People in the original god, the innkeeper, oppressing his sister

Kaiya stretched out her hand, pointed at the market, and said to Amber:

"You see, no matter what happened, the impact has not yet spread to the foot of the mountain. And when we came all the way, the stronghold of the Knights was still there."

"Achieved this step, but did not cut off the connection between the two places in advance, then, as long as the knights are aware of anomalies, they can respond quickly. On the other hand, this kind of negligence is too low-level, which shows that he did not create a big one. Plans for large-scale unrest."

"Of course, this can also be interpreted as being powerful enough to ignore everything and disdain to do these things. Because in front of him, no matter how we resist, there is nothing we can do."

"But in this way, the problem also arises. From the beginning to the end of the whole matter, he just used secret poking methods, for fear of being discovered by others, knowing that it contradicts the powerful guess."

"It's really a headache..."

Kaya sighed:

"After playing tricks on everyone, and excluding the source of pollution and the two purposes of Mond City, what is there to care about in this mountain..."

He thought of Gu Bai and his party again, and he had no idea how to contact them.

Tightening the reins, Kaia murmured, "You can't fall here, my friend, until the truth comes to light."

The sound dissipated in the night wind.

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Ying didn't know how she walked back.

The fur boots were soaked, her feet seemed to be on ice, feeling the fluctuations of the surrounding earth veins, she put Yula on her back, and stepped towards the nearest anchor point step by step.

She also forgot how long she had been walking, but only remembered that there was gradually light in her vision, and she looked up in a daze, and the sky had already dawned.

A beam of light pierced through the clouds and shone on the snow, forming floating shadows that then shattered.

Every time she walks a certain distance, Ying will use the power of the wind element to create a pothole on the ground, and the snow foam will fly. She continues to walk forward silently, because she will return to the original road soon, and the marks left behind need to be more eye-catching.

At that time, what was it that supported me to stand up?

Ying kept thinking about this question along the way.

Except for the unconscious Yula who was lying on the side, the most important thing was that she hadn't seen where Gu Bai was.

Although the moment I saw Yura, my heart was filled with despair, but no matter what, I haven't seen him yet, right?

If he is alive, find his people;

If dead, take the body back with you.

Such an idea might be naive, or it might be extremely difficult or even impossible, but she really thought so.

She wanted to rush to the nearby anchor point, teleport back to the city, get a Wing of Wind, rush back, and finally fly down the cliff where he disappeared, keep looking, and there will always be a moment to find it.

But soon Ying didn't want to think about it anymore. People feel distressed when they are sad. This is what she read in the book at night, and now she knows it is a lie.

Because she only felt that her stomach was constantly contracting and twitching, and whenever she thought of his whereabouts, she would bend down uncomfortably.

Clutching his belly, he rested for a while, and then started walking again.

The pain can be saved for the future, what she has to do now is more important.

When the light from the sky began to dazzle, Ying covered her head with her hand, and when she put it down again, a stone statue emitting light blue light appeared in front of her eyes.

That's... the teleportation anchor.

She put Yula down, forced the last bit of energy, lit the fire, propped up the tent, and carried Yula inside again, touched her forehead, it was terribly hot.

The next thing to do is...

What are you going to do...

Her body stopped in place, and a sense of anxiety arose spontaneously. She shook her head, thinking desperately.

Oh, it's teleporting back to the city and getting the Wind Wings.

Yes, according to the plan, it should be like this. Thinking of this, he got out of the tent and was about to run, but his body fell forward uncontrollably.

In the process of falling down, she opened her eyes wide and realized belatedly that she had been walking for a day and a night.

She thought that she would never reach the limit, and held her breath in her heart, no matter how difficult it was, she could support her to keep going.

But the signal from her body told her that she really couldn't walk anymore.

"I……"

Reluctantly, she wanted to get up, put her hands up, kicked her toes messily a few times, but it only made the falling posture more embarrassing, her face was pressed against the snow, she bit her lips tightly, and her nose was sore.

Seeing the hope dim, but helpless, even if you know it will slip through your fingers, you can't even raise your hand to hold it.

This is the saddest thing.

She rolled over and lay on her back in the snow with her eyes closed.

"Ying, I really can't go anymore, let's stop for a while..."

Paimon tugged at her sleeve desperately.

"I……"

She opened her mouth, but made no sound.

"How can you find someone again if you go on like this!"

"……understood."

Moments later, control of her body returned, and she staggered back into the tent, able to stand up, but really couldn't hold on.

Her eyes began to sink, and Ying finally lay on the ground, her consciousness gradually blurred. At the last moment, she remembered taking out her pocket watch and handing it to Paimon:

"An hour...no, call me for half an hour."

