Zhao Zheng didn't know how many times he rolled. The extreme cold actually made him feel slightly hot. When he finally stopped rolling, his dizziness stopped.
He opened his eyes, and the snow foam on his eyelashes fluttered away.
He quickly lowered his head. Baitao was still beside him. Fortunately, he never let go.
Zhao Zheng stretched out his fingertips tremblingly and felt her slight breathing, entangled with each other, showing her frail life characteristics.
"White peach..."
He said hoarsely.
"Zhao Zheng!"
The surrounding snowflakes seemed to be flying, hovering, or falling straight and fast.
Zhao Zheng heard Baitao calling him in a daze, but Baitao in his arms was still unconscious.
The snow was falling really hard. He lay on the snow and looked around. Everything was white.
After seeing too much, my eyes are a little blurry.
Zhao Zheng felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter. He might be heading towards death. When people are on the verge of death, they always take a quick look at their lives.
But what else does he have in his life?
It was nothing more than having a white peach. The appearance of the white peach made him know that living is not only about struggling in the quagmire.
"Zhao Zheng!"
The auditory hallucination appeared again. Zhao Zheng closed his eyes very slowly. The cold wind of death was depriving him of the living breath.
"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, please don't call me Baitao anymore. My brother always calls me like this when he wants to deal with me. He calls me by name. Why don't you change it?"
The girl tugged on his sleeve and looked at him eagerly.
"Then...Taotao."
"Okay." The girl nodded.
"I call you Taotao, and I'm older than you, so can you call me brother?"
When she mentioned that he was older than her, her eyes became round, and she turned around and said: "No, no, I have a brother, and he is my brother. I can't have another brother. Two brothers are too much." I'm greedy."
In fact, she is not greedy.
He is greedy.
What he covets is that she can stay with him forever, even if he is in Zhao State or returns to Qin State.
Zhao Zheng's consciousness became increasingly blurred, as if an invisible hand was holding his soul and falling into the abyss.
The wind is still blowing, and the snow is still falling overwhelmingly. It does not stop for death, nor does it feel compassion for death.
They are partying.
The half-grown boy and girl were lying on the snow in their arms. The blizzard covered them with thick snow quilts and slowly buried them underground.
"Chirp——"
For a moment, in the midst of death and the roar of the blizzard, a startling roar of eagles was heard from high in the snow-capped mountains. Dusk enveloped the sky and dark clouds moved rapidly.
The bulging snow pack was gradually moving, and an air current of more than a hundred feet spread out, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
There is a green, fist-sized luminous pearl slowly rising from the snow pack, as if breaking through the shackles, turning into black and white, dividing yin and yang, carrying yin and embracing yang, and injecting energy into harmony.
Putting yourself to death is a sign of rebirth.
The black clouds over the snow-capped mountains suddenly stirred into each other and turned into a hurricane, sweeping across the sky and swallowing up all the wastelands. They were like a standing Optimus Prime, carrying the sky and the earth.
Nothing can be broken without being broken.
As if his soul fell and time went back, Zhao Zheng woke up. He vaguely seemed to see a shiny bead crashing into his body, but he didn't pay too much attention and took his hand to look for the white peach.
"Peach..."
It was like having thousands of blades stuck in his throat, and he was afraid that she wouldn't be with him.
At this time, the snowstorm stopped, and the sky was completely dark. The sky seemed to be covered tightly by black steps, and no light could shine through.
Maybe he is dead and there should be nothing left to commemorate.
But when he felt Baitao's small face, small mouth, and small eyebrows.
Zhao Zheng held her in the dark snow, but the corners of his mouth were raised.
The pain was so numb that he couldn't feel anything, but he was very satisfied, especially when he carried her behind him and stood up, he actually felt that his movements were more flexible.
He was holding his injured stomach. The cloth was indeed torn by a machete, and the cracks in the cloth on his arms proved that he had escaped and fought not long ago.
Then they are now wandering after death.
Wandering together.
Zhao Zheng admitted that people are actually very selfish at heart. He never believed in fate, but at the moment before his death, he looked at all the gods. He worshiped all the gods he could think of, including Ksitigarbha, Pangu, Nuwa... .Pray that some god can save her.
But now that she was still with him, he actually felt that it was good to be like this or to die with him.
He felt very satisfied and satisfied.
Wandering after death, no matter where he was, he thought, he would take good care of her.
"Creak——"
The snow underfoot made a crunching sound. This was the only sound in the snow besides their breathing. It was like listening to the sea in the middle of the sea, subtle and broad.
He listened carefully and greedily.
That's great. From now on, this light will be his alone.
"Zhao Zheng."
The girl's weak voice came from behind, like a feather gently brushing against his ear.
Zhao Zheng was slightly stunned.
"Zhao Zheng, I'm so hot..."
There were warm little hands touching his neck. Zhao Zheng was sure that he heard correctly this time.
He quickly hugged Baitao in front of him, and when his fingers touched her skin, it was very hot, like touching a fireball. He felt extremely hot, but he didn't feel any pain.
