The dancing snow will freeze thousands of miles, and any creature that wants to survive will have to rely on itself.

Mu Li was in the hut of the company camp, except for the slight sound of jumping when the candle burned.

The snow is also because the night is not so distinct.

It is not easy for anyone to run seventeen miles under the ice and snow, even the unparalleled genius of Mo Yutang fell to the ground after running a few steps, and a person like Meng Qingyi would lack some stamina after all. It's just that this person only single-handedly fought his way out of the encirclement of the nine five-person groups, and he really didn't blame him.

After running for seventeen miles, it is really ruthless to let the newcomers frog jump back.

Mu Li is not a ruthless person, he has always helped as much as he can, but in the matter of training, he is extremely ruthless, because wandering in the rivers and lakes has always been cruel, if he can teach some people to break their dreams and make them retreat from the difficulties, it is also a merit.

So Mu Li waited slowly in the house, and from time to time, he would prick up his ears and listen to the wind and waves outside.

At first, of course, all you could hear was the howling wind.

Now that we are entering the coldest weather of winter, people with thin bodies will even be blown out by strong winds if they don't pay attention.

Mu Li couldn't help but be a little worried about Sun Yongwen.

Once he thought of Sun Yongwen, Mu Li couldn't help but feel sad for him. Of course, literati scholars have the soft training methods of literati scholars, but the batch that Sun Yongwen encountered, each of them has a strong body, and it is undoubtedly not possible to train softly. There is even a remnant of the void in the middle, and if you want to try your own bloody thirteen trainings, you will suffer this Wen Ru.

The sound of snowflakes splashing in the wind gradually increased.

Mu Li recognized that it was a snowflake that had been smashed into the snow and collapsed.

These dying people are full of exhaustion, and the most tired thing is, of course, the feet. The pain starts from the foot plate, the ankle must be sore, the knee is full of numbness, and the crotch is almost falling apart at any time.

With such a pair of feet frog jumping between heaven and earth, of course, it can't be controlled.

But it's close, after all.

Mu Li got up, Tong Ling's eyes were full of curiosity, and he couldn't help but speculate about who grabbed the first.

Only at this moment, let him no longer be a middle-aged man who has understood the world, but like a passionate teenager.

But after all, the boy is no longer a teenager.

Too much helplessness makes him force himself to become cold, because too many times the hard chase has turned into a flashy bubble.

In front of the lonely company camp, I have begun to breathe.

The curling snort would be like a cloud of smoke in the cold air.

Suddenly, Mu Li's eyes tightened.

At this moment, my heart hung in the air.

Muli's ears are so sharp, and he can hear them well.

The two of them were holding their breath at the same time, as if they were making a final sprint.

So the muffled sound of the body slamming on the snow in the sky and on the ground became more and more intense, one after another, apparently competing with each other, competing to arrive first.

There is nothing competitive between young people, but they are two crumbling bodies!

Mu Li finally couldn't sit still, Mu Li stood up, and the wooden table that was in the way was even pushed away by him, strode to the door, and pushed the door open.

Although it was night, there was still a white light piercing the eye sockets.

It was probably too bright, and the white light even pierced his eyes.

Otherwise, how could there be a few tears in the eyes?

Mu Li should always find some excuse to deceive himself!