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"A Mian Woo...Where are you, I need you..." Yun whimpered, thinking about it.

"Think about it?" A low, erratic voice came down from above.

Yun thought about it, she was full of tears and blood stains, she was afraid that she was an illusion.

"Think about it, hold on." The voice was deliberately lowered, and Yun thoughtfully whispered back, "A Mian?"

"It's me, I'll save you immediately, you have to hold on." Although Song Mian detected vital signs and guessed that it was Yun Xiang think about it, but she really got her response before she was completely relieved.

Fortunately, they were not buried very deep, and here may be because of the deep-rooted stone rock underneath, it is very stable and can communicate with each other a little.

Song Mian and Han Zhaolin acted quickly. Song Mian guided Han Zhaolin while quickly and decisively.

Soon Tang Zhiyun's **** back appeared in their eyes, because the weather was freezing, but the wound was frozen, without causing a lot of blood loss, but Tang Zhiyu's vital signs were already very weak.

Song Mian gave Han Zhaolin a gesture and asked Han Zhaolin to dig snow from the other side. He took out a few silver needles and quickly plunged into Tang Zhiyu's back, behind his head, a few acupuncture points on his hand.

Only then was Tang Zhiyu carefully pulled up.

Feeling that the strength above was reduced, Yun thought about seeing Song Mian's foot: "A Mian, he was shot four times."

One shot was on the back and one shot on the front chest, neither of which was a fatal position, but both shots were blocked for her, and the other two shots were on the knee, and Lucia deliberately tortured him to vent his anger.

"Don't move!" Song Mian snorted coldly.

As soon as everyone was stiff, they felt that as Tang Zhiyu was pulled away, the snow began to fall.

Han Zhaolin's face changed: "The two of them are resistance. If you pull them apart, Xuefeng will fall again."

Obviously Song Mian also found this. Here is like a balance of building blocks. Yun Xiangxiang and Tang Zhiyu have become a part of it. Once they are separated, the snow mountain will collapse again.

Song Mian looked at the surrounding environment, he slowly crouched down, Han Zhaolin grabbed his arm: "What are you going to do?"

"Tang Zhiyu will hand it over to you in a moment, and send him to the nearest Song's medical institution as soon as possible. He tells the doctor that the silver needle on his body must be pulled out after five hours, and don't treat him after it is pulled out. To perform the operation, you only need to guarantee his life signs, even if it is weak, don't move, everything will be said when I come back."

"Song Mian..."

"After listening to me, you took him on the plane, immediately called A Jun, sent him the situation here, and asked him to plan a path for me. This is the only hope we can all survive." Song Mian Continue to squat down, Tang Zhiyu dragged up a little bit.

Han Zhaolin shook his fist, and he reached out to take Tang Zhiyu.

Song Mian gave Han Zhaolin a look, the tacit understanding between the brothers, so that while Han Zhaolin almost lifted Tang Zhiyu, Song Mian rushed forward, replacing Tang Zhiyu's position, covered in Yun think Body.

A lot of snow rolled down, piled up on the side of Yun Xiang think and Song Mian stacked, almost covered them up again, they dare not breathe, waiting for everything to calm down, in fact, they are also drumming in their hearts, afraid that they will not stop The estimation was wrong, the snow mountain collapsed again, and the four of them were washed down together.

Fortunately, God is not so cruel. After a long three minutes, Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian were covered in snow again. Xue Feng finally stopped sliding, and did not dare to move. He helped Han Zhilin of Tang Zhiyu and vomited for a long time. In a breath, he looked at the pile of snow that had piled up in front of him again. After all, he raised his hand and waved the cloth on his hand. The helicopter that followed them all over the sky also got some data. As close as possible to them, A rescue ladder was thrown.

At the moment of grasping the rescue ladder, Han Zhaolin couldn't help but look back again, his arms clasped Tang Tangyu, and left the dangerous place a little bit with the helicopter.

The white snowy mountains, the sky is gray and pale, so cold.

As soon as he got on the plane, Han Zhaolin immediately contacted Qi Jun. Qi Jun, a savage, did not have any experience of the wild scene?

No one is richer in experience than him, and here he has been on an expedition. At that time, he encountered a blizzard and was unable to move forward. Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise Qi Jun may have no back and forth.

"Don't be afraid." Song Mian turned on the phone's lighting, and gently rubbed Yun's face with her fingertips.

"As long as you are here, I'm not afraid." Without this moment, Yun felt relieved to think about it.

Song Mian's straight back seemed to support the fallen sky for her. Even for such a small world, she felt inexplicably warm and fearless.

In a narrow space, Yun thinks that her head is lying on her side, Song Mian is on her back, and her head is protruding from her shoulder, facing her. The faint light illuminates her face, and she is psychedelic and tan The pupil of her eyes shone brightly, as if he appeared to light up her entire world.

He moved slightly, kissed her on the forehead, grasped her soft grass, and slowly interlocked her fingers: "Think about it, I don’t know if we can survive this disaster alive, but we don’t care about anything. It’s not separated at all, even if it’s dead, it’s going to be together, okay?”

At this time, don't talk about the false ones, you must make good psychological preparations.

"Huh." Yun thought and smiled and nodded his head with a frozen finger, as if to get close to the temperature. "As long as I can be with you, I'm not afraid of where to go."

Although she also can't bear Liu Liu, she knows that Liu Liu will be very sad if she doesn't have parents, but she believes that Song Kai, who can cultivate such an excellent Song Mian, will definitely raise Liu Liujiao as well as Song Mian.

"Thank you, my wife." Song Mian's lips slowly stretched.

His eyes were deep, purple and black eyes were flowing in the light, she wanted to snuggle into her arms, but as soon as she moved, the snow around her began to loosen, and she immediately froze.

I can only hold him tighter: "A Mian, I have never regretted marrying you. Even now, I am still honored to be able to marry you, and you have never been sorry for me."

We are husband and wife. Husbands and wives should share the same situation.

Marrying you is not for the comfort and enjoyment that Turi brings to me, it is because you love and care for me the purest.

There will never be a man in this world who can tolerate me like you do, so that I will have no worries about what I do.

As for these crises, it is just that: if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.