The pungent smell of disinfectant water lingered for a long time, and the young man lying on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in shock, and suddenly looked around.

Seeing that there was no one next to the hospital bed, there was more self-blame and loss in his dazed eyes.

This person is Qi Liang, and he is unconscious after that great battle, and he continues to this day.

At this time, the little nurse in charge of nursing walked in, and when she saw that Qi Liang had woken up, she smiled in surprise:

"Are you awake? Did you know that you've been in a coma for three days? ”

"Have you been in a coma for three days?"

Qi Liang lowered his head and muttered to himself.

With a sigh, he got up and left the bed, and walked out in slippers and a hospital gown under the puzzled gaze of the little nurse.

"Wait, where are you going? You're not healed yet! ”

The little nurse hurriedly followed out as she spoke, wanting to see what Qi Liang wanted to do.

Qi Liang dragged his tired body to the nurse's station and greeted him politely:

"Hello, sister nurse, I have to be discharged from the hospital."

The head nurse sitting in front of the computer didn't raise her head and continued to be busy:

"Name? Bed number? ”

"Bed 0625, Bai Qiliang." Qi Liang looked forward to the road and replied gently.

The head nurse swirled around the keyboard, glanced at the medical records, and asked suspiciously:

"You're going to be discharged?" She looked at Qi Liang seriously, "But you've only been hospitalized for three days, and you still need to be observed." ”

After Qi Liang got a negative answer, he was not surprised, but a little lost, shook his head, turned around and walked towards the ward.

The nurse in charge of nursing walked in again, holding a mobile phone in her hand, which belonged to Qi Liang.

"This was given to me by your friends, and they asked me to pass it on to you." The nurse smiled and handed the phone to Qi Liang, and the beautiful dimples bloomed with the smile.

"Thank you."

Qi Liang took the phone and turned it on quickly. The black screen slowly lit up, and a pop-up window popped up.

Click on the pop-up window, it is a text message sent by Lao Wu:

Sixth, let's go to Kunlun Mountain to rescue Xiaobai, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and wait for us to send Xiaobai to your arms intact, hehe.

Looking at the text message, Qi Liang frowned, did Zang Feng and Qian Yingyue still run away that day?

No, I'll have to go myself.

Qi Liang still can't rest assured that Xiaobai, after this period of getting along, he has already treated Xiaobai as a family member.

Since he came out of the orphanage, whether it is studying or working, he is all alone.

Now he has found a long-lost emotion in Xiaobai, although he can't define what kind of emotion it is now, but there is no doubt that Xiaobai has become the most important person in his life.

Seeing that the nurse had gone out, Qi Liang immediately took out his clothes from the bedside table, locked the door, and changed it.

After everything was done, Qi Liang walked out of the ward as if nothing had happened, like an unrelated person who had come to visit the patient.

…………

Kunlun Xu, a mountain range with all kinds of mysterious legends from ancient times to the present, is more than 5,000 meters above sea level.

The wind howled and roared into the valley like the whimper of the devil and the roar of a wild beast.

Wind and snow cover this ancient mountain range, and the perennial cold environment is intimidating.

Now, a series of footprints follow the mountain, leading to the top of the mountain with no summit in sight. The wind and snow are eating away at the footprints, and it won't be long before this place becomes a snow-capped mountain that no one cares about.

Under a crack in the rock, Qu Jie, whose face was frozen and stiff, was fiddling with his phone, his stiff fingers no longer as flexible as before, and he clicked awkwardly at the phone.

After clicking for a long time, he finally sent a text message, he smiled with relief, loaded his phone, and rubbed his rough hands that were already covered with chilblains repeatedly.

His lips were chapped from the cold and lack of oxygen, and his skin was white and dead layer by layer, and his whole body trembled under the rock crevices.

He was tracking the fat man and the mysterious man here, and his years of professional experience told him that this matter was not simple, and that only by putting a long line could he catch a big fish.

This point coincides with Long Shuo.

He saw with his own eyes that the two men and the two who had caught Xiaobai converge and rented a car with a fake certificate.

So, the tracking trip began, and Qu Jie didn't expect that they would take Xiaobai to a place where birds don't.

I didn't prepare at all, I was freezing to death, if I hadn't inherited the pig, my body would have been much better, and I would have gone to the box lunch because of the high anti-collar.

Later, he contacted Long Shuo and told Long Shuo their approximate route, and the reply he got was:

"Keep tracking, don't expose yourself, and protect yourself if necessary!"

Thinking of this, Qu Jie smiled, took a deep breath, and touched the row of footprints.

His tiny body was gradually submerged in the wind and snow.

At the foot of the mountain, the old members of the flood team gathered together to count the supplies needed to go up the mountain.

The lush meadows at the foot of the mountain are separated from the snow on the mountain, just like the hard-working Qu Jie and the well-equipped squad below.

"Long Da, is this mission really okay?" Several people looked at each other, and the fifth child asked the questions in their hearts for everyone.

"The Guardian Higher-ups decide personally, and we just need to carry it out." Long Shuo looked at a few people and said.

"As for support, there are other teams rushing to this side."

After Long Shuo finished speaking, he skillfully lit a Huazi, inhaled hard, and spit out one smoke ring after another.

This Huazi was given by the dead fat man.

Qiu Lan's beautiful eyes lit up, looking at Long Shuo with admiration, for this perfect man in her heart, she felt that smoking was so handsome, but she still said with concern:

"Long Da, smoke less, the altitude here is high, and it is easy to be high."

Without a trace, the dragon snuffed out the cigarette, put it in his pocket, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Everyone is an inheritor, and no one will worry about the high anti-reaction, right?"

Several people looked at each other, nodded affirmatively and replied, "No!" ”

If Qu Jie on the mountainside was angry when he saw this scene, he was also the inheritor, why did I freeze to death on this?

"Then, let's go up the mountain."

"Roger!"

Everyone responded in unison, and their eyes gradually filled with a look of determination.

After that, a few people walked towards the snow-white peak, and the bent grass stubbornly raised its head, looking at the snow-capped mountain from afar.

…………

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the four of them stood opposite each other, and there was a sack in the middle, in which lay a girl in white.

The wind and snow on the top of the mountain became even heavier, and the cold air stung the cheeks of several people, and the white breath they exhaled was carried away by the wind in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

The topography of the mountain is relatively flat, and the perennial snow covers it, making it difficult to see the whole picture, as if you are just on a huge ice rink.

"Hey, the old lady is about to be blown into a popsicle, what's the matter with you?" Qian Yingyue complained to the person opposite, "Can it be done?" ”

"What's the hurry, can't you wait a few hours?" The ruffian young man with a cigarette in his mouth spoke comfortingly.

"See how this little girl is?" Zang Feng said at this time.

The fat man leaned over, looked at Xiaobai, who was wrapped in a few quilts, and nodded slowly:

"There shouldn't be any problem."