Before Wangdu Airport, Qi Liang, who was wearing hiking shoes and a blue jacket, walked out of the airport hall.

Looking at this airport in the middle of the mountains, take a deep breath and walk in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

He had to go and join Long Shuo as soon as possible, and before getting on the plane, he sent a message to Lao Wu, who informed him that they were going to climb the mountain.

The longer the time drags on, the more dangerous Xiaobai becomes, and the more uncertain it becomes.

Looking at the few passengers and the few vehicles, Qi Liang sighed, pulled his backpack, and set off.

I don't know how long I walked, Qi Liang's breathing was a little out of rhythm, and his head was a little dizzy.

He was already injured and had not recovered, and he was running all the way, and he was indeed a little unbearable.

He put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath, but his eyes were stubbornly fixed ahead.

After resting for a while, he walked slowly forward with heavy steps, stubborn and strong.

At this time, a truck sped past him, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

The smoke and dust buried Qi Liang, and the sound of violent coughing resounded in it, Qi Liang's coughing face turned red, and tears couldn't stop flowing out.

But he didn't care at all, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and when the smoke cleared, he continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a familiar figure, who got out of the truck and was standing in front of a stone tablet, looking at its contents.

"Why are you here?" Qi Liang was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, quickly ran to the figure, and shouted in a crying voice.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had seen this figure, and he felt that he was suddenly out of this world.

The man turned his head when he heard the voice and looked at the tall Qi Liang.

Her eyebrows are thick, her eyes are large, her mouth is thin, her nose is straight, and her face is very three-dimensional.

Qi Liang looked at this girl's appearance, and a sourness welled up in his heart.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged her: "Jiamo! “

He looked at this familiar face, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Qianying, who was hugged by him, frowned slightly, pushed Qi Liang away hard, and didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Qi Liang was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he hurriedly chased after him.

His steps were urgent, but after he ran around a corner, the man had long since disappeared.

Qi Liang paused in place, looking at the empty front, his heart was bitter, and a helpless sadness arose.

Hasn't she come back yet?

Is she really gone? Is this a hallucination?

Why, this time the separation was so difficult, and even the last one could not meet.

He was really unwilling. It's really unwilling, and the person I like the most dies in front of me.

Now that even the closest people are nowhere to be found, Qi Liang only feels that his head is buzzing.

He crouched down, covered his forehead, tears trickling down his fingers and falling to the ground. Splash around the water lines.

At this time, a car came over and stopped. A man jumped out of the car, walked next to Qi Liang and asked, "Brother." What happened to you? “

Qi Liang raised his head and saw a strange man.

Seeing that Qi Liang didn't reply, the man said again: "Brother, are you uncomfortable?" If you need help, you can tell your buddy, brother, I will do my best to help you. “

Qi Liang shook his head, stood up and said softly:

"It's okay, I've just seen an old man."

At this time, the co-driver of the man's truck got down again and slowly walked to Qi Liang's side.

"Hey, are you leaving?"

Qi Liang was stunned for a moment, staring directly at the familiar and unfamiliar woman in front of him.

It was the woman who was hugged tightly by Qi Liang just now.

"Hey, you're mistaken, I'm not called Jiamo, my name is Yin Jiatong!" The girl said with an unkind face, obviously haunted by what had just happened. He added, "Jiamo is my sister, and she is dead. ”

Seeing that the girl in front of him looked a little sad, Qi Liang calmed down, it turned out to be the sister of the old man.

The man who was obviously the driver smiled heartily:

"Brother, where are you going? Maybe I can give you a ride. ”

Qi Liang pursed his dry lips, took out his mobile phone, and showed the man the photos in the mobile phone.

After the man saw it, he patted Qi Liang on the shoulder, almost patted the weak Qi Liang to the ground, and smiled:

"Isn't this Kunlun Mountain, let's go there too, you can just take a ride."

Qi Liang glanced at the man and the girl named Jia Tong, and smiled reluctantly:

"Then ...... Thank you. ”

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On the truck, the man drove the car while humming a northwest song, and the girl named Jia Tong looked at Qi Liang from time to time.

As soon as Qi Liang found out, she immediately put it aside, obviously being a thief.

Under the dark sky, the truck was moving at great speed, Qi Liang looked at the scenery outside the window through the glass window, and blinked the raindrops in the corner of his eyes.

Looking at the girl in front of him, he remembered Jiamo, the two of them were simply carved out of the same mold, and it also evoked his memories.

There were no words all the way, and the car continued to drive towards its destination.

It was dark, but not completely.

The vast white snow on the snow-capped mountains still makes the area look a little bright.

When Long Shuo found Qu Jie, who had fainted, the guy was putting his palm into his chest, as if it was used to keep warm.

After playing sign language, Lao Wu lightly took out a quilt, wrapped Qu Jie in it, and put it in a leeward place to hide.

Several people cautiously stared at the four people in the middle of the mountaintop, waiting for Long Shuo to give the order to attack.

"Huh? I said, how long will it take for this Nima? Fat man, I'm frozen and thin! The fat man trembled and shook his fat body.

Zang Feng glanced at the fat man with disgust, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

Qian Yingyue next to her rubbed her slender fingers, spit out a breath of hot air, and comforted:

"Wait a minute, isn't Chen Zhenghui very sure?" She glanced at the ruffian young man with a cigarette in his mouth with a subtle look in her eyes.

The fat man looked at Chen Zhenghui again at this time, and said in confusion:

"Big brother, you smoke all day long, why don't you smoke?"

"Hehe......"

In response to him was Chen Zhenghui's sneer.

"Idiot!"

"Don't you know that you can't catch fire in this weather?" Zang Feng smiled contemptuously.

"An idiot, too." Qian Yingyue covered her mouth, "It must be that he has altitude sickness!" ”

The altitude of more than 6,000 meters is quite affecting breathing, anyway, I have never seen a normal person smoking at such a high place.

The moon slowly rises over the horizon, bright with a hint of scarlet, round and large.

Seeing the moon come out, the young man with a cigarette in his mouth flashed a trace of unknown meaning in his eyes, and spit the cigarette in his mouth on the ground.

Several others followed his gaze, looking at the huge full moon in the deep sky, releasing a white and holy light.

"Wait...... Wait a minute......"

The handsome young man muttered, his expression full of obsession.