The corner of Xuanping's mouth twitched: "Isn't it so unlucky? I just escaped the avalanche and came here again."
The speed of the Spirit King has reached the limit, but it must break through the limit again, otherwise it will be buried here with its companions and that human being.
Ling Wang gritted his teeth and galloped all the way against the wind.
The ice layers on both sides were the first to break, and it could not turn to the shore from both sides, but could only move forward bravely.
Boom!
The ice layer under the snowmobile finally couldn't support it and completely cracked. Seeing that the snowmobile was about to fall into the ice hole, the Spirit King suddenly accelerated!
The snowmobile swooped past!
The Spirit King led the direwolf to a desperate run, and the ice layer cracked all the way behind the snowmobile!
This is much more dangerous than fighting. Fighting is fighting with people and it is controllable. This is the extreme weather fighting method with the entire ice field. A little careless, the entire army will be wiped out!
Xuanping Hou's heart was in his throat. He had never been so thrilling and exciting in his life. After two more hits, his heart couldn't take it anymore.
Fortunately, they finally landed.
One person and a row of snow wolves all lay on their backs in the snow, panting.
Most of the time, the wolf king will follow the master's command, but if it encounters danger, it will disobey the master's command and find its own way.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping said with a smile: "Fortunately, he is not a fool, but an experienced wolf king."
He took out dry food and food, filled his stomach with the direwolves, and planned to continue on the road.
However, this time, the Spirit King said nothing and left.
The Duke of Xuanping got off the snowmobile, came to the front of the team, and checked the reins and wolf claws of the Spirit King.
everything is normal.
"King Ling, it's time to set off." Xuanping Hou patted its powerful back.
The Spirit King remained still.
After a while, it wandered around for a few times, and there was a faint unease in its eyes.
Xuanpinghou probably understood that there was another blizzard ahead. When he encountered a blizzard before, the King Spirit chose to lead the way around, and there was no uneasiness.
The blizzard this time is probably more severe than expected.
The Spirit King let out a fearful low cry and took a few steps back.
The whole wolf pack felt the signal from the alpha wolf, and Qi Qi became restless.
In the end, the Spirit King turned his head and ran back with the wolves.
The ice layer has been broken, and it is impossible to go straight, so go around the east.
In short, can no longer rush in the direction of Dayan.
Halfway through the journey, they finally came here, if they turn back to Dark Night Island, they will lose all their achievements!
Intuition tells Marquis Xuanping that this is his only and last chance to cross the icefield.
"Remember, if the King of Spirit refuses to lead the way, it is inevitable, so don't force your way!"
Chang Ying's advice flashed through his mind, and Xuanping Hou's eyes sank.
Qinger is still waiting for him to get back the violet grass, even if the sword is in a sea of flames, even if the yellow spring is blue, he must break through!
His eyes fell on the darting direwolf, and after a while, he drew out his long knife.
Go back, direwolf, your mission is complete.
The next road, I will go by myself.
He raised the knife and cut off the reins on all the direwolf.
There is no need to bear the weight, the wolves rushed out all the way.
King Ling stopped in time and turned to look at Marquis Xuanping.
A blizzard is coming, and this human being will die.
He felt the kindness of this human, but it had to bring back its pack alive.
Xuanpinghou grabbed the backpack on the snowmobile and resolutely rushed into the coming blizzard.
…
The Marquis of Xuan Ping could not remember how many days he had been walking in the snowstorm. His face had already lost consciousness, he could no longer close his mouth, his hands and feet were numb from the cold, and his body was extremely stiff.
The whole person is like a corpse, moving forward step by step.
His legs softened, and he stumbled down and fell to one knee on the ground.
He stabbed his long knife into the hard ice to support his body on the verge of collapse.
Can't fall here.
Qinger was still waiting for him.
He is going back.
The palm was cracked by the frost, and it was propped under the ice layer, leaving a shocking bloody handprint.
His body temperature continued to pass, and he could not find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
He seemed lost, and he didn't even know how long it would take to get to the end.
Finally, he was exhausted and fell headfirst on the cold and hard ice.
…
When he woke up, the blood that had run down his forehead had dried up.
He moved his body that was almost stiff to petrification, got up with difficulty, picked up the long knife on the ice, used the knife as a crutch, and continued to move towards his destination.
His physical strength was finally exhausted, and even when a glacier collapsed in front of him, he had no energy to escape.
His first reaction was not to save himself, but to grab the basket on his back and throw it out.
With a loud bang, he was crushed under the glacier!
The back basket was broken, and the contents rolled out, and the leather that wrapped the small box was also scratched by sharp ice cubes.
A gust of wind blew.
Xuan Ping Hou's expression changed, and his hoarse voice was almost speechless: "Don't—"
thump!
The leather was blown away by the wind, and the small box fell into the cracked ice hole.
The small box floated away under the ice.
Marquis Xuanping felt a great sadness in his heart. He raised his hand and pushed away the glacier that was pressing on him.
His dantian has been damaged, and he can't use half of his internal strength.
His fingers were bloody, but he couldn't push the glacier on him.
"Don't go...don't go..."
He looked at the small box that was gradually drifting away under the ice, and was so anxious that the red blood in his eyes burst open one by one.
What floated away under the ice was not a small box, it was his son's life!
"what-"
He let out a roar of anger and compassion, and caught up with the power of life to push the glacier on his body.
Boom!
While pushing the glacier on one end of himself, he increased the pressure on the other end of the glacier, and the ice layer on the lake cracked!
A series of shattered ice cubes fell into the ice hole, went downstream, and hit the small box, which was pushed farther and farther.
If it goes on like this, he'll lose it—
The Marquis of Xuanping looked at the gray sky and felt a deep despair.
He is not afraid of death.
He was just afraid that if he died, no one would be able to bring the comfrey back...
Why do this to him
Twenty years ago, he failed to save Qing'er. Could it end in failure this time
He turned his head to look for the small box under the ice, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure in the cold wind and snow.
Is it an illusion
Here... how could there be anyone
The other party walked towards him step by step.
It was a man wrapped in thick leather, wearing a fox fur cloak, and the cap of the cloak covered his features.
On his waist is a long sword with a terrifying cold air, which complements his lonely and cold aura.
Next to him was a dire wolf like the Spirit King.
It was not until he got close that Marquis Xuanping finally recognized him.
"Long Yi?"
Three more offerings, love mud cute~
(End of this chapter)