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When Ian opened his eyes, it was already dusk. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His whole body was buried in the snow, and only one face was revealed, and it was precisely because of the one face that he was able to live until now. But his limbs were almost unconscious, and the snow was easily poured into his coat, and he felt as if he was unclothed now.

After lying in the snow for a while, he slowly crawled out of the snow. Although the process was a bit difficult, after all, both hands and legs were severely frostbitten, but it was still usable. Ian reckoned that if he woke up a little later, all his limbs would be useless.

There is silence in the snowy mountains, and the snow-capped mountains bathed in the dusk are pale gold, which looks peaceful and quiet. I couldn't tell that there was such a devastating disaster here just in the morning.

There is a huge snowy mountain, but Ian is the only one sitting alone in the snow. It was a feeling he was no stranger to, and even though he had been running away for ten years, it was like it happened yesterday.

It was as if the whole world was silent, leaving him alone.

"Again, it's annoying. Ian muttered to his feet from the snow, and then walked blankly. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know what he was supposed to do now. He lost everything in an avalanche. Beef jerky, butter tea, and that girl.

obviously said that he would not let go, but he slapped himself in the face at the next moment.

It's been ten years.

Ten years ago, he could only watch, watching familiar faces turn to ashes under his nose. Now, ten years later, he thought he was at least a little older, but he still couldn't do anything, not even hug the girl.

"Ahh

Dark red blood gushed out uncontrollably, followed by a sharp pain that pierced the heart. He fell to the ground with a pale face, and threw the dead skin out, but soon the wound on his arm began to itch again, the kind of itch that was even more unbearable.

He looked down at his arm, the wound was scarring at a visible rate.

He had been hiding one thing from everyone, that is, this wound was not caused by dragon fire, but dragon blood! He had been running away for so many years, not daring to tell anyone, and not daring to seek help from the hall, and it was for this reason!

He was the one who was infected with the blood of the Dragon Emperor.

"Please, leave me. Ian lay limp on the snow. His vision began to blur, and he seemed to see a touch of red not far away.

No, that's not an illusion.

Ian's eyes widened, he had seen the little red thing, and he immediately got up from the snow and crawled towards the red. If he was not mistaken, it was clearly a small red cloth bag containing dried lavender, and an ugly little girl was drawn on it, looking up at the moon.

It was the amulet that Ian gave to the Messiah!

Ian almost fell a big heel before he reached the amulet, and he excitedly picked up the amulet, only to find that the other end of the amulet's sling was still in the snow. So he began to shave the snow as if he had gone mad, until he found out the beautiful face of the Messiah.

Ian stretched out his slightly trembling hand and placed it under Messiah's nose, and found that there was still breathing, although the breathing was weak, but it was enough to make Ian ecstatic. He couldn't control his emotions a little, hugged the Messiah's face and kissed a few times, and finally hugged the Messiah and was unwilling to let go, and his words were a little choked: "Thank you, I didn't leave me alone this time." ”

On that night ten years ago, the little boy walked all over Liuyun Village, shouting hoarsely, but he couldn't find a living person from it. He was left alone in Liuyun Village, crying alone.

He thought that he was the only one left today, but he didn't expect that when all his thoughts were lost, he found that there was still someone with him.

Ian knew that the Messiah was in a bad state right now, so he carried her on his back, trying to find a warmer place. When he dragged the Messiah out of the snow, he saw a hand in the snow, clutching the Messiah's clothes.

Ian was silent as he recognized the hand, the hand that had been burned by the source of fire.

"Don't worry, Brother Call. Ian said earnestly to the hand, "I'll take care of the Messiah." ”

The hand seemed to understand Ian's words, and slowly drooped, becoming lifeless again. In so many days, this was probably the first time that Ian had spoken to Carl without joking, but Carl could no longer hear him.

Ian silently buried Carl's exposed hand in snow. Then he carried the Messiah on his back and left. Soon Ian felt that the heavens were in favor of him, and he found the wooden bow he had brought with him not far away, as well as dozens of wooden arrows scattered around. What's more, the dried beef in the package is still there, the pot with butter tea is poured, and the lid of the pot is gone, but there is still a little butter tea left in it.

In another corner, he found the body of another crusader member. From the bosom of the corpse, he pulled out several pieces of flint and steel, as well as a small piece of the source of fire. It's just that the silver cross crossbow doesn't know where it's buried, and the cross greatsword is still there, but it's too heavy, and Ian can't resist with the Messiah on his back.

With these things, Ian felt that he could still hold out for a while. Then he found a leeward cave, small but big enough to fit in. Ian laid the Messiah on the ground, took the helmet he had previously taken from the dead man's head, and shoveled snow outside. Then he used his own wooden arrows as firewood and began to make a fire to boil water.

It didn't take long for the snow to turn into boiling water, and during this time, Ian kept rubbing Messiah's face and limbs, and slowly, Messiah's pale face became rosy. When the water was boiling, Ian fed the Messiah a few more mouthfuls of water before finally lying on the ground tired.

He has done everything that should be done, and as for whether the Messiah can survive, it can only depend on the will of God.

By the time all this was done, it was already dark. He ushered in the second night of entering the snowy mountain, and there were too many changes on the first night. Ian had a headache when he thought about it, so he simply slept with his eyes closed, anyway, in his current state, everything is dead, and it can only depend on luck, so it is better to be open-minded.

After squinting his eyes for a while, he still felt a little uneasy, so he took the Messiah in his arms and fell into a deep sleep against the wall.