Chapter 33: The Battle of the Snowfield

At the moment of hanging in the air, Zhuge Ming couldn't help but exhale softly, and under his eyes, the snow fell like a waterfall, and all fell into the dark abyss at the bottom of his feet.

His scalp was numb, his hands clung to the edge of the cliff, and as his strength was exhausted, his hand bones turned white, and green tendons burst out, and his body still couldn't stop sinking, sinking again.

It's over, I'm going to fall to death.

Zhuge Mingqiang held his breath, and at the moment when his hands couldn't hold it anymore, his feet suddenly climbed the mountain hard.

No, he still can't climb up, he looked up and thought desperately.

At this moment, under the narrow and narrow clear sky, a hand suddenly appeared, slender and white, he was stunned, and heard someone above him shouting at him: "Grab the hand, I will pull you up." ”

Liu Ruyan stretched out her hand and leaned towards him.

"Brother Liu!" Zhuge Ming was surprised and delighted, and his broad palm firmly grasped her.

Liu Ruyan clenched her teeth, her feet were deep in the snow, she leaned back, and struggled to pull the other party up little by little.

Zhuge Ming had just popped out of his head, and he saw her pale face, and before he could say thanks, he heard a soft sound in his ears.

"Click-"

The rope tied to the tree in Liu Ruyan's hurry was finally overwhelmed and began to break at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At the last moment, Zhuge Ming stretched out a hand in front of him again, and the old voice sounded above his head: "Catch the old man." ”

At this moment, footsteps came from not far away: "There's movement over there, hurry up and take a look!" ”

Seeing the villagers coming, Zhuge Ming begged in a choked voice: "You don't care about me, go quickly." ”

Zhang Huairen gasped and grabbed him hard: "What stupid things to say." ”

"Really, leave me alone, just do something good before I die, just don't bother you."

"Nonsense!" Zhang Huairen shouted, "If you are looking for death at a young age, you will all give the old man a good life!" ”

Zhuge Ming was stunned, stared at the two hands in front of him, gritted his teeth, and climbed the mountain with his feet again, exerting his strength.

"Hold on." Zhang Huairen held his breath and tried his best to rescue him, and his old face suddenly turned iron-blue.

As Zhuge Ming climbed out of the abyss, the three of them sat on the ground like a loss of strength.

"Ahem-" Zhang Huairen clenched his fist and coughed softly.

"Elder Zhang?" Zhuge Ming knelt down and crawled over, and saw that his face was very ugly, so he wanted to take his pulse.

"It's an old problem." Zhang Huairen shook his head, "If it's not in the way, let's leave quickly." ”

Zhuge Ming didn't doubt him, got up and patted Xuemo, helped Dr. Zhang and walked towards the depths of the forest.

The three of them quickened their pace, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain shortly after, temporarily escaping from the pursuit.

Zhang Huairen gasped as he walked, he clutched his chest tightly, and staggered through the snow, suddenly, there was a heart-piercing pain in his chest.

He lowered his head and choked on blood, and the old man's thin body fell to the ground.

"Doctor Zhang!" Zhuge Ming's palms tightened.

Liu Ruyan turned her head and hurriedly squatted down to check: "What is he?" ”

Zhuge Ming stretched out his hand and put it on the old man's wrist, and after a long time, he said slowly: "He has a heart disease." ”

And now, Dr. Zhang has long since lost his skills......

Feeling the old man's gradually weakening pulse, Zhuge Ming closed his eyes and covered the tears under his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he gently lifted the old man up and carried it on his back: "You are also old, why didn't you say it earlier if you have a heart disease." ”

Doctor Zhang sighed: "It's an old problem, and it can't be cured." ”

Zhuge Ming sighed with emotion: "It's the same...... Not all the diseases in this world can be cured......"

Zhuge Ming's bloated body carried the old man on his back, and every step of the way was extremely difficult.

"It's a pity that the villagers of Taiping Village, the old man is really powerless."

