Tyumen was lying on the ice, his eyes were a little blank looking at the sky, and the golden light was splashing down all over the world, but it couldn't dispel the chill in his heart.

Visions from a short time ago flashed through my mind.

The thunder exploded, the continent and the stars flew into the depths of the starry sky from the explosion of the light cluster, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and all creatures were born out of thin air, cracks appeared in the sky, black air waves surged from the other side, Qingxia ignited a golden flame, turned into a black iron spear, a silver mask and shot into the distance, and a sad sigh spread all over the starry sky.

This was the scene he saw before he fell unconscious, but after he woke up, even if he didn't know where he was, he lay on the ice field in a daze for a long time, until he remembered what happened before he committed suicide, and then he sat up suddenly.

"Cher!

He looked around, praying in his heart that since he could come back from the dead, Mu Xue might have come back to life!

Tyumen propped up his frozen body and walked towards the figure who was still lying on the ice not far away. Fingers paused in front of her nose for a moment, and she sat down again.

"Why, Dad, Mom, Cher, why is this happening?" he murmured in pain.

In the past four months, his parents and girlfriend have died one after another because of him, and his spirit has almost collapsed, but he has come to this glacier where he is located with the intention of committing suicide.

A white long-haired dog slowly crawled on Tyuming's body, Tyuming held him in his arms, unconsciously combing his long hair, but he didn't notice that in the sky behind him, a giant eagle was swooping down on his back, its claws flashing with cold light, and in the blink of an eye, it was above Tyuming's head.

Qiu Ming only felt a purple light flash in front of him, and then there was a "bang" behind him, and he looked back, a giant eagle with a large body scorched was lying on the ice less than a foot away, blood flowing out from under his body, and it was still steaming.

His heartbeat instantly accelerated to the extreme, his face turned red, his body trembled a little, and he looked at the long-haired dog in his arms in disbelief that could be wrapped with two hands, and his palms trembled and let go, and he was a little speechless.

Then, in an instant, a fiery light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Is everything in that dream real? As long as the residual blood is still there, it must be real!" he remembered the black gun he had seen before he fell unconscious, and he was very sure that it was the bloody gun that his grandfather had picked up as an iron rod.

Between the memories, Qiu Ming's hand sank, and he looked down to see that it was the residual blood he had used to commit suicide before!

The rough body of the spear, which was more than six feet long, was no longer dull and dull, but had become a color that shimmered with gold in its darkness. The tip of the spear also shone with a sharp cold light, and the twisted blood groove also looked a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Qiu Ming clenched the residual blood hard, the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged, and he trembled a little, "Such a world!"

He had already determined that this was no longer the earth, the peaks of the mountains inserted into the sky in the distance, the golden sun, which Tyumen had already discovered, but he did not want to think about it.

Now he saw the dog that would release thunder and lightning, the inexplicable residual blood, and the dream-like scene, these strange and strange phenomena gave him a kind of hope.

"In such a world, can I resurrect Cher!"

There was a light in his eyes, and he changed his previous Mu Ran, "Xue'er, if it's possible, no matter what you want to do, I will bring you back to life." If there's really no hope, I'll go to you! and Mom and Dad. ”

The biting cold wind blew fine ice particles flying all over the sky, Qiu Ming was wearing a thin sportswear, but he didn't feel cold, his heart was hot, and he couldn't wait to find a way to resurrect Mu Xue.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't walk outside with the dead Mu Xue at all, and he might not even be able to walk out of this snow field. If Mu Xue is allowed to lie on the ice field like this, it is even more impossible.

Qiu Ming thought for a while, and tried to stab the ice under him with the residual blood, poof, it was very easy to stab half of the spear body, he was happy in his heart, so he used the residual blood to dig a hole in the ice field, planning to bury Mu Xue under the ice first, to avoid the decay of the body, and then to find a better place to store Mu Xue, and then take her away.

Time passed quickly, and Tyuming finally fell to the ground tired, but fortunately, the long-haired puppy who had never left spit out a fireball and melted the ice into a hole, so he dug a simple underground ice palace and placed Mu Xue in it.

Tyumen pushed the dug ice into it again, and a gust of wind blew, and the traces of the excavation under the cover of the snow particles were inconspicuous in the huge glacier.

He remembered the location, and dragged the eagle corpse towards the sky, revealing a green touch into the distance.

At this moment, there is only hope if you leave the land of the ice field as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you don't starve to death, you will freeze to death here.

For some reason, the long-haired puppy had been following him. Tyumen also noticed something abnormal at this time.

The appearance of a dog on this deserted ice field is always a bit abrupt. Even though this dog seems to be very powerful, it is obviously not an ice creature, so why is this dog here?

Tyumen felt that the dog seemed to be very spiritual, and he tentatively asked, "You want to follow me?"

The little white dog glanced at him and nodded his head up and down.

