clear, and I wanted to see if the desperate situation of those city ladies and women in the vast **** garden below could still be rescued. Although I don't want so many city ladies and women to share with me the Pang City Lord, I don't want to listen to their heart-rending cries of pain and turn a deaf ear. After all, no matter what, their original intentions are mostly innocent, and I think that after all, they are innocent. It's just that, I think it must be, the great sorrow of the Pang City Lord is too quick and too unexpected, which may cause the ice water they are trapped in to freeze quickly, and it just so happens that they still want to fight stubbornly, so that their lower legs are completely frozen, and they can't extricate themselves or save themselves. (To be continued.) )