Chapter 710: Rescue: Mr. Lu, who is walking on colorful clouds, is here (6 more)
At this time, Li Chengcang also arrived.
Lu Shiyuan picked up the gun he dropped and threw it to him along with the gun in his hand. Li Chengcang reached out to catch it, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but... you're too late."
"I'm already very fast, do you know that now the entire Yanjing city has turned upside down, and they say that the pattern of Yanjing is about to change."
"The pattern is going to change?" Lu Shiyuan sneered, and when the police held Lai Zhihao, he released his hand and brushed off the broken snow on his trousers, "Why Yao?"
"It's up to him." Li Chengcang was relieved that Lu Shiyuan was safe and sound.
"He...doesn't have this ability!"
Lu Shiyuan's tone,
Insanity like never before.
"I think I can close the Internet." Li Chengcang said bluntly. .
"No hurry, wait for him to climb higher, higher..." Lu Shiyuan's mouth curled up, "If you fall like this, you will die even worse."
Lai Zhihao seemed to understand something from their few words.
He Yao thinks that he is the chess player, that he masters the situation in Yanjing, and can even control the life and death of others...
Actually,
He is the pawn!
Lu Shiyuan and Li Chengcang were the ones who played the game.
Bone-biting cold!
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The little apprentice hiding on the other side is also ready to follow the light source.
There is no lighting equipment on her body. When the light source disappears in the sky, the surrounding is dark, and she does not know where to go.
Just as she hesitated and was about to return to the tent...
A wolf howl was heard.
She forgot.
There are wolves in this snowy area!
She picked up a dead branch on the ground as a weapon, hurriedly returned to the tent, and glanced at the cow dung piled in the tent.
The wolf should be afraid of fire.
I don't care if the whereabouts will be discovered by the gang.
She looked around for a long time, and finally found a fire tool, but the cow dung was soaked in snow water, it was a little wet, and it was not easy to ignite, but she heard the faint sound of stepping on snow outside the tent …
The surroundings are quiet.
There is breathing outside.
That voice does not belong to people!
Wolf, here we come!
At that moment, her whole heart came to her throat, when the cow dung was ignited, the whole tent was surrounded by fire, and the wolf shadow outside the tent became clearer.
Surround, wander.
It seems to be waiting for the prey to come out.
There are many wild animals in the snow area, which will attract many poachers. She has been in the snow area for a while, and she has come into contact with some wild animals on weekdays.
Only from a distance, never close-up.
And the direwolf, this is the first time I see it.
In such an environment, even if there is a fire, she will not feel any warmth on her body.
Hungry and cold for several days,
She even thought desperately:
I may die like this.
There is an open flame in the tent, and the lone wolf dare not approach.
The heart hangs in the throat.
The surroundings are too quiet, like a dead zone.
In the huge snow field, it seemed that she was the only one left.
Despair, loneliness, fear, all kinds of emotions filled her.
She didn't know the passage of time, but she didn't dare to sleep. She observed the cow dung in the tent, hoping to last until dawn.
The lone wolf was wandering outside the account, slowly, there seemed to be no movement outside the account...
The cow dung is about to burn out, and the sky seems to be gradually brightening.
It is dawn.
It's gone?
Still hide and prepare for the opportunity!
Relax and listen carefully to the movement outside.
"Squeak, squeak—"
Stomping on snow.
And the sound is getting closer.
The lone wolf is back!
At this time, the sky outside has gradually brightened, and the shadows shaking outside cannot be seen from the tent.
When the sound of stepping on the snow stopped outside the account, at that moment...
Her heart tightened.
Cardiac arrest and difficulty breathing.
Then,
The door of the tent was slowly opened, and the bone-eroding cold wind swept in the snow, rushing in instantly, blowing out the only bit of cow dung left in the tent.
It was as if the fire of hope in her heart had been extinguished.
She tightened the wooden stick in her hand, and the moment she raised it high, the tent door was more than half opened...
The man bowed and leaned halfway into the tent.
He was wearing goggles and a face mask, and her eyes met, but she recognized him.
She held up a wooden stick and froze in place, feeling like she was dreaming.
The nerves that had been tense for a long time suddenly relaxed.
Fingers trembling.
"Bang—" The stick slipped from the palm of his hand and hit the ground.
The hand that was raised high was caught by him before it fell!
She was stunned,
The body is no longer as cold and hollow as before.
"Ji Jiuxi, it's me!"
His body resisted the cold, biting most of the cold wind, covering her from the wind and snow.
"Finally..." He murmured, in her ear, hoarse, depressed, a little stuffy through a layer of mask, but the heat penetrated through the mask, eroding her ears a little bit.
"Found you."
He was breathing heavily, and even in the thick windbreaker, she seemed to feel the sharp rise and fall of his chest.
What is calm and rational, all collapsed at this moment.
She reached out her hand tremblingly and gently grabbed the clothes by his waist.
The whole person is buried in his arms…
Only one thought popped into her mind:
Mr. Lu who is driving colorful clouds,
Here.