He began to continue carving, and with each stroke of the knife, the wood carving gradually took shape, until another ten years passed, and when more than 90% of the wood carving was completed, the world outside became even colder.

The whining wind kept blowing, the food became less and less, and the coldness in the cave also increased day by day. Gradually, more and more people never woke up after falling asleep. When they were discovered, they were already dead.

Became a corpse.

When this kind of thing started to spread, when the temperature in the cave was similar to that outside, ice flowers began to appear in the cave, and even many places became ice queen. There were not many people in the cave, and they were placed in front of them.

What is before us is a choice. If you stay here, you are destined to die, but if you leave here, you may still have a glimmer of life and find another place where you can survive.

So there was the first group of people who left and never came back, then the second group, the third group...

After Xiaobao woke up one morning, he noticed something strange around him. When he touched his wife who was almost stiff, he hugged her tremblingly and kept rubbing her. After finally waking up his wife, he also knew why his wife

This happened because his wife was worried about his physical weakness and used her body to block the wind outlet of the cave every night.

"We are also migrating!" Xiaobao said firmly after being silent.

A few days later, they were the fourth group of people to leave, walking in the wind and snow, in the white sky and the ground, looking for another place to live and survive. For three days in a row, in this vastness, one day

At noon, an avalanche suddenly came and flooded the world in front of everyone.

Meng Hao stood in mid-air, silently looking down. He didn't know how many times he wanted to take action, but he finally suppressed it. But now, he couldn't do it anymore. Just when he was about to take action, he suddenly froze.

.

He saw that in the snow, there was a place that was loosening slightly. Gradually, a woman crawled out from it. That was Yan'er. After all, she was a monk. Even if she lost her cultivation, her body was still better than that of a mortal.

a lot of.

She was thin and weak. When she crawled out, she was not alone, but holding Xiaobao who had passed out. In this ice and snow, in this silence, Yaner held Xiaobao firmly and gave him warm hugs.

At the same time, he carried him behind his back, looked around blankly, gritted his teeth and walked back.

Meng Hao's heart was deeply touched at this moment. Yan'er's thin body and weak aura burst out at this moment with a wave of tenacity and persistence.

She carried Xiaobao on her back and walked for three days. During these three days, Xiaobao sometimes fell into coma and sometimes woke up. His body was very hot. This was not a fever, but a sign before he was frozen to death.

Yan'er shed tears, kept calling Xiaobao's name, and used her body to warm Xiaobao, but Xiaobao's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Even in his body, Meng Hao had already seen the soul dissipating. Meng Hao understood that this represented the ninth life of the clone, which had reached its extreme. A bright light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his right hand and pointed away.

But the moment his fingertips fell, his body shook violently, and a huge rebound force burst out. He was unable to interfere or control it.

Even with just this finger, Meng Hao immediately felt that the eight marks that had been formed in the Ninth Forbidden City were cracked in Kaka. It seemed that if Meng Hao interfered again, these eight marks would collapse.

And this Ninth Forbidden City will also completely eliminate the possibility of coming to Luotian Starry Sky.

Meng Hao was silent. Although it was his first time to try this result, he actually had this awareness a long time ago.

"Did you fail..." Meng Hao's eyes were filled with confusion. He felt bitter in his heart as he looked at Xiaobao's body and his soul gradually flying out.

But at this moment, Yan'er did something that shocked Meng Hao. She looked at Xiaobao's green face and his gradually losing breath, and her eyes showed softness.

"Master, I like you. I was like you in my previous life, and I am like you in this life..." Yan'er murmured softly, lowered her head, bit her wrist, put it in Xiaobao's mouth, and let her hot blood flow into Xiaobao's mouth.

Bao's body.

This is the only and warmest substance on her body.

Soon, the wound healed, and she bit it open again, not caring about the pain. In this way, in the process of constantly using her own blood to restore Xiaobao's body temperature, Xiaobao's life was hung, and he did not die.

They finally returned to the cave where they had lived for many years. The moment they returned to the cave entrance, she fainted.

A few days later, Xiaobao woke up. He could not see his wife, but he knew that his wife had saved him again.

