Chapter 395

Big beard was afraid of being scratched on his neck. His strong body was stiff and straight. "Don't, don't mess around..." "you can't, you can't hurt us." Bearded wife followed nervously.

Qiao bao'er's face is ugly. She doesn't show any affection to these people at all. Her knife is pressed on the big beard's neck. The cold metal blade instantly brings out a clearly visible bloodstain, and the thin blood slowly slides down

"I'll go. I'll go out and pick up the branches now!" Bearded bullies the good and fears the evil. He answers in a hurry.

Bearded's wife cried straight out, "this woman is terrible."

Qiao Bao Er ignores them, and at her feet, Pei Yi is uneasily small hand is pulling her pants.

"Keep an eye on him for me." Qiao bao'er yelled at the photographer man.

The photographer seemed to be very surprised by the sudden Commission. His deep eyes looked at her thoughtfully and didn't answer.

Qiao bao'er doesn't understand why he should trust a stranger, but in this situation, someone has to go out to pick up firewood. It's not safe to go out alone. Two adults have to go out.

If mustache stays, she's not at ease.

Let the photographer man stay to guard Pei Yi and Xia chuixue, who are weak.

Trust?

She doesn't know why she should believe this strange man. Strictly speaking, she should intuitively feel that he is so cold and arrogant that he disdains to attack weak people.

And now there is no choice. Someone has to go out and pick up firewood.

"I go out to pick up firewood, and I'll come back in half an hour at the latest. It's too dark and cold outside. It's easy to get lost when I go out."

Qiao Bao Er squats down, "Pei Yi, you wait for me here in the stone house, you know?"

Pei Yi is struggling. He refuses to let go.

"I'll be back for sure." Qiao Baoer promised him in a low voice.

Pei Yi eyes some moist, reluctant to part with, "Auntie Jun, you must come back ah, you don't cheat me."

"Good."

Qiao Baoer didn't delay either. He rubbed his little head, glanced at the photographer man before he left, and strode into the darkness of the snow.

Big beard was forced to move forward by Qiao bao'er. He was very reluctant, "in such weather, coming out is to seek death..."

"When the avalanche came down, all the trees in this area were buried. Where are the firewood branches... Even if you pick them up, it's hard to burn them..."

Qiao bao'er ignored him and picked up the flashlight mode of mobile phone with only 15% power left in his hand. The light was very weak.

The sky is dark and heavy, the sky is floating with sparse snow, the surrounding space is wide and gloomy, and the voice of mustache's swearing reverberates in the mountains, at least a little emboldened.

A whole tree on the left side of the mountain was buried by the previous avalanche. Qiao bao'er walked in the opposite direction, hoping to find some firewood to burn quickly and go back to the stone house.

"We can't go so far. What if we get lost and can't go back to the stone house?"

Big Hu Zi walked more and more slowly. Looking at the empty and silent mountain, he was shivering with the wind and snow, and his heart was even more flustered. He turned around and yelled strongly.

Qiao bao'er directly put the steel knife to his back, cold face, urged, "continue to move forward!"

"You crazy woman!"

Big beard was ferocious, but he didn't dare to do anything. He continued to scold, "the man just said that there was a black bear on this mountain... You want to kill me!"

Qiao bao'er, with a black face, thought that the dead beard was really useless. He angrily replied, "black bears are hibernating!"

But at this time, they all heard some changes in a small forest ahead.

It was as if some animal had passed through the woods, making a sound of breaking.

Qiao bao'er immediately stopped, straightened his waist, holding a mobile phone flashlight in his hand. The light was too weak to see what it was, but he could judge that there was a dark shadow coming towards them about 30 meters ahead.

Big beard was so scared that he yelled, "there are really black bears!" He turned and ran in a panic.

When bearded turned and ran, he hit Qiao Baoer's side. Her mobile phone fell on the snow, suddenly there was no light, and she couldn't see her fingers in the dark.

The snow mountain is so cold that people's bones are stiff. Breathing the extremely cold air, their lungs are burning.

It's very dangerous to walk at night like this.

Qiao bao'er looks at her eyes. Her legs are numb and her heart is in a mess. She hesitates to run now, but she knows that it can't be a black bear. The bear has already passed the winter.

They don't sound like beasts on all fours.

The speed of running is not fast, and listening to the sound of footsteps is a bit cumbersome, more like the human running footsteps.

Sure enough, she was right.

Someone came running towards her.

Qiao bao'er was relieved and bent down to pick up the mobile phone. The weak light of the mobile phone was shining on the face of the tall and strong man.

It's Anta.

Qiao bao'er was surprised that Anta was not washed down by the avalanche, but was said to have fallen down after fighting with another tourist. Unexpectedly, he was still alive.

He was injured in many places. There was a big wound in his short hair on his forehead, and even a blood clot was formed by blood. He looked very ferocious.

