The cold wind whirred in my ears, and there was no sign of people within a radius of dozens of miles.

A large piece of rough cloth was tied to the two cold bamboos, and they were made into a temporary stretcher.

Bob was carrying the load in front, and Hans was obviously the labor force behind.

Yang Jian lay on a stretcher, shivering in a blanket.

He was cold all over and stiff, and he could no longer speak.

"If this continues, it won't work. Brother Jian's physique is too weak and will cause coldness," Hans said with concern.

"As such a thin fire element, even raising fire has become a problem," Bob was also anxious.

"Xixi", Feng asked, "Is there any way to summon the fire spirit?"

"I'll try," Sissi bit her little lip.

She held the wand and chanted something.

"The omnipresent fire spirit, summon Yad Flame for me!"

A light flashed on the wand, but after a moment, it dimmed.

Nothing happened.

"The fire element is too thin, it seems that the summoning has failed." Xixi drooped her little head.

Just as the light on the wand was about to disappear, the light and shadow suddenly flashed in the open space in front of me.

Accompanied by a brisk dragon roar, a small fire dragon with a strange shape appeared.

The little dragon waved its small flesh wings and could barely fly off the ground.

"Little Fire Dragon Fleet!" Everyone's eyes lit up.

Hans and Bob quickly put down the stretcher and looked for dry firewood, thatch and other fire-driven objects from around.

Stack these flammable materials together and add a few pieces of dark charcoal.

"Fleet, make a fire right away!" Sissi issued an order.

"Ying", the little fire dragon screamed happily, and then flew to the pile of firewood.

"Huhh!", a hot breath of fire dragon was sprayed out from its mouth.

"Puchi!", the thatch was ignited and the flames suddenly shone brightly.

Hans and Bob carried the stretcher next to the fire, where you could feel the hot heat source continuously providing heat.

Looking at the firelight reflecting the redness of Yang Jian's face.

"In this way, Brother Jian won't be cold."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and sat in a circle around the fire.

It is really not easy to have such warmth in the severe cold.

Soon, Hans and Bob fell to the ground and snored.

The little loli blushed and was sleeping soundly.

The sharpshooter Feng calmed down.

The little fire dragon Fleet wandered around as a warning.

The cold wind was around, but the members of Yang Jian's team slept so sweetly.

At some point, Yang Jian opened his eyes on the stretcher. He wiped his eyes as if he had woken up from a big dream.

Watching the people scattered and fell asleep soundly.

Yang Jian couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

"These teammates are so cute."

"Sometimes, although it is indeed a stubborn person, this is not a generous person."

Yang Jian took off his coat and gently covered Xiao Qianxi.

He took out a cigarette, lit it on the fire, and then took a sip without any haste.

He fell into deep thought in the smoke.
Chapter completed!