Taking advantage of this time, the group staggered forward in the increasingly violent snowstorm.
Having seen the undead body of the half-length woman, no one believed that the small avalanche could really do any damage to these four monsters.
Therefore, they should make full use of this hard-won opportunity and expand it to their advantage as much as possible.
They trudged through the snow in a circuitous way.
Snow-capped mountains are inherently difficult. Sometimes the snow is deep and sometimes shallow. In some places, you can easily cross with a single step. In some places, as soon as you step on it, one leg sinks in more than half.
Fortunately, everyone supported each other, and the speed of progress was not slow.
Everything was quiet, one step at a time, snow and sand making noises.
Snow naturally has the properties of absorbing sound and reflecting light.
The dazzling rotten silver on the ground makes people wearing snow goggles inevitably feel dazzled. In addition, in the climb without knowing the way forward, it is really hard not to have a strong sense of loneliness and panic.
So get as close as possible and cheer each other up with body temperature and skin-to-skin contact.
Nan Zhou did not let Jiang Fang carry it, and followed behind the team without saying a word.
Li Yinhang was led away by Liang Shu, and he couldn't help but look back frequently, very worried about Nan Zhou's physical condition.
Jiang Fang, who held Nan Zhou's hand gently in his own, hummed softly.
It's a Ukrainian folk song.
He has a good voice, and his hoarse voice has a slight sense of electric current, which is easily dissipated by the fresh and refreshing snow wind, but when it falls in Nan Zhou's ears, the voice is just right, soft and soft. warm.
He Yinchuan at the back of the palace reminded: "Save oxygen."
Jiang Fang glanced at him, nodded and thanked him for his concern, and continued to hum his song in a low voice.
He Yinchuan saw Nan Zhou walking staggeringly and guessed that his physical strength was about to run out. He wiped his cheek, pinched his watch, and then gave the order: "Rest! Three minutes!"
Nan Zhou was very obedient, and immediately sat down neatly on the ground, buried his face on his knees, and took the time to straighten his breath and regain his strength.
He Yinchuan was used to fighting with his comrades, so he snorted on his head and said with a smile, "Young man, why are you so vain."
Nan Zhou raised his face from his arms to look at him.
He breathed out a large cloud of snow-white mist, and frost formed on the ends of his hair, making his face so beautiful that it was bloodless.
He Yinchuan glanced at him a little helplessly.
He walked last, and one of them, of course, was for the rear of the palace.
Second, he wanted to see what was so special about someone who could make Lin Zhisong pay such attention.
He once thought that Nan Zhou's weakness was fake.
As a result, along the way, he looked horizontally and vertically, no matter how he looked at Nan Zhou, he felt that he was a smart and weak sick beauty, and his movements were even a bit clumsy.
It's just that his mind is better, is Lin Zhisong keeping an eye on him
He Yinchuan shook his head, wondering why Lin Zhisong was targeting Nan Zhou.
However, Lin Zhisong was a heavy-hearted person, and he refused to explicitly conjecture with them.
Thinking of this, He Yinchuan shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, and went to check the conditions of the others one by one.
Lu Bifang was first arranged to explore the way, and then followed the large army to march quickly, and his physical strength was naturally exhausted.
But he still had his responsibilities in mind, and as soon as he stopped, he panted to see the "Cube Ark" trio.
Lu Bifang was panting like a bellows, but compared to Nan Zhou's low panting with a painful end, it was much better.
He couldn't help but want to give him a good deal, but Nan Zhou had most of his body in Jiang Fang's arms, gently patted and touched, he really couldn't find a place to intervene.
He had no choice but to remind him: "If you have thought about the copy, your physical fitness... still need to practice..."
Nan Zhou raised his head slightly again, looking like he was about to be overwhelmed by the heavy goggles: "…Thank you."
Lu Bifang smiled honestly and cutely: "You're welcome."
Nan Zhou put his hands on his knees and looked at his reflection in the snow.
The moon in the sky is like a huge searchlight, and the shadow shrinks cowardly at his feet, leaving only a short section, almost nothing.
After watching this silently for a while, he suddenly stood up.