"Taotao, what's wrong with you? Why are you so hot?"
Baitao muttered: "Zhao Zheng, I don't know, I just feel so hot, so hot. There is a place in my stomach that keeps burning and burning, and it even wakes me up. Do you think it will boil if I do this?" "
She said softly, "It's so dark. Why don't you light an oil lamp? Otherwise, would you be able to see? Are we on the way to Qin?"
Zhao Zheng's words were squeezed out of his throat: "Yes, we are on the way back to Qin."
"Then walk quickly, you can see your father and..."
Before Baitao could finish speaking, she fell into coma again. Zhao Zheng shook her, but she couldn't wake up, "Taotao, wake up Taotao."
"..."
Silence returned to the surroundings.
No, if he died and his injuries healed, then why did Baitao still fall into a coma?
Zhao Zheng covered her forehead with his hand, which was as hot as charcoal. He overturned all his previous thoughts, as if she was dead, as if alive, as if dead.
Then is he alive or dead now?
Zhao Zheng said hoarsely: "Taotao..."
His hair was covered with biting ice, and the surroundings were desolate and silent. Apart from the sound of the strong wind passing by, there was no sound of human beings.
A blizzard is coming.
Zhao Zheng carried her on his back and groped forward.
A silver-haired man stood on the top of a mountain not far away, lowering his eyelashes and looking at everything below.
His hair was blown by the wind, and when it came out, he was full of elegance, as if he were standing in the vast mist and thousands of miles of clouds.
There was a paralyzed black shadow beside the silver-haired man, tut-tutting: "Hey, look, I don't know how distressed I am, and my arms and legs are not broken. When we went through the tribulation, that thick-mouthed thunder and lightning chased everyone. Running up the hill, I don’t know how miserable it is, but you can survive the calamity just by sleeping, and you still feel unsatisfied, so what’s the matter, you slept for her this time?”
Bai Tu didn't even raise his eyebrows: "Noisy."
"Yes, yes, noisy."
The black shadow slapped his mouth, "It's also the decline of our clan, otherwise I wouldn't be able to listen to you, a male vixen, pointing fingers."
Bai Tu ignored him and turned the corner of his robe, "Let's go."
The black figure trembled, and made a jingling sound, like a ghost-shaped shop selling goods, "Let's go? Where are you going?"
"Go to the Kingdom of Zhao to prevent the Narcissus from raining and spread the plague."
"S--" the black figure took a breath, "I'm telling you, it's not your business to do whatever you do under your skin."
Bai Tu had no expression.
The black image paralyzed the liquid and twisted left and right, and then said: "I'm talking about you, you are a male vixen who dares to covet even the Human Emperor. It seems that you are so courageous and your cultivation is so high. This little vixen is still your shit. If you urinate and pull the big one with evil spirit, she will become a god in the future, and you will be related to the god, right? Then you will definitely enjoy a happy life from now on."
Finally, he went around and around to get to the point, "The brave ones will starve to death, and the timid ones will starve to death. I, the timid one, will work for you, the bold one. Isn't it too much to ask for some demonic power?"
Bai Tu didn't seem to hear anything and continued walking down the mountain, as if he was thousands of miles away from a ghost.
"What's wrong with you giving me your demonic power? Why don't you let me turn into a human form first? Alas... don't leave, old vixen! Don't think that you are great if you have four legs!"
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hot.
If the demon power was bubbling before, now it is the demon power gurgling.
Baitao even felt a little stretched.
The tail bone is still itching, as if it is about to grow hair, but I can't tell, it seems like it is about to grow a tail again.
"Well."
It feels a bit heavy, like being pressed tightly by a big stone. Baitao opened her eyelashes and saw the enlarged face of Zhao Zheng in front of her. The hair on his forehead was messy, his face was as pale as paper, and there was white frost hanging on his eyelashes.
Baitao pushed him gently.
No push.
She muttered: "Zhao Zheng."
Zhao Zheng didn't respond. Baitao huddled in his arms and flicked his tail, but suddenly he saw that he had three pointed tails.
"..."
Three big red fox tails? !
Baitao's pupils widened, and she didn't know whether to be happy or happy for a moment.
After feeling happy, Baitao pushed him and said in a somewhat weak tone, "Zhao... Zheng..."
How to do how to do.
Of course she is happy, but now her fox skin has also fallen off. My brother said that no matter what time, she should not take off the fox skin to show to others. People and monsters are different. In the eyes of people, monsters are aliens. They will be dragged out and slaughtered to pour blood on them.
Zhao Zheng still didn't respond, as if he had fainted.
Only then did Baitao realize something was wrong. She reached out and pinched his face, "Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, what's wrong with you?"
He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, he felt fleshless and a little clumsy to the touch. Baitao felt increasingly uneasy, "Zhao Zheng, you..."
Noticing that the corner of his mouth was a little brown, Bai Tao touched it with his hand and leaned over to smell it. It smelled like tree bark.
Only then did she belatedly notice that her mouth was full of the taste of minced meat.