"How are you?" She asked politely.

But after Anta looked at her, he widened his eyes. His eyes were empty. He tore open his teeth to show blood. He roared like an enemy, "you lowly people dare to hurt me!"

Anta's huge body leaps forward like crazy, and he suddenly attacks her.

Qiao Baoer suddenly fell on the snow by him. He didn't react at all. His strong arm caught her throat.

The power of his madness made Qiao bao'er unable to work hard in the snow. She breathed more and more quickly, and her face was depressed with panic. She kept struggling. His heavy body could not be shaken, and could not be pushed.

"You dare to hurt me, you dare to hurt me!" Anta roars out of control after falling down the mountain in a clash with a tourist, wounded and full of resentment.

He pinched Qiao bao'er's neck, and his strength was too heavy. In this cold weather, his pale face turned blue and blue, and his breathing was uncomfortable. His hands and feet kept kicking him, and he fought weakly.

Qiao Baoer's right hand groped around his waist, and his fingers touched the cold steel knife.

Her face a ruthless, do all she can toward Anta's calf down.

Anta suddenly suffered from pain, and his left leg was covered by his body conditioned reflex. He half sat up. At this moment, Qiao bao'er quickly pushed him away, and then climbed up.

She was panting and collapsing. She was breathing desperately, and her neck and throat were still sore.

"You son of a bitch!"

She thought she stabbed him hard. Even if Anta didn't die, at least she didn't have the strength to attack her again.

But he seemed to lose his heart. Anta's strong hand pulled out the knife directly from his calf. The blood gushed out. He didn't seem to feel pain. He seemed to be completely angered and rushed over, "I want you to die!"

Qiao bao'er hasn't gasped for breath, and he is so scared that Fang doesn't choose the right way to run in the same direction.

Behind him, Anta drags his injured leg, and his blood falls on the white snow. The smell of blood spreads in the dead snow mountain. His huge body, limping and limping, chases and chases like a vicious beast

Qiao bao'er was running wildly, her heart beat disorderly, her eyes kept looking around, although it was dark, "is there anyone?" Deep down in her heart, she hoped that the big beard would be nearby.

She ran into a small forest. The snow here was obviously thicker. There were fewer people here. There were trees in the jungle. She kept running back and forth.

Behind him is Anta dragging his broken leg and disorderly steps. He roared madly, "I will catch you, I will catch you!"

Qiao bao'er runs to wheeze, she flurries repeatedly to turn head, in the brain continuously ponders how to escape.

She can climb trees.

Anta's leg is hurt. She climbs up the tree to avoid it

"Ah --"

Just as she was thinking flurriedly, Qiao bao'er stepped out of her feet. The soil under the thick snow became loose, and her whole body fell down.

It was dark below, like a terrible abyss.

There is a figure on the left, flying at a very fast speed

On the edge of the cliff, the broad hand held her right wrist.

Qiao bao'er's heart suddenly settled down.

She was hanging in the air, her right wrist was pulled hard, her head was raised, her vision was dim and blurred, half a meter away, the cold and familiar face on the edge of the cliff.

Qiao bao'er's eyes were stunned. Suddenly he was sure that it was him.

The shepherd of the king.

In such an icy and snowy barren mountain, dead night, such an awkward encounter, she felt for a moment that he was just an illusion.

"Don't move..."

Jun Zhimu's voice came from the top of his head, as low and familiar as usual.

Qiao bao'er looks at him in front of him, and has a feeling of being separated from the rest of the world. Listening to his voice, he has mixed feelings. It's a surprise that he will suddenly appear, but it seems that he has already known that he will come.

It's dark. I can't see Jun Zhimu's expression clearly. He's trying to pull her up

"Be careful --"

Qiao bao'er cried out nervously.

Anta dragged his injured leg and was furious like a wild animal. His huge body, heavy footsteps and crazy roar showed how crazy he was.

Junzhimu on the edge of the cliff is lying on his stomach, lowering his head and trying to pull her up with both hands.

Qiao Baoer raised his head anxiously, "be careful up there --"

At the moment of her words, Anta's face was ferocious. He held the bloody steel knife in his big hand, like revenge, and stabbed into the body of Jun Zhimu. With a hiss, the sharp metal knife stabbed into the body.

Qiao Baoer's face turned pale.

On the edge of the cliff, Anta didn't seem to let out his anger. He continued to fight and kick at junzhimu's body

Qiao bao'er's eyes were all inexplicably red. She immediately shook her arm, "let me go."

"Herding the king, let go!"

As long as he let go of her, he could stand up and not be beaten by Anta.

She even became eager to breathe, yelling, "you let go!"

"It's ok if I fall down. It's all snow below..."

She used the other hand to break his fingers entangled in her wrist, anxious, tears from her eyes slide out, but he is very tight grasp, like exhausted all his strength.

"Junzhimu, I told you to let go!"