…and then fell straight back because his legs were weak.
Fortunately, Jiang Fang was quick to pick it up, so he nudged his knee with his toes and hooked into his arms.
The two of them hugged and rolled in the soft snowdrift for two laps before they could stop the downward trend.
He Yinchuan, who made a round of inspection and then turned back after chatting with Zhou Ao unilaterally, looked at the two people who suddenly rolled together: "..."
He asked, "What's wrong?"
Nan Zhou raised his head from Jiang Fang's arms and said, "You can't go on like this."
He Yinchuan: "What can you do?"
Nan Zhou said, "Let's go separately."
He Yinchuan was the first to object: "No. We can't leave anyone behind."
Nan Zhou was still panting, but there was an unquestionable look in his eyes: "This is not a discussion."
He Yinchuan stared at this weak but alert young man. While he was worried that he was afraid that his physical strength would drag down the team, another voice secretly told him that he was not such an innocent and willing person to die.
He Yinchuan: "Tell me about your arrangement."
Nan Zhou: "I, and Brother Fang, leave you. The two teams, leave separately."
At that moment, "Bronze", who had some tacit suspicions about the identity of the two, combined with the tape recorder that was discovered before, suddenly thought that they were aware that their identities were about to be revealed, and wanted to find an excuse to escape from the team.
Lin Zhisong got closer, and a large cloud of fog came out of his mouth, obscuring the suspicious light in his eyes: "Where are you going?"
Although he asked "you", his eyes always fell on Nan Zhou alone.
Nan Zhou opened his mouth and said, "Look for a place on the mountain where you can camp."
… This is too much of a prevarication to get away with.
Liang Shu asked, "...Aren't you going to continue climbing?"
Nan Zhou: "It's pointless to just climb up."
Nan Zhou: "At the top of the mountain, there may not be something they really care about."
This is a bit of a no-brainer.
He Yinchuan frowned: "Didn't they say that the man-eating moon god is on the top of the mountain?"
Nan Zhou: "They also said that they can't offend the Moon God, so they will kill anyone who goes up the mountain."
The wind and snow passed, and there was silence.
He Yinchuan frowned: "You mean, they are lying?"
Nan Zhou said, "I don't know."
Nan Zhou added: "But I know they don't want us to go up the mountain."
...isn't that obvious.
Nan Zhou said, "...but they themselves often go up the mountain."
In conversations with them, they mentioned that they would do regular mountain tours.
It was precisely because they learned that this group of monsters would patrol the mountain that they had to give up the fantasy of stationing in place, and chose to attack them and support them.
However, Nan Zhou, who had been watching the expressions of the three since then, felt it was strange.
… When they talked about mountain patrols, their eyes were all looking at the mountain.
It seems that their duty is to patrol the distance from their station to the top of the mountain.
As for the mountain, if there are no traces and evidence of intruders, it is not worth their attention.
The proof is that even when they listened to their information and went down the mountain to search, they left two people on the spot to look after the small building, for fear that they would go up the mountain.
"What are they afraid of. So while threatening other climbers, there is a moon god on the mountain, and they are not allowed to go up the mountain; on the other hand, they chase and kill those who really want to go up the mountain."
"So maybe there's something on the mountain that's important to them, something inviolable."
"That thing may not be on the top of the mountain, because if it is really on the top of the mountain, they can directly guard it."
"So, I want to look for it, starting from an altitude of 4,513 meters, to a convenient place to camp and rest from the distance to the top of the mountain, and see if there are any clues."
It has to be said that even if Nan Zhou really intends to find an excuse to leave the team, this is a very good reason.
Moreover, Nan Zhou's conjecture was just a conjecture.
It's not worth the effort to verify it.
The best way to deal with it is to assign two or three people to prove this conjecture.
He Yinchuan was speechless and turned to ask Jiang Fang, "Do you want to go with him?"
Nan Zhou didn't ask Jiang Fang's opinion just now, and now he turned his head to look at him.
Jiang Fang smiled and shrugged: "My pleasure."
He Yinchuan sighed slightly, knowing that this meant that he could not be persuaded.
