He began to continue carving, a knife fell, the wood carving gradually took shape, until another ten years passed, when the wood carving was more than ninety percent completed, the outside world, even colder.

The whimpering wind kept blowing, the food became less and less, and the cold in the cave increased day by day, and gradually, more and more people, after falling asleep, never woke up again, and when they were found, they were already corpses.

When this kind of thing began to spread, when the temperature in this cave was about the same as outside, and even ice flowers began to appear in the cave, and even many places became ice queens, and there were not many people in the cave, what was in front of them was a choice, staying here, destined to die, and leaving here, maybe there was still a glimmer of life to find another place to live.

So there was the first group of people who left and never came back, then the second, and then the third......

After Xiaobao woke up one morning, he noticed the abnormality around him, when he touched his wife who was about to stiffen, he trembled and hugged her, and kept rubbing, and finally woke up his wife, he also knew why his wife was like this, because his wife was worried that he was weak, and every night, he used her body to block the wind in the cave.

"We're migrating too!" Xiaobao said firmly after being silent.

A few days later, they were the fourth group of departed people, walking in the wind and snow, walking in the white sky and the earth, looking for another place to live and live, for three days, in the middle of the sky, one day at noon, an avalanche suddenly appeared, flooding the world in front of everyone's eyes.

Meng Hao stood in mid-air, looking down silently, he didn't know how many times he wanted to make a move, but in the end he suppressed it, but now. He couldn't do it, and when he was about to make a move, he was suddenly stunned for a moment.

He saw that in the snow, there was a place that was loosening slightly, gradually. A woman crawled out of it, it was Yan'er, she was a monk after all, even if she lost her cultivation, her body was still much better than that of mortals.

She was thin and weak, and when she crawled out, she was not alone, but holding Xiaobao, who had passed out, in this ice and snow, in this silence. Yan'er hugged Xiaobao strongly, and while giving him warmth, she carried him behind her, looked around blankly, gritted her teeth and walked towards the way back.

Meng Hao's heart was deeply touched at this moment, Yan'er's thin body, weak breath. What broke out at this moment was a tenacity and perseverance.

She carried Xiaobao on her back. After walking for three days, Xiaobao was sometimes unconscious, sometimes woke up, and his body was very hot, which was not a fever, but a sign before he was frozen to death.

Yan'er was in tears. kept calling Xiaobao's name, and used his body to warm Xiaobao, but Xiaobao's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Even on his body, Meng Hao had already seen the emanation of his soul. Meng Hao understood that this represented the ninth life of the doppelganger, which had reached the extreme, his eyes flashed, and his right hand suddenly raised and pointed away.

But at the moment when his fingertips fell, his body shook violently, and a great rebound force burst out, and he couldn't interfere with it, and he couldn't go left and right.

Even just this finger, Meng Hao immediately felt that the eight marks that had been formed in the ninth prohibition were left in the click, and cracks appeared, as if Meng Hao interfered again, then these eight marks would collapse, and this ninth prohibition would also completely disappear in the possibility of falling into the Luo Tian starry sky.

Meng Hao was silent, although this result was his first attempt, but in fact, he had this consciousness a long time ago.

"Did you fail...... Meng Hao's eyes showed a blankness, he looked at Xiaobao's body, and when his soul gradually flew out, his heart was bitter.

But at this moment, Yan'er did something that shocked Meng Hao's heart, she looked at Xiaobao's blue face, looked at Xiaobao's gradually lost breath, and her eyes showed softness.

"Master, I like you, this is the same in the previous life, and it is the same in this life......" Yan'er muttered softly, lowered her head, bit her wrist, and put it in Xiaobao's mouth, letting her hot blood flow into Xiaobao's body.

This is the only, warmest substance in her.

Soon, the wound healed, and she bit it open again, not caring about the pain, and just like that, in the process of constantly using her own blood to restore Xiaobao's body temperature, Xiaobao's life was hanged, and she did not die, and they finally returned to the cave where they had lived for many years, and the moment she returned to the entrance of the cave, she fainted.

A few days later, Xiaobao woke up, he couldn't see his wife, but he knew that his wife had saved him again.

