Over the barren snowfield, black shadows landed on the ground, and the recruits in cold suits quickly sorted out their equipment and hurriedly set off along the route of the map.

Under the corner of the mountain range, the Su Yuan and Su Zhe brothers and sisters who landed nearby converged with Ding Chongfeng and Fang Mo.

"It's so cold in this place."

Su Zhe rubbed his arms together and exhaled a breath of hot air, following closely behind Su Yuan and the others.

"It's okay here, but when we get a little higher altitude, the temperature will be ridiculously low." Ding Chongfeng replied, "Coupled with the gradually thinning air concentration and fatigue after a long journey, it will soon push people's bodies to the limit......

Now while our physical strength is still relatively intact, we should speed forward as quickly as possible, after all, we don't know the location of everyone else now, and once we unknowingly fall behind the rear of the large army, there is a risk of being eliminated. ”

"Ding Chongfeng is right." Fang Mo nodded slightly, "We have just landed, when everyone's morale is at its highest, everyone will definitely do their best to rush forward, if we still retain our strength, we may be eliminated in the first stage." ”

"What about Zhenzhen and Lu Baoyu?"

"It's really when I parachuted, I landed somewhere else with the big team, Lu Baoyu...... He must have rushed to the front alone. Fang Mo sighed.

"Let's hurry up, this first section of the snow field journey should be the easiest and easiest in the whole journey, as long as we hike over it, we strive to cross the snow field and frozen lake in one day, so that we will definitely not be eliminated."

Ding Chongfeng took a step forward and walked forward.

Fang Mo and Su Yuan followed closely.

Just after taking two steps, Fang Mo seemed to notice something, stopped, turned his head to look, and saw that Su Zhe was still standing alone in place, not moving.

"Su Zhe?"

"I thought about it, and I thought, we still can't go together." Su Zhe said solemnly, "I still have a very clear understanding of my own physical fitness, and each of the three of you has the ability to complete the journey in the end...... But I can't.

With my garbage constitution, I can last a day or two at most, and then I should be tired to crawl in the snow like a dead dog, and if we walk together, you will definitely slow down and wait for me, so that I will become a burden to you. ”

Fang Mo and the others glanced at each other and shook their heads.

"You're not a burden." Fang Mo said calmly, "When Shangjing City was in turmoil, you chose to stay and save me, and now, I will never abandon you."

Believe it or not, even if the three of us take turns carrying you, we can carry you on Gonger Mountain. ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Su Zhe's mouth, but he still waved his hand,

"I understand your kindness, but I still have to show face...... Let's go. ”

Seeing that Fang Mo and the three of them were still standing in place, Su Zhe's brows furrowed slightly.

He simply sat on the snowfield,

"If you don't leave, I'll just sit here and don't move, anyway, I'm going to be eliminated, and being eliminated on the first night is no different from being eliminated again later."

Seeing Su Zhe's appearance of being determined to be tough to the end, Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng's faces became embarrassed.

"Leave him alone."

His sister Su Yuan glanced at him, turned around expressionlessly, dragged Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng, walked into the distance, and said lightly, "He can't support the wall himself, don't drag others down...... Let's go. ”

Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng were dragged away by Su Yuan, and the two glanced at each other, their eyes full of complicated colors.

As the three of them left, in the ice and snow, only Su Zhe was left sitting alone on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, and when I couldn't see their figures anymore, Su Zhe smiled helplessly, staggered up from the spot, patted the dust on his body, and strode forward.

……

On top of a high mountain cliff.

Lin Qiye looked at the endless snowfields around him, and seemed to be a little bored.

The third leg of the journey he was sitting on was still a long way from where the recruits landed, and it was impossible to detect the situation at the forefront with either his eyesight or mental power, but since Jiang Er, who was in charge of the first leg of the journey, did not send a message, it meant that everything was as usual.

He slowly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the asylum of the gods.

Hospital.

The noonday sun shone on the spacious and tidy hospital, and the nurses downstairs were busy preparing lunch, and the thunderbeast Rifle lay on the roof of the ward, yawning lazily.

It rested its head on its furry paws and closed its eyes comfortably, ready to begin its wonderful nap.

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind it.

Rifle's cat hair exploded violently, and before it could start to discharge, a hand had already grabbed its neck and carried it in the air.

The frightened Rifle turned around and saw an indifferent monkey face.

Sun Wukong was wrapped in the broken robe, carrying Laifu's neck with one hand, this eight-dimensional mirror spirit of the pseudo-god realm, at this moment, was like a little cat with no power to resist, and was grabbed in the air by him at will.

"Meow ——!!"

Rifle struggled violently.

"Don't shout." Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed and he spoke lightly.

Laifu quickly closed his mouth and looked at Sun Wukong innocently, his face full of horror.

"I ask you, you've been lying on it for so long, have you seen where Blaki is hiding?" Sun Wukong said coldly.

Laifu was stunned for a moment, remembered for a while, and shook his head quickly.

Sun Wukong snorted, casually threw the blessing aside, and the nimble cat fled the scene quickly with a light touch on the top floor of the sick building, as if it was hiding from some kind of plague god.

Sun Wukong frowned, his eyes swept over the huge hospital, and he lowered his head and pondered.

A moment later, a figure walked up the stairs and slowly walked up to him.

Gilgamesh, dressed in the gray cloth that resembled a royal robe, stood on the roof of the sick room, his gaze sweeping everything under his feet, and his expression seemed to be a little displeased.

"On the kitchen side, there is none."

"The hospital is so big, he can't go anywhere." Sun Wukong said calmly, "He is not here, and there is less passion in the battle." ”

"Agreed."

Gilgamesh nodded slightly, "Epic wars always need some rousing soundtrack to set off the atmosphere. ”

The two of them stood quietly at the top of the hospital, searching every corner of the hospital little by little, like two hungry wolves looking for prey, exuding a dangerous and terrifying aura.