The Era of Game

82 Ice Field Avalanche

Seeing Wan Jingtian's depressed expression, Yui smiled and asked, "Are you scared?"

    "What?" Wan Jingtian looked up at Yui.

    "Are you afraid of dying here and never going out again?" Yui added.

    "Um...I'm afraid, after all, if you can live well, no one has any reason to choose to die." Wan Jingtian said, "but I don't regret coming here."

    "Oh?" Yui was surprised when the answer came.

    "Because Song Xiaochuan has less than three days to live, those who can save him say that if you want to save him, you must get the Qingyuan Sword. So I have to get it - no matter what the result is, I have to get it. Try my best, otherwise I will not feel at ease."

    Yui's hand weaving suddenly paused. With just one click, she quickly remedied it, and then resumed the same rhythm, crunching and crunching.

    Yui said, "But you can only die here with me now, it's not a good deal."

    "Not necessarily." Wan Jingtian clenched his fists: "I won't give up until the last minute!"

    The shuttle in Yui's hand fell to the ground. Damn it.

    She looked at Wan Jingtian's expression seriously, her voice trembled: "How can your words be exactly the same as what he said..." Then she shook her head vigorously, threw this unreliable idea out, and laughed at herself: " No, how could you have anything to do with him."

    With a wave of her hand, the light blue net in front of the loom floated up, and then spread out on the ground leisurely, emitting a dim light.

    Yui pointed her eyes: "Stand in."

    "What is that?" Wan Jingtian was a little wary.

    Yui laughed: "That may be your only hope."

    Wan Jingtian walked over suspiciously and stood on the light blue net.

    Yui waved his hand again, the light blue net shining fiercely, reaching the roof, submerging Wan Jingtian in it. After that moment of light fell, Wan Jingtian was gone.

    "Are you the impossible person?" Yui looked at the place where Wan Jingtian had disappeared, and said to herself, "The person who could not come to me came to me."

    ...

    The sudden light was too bright, Wan Jingtian closed his eyes unexpectedly, and when he opened his eyes again, he stood in the center of an ice field!

    All around is white, white ice and snow, extending to the horizon!

    This is where? Has he escaped from the world of Hell? ?

    It was very cold here, and Wan Jingtian was shivering, wearing only ordinary shirts. He tentatively walked in one direction, but one step was ice and snow, and each step was ice and snow. Although the ground was bumpy and the terrain was undulating, it seemed that there was no essential change.

    There is no exit, no living thing, no wind, the whole world is quiet.

    Quiet to despair.

    But later, he will know that such a quiet is actually a kind of luck. Because the world soon began to collapse! !

    It was slow at first.

    His feet were soft and sank-it was not right! The ice and snow on the icefield should have been able to run wildly even with heavy armored beasts!

    He pulled his foot out quickly and stepped on a new place ahead-however, this time he sank deeper! It's like stepping into a swamp, there seems to be a power to swallow him down!

    His heart is deeply sinking-something will happen!

    He was a little anxious and wanted to escape from this area, but when he looked up, he saw the white mist rising from the distant snow-capped mountains! That is an avalanche!

    The avalanche is like a chain reaction, setting off a domino on the ground-tons and tons of snow on the mountains are rushing down with great momentum, hitting and destroying everything that was deserted along the way, and then carrying more ice and snow. Sprint forward at high speed!

    run!

    There is only one thought in Wan Jingtian's mind! He turned and ran wildly, not caring about the depth of his feet.

    He knew that his speed couldn't be compared with an avalanche, so he had to escape to a safe place while the avalanche was still far away from him.

    He walked crookedly under his feet, and he was running away very embarrassed.

    But where is the safe place in the vast ice field ahead?

    Every ice and snow mountain looks fragile that cannot withstand the impact!

    correct! Run sideways! The route to escape the impact of the avalanche!

    He can't help but admire his cleverness, he thinks maybe this is really enough to escape!

    He turned around a small icy hill, and he was taken aback suddenly, behind him stood a middle-aged uncle who had almost frozen into a popsicle!

    The uncle's body was stiff, and there was a trace of desire in his loose eyes.

    Wan Jingtian stopped and stretched out his hand to touch it—the uncle's body was almost the same as Bingxue! It's ice and hard!

    Is he still alive?

    Wan Jingtian stuck to the position of his heart and listened—puff, puff, although his voice was very weak.

    "Uncle, can you hear my voice?" Wan Jingtian called him, but there was no response. Shaking him, I don't know if it was the uncle's deliberate behavior or a coincidence, he suddenly fell forward onto Wan Jingtian!

    The uncle's body was stiff, cold and heavy, overwhelming Wan Jingtian. When he fell to the ground, Wan Jingtian saw the ice and snow rolling in from a distance getting closer and closer!

    He tried to withdraw his body from under the uncle, dragged the uncle and ran away.

    Yes, he dragged the uncle away without any thoughts, probably just because he thought the uncle was alive, and just because he could see the uncle's survival in his eyes, so there was no way to leave him in place and ignore him.

    But the uncle's body is too hard and too ice, Wan Jingtian has already been so cold that his hands and feet are red, and he slips his hands again and again, and he can't grasp it well!

    The rumbling sound of ice and rocks tumbling louder and louder. Wan Jingtian saw a fairly solid ice mound in front of him. Maybe he could escape by hiding behind that.

    If he were alone, he could probably run to that position before the avalanche arrived, but now...

    He gritted his teeth, took off his shirt, tied it under the uncle's armpit, tied a knot with his sleeve, and then pulled the uncle to continue running!

    Fortunately, the snow and ice on the road are very slippery, otherwise such a heavy adult man would really not be able to drag it far.

    But walking with one person, it was a lot slower than running by himself. With the sound of the avalanche approaching step by step, Wan Jingtian hesitated more and more whether to continue to bring this person who had never met before and might not be able to survive.

    But he quickly denied his sinful idea-this person is still alive, and he clearly knows that he is alive! If I didn't meet him, it would be fine. If I met him, how could a living person still be here waiting to die?

    The huge voice was chasing Wan Jingtian, shaking his heart.

    He used the strength of his whole body to pull the uncle to run. In fact, his speed is not slow, but the speed of the avalanche is faster!

    The rumbling sound was almost behind his ears, and he seemed to have felt the violent icy aura hitting him, and the air rushing into him made him unstable.

    But the ice hill that took refuge in the front was still one kilometer away, so it was too late anyway.

    As soon as it got dark, Wan Jingtian pounced on the uncle's head without thinking, using his chest and abdomen to support him in the final breathing space. And he himself put his head down, covering his head with his hands.

    The tide of ice and snow came in an instant, weighing heavily on his back!

    The ice and snow on the ice field is not as light and soft as you think, and it is not very different from mudslides and the like.

    what! Wan Jingtian yelled, but the sound could not be heard under the snow.

    After that, there is a long-lasting darkness.

    He fainted.