In the silence, Xiaobao cried, he cried and cried, his wife hugged him, and the two of them silently felt each other's warmth in the cave.

After a long time, Xiaobao's right hand was raised, and he subconsciously touched his side, but it was empty, and his whole body trembled.

Wood carving, gone.

He had completed more than ninety percent of the wood carvings, which had accompanied him for decades, and was buried there in that avalanche.

After a while, Xiaobao's whole person seemed to have lost all his spirit at once, and in the bitterness, he sighed lightly.

The wife behind him, watching this scene, was silent, late at night, when Xiaobao fell asleep, his wife stood up, tidied up her clothes, glanced back at Xiaobao, gritted her teeth, and walked out.

She knew it was his life.

She walked along the same path in the wind and snow, her already weak body, which was almost exhausted due to the loss of a lot of blood, seemed to be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind at this moment.

She walked for several days, and came to the place where the avalanche had been, where she was digging for snow, and digging and digging, and her hands were stiff, and she was digging.

She dug up the corpse of a companion who had been buried at the time, and until, when the whole person was about to lose consciousness, she dug up the wood carving.

She smiled, put the wood carving in her bosom, endured the coma, turned and followed the same path, to the cave, and after a day she began to have a fever, she felt very hot, and her spirit was suddenly better.

She walked faster, and her body was hotter, until two days later, when she saw the cave, she smiled, laughed, she didn't know how she walked back to the cave, and the moment she saw Xiaobao, her body collapsed.

"Xiaobao, I'll give it to you...... Brought back the wood carvings......"

"Xiaobao, I promised to protect you, but I can't do it......"

"Master, I'm ...... Like you. Yan'er spoke softly, and in Xiaobao's trembling, her breath dissipated.

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Xiaobao's body trembled, a few days ago in the early morning, when he woke up and found that his wife was missing, he didn't know where his wife had gone, he was blind, and he couldn't afford to go out alone to look for it.

He could only sit at the mouth of the cave every day, trembling there, listening to the wind outside, and whether there was his wife's footsteps in the wind.

He waited day after day, day after day, until he was already desperate, and at that time, he laughed miserably, and the scenes of his childhood in the forest resurfaced again.

"Why, I'm a blind man!" Xiao Bao laughed miserably, he had been deceiving himself, he had been telling himself that it didn't matter if he couldn't see the world, but at this moment, he hated himself for being blind.

"It's all gone, my father and mother are gone, Man'er is gone, she is also gone, only I am the only one left......" Xiaobao was in tears, his hair had long been gray, like a lonely old man, at the mouth of this cave, let out a lonely cry.

He did not know how much time had passed, it seemed to be hours, and it seemed to be days, until this day he heard footsteps in the wind, the footsteps were familiar to him, and as he struggled to his feet in trembling, he felt a body fall into his arms.

It was an icy body, cold, cold.

"Xiaobao, I'll give it to you...... Brought back the wood carvings......"

"Xiaobao, I promised to protect you, but I can't do it......"

"Master, I'm ...... Like you. These three words, like thunder into Xiaobao's ears, Xiaobao trembled, hugged the body in his arms, he wanted to say something, but his throat was stuck, he couldn't make a sound, his heart seemed to be penetrated at this moment.

As his mind tingled, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which fell into the void behind his wife, forming a blood flower that he could not see.

He remembered the big sister in the forest when he was a child, and the face in his memory that he lifted the curtain of the other party and touched on the night he got married.

I thought of the laughter around Man'er when she was born, remembered the heavy rain, my wife accompanied me and carved with me, and the moment when my father and mother died, and the comfort around me when I was sad.

I thought of the other party's care when I was sick when I was sick in the snowstorm, I remembered the figure of dying of blood in the early morning, and I remembered the taste of blood in my mouth after the avalanche.

For a long time, a long time, he knew that the wife in his arms was no longer breathing, but he didn't believe it, his tears were more, and he murmured.

"It's okay, it's okay, with me, you take a rest, your body is cold, I'll help you warm up. Xiaobao hugged his wife's corpse, with tenderness on his face, returned to the cave, put his wife's corpse down, and warmed it with his own body heat.

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