Qiu Ming's expression was a little sluggish, can he really understand?

He barely swallowed and asked, "Why?"

The little white dog finally didn't speak. Qiu Ming also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although it doesn't discriminate against animals, it still feels a little weird to suddenly have a talking to a dog.

"Hehe, why don't I give you a name? Little pudding, how about it? If you don't speak, I'll let you agree." ”

Qiu Ming finished his words quickly, and he didn't care about the angry eyes of the little white dog, and said, "Okay, since you agree, I'll call you pudding in the future." ”

Under a series of blows, Tyumen finally regained his true nature after seeing vague hope.

All the pain is buried in the deepest part of the heart, and it is not revealed. Then use perseverance to pursue the possibility that seems ridiculous and ethereal.

The golden red sun gradually circled the mountain, and the sky quickly darkened.

At night, the ice field is devoid of sunlight and the temperature plummets, and Tyumen does not know how to survive here, so he can only rely on the memory of the day to move towards the direction of green overnight.

The low temperature, the biting cold wind whipped the broken ice and hit the face painfully, but Tyumen still persevered.

He doesn't want to die anymore, he doesn't want to die here, he wants to find a hope and bring Mu Xue back from hell!

The giant eagle's corpse had been thrown down, and only a few pieces of meat had been cut and brought to his body, and the little pudding was still by his side, and he didn't seem to be uncomfortable with the cold temperature.

His steps were getting slower and slower, his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his body was already covered with a layer of frost, but Tyumen was still holding on, and he didn't dare to stop.

Beyond the field of vision, there was still darkness with no end in sight, and thoughts of despair and giving up kept pouring out, and they were quickly eliminated.

Dragging his stiffening legs across the ice, step by step into the dark depths.

"Bang".

Tyumen tripped over a broken piece of wood, fell on the ice, and instantly lost consciousness.

The sun rose, and the golden light spread from afar, and the heavens and the earth were bright.

I lay on the Tyumen ice field all night, but there were no ice particles on my body. On his side, the little pudding snuggled up to him, as if resting.

A few steps ahead of him, a road that was clearly trodden by the carriage and horse stretched into the distance......

When Tyumen woke up, he was in a carriage, covered with heavy animal skins, and it was bustling outside, and occasionally there was a sound with a dialect accent, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The little pudding wasn't around, and Tyumen didn't care, just thought it was gone.

He put on an animal skin and walked out, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, before he could take a closer look, there was a sudden shaking under his feet, and Tyumen was thrown to the ground.

"Roar ......," and then a low roar came from Tyuming's ears. Frightened, Tyumen rolled over and rolled to the side.

"Be honest!"

A long whip flew over Tyuming's head, and it was precisely whipped on the giant beast on the side, and a few sparks like steel colliding were splashed in the night!

Only then was Qiu Ming able to see the appearance of the giant beast around him through the firelight not far away, covered with fist-sized scales, lying on his stomach more than half a meter high, more than three meters long, with red eyes the size of an egg, wide mouth and fangs, staring at Qiu Ming fiercely.

Tyumen gasped, but the previous whip also reassured him a little, and he stood up.

"Hey boy, are you alright?"

A bald man patted Tyumen on the shoulder from behind.

Tyumen turned his head and looked at the bald head, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in silver armor, like a sergeant, with a hearty smile on his face.

"It's okay, thanks to a few more people who saved my life! Qiu Ming solemnly thanked the dozen or so men, and he was a little afraid in his words.

The man looked like the leader of the group, and a dozen other people stood behind him, silent.

He smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome, but I'm a little curious, how could you kid appear alone on this snowy field? ”

Speaking of this, Tyumen could only smile bitterly: "I don't know either." ”

Looking at the bald man's obviously disbelieving expression, it was impossible for Qiu Ming to tell him about the remnants of blood, so he could only make up ambiguous nonsense and then ask three questions and not know.

"Maybe it was brought by that gust of wind, my hometown was caught in a huge storm before, I was swept in, I woke up in the snowfield, walked all night, and finally I should have tripped and fell unconscious, and then I woke up now. Qiu Ming's voice was slightly dry, and his face showed sadness at the right time.

"I don't know what's going on at home now. I don't know if I can go back in this life. ”

The bald man frowned after hearing this, and patted Qiuming's shoulder as if comforted, and he didn't know how much to believe.

"Don't worry, God has the virtue of a good life, and your family will be fine. ”

Tyumen nodded, but there was no intention of going back to Earth in his mind.

There is not a single relative there, and there is no need for Tyumen to worry if he has a few friends, and they may only think that Tyumen, who has been devastated, has chosen to flee to live somewhere else.

The only people who feel guilty may be Mu Xue's parents who are still alive. Although they didn't like themselves, Tyumen felt that if he had the opportunity in the future, he should go back and give them an explanation.