Chapter 74, go down the mountain [please collect]

The three slowly climbed out of the cave. Lingxiao Tower sealed the hole with snow, and then took the two women to slowly walk in the snow-covered mountain forest. Their speed was very slow, more than half an hour before they walked three miles, comparable to turtle climbing.

"Wanniang, Brother Lou, carry you behind your back!" Ling Xiaolou held Wanniang's hand tightly and said sadly.

Song Huaer's injury has not recovered, and it is very difficult to walk. Although Wan Niang was not injured, she still had to help Song Huaer. Her thin body trembled with cold under the mountain wind, and her little face turned red. He was heartbroken to death.

"Brother Lou, why don't you recite the picture of your sister?" Wan Niang's little face was as cold as red cloth, but she still thought of Song Huaer.

"No!" Before Ling Xiaolou opened his mouth, Song Huaer refused first, "I can do it myself. I don't want him to recite it!"

"Humph... I won't recite it if you want me to recite it!" Ling Xiaolou looked at Wanniang angrily, grabbed Wanniang and pulled her on his back. Song Huaer fell into the snow without the support of Wan Niang.

"Aren't you good at it?" Ling Xiaolou said happily.

"Building...Brother, let's help Sister Huaer!" Although Wan Niang was very dissatisfied with Song Huaer's always targeting Ling Xiaolou, she couldn't bear to see Song Huaer freeze to death on the snowy mountain.

"Wanniang, you are too kind..." Ling Xiaolou sighed, turned to Song Huaer, squatted down to help Song Huaer, but was thrown away by Song Huaer and couldn't help saying angrily, "Song Huaer, you want to die, wipe your neck!"

With that, he threw his knife to her and then said, "If our Wan Niang hadn't been too kind to see you freeze to death here, I wouldn't bear to refuse her to save you, otherwise who cares your life or death?"

"You..." Song Huaer's face was red and white, and her chest fluctuated violently.

"I still don't want to die..." Ling Xiaolou said in his heart and put away the knife. Then he grabbed Song Huaer, took her delicate hand and carried her on her left shoulder. At the same time, she moved Wan Niang from her back to her right shoulder and told her, "You have caught it!" Then he strode and ran.

In a short time, his speed increased to the extreme.

Song Huaer still wanted to struggle a few times, but when Ling Xiaolou ran, she was silent.

In Song Huaer's eyes, Ling Xiaolou is a villain. The big villain who peeked at her body and even touched her body and insulted her innocence. She has no good impression of Ling Xiaolou. If she can, she even wants to kill him directly.

Of course, she just wants to think that if she loses her mind, she will definitely do so. Unfortunately, she is not an impulsive person. Anyway, Ling Xiaolou also saved her. During the period when she was covered with a quilt, she thought quietly. Although she didn't want to admit it, it was true.

And she understands that with such a serious internal injury, her body has left a hidden injury. Even if she recovers from internal injuries, these dark injuries will torture her for the rest of her life. Perhaps in the future, she will be lucky enough to have a chance to eliminate the hidden injury, but this is an illusory thing and cannot be determined.

But since she woke up, she has looked at her body carefully, and those hidden wounds that seemed helpless to her have disappeared. Wanniang has no Jingyuan, not a practitioner, so the only explanation is this villain teenager, who actually used his Jingyuan to help her heal her dark wounds.

Although she is not old, she has been well-informed in the past two years since her family's accident, but she has never heard that there is such a magical essence in the world. Although the teenager with magical essence was a big pervert and blasphemed her, she still had a trace of curiosity in her heart and wanted to uncover the mysterious veil on the teenager's cheek.

Lingxiao Tower carried her and Wan Niang in the snowy mountains and forests, and snow-covered mountains passed by them. Although she and Wan Niang are not heavy, they add up to 170 catties.

It is not difficult for a practitioner with a fine element to carry a weight of two or three hundred pounds. But if you carry two or three hundred pounds and run in the mountains and forests, there is nothing you can do. There may be one in 100 who can run with 170 catties.

This number is already very high.

The roads in the mountains and forests are rugged and difficult to walk, and with snow cover, the road conditions are more complicated. After being hunted down, she rushed to the snowy mountains and forests desperately, just to block the enemy with the characteristics of natural traps everywhere. Running in the snowy forest, half of the injuries on her body were caused by a careless fall while escaping.

Although her hatred for Lingxiaolou has decreased, she is still very happy to see his jokes. Ling Xiaolou carried the two of them running in the snowy mountains and forests, and he couldn't run far to lie down. Instead, she was a little worried about whether the thief would fall into serious injury again...

When Lingxiao Tower ran lightly and quickly in the snowy mountains and forests for half an hour, she put away her contempt and became solemn.

This teenager, who looks one or two years younger than her, has such endurance. Even if she is majestic and runs for so long, she is tired and out of breath, but Ling Xiaolou seems to have nothing to do, which is not easy.

She also found that Ling Xiaolou was so familiar with the snowy mountains and forests. No, she was not familiar with it, but an instinct that exuded her bones. Stones, rotten wood, pits, cliffs and other traps, which are quite troublesome to her, are not a problem in Lingxiaolou's eyes. He marched at a steady pace and always avoided these traps every time he fell.

Once or twice, she can think of it as luck. If she is lucky, she can also do it. But in half an hour, Lingxiaolou escaped thousands of such traps. How can this be explained by luck?

When Ling Xiaolou carried her and Wan Niang to rush to the snow mountain, her curiosity about Ling Xiaolou suddenly became stronger.

It took more than an hour to carry two women down the snowy mountain.

Renhuai City is close at hand.

"We must enter the city before dark."

Ling Xiaolou looked up at the sky. The sunset was slowly falling, and the blood-red light enveloped the three people, as if covering them with a bloody cloak.

"Then let's go! I can run. Brother Lou must be very hard. You can just recite the painting sister!" Wan Niang thought that Ling Xiaolou was tired. She looked at the city gate of the earth and stone not far away and jumped and said, "I'm still very powerful."

Ling Xiaolou smiled bitterly, and he didn't mean that at all. Song Huaer hesitated and asked them to wait. Then she turned to a locust tree bent by snow. In a short time, she came out and became a middle-aged woman in her forties. She looked ordinary and would never attract attention when walking in the crowd.

Ling Xiaolou squinted and smiled. Song Huaer is a sensible person.

"Are you... the painting sister?" Wan Niang looked at the middle-aged woman in a stunned.

"What do you think?" The middle-aged woman showed her little daughter, which was disgusting, but her voice betrayed her. The middle-aged woman was indeed the appearance of Song Huaer after her change of appearance.

"Amazing!" Wan Niang clapped her hands, jumped around Song Huaer three times like a deer, and said enviously, "Sister Huaer, can you teach me?"

"If you want to learn, of course." Song Huaer's voice became a little rough, and it was really a little cheerful and enthusiastic. "But you have to worship your teacher first..." After saying that, she smiled and pulled Wan Niang Shiran to Renhuai City.

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