He could see that although Jiang Fang was smart, he was a real Nanzhou supremacist.
He instructed backwards: "Little Lu—"
Jiang Fang waved his hand: "No. We just need to go."
... it's a decision to part ways with them.
Li Yinhang naturally knew which side he wanted to stand on.
She was about to follow her, but was stopped by a gesture from Nan Zhou.
He said plainly but directly: "I can't protect you now. Besides, Brother Fang only takes care of me, so I'm already very tired."
Nan Zhou turned to He Yinchuan and said, "Help take care of our Yinhang. When the mission is over, we will pick him up."
Jiang Fang also smiled: "Yinhang, listen to them."
… the tone is like your parents are coming to pick you up after school.
Li Yinhang stopped walking towards them, thought for a while, and replied obediently, "Oh."
He Yinchuan stared at Nan Zhou.
He hides his eyes under the light brown goggles, cold and emotionless, but very clear.
He Yinchuan had an intuition that they didn't want to escape.
They really want to find another way out.
…
Looking at the back of Nan Zhou who were lying on Jiang Fang's shoulders leaving, Liang Shu asked Li Yinhang curiously, "Are you two friends before?"
Li Yinhang answered truthfully: "No, we only met when we entered this game."
Lin Zhisong fixed her eyes: "Then how much do you know about them?"
These undisguised words made Li Yinhang a little angry all of a sudden.
She did not speak harshly, but clearly expressed her position: "—they are good people."
Liang Shu heard the disgust and resistance in her words, and bumped Lin Zhisong with his elbow, reminding him to restrain himself.
Lin Zhisong closed his mouth, but thought of what Jiang Fang had done when he nailed the woman's back with an ice hoe.
Go smoothly, without delay.
... Although the other party is not human, Jiang Fang doesn't look very much like him.
As for Nanzhou…
Lin Zhisong, who has always been quite confident in his memory, felt annoyed for the first time.
He absolutely, absolutely, had seen Nan Zhou.
It's just that the impression was faint, just like when he looked at Nanzhou's back through the heavy snow that was flying like goose feathers.
Yingyingchaochuo, only separated by a layer, but it is always difficult to detect the truth.
After choking Lin Zhisong, Li Yinhang felt a little remorse.
I am still under their protection, why do I have to be so stiff.
As a tenth-level scholar holding his thighs, Li Yinhang followed the situation, quickly opened the chapter, and took the initiative: "Let's go."
…
On the vast snow-capped peak, the eight small ants, who were already extremely small, moved to the right and left, and then parted ways.
In a short while, between heaven and earth, the only thing that can confirm the existence of Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang is a little warmth at the intersection of their bodies.
Nan Zhou was lying on Jiang Fang's back, with his legs crossed around his waist.
He asked softly, "Am I heavy?"
Jiang Fang handed over a compressed biscuit with one hand, and said with a smile, "You can work hard from now on."
Nan Zhou hid behind him, bit the frozen hard biscuit lightly, and brushed off the biscuit crumbs that fell on Jiang Fang's shoulder.
Like He Yinchuan, their goals are quite clear.
Flat, leeward, away from gravel and snow, with low-lying streams.
In this area above 4,000 meters above sea level, most mountaineering teams will go all out and launch a charge to the top of the mountain.
Therefore, there are not many places that can meet the relevant conditions.
Nan Zhou has almost recovered from the extreme muscle aches and breathing difficulties.
He could have gone to the ground and accompany Jiang Fang on the road.
But listening to Jiang Fang's slightly heavy and stagnant breathing so close, Nan Zhou touched the position of his heart.
… He doesn't feel well.
Is it because of the elevation and the closer to the moon
He tugged at the corner of Jiang Fang's clothes: "I want to rest."
Jiang Fang asked him, "Tired?"
Nan Zhou: "Yeah." You are tired.
So Jiang Fang found a rock sheltered from the wind, just big enough for two people to hide, and put the Nanzhou down properly.
Because the angle of the lowering was not right, the shoulder straps of Jiang Fang's jacket caught Nan Zhou's cold-proof cap and pulled his hat off.