In the silence, Xiaobao cried. He cried, and his wife hugged him. The two of them silently felt each other's warmth in the cave.

It wasn't until a long time ago that Xiaobao raised his right hand and subconsciously touched his side, but it was in vain and his whole body trembled.

Wood carving, gone.

He had completed more than 90% of the wood carvings, and the wood carvings that had been with him for decades were buried there in that avalanche.

After a while, Xiaobao seemed to have lost all his energy at once, and sighed softly in bitterness.

His wife behind him watched this scene in silence. Late at night, after Xiaobao fell asleep, his wife stood up, straightened her clothes, looked back at Xiaobao, gritted her teeth, and walked out.

She knew that it was his life.

She walked along the original path in the wind and snow. Her already weak body, which was almost exhausted due to the loss of a large amount of blood, seemed like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

She walked for several days and came to the place where the avalanche had occurred. She dug in the snow there and kept digging. Her hands became stiff and she kept digging.

She dug up the corpses of her companions who were buried at that time, until when her whole consciousness was about to become blurred, she dug up the wooden carving.

She smiled, put the wooden sculpture in her arms, endured the coma, turned around and walked towards the cave along the original path. One day later, she started to have a fever. She felt very hot, and her spirits suddenly improved.

She walked faster and her body became hotter. Until two days later, when she saw the cave, she smiled and smiled. She didn't know how she walked back to the cave. When she saw Xiaobao's

In an instant, her body fell down.

"Xiaobao, I brought you... the wood carving..."

"Xiaobao, I promised to protect you, but I can't do it anymore..."

"Master, I... like you." Yan'er spoke softly, and as Xiaobao trembled, her breath disappeared.

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Xiaobao's body was shaking. A few mornings ago, when he woke up and found that his wife was missing, he didn't know where her wife had gone. He was blind and he didn't have the ability to go out alone to look for her.

He could only sit at the entrance of the cave every day, shivering there, using his ears to listen to the sound of the wind outside, and listen to the sound of the wind to see if there were his wife's footsteps.

He waited one day, one day, and another, until he was desperate. At that time, he laughed miserably, and the scenes from his childhood in the forest reappeared.

"Why, I'm a blind man!" Xiaobao laughed miserably. He had been deceiving himself, telling himself that it didn't matter if he couldn't see the world, but at this moment, he hated himself for being blind.

"They're all gone, parents are gone, Man'er is gone, she's gone too, and I'm the only one left..." Xiaobao shed tears, his hair was already gray, like a lonely old man, at the entrance of the cave

, making a lonely cry.

He didn't know how long it had passed, it seemed like hours, it seemed like days, until that day, he heard footsteps coming in the wind. He was familiar with those footsteps. When he stood up tremblingly and struggling, he felt

He reached a body and fell into his arms.

It was a cold body, very cold, very cold.

"Xiaobao, I brought you... the wood carving..."

"Xiaobao, I promised to protect you, but I can't do it anymore..."

"Master, I... like you." These three words were like thunder blasting into Xiaobao's ears. Xiaobao trembled and hugged the body tightly in his arms. He wanted to say something, but his throat

As if he was stuck and unable to make a sound, his heart seemed to be penetrated at this moment.

When his mind stung, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, which fell into the void behind his wife, forming a blood flower that he couldn't see.

He thought of the big sister in the forest when he was a child, and of the face in his memory that he lifted up the other person's curtain on the night they got married.

I remembered the laughter around me when Man'er was born, I remembered my wife accompanying me and carving with me in the heavy rain, I remembered the moment my parents died, and the comfort around me when I was sad.

I thought of the other person who took care of me when I was sick during the snowstorm, of the figure who shielded me from the wind and died of blood in the early morning, and of the taste of blood in my mouth after the avalanche.

For a long time, he knew that his wife in his arms had no breath, but he didn't believe it. He shed more tears and murmured.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here. You take a rest. Your body is very cold. I'll help you warm it up." Xiaobao hugged his wife's body with gentleness on his face and returned to the cave. After putting his wife's body down,

Use your own body temperature to warm——
Chapter completed!