Zhang Qiling ran over quickly. Fortunately, the place where 817 teleported him was very close to Wuxie and the others. When the knife was about to cut across Wuxie's neck, he caught the Wang family member holding the knife, and before he could do anything, With one move, there was a sudden explosion behind them, and a group of them were blown away by the air wave and fell into the cliff.
Wu Xie detonated the explosive the moment the Wang family's dagger was about to scratch his neck. Zhang Qiling's sudden appearance was something he did not expect.
His body suddenly hung in the air, and the cold wind whizzed past his ears. Wu Xie closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and allowed himself to fall. The biting cold wind blew against his body like a knife. Everything in the past came to his mind. He thought His life was finally going to end on this day, until... someone grabbed his hand.
He opened his eyes, and Zhang Qiling, whose face was stained with blood, burst into his sight. The scene in front of him opened the valve of memory. The same appearance, similar eyes, and the same desperation...
A tear slipped from the corner of the innocent eye and floated upward.
Zhang Qiling grabbed Wu Xie's hand, pulled him into his arms, and then turned over and placed himself under Wu Xie. "It's okay." Zhang Qiling whispered in Wu Xie's ear, his voice drifting into the distance. It broke the heart of a person who had been suppressed for many years.
The falling process was very long, as if a century had passed. The two of them hit the snow hard and sank into it.
Snowflakes fell on Zhang Qiling's eyelashes. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the still empty sky as Wu Xie said in the original work, but a dense mass of dark clouds, with purple lightning from time to time. It flashed by.
Looking at the thick clouds, a voice in Zhang Qiling's heart told him that this was coming for him, and he had to...leave here quickly.
Feeling Wu Xie pressing on his chest, Zhang Qiling slowly sat up. He carefully placed Wu Xie on the snow, looked at his still heaving chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He stood up and took one last look at Wu Xie, then limped away from here. The snow fell heavier and heavier until it completely covered the traces he left.
Zhang Qiling walked aimlessly. He didn't know how long he had walked or how far he had walked, but a voice in his heart told him to stay as far away from Wuxie as possible, so he never stopped for a moment.
The falling snowflakes suddenly stopped and floated in the air. Zhang Qiling paused and stared blankly at the bizarre scene in front of him.
A thunderbolt the size of a baby's arm condensed on the dark clouds above his head and struck Zhang Qiling. Zhang Qiling looked at the thunderbolt and took a step back when the thunderbolt appeared in front of him.
A pale yellow light suddenly appeared on his body, and the light formed a protective shield, covering him in. Purple lightning struck the protective shield, leaving a small crack.
Zhang Qiling put her hand on the protective cover, her eyes were in a trance, and she murmured, "817."
In the sky, perhaps because Zhang Qiling was angry because he didn't hit him, dark clouds rolled violently, and a bolt of lightning that was even bigger than before condensed and struck straight towards Zhang Qiling.
The cracks in the protective shield were even bigger, and wisps of lightning came in and struck Zhang Qiling. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground.
More lightnings fell from the sky one after another. The protective shield was overwhelmed and full of cracks. Thunder and lightning flashed through Zhang Qiling's body, and he curled up in pain.
When his consciousness was blurred, Zhang Qiling thought to himself, had he experienced the happiness of an immortal cultivator?
The body copied by the system for Zhang Qiling gradually collapsed under the lightning strike, and his original soul was vaguely exposed. The thunder and lightning began to give up attacking his body and turned their attacks on his soul.
Every time he was struck by lightning, his soul seemed to be torn apart. Zhang Qiling began to roll on the ground, trying to avoid the thunder. His painful screams echoed throughout the snow-capped mountains.
Wu Xie opened his eyes. Zhang Qiling was no longer around him. The surroundings were completely white. He stood up and scanned back and forth among the people lying on the ground, but there was still no one he wanted to see. .
Where is Zhang Qiling? Wuxie stood there, his eyes blank, and there was silence between heaven and earth, as if the person he was looking for had never existed.
Suddenly Su Nan, who was lying not far away, moved, and Wu Xie subconsciously found a place to hide.
He saw Su Nan stand up and go to check if the Wang family around them were still alive. She looked at everyone, but unfortunately, everyone except her was dead.
Su Nan turned to look at his position. She spotted Wu Xie and pulled out the knife from her waist. Su Nan walked towards Wu Xie and wanted to give him an end.
Wu Xie raised his hand to stop him, "Give me five minutes and listen to what I have to say."
Hearing this, Su Nan frowned and signaled him to say something quickly.
"We are now in the Kunlun Mountains of Gela. The end of the Gela Highway is an uninhabited land." Wuxie looked at her. "There are still three weeks to go before there are people. There will be a cliff in the middle. There will be a cliff alone." It’s impossible to live with it. Only two people can live with it. If you don’t want to die here with me, you can consider it.”
Su Nan frowned and looked around with wary eyes, "Where is Zhang Qiling? Why aren't you with him?"
"Why do you think I gave you this advice?" Wu Xie shrugged, "As you can see, he is gone."
"I don't believe you," Su Nan put the knife on Wu Xie's neck, "Now, let Zhang Qiling come out."
Seeing her like this, Wuxie looked helpless, "I really don't know where he is. If he is here, do you think you can threaten me?"
What he said made sense. Su Nan looked at him doubtfully, put down the knife in his hand, and turned to leave.
Wu Xie took one last look around, but still couldn't find Zhang Qiling. He frowned and followed Su Nan's pace.
Wu Xie and Su Nan were walking side by side on the snow. In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of thunder. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. There was only a thick layer of dark clouds gathering in the distance, as if a heavy snow was brewing. Nothing else weird.
He looked at Su Nan beside him and said, "Thank you."
"Stop talking nonsense," Su Nan rolled his eyes, "If I hadn't said that two of us could get out alive, I wouldn't have kept you alive."
"One code equals another. No matter what, I still want to thank you." Wuxie said.
"Come on," Su Nan looked at him, "I'm telling you, I'm just using you. If there's nothing left to eat, I'll eat you."
Wuxie looked at her and smiled without saying anything.
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Li Cu woke up with a heart palpitation. He sat up and found that he was in a tent. Was he saved?
Li Cu frowned and covered his chest. For some reason, his heart suddenly throbbed with pain. The pain almost overwhelmed him. He seemed to be drowning in water and couldn't breathe.
This feeling was not interrupted until Yang Hao opened the tent and walked in——
