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Chapter 351 Monsters
The ice and snow were spreading, and Chen Xiaofan fell under the attack of the wind and snow.

He could feel the world spinning, the sky falling apart, the world seemed to be collapsing, and he felt like he was in a stormy sea.

I feel hopeless.

His body and his strength could no longer resist the heavy snow that filled the sky, that kind of strength was too strong, he could only drift with the flow.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, and I can't see any hope at all.

Being hit by the heavy snowfall from the sky, his body was severely damaged, his will gradually collapsed, and he collapsed in the snowstorm.

The whiteness of the world eventually turned into the blackness in front of the eyes.

Unable to resist the impact of the heavy snow, he kept wandering between coma and sobriety.

Sometimes when I wake up, I seem to be falling, rolling down from a high mountain; sometimes when I wake up, I seem to sink into the ground, and I can’t tell the difference between east, west, north, up, down, left, and right.

Lost in the heavy snow, fainted in the heavy snow.

I don't know how long it took, the snow beside me gradually stopped, and there was no rumbling sound.

Looking towards the sky, there is only dazzling light.

Chen Xiaofan still maintained a sliver of consciousness, he didn't know where he was washed by the heavy snow, he didn't know where he was.

He clearly knew that he was still alive, but he was not too far away from death.

The body has been greatly injured, even with the help of medicine to pave the way and recover, but it cannot make ends meet, and his vitality is gradually dissipating.

In the vast snow, very helpless, no one, no sound, no rescue.

The thunder light in his body has disappeared, and the consciousness in the stick has no echo.

Everything is very quiet, so quiet that it seems that you can see death when you open your eyes.

Chen Xiaofan endured the pain, his body was torn apart, he couldn't even feel the existence of his limbs, his whole body was numb, and there were bursts of piercing pain from time to time.

Sometimes, his body seemed to be on fire, and the scorching heat came from his body, stimulating his nerves, making him want to give up and stop struggling.

Without giving up the hope of living, he kept reminding himself that he was still alive and there was still a rescue.

However, time passed very slowly, he couldn't even turn his head, he could only look at the white sky, his vision became blurred bit by bit.

He also knows that he has fallen into the world of heavy snow, and in the world washed by heavy snow, there is no vitality at all.

His thoughts went far, and he thought of his friends, wondering if they had crossed the river bed and escaped the heavy snow.

I hope they are well, not like myself, trapped in the world of wind and snow, with nowhere to escape.

The sky is pale, and time is passing by every minute. In his eyes, time seems to have stopped.

When he was conscious, he tried to get up and try to control his body.

Obviously futile.

The body couldn't move an inch, and he had completely lost consciousness.

When people are also close to death, the heart is more eager to live.

Chen Xiaofan still has many things to do, many friends are waiting for him, and many ideas have not been realized.

He didn't want to die just like that, he didn't want to be a corpse in the ice and snow.

The heart is constantly struggling, but the body is weak.

This torture is more intense than simple torture and pain.

Death is like a blunt knife, slowly cutting through Chen Xiaofan's heart, destroying his confidence, torturing his body and mind, and finally making him suffer so much that he is allowed to die gradually.

This kind of torture is more tragic than all the pains Chen Xiaofan has suffered.

The fading of consciousness is the easiest. You only need to drag people into death, bring them into a desperate situation, give them hope, and give them vitality.

The sky is still bright, and the ground is still white.

The only thing that has changed is Chen Xiaofan's heart.

Persisting in desperation, despairing in persistence, his heart was sealed by ice and snow, blocked by heavy snow.

"Or, just die?"

There was a question in his heart, and there seemed to be a voice in his mind, constantly urging him to give up.

Eyelids are fighting, he is insisting, sleep is forever, deep sleep is death.

He knew he couldn't indulge in it, but he was really tired and sleepy.

Sleep, give up.

All will be liberated.

At that moment, Chen Xiaofan woke up, and all the things he had experienced before appeared in front of him.

The old dean seemed to be beckoning to him from the sky, his smile was kind, as if he was calling Chen Xiaofan to leave with him.

The drowsy Chen Xiaofan laughed, he saw the beauty of the past, he saw the people he wanted to see, he even saw the parents he had never seen before, their faces were vague, but their voices were very gentle.

When he was about to give up, a very weak current flashed through his body, which was the power of the blessing stick.

It awakened Chen Xiaofan and saved his hope of life.

Chen Xiaofan who came to his senses felt faint blood coming from his nose, it should be the blood from his body.

The smell of blood cleared his mind a little, and made his consciousness no longer confused for the time being.

Almost fell asleep just now, let Chen Xiaofan understand that he walked through the gate of hell.

If it weren't for the electric current in his body, he might be a corpse now.

His body was weak, and he bit his lip with his last strength, biting his lip, and blood flowed into his mouth.

The smell of blood stimulated Chen Xiaofan, making his consciousness clearer, allowing him to clearly feel his state.

The limbs have been broken.

This was the most desperate thing after he woke up.

Under the heavy snow, Chen Xiaofan's hands and feet were already twisted and broken.

Like twisted twists from a roadside stall, deformed and out of shape.

No wonder he couldn't feel his hands and feet, they had already been abolished.

However, Chen Xiaofan's despair was not limited to this, he was conscious, and felt the sound of extremely rough breathing nearby.

Logically speaking, he should have been excited, but he clearly knew that such a rough breathing sound was impossible for a human being to make.

The sound of breathing was like a strong wind blowing through the mountains.Like a muffled drum beating in a cave, the sound was as loud as thunder.

In the heavy snow, there are other living creatures.

Chen Xiaofan was shocked on the one hand, and despaired on the other.

The sound of heavy breathing circled around him, obviously staring at him.

The smell of blood wafts in the air, and if it is a gluttonous creature, it is hard not to be attracted.

The sound of breathing approached slowly, and it circled around and fumbled slowly.

Chen Xiaofan couldn't control it, he could only try again and again to see if he could move it.

He would rather freeze to death, fall to death, and be poisoned to death, but he would not be swallowed by unknown creatures.

Fear climbed into my heart, and the energy in my body dissipated faster and faster.

The sound of breathing has come to the ears, and the sound is like thunder.

Unable to turn his head, Chen Xiaofan could only grunt and roll his eyes.

From his point of view, in a vast empty scene, a colossus appeared.

Appeared in front of him suddenly, without warning.

Chen Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat, from his perspective, he saw a huge creature approaching him.

A pair of dark blue eyes, a thick gray and black hair.

The behemoth only moved its head over, and it had already blocked Chen Xiaofan's line of sight, with the light behind it, some couldn't see clearly what it was.

His deep blue eyes stared at him firmly.

The eyes are deep and pure.

Chen Xiaofan was flustered, his heart was pounding, his brain was urging him to run, but his body was obediently lying on the spot.

His vision gradually became clearer, and he finally saw what was in front of him.

It seems to be a person, but not like a person.

Huge head, huge body, full of thick hair from head to toe, it reminded Chen Xiaofan of a race that appeared in historical records, long-haired people.

That was the race recorded in the memory and knowledge of the old dean. They were born in the ice and snow, with thick hair on their bodies, and clear, translucent eyes, mostly dark blue.

That seemed to be the case today, with a hairy monster stalking him.

Long-haired people, with human characters, but creatures that failed to evolve in ancient times.

They eat wild animals raw and have powerful hunting skills. It is not too much to call them executioners walking on the snow field.

Seeing the monster in front of him, Chen Xiaofan felt no hope, more despair.

He didn't know how such an ancient creature appeared. Is it