Jiang Fang laughed: "I'm sorry."
He picked up his hat, took off Nanzhou's goggles, propped up the brim of his hat, and gently slipped his fingertips down Nanzhou's ears, putting the cold-proof hat back in place.
However, Jiang Fang did not stop the impulse, not knowing where it came from.
He pulled the winter hat all the way down, covering his eyes.
… Only Nan Zhou's pale lips were exposed.
Nan Zhou did not resist, but in the blurred vision, he frowned in confusion.
Jiang Fang took off his gloves.
The reason why he could make such a judgment when he couldn't see it was because Jiang Fang was gently stroking his lips with his extremely warm fingertips.
Nan Zhou inexplicably felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.
It seems that at some point in the past, there was also such a hand, when his eyes were covered with foreign objects, he made such an action to him.
Rubbing and rubbing, fingertips lightly brushed the corners of his lips, and rubbed his lips with knuckles.
As if his lips were some kind of treasure.
The fresh and warm breath between his lips returned to Nan Zhou's face, which was as familiar as it was then.
But... He vaguely remembered that the person who once did the same thing to him was obviously not as tired as Jiang Fang, but still panted slightly in front of him, as if he was about to lose his breath.
Nan Zhou felt that this was really strange.
He even wondered if he had eaten biscuits just now, and the corners of his mouth were stained with scum without knowing it.
But he still didn't move.
Jiang Fang did not make any extra moves.
After a while, he pulled back the hat that covered Nan Zhou's eyes.
Nan Zhou's dark and clear eyes were able to see again.
Looking at him for a moment, Jiang Fang, who was kneeling in front of him on one knee, smiled and covered his eyes with his palms that had been blown cold: "Why don't you close your eyes? You can't rest."
Under the moonlight, Jiang Fang's smile was filled with a glorious heroic spirit.
Nan Zhou's expression was still cold and indifferent.
He didn't say anything, picked up the gloves he threw to his knees and put them on for him.
Jiang Fang naturally had no objection, and took the initiative to put his hand into his arms.
Just as Jiang Fang was looking at his Ningxue's long eyelashes and his thoughts were full of emotions, out of the corner of his eyes, he accidentally caught a little afterimage in the falling snow.
Jiang Fang reacted quickly, and immediately pressed Nan Zhou's head, completely hiding behind the black stone rock with him.
Nan Zhou was accidentally pressed into a posture of interlocking his fingers, and he hugged him again.
He looked at Jiang Fang silently and in surprise.
Jiang Fang shrugged at him, and was afraid that the snow light would hurt his eyes, so he grabbed the goggles and put them on for him, before he was willing to let Nan Zhou, who was curious and exploding, come out to check the situation with him.
At first, seeing the monsters moving in the wind and snow, Nan Zhou thought that they were going to meet those monsters again.
It wasn't until the snow was a little smaller that he could see what the strangely shaped thing was.
—There are two lonely legs in yellow hiking pants, running on the snow field.
Has and only has two legs.
Looking at the shape of the pelvis, it should be a pair of legs of a woman.
This scene is a bit comical, but when I see it with my own eyes, the comicality is replaced by an unusually fierce and weird sense of terror.
The legs also seemed to have their own spirituality, running and stopping for a while, as if they were looking for a target.
Nan Zhou watched and thought silently, this is probably the real split.
He looked at Jiang Fang.
Jiang Fang just happened to cast his sly eyes on him and winked at him.
The two exchanged views in extreme time and came to an agreement.
Jiang Fang took out the C-level item named "Heart of Beauty, everyone has it" from the item slot.
… a small round vanity mirror.
This thing fits the role of its C-level props very well.
That is not much effect.
Jiang Fang leaned his back against the rock, weighed the mirror in the palm of his hand, and threw it back—
The mirror, facing up, fell silently into the nearby snow.
His legs seemed to sense something, and he stopped suddenly, looking at a black rock 40 meters away from it.
- The upside-down mirror there is bathed in moonlight, facing its direction, reflecting dazzling broken light.
Like a lure that couldn't be more attractive.
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