Jin Yi looked at the Wuji Patriarch in front of him, who was usually calm and self-controlled, and was now very obviously full of uneasiness, biting his lower lip, after all, he didn't step forward to ask anything.

You have to get through it, you have to get through it! She nervously folded her hands and closed her eyes in silent prayer.

What happened outside was not clear, and at this time, she went through several tosses and turns, and finally stood up tremblingly.

At this time, she was like a bloody person, abrupt and terrifying in a blank of white. www.. m..

Zhuohua's hands were firmly supporting his knees, and his upper body was bent, concentrating all the strength of his body on his hands.

Her body was shaking, and several times she was shaking and almost causing her own hands to slide down.

"Whew, whew, whew."

Zhuohua breathed rapidly, and his expression was a little sad.

She raised her head and looked at the endless "white paradise", and didn't know where to go for a while.

Just when she felt very dazed, the surroundings gradually darkened. She looked around for some reason, and then, a little nervously, swallowed.

The darkness almost swallowed the place completely, leaving only a straight and narrow path.

It seems that even the light is particularly fond of her, and this road is right at the foot of Zhuohua.

She didn't know where the road leads, or if it can actually take her out of this hellish place.

However, Zhuohua still chose to fight.

She gritted her teeth and struggled to move her steps.

It was just one step, and half of her strength was drained.

With a mortal body in such a cold place for a long time, not freezing Zhuohua to death can be regarded as a blessing in her misfortune.

At this moment, her legs were as stiff as two wooden stakes.

Her fingers were also slightly purple from the cold, and it was difficult to do even the simplest bend.

Zhuohua is like an old woman who has entered her old age, and her movements are slow.

Her expression became a little glazed, and her eyes became a little glazed.

She was like a puppet with her soul drained, moving mechanically without a soul.

Zhuohua walked with stiff steps, towards the bright distance that did not know the end.

Gradually, she felt that she seemed to have reached the limit of her body, and even her willpower could not support her to keep going.

Finally, only to hear the sound of "plop", Zhuohua fell heavily into the snow with his face on the ground. The fastest network update Mobile::/m.. /

The fall was heavy, but it wasn't as painful as she expected.

Maybe it was because the snow was still thick, or maybe it was because she was numb to the pain.

Zhuohua's face was buried in the snow and stayed for a moment.

This fall made her sober up a lot.

She paused, lifted her head, and shook it vigorously. The snow turned into droplets of water and hung on her eyelashes, blurring her vision slightly.

She sniffed and found that her body was a little weak, and it was unlikely that she would be able to stand up.

Looking at the exit that was always out of reach, Zhuohua's heart was a little anxious.

She pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, and her eyes suddenly became very determined.

Zhuohua stiffly and slowly stretched forward for the first time, her hand buried deep in the cold snow Zheng her knees bent slightly, her foot kicked violently, and the whole person moved forward a little.

She looked back at the distance she had traveled, feeling a little powerless.