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Chapter 275 White Forest

Where is this?

The bitter cold wind blew across his cold cheeks. Pandelia shook her dizzy head and slowly opened her eyes. A snow-white scene wrapped in silver was instantly imprinted into her eyes. The sunlight shone through the still green branches and leaves of the pine and cypress forest, and it shone brightly on the crystal snow. In the distance, a gray hare hiding behind her suddenly jumped out. Her eyes, which looked like ruby, warily at the humans in the distance and then jumped and disappeared.

Feeling the stiffness and coldness of her body, Pandilia subconsciously wrapped herself in a thick coat wrapped around her body, trying to recall the vague and messy memories in her mind. After a long time, she finally remembered the horrific experience that seemed like a nightmare last night.

After looking around nervously, when she saw a familiar figure lying motionless in the snow beside her, the uneasiness and depression in her heart suddenly sootheed, and she kept calling someone's name softly, but the other party did not react at all.

The silent heart was raised again.

Pandilia struggled to get up tremblingly, moved to someone's side with heavy steps and patted her. When she found that the other person's face was pale and silent, she immediately reached out to someone's breath and heart.

Breathing is weak and heartbeats are steady.

He was not dead.

But the problem is that he is almost no different from the dead. No matter how Pandilia shouts and slaps, she cannot wake up from her coma.

At this time, she suddenly remembered the other party’s last instructions last night.

"The safety of my life will depend on you."

Did he expect that this would happen to him early in the morning, so he specifically said this warning when he took her away? Perhaps only in this way can he explain his current weirdness.

However, is it really okay for him to believe in himself like this?

Pandilia laughed bitterly and began to observe the surrounding environment. Judging by the direction of sunlight, the time was probably in the early morning, which means they were unconscious all night. Judging from the dense pine and cypress forest covered with snow and the messy branches and leaves in front of them, they thought they were in a forest baptized by a blizzard.

The forest?!

Thinking of their current situation, Pandilia's face was even more bitter. If it weren't for the experienced hunters who were familiar with the forest, it would be difficult for ordinary people to escape smoothly and safely from the complex terrain and wild beasts hidden in the forest.

With a light sigh, Pandillia began to pick up the scattered dead branches around her. At least he and she needed a warm and hot fire now.

There were many dead branches and leaves in the snow. After a while, Pandelia collected many dead branches and stacked them together. She stared at the piles of dead branches in front of her. She suddenly forgot something, and she did not have the tools to make fire on her body.

Maybe he should have it?

His eyes turned to Xia Lan, who was unconscious on the side, and Pandilia quickly walked to him and began to grop. Unfortunately, there was nothing on him.

After looking at the quaint virtual ring on the other party's finger, Pandelia lamented again. She believed that there must be all kinds of things to survive in the wild in the other party's virtual ring. What's more, a small fire-making tool, once in the Leraso Mountains and the escape from the territory of Viscount Frant. Xia Lan would always arrange all the needs of daily life. Now when it was Pandelia's turn to take care of the other party, she did not have the ability to resettle Xia Lan.

Is it just because the difference is the large amount of utensils stored in a virtual ring? Perhaps there is a part, but Pandillia cannot do anything like Xia Lan. If he was awake now, they might have been drinking hot broth, and even the route to leave the forest has been planned.

The method is required to open the virtual ring, and the method is generally specially set by the owner of the virtual ring. If the method to open is not clear, except for having enough strength to crack violently, others will have nothing to do.

Pandilia didn't know the way to start, and she didn't have the ability to brute force, so she could only regretfully give up the idea of ​​making a fire.

It was still early, so Pandilia simply carried Xia Lan and slowly left in a direction in the forest. Although she was petite, she was of lower level and had the strength to be inferior to her, and carrying a man was not a big problem compared to her.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sunlight shining above my head had already changed direction, but Pandelia was still wandering and lost in the forest. Small beads of sweat kept sliding down on her white and pretty cheeks and forehead. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead stones, but she still gritted her silver teeth and moved step by step. The idea of ​​being impatient to leave the forest in her heart has been supporting her actions, because she knew that once night fell, they might fall into a more dangerous environment.

In the quiet white forest, occasionally the wind blew the branches and leaves and rustled. Suddenly, Pandilia, who was carrying Xia Lan, felt soft and she fell on the snow in an instant.

She clenched her fists and tried to struggle to stand up with struggle, but her feet were extremely weak and could no longer support her body. She gasped and looked at Xia Lan, who had her eyes closed and her pale face, and she lay weakly in the snow and looked up at the gradually dim sky.

She gave up.

Maybe she and him will really die here today.

No one will know their name, no one will know their identity.

Death is the most fair for everyone. No matter how high or low, no matter how poor or rich, everyone will eventually end up with the end of death without exception.

Looking at Xia Lan's handsome cheeks, Pandilia reached out and stroked her.

This man must have an ulterior motive story. He has no heart and soul, like an empty body.

The deepest secret hidden in those dead and dark eyes, but no one knew this secret.

He won't say it, she won't ask.

If she really asked the day she found out, it means she had fallen in love with him.

A woman's relationship is so complex that it is elusive. She can fall in love with a man in one second or hate a man in one second. Pandilia doesn't know if she falls in love with the man in front of her who wants to protect her even if she does not hesitate to live. Perhaps the factors that the other party's mouth erroneous will become a grudge in her heart. However, what does this matter?

The vision began to blur, the heavy eyelids drooped and closed unwillingly, and the will began to blur, and in a vague way, she seemed to hear the creaking footsteps stomping on the snow...

This is--

A wild beast?

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The World Cup has finally ended, and the long life of day and night has come to an end. It is not surprising that Germany won the Cup. Argentina's tenacious performance is indeed commendable. Although he lost a lot of bets, he lost every four years. At least the excitement when watching the game is unforgettable.
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