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A figure was walking on the snow field.

The tent in the distance appeared in the field of vision, he stopped and looked at it quietly for a while.

Finally found……

The wound on the sole of the foot was so deep that he limped when he walked, because the constant running was equivalent to squeezing the wound all the time, and there was no sign of healing so far.

The wound on his arm was no longer bleeding, maybe it was a physical problem, but he didn't quite understand the specific reason.

After walking a few steps, the branches above my head suddenly snapped off, and snow fell on my hair.

Spitting out the snow water in his mouth, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Is it not good to go back directly like this?

It always felt a little less tortuous.

Originally, they were desperately looking for him, anxious, but he went back as if nothing had happened.

Is it too bland?

Think about it, if you come back after disappearing, one is just a little weak, and the other is as if you are about to die. Only the latter can get more attention.

He still understood such a simple question.

Only when it is worse, can we get more care and make them understand their position in their hearts, right?

People only cherish after losing, as if there is a saying that goes like this.

Well, if they go back so easily, they will definitely not shed tears.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his chin and walked a few steps in place, it's better to make himself miserable.

So he drew out his sword and added another wound to his arm.

It hurts!

But there was no way, in order to see them biting their lips and tears falling down, they had no choice but to do so.

Maybe there will be throwing in the arms?

For example, the moment he saw himself, he rushed towards him, but just thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile, as if even the pain on his body was a little weaker.

Old wounds and new wounds were added together, blood flowed out, and he wiped some on his face.

It looks weaker this way.

He couldn't let the blood flow all the time, although he wanted to get more attention, but he didn't want to risk his life for them, so he took out a bandage and wrapped it up again.

But then he hesitated again.

A person who is about to die, doesn't he have the heart to bandage the wound at all?

To be more realistic, let's take it down.

What's more, at that time, I can still tell a lie of "in order to see you as soon as possible, I can't even care about my wounds".

It will definitely be more touching.

After doing all this, he rolled in the snow a few more times, and he looked at his body, which should be enough.

Maybe it could be worse, but as mentioned above, there is really no need to work hard.

There are so many women, and I finally ushered in a new life, and I can't do the thing of cutting two swords on my body;

At most, it's the level of rolling some snow foam.

So……

With excitement and apprehension, he sniffed, walked outside the tent step by step, adjusted his expression, finally put on a wry smile, and then shouted inside:

"Is anyone there? It's me, Gu Bai, I'm back!"

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When he opened his eyes again, there were clouds in the sky.

Ying was standing on the top floor of the Knights Order, the clouds were rolling and the clouds were relaxing, and the sun was shining brightly. It was like two completely different worlds from the environment of the snow-capped mountains.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, and the wind gently brushes across her cheeks. Looking around, the red roofs and the rotating windmills, the familiar scenes made her feel like a world away, but she couldn't bear to look at them again.

Thinking of the scene where the two often went out for breakfast together, she covered her stomach, and her stomach started to hurt again.

It was morning, and Yula was taken to the anchor point, and she set up the tent and rested inside for half an hour, and then she hurriedly teleported to Mond City.

The lock on the stairs was unlocked. Perhaps Qin knew that she could teleport and thought she would come again, so she temporarily removed the lock on the top floor door.

Although, even if there was a lock, she would just force her way in this time.

Go straight to the equipment room on the third floor and open the door;

Because of the haunting incident not long ago, a group of people went through all the rooms that night, so she naturally knew where the room where the Wing of Wind was placed.

With a loud bang, Ying put the Wind Wings back into the space backpack, and faintly heard the knight's footsteps going upstairs.

Not going to stop to explain, sorry but she doesn't have the time these days.

Seize every second.

No matter what the facts are, Ying has always firmly believed that he is still alive, and is waiting there for her arrival.

wait for me……

The figure disappeared instantly, and the next moment, she teleported to the anchor point of the snow mountain.

The cold air made her tremble, and subconsciously touched the scarf around her neck. Every time she was about to fall down, it was this warmth that made her continue to grit her teeth and move forward.

She was about to go back to the tent to check on Yula's situation. In addition to the Wing of Wind, she also brought back some traps and weapons, so she didn't have to worry about Yula's safety after she left.

The tent was set up in front of the anchor point, she walked around, heard some voices, her body tensed up instantly, a long sword appeared in her hand, but Ying froze in disbelief, her lips trembling.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him, smiling and opening his arms.

On the opposite side of him, Yula, who was already in tears, was choking up and rushing towards him.

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Longqi Lake under the Moon: Chapter 144 Leng Che

under the glacier.

A place out of reach of the sun.

The snow surface is covered with cracks, and in the center, there is a huge pothole.