"Why do you still think about this, if it weren't for them, we would not have ended up in this field."

Zhang Huairen shook his head, his lips opened: "Heaven is heavy on medicine, and medicine is benevolent, and they are all poor people." ”

"Yes, yes, fine medicine is important, benevolence benefits the world." Zhuge Ming followed along.

Seeing that the old man's breath was weakening, Zhuge Ming tightened his palms and asked casually: "You are sixty years old, and at such an age, your great-grandson can also walk." ”

Zhang Huairen thought of the well-behaved young child at home, and a smile hung on his lips.

Doctor Zhang, look, there is Orion's hut in front, we are saved! Zhuge Ming looked up.

He laughed, but the old man on his back closed his eyes forever, and his hands slipped off his shoulders.

Dropping...... Hang down slowly......

"Dr. Zhang?"

"Dr. Zhang?"

"Doctor Zhang!"

The last sound was when he cried and shouted, and when Liu Ruyan looked back, in the snow, a fat man with small eyes full of tears.

Zhuge Ming looked at her like this, and said in a difficult voice: "Doctor Zhang...... Went to ......"

He couldn't cry, slowly squatted down, and laid Dr. Zhang flat on the ground.

Under the clear blue sky, the old man's eyes were closed, and there was a smile on his lips.

Liu Ruyan watched quietly like this, without saying a word, until a gust of wind rose from the ground.

Above the woods, the pine leaves swayed, churning like waves, and she closed her eyes, and the sound of the wind whimpered in her ears, echoing for a long time in the empty snowfield.

The wind is blowing......

The wind gradually stopped, and when Liu Ruyan opened her eyes again, she saw Zhuge Ming wrapping Zhang Huairen's body with his coat, and then tied the old man to his back with a rope.

"I have to carry Dr. Zhang back to town." He gritted his teeth, picked up the body, and walked out of the woods with determination.

Liu Ruyan didn't answer, walked side by side with him, and it didn't take long for him to get out of the woods.

Waiting outside the woods was a group of hunters, each riding a foal and carrying a saber in his hand.

Zhuge Ming didn't have a coat to keep warm, and he breathed a cold breath in his mouth: "Why do these hunters look bad at coming?" ”

Liu Ruyan lowered her eyes coldly and clenched the dagger in her hand: "These people are coming at us." ”

"It's really from Taiping Village." Zhuge Ming's heart was like a drum, "It seems that this time there is no escape." ”

Liu Ruyan held the dagger in front of him, his expression was unprecedentedly vigilant, "I'll go and draw their attention, as soon as you have the opportunity, you will quickly escape, and out of this snowfield is Kengkou Village." ”

"What about you?"

Liu Ruyan glanced at him: "I'll meet you later." ”

Zhuge Ming looked at Orion again, his eyes hesitant. It is said that they are outnumbered, and Brother Liu's figure may not be their opponent.

"Don't go yet!" She shouted.

"Alright, alright, I'll go." Zhuge Ming responded indiscriminately, hiding aside and seeing the opportunity.

Liu Ruyan turned to face the horse team, her knees slightly bent, her eyes narrowed, one hand holding a knife in front of her, and the other hand clenched into a fist.

In the vast snowfield, seven strong men galloped and raised countless snowflakes.

The saber glows faintly and coldly under the winter sun, like a cold pool in the middle of the night, icy and biting.

Blue sky, snowy land, chaotic horses.

Liu Ruyan's wrist moved slightly, and suddenly, a double-edged dagger shot out, brushing through the dust, piercing the void, and entering with a horse's mane, stabbing a horse in the throat.

Almost instantly, blood splattered three feet, and the red raged.

The horse's tall body slammed into the ground, and several horses neighed in fright, and raised their front hooves high, knocking the strong man to the ground.

They all cursed, and got up from the snow in an embarrassed manner, staring at the comer.

Not far away, a gray-shirted young man stood under the blue sky, his eyebrows were cold, and the young man no longer had any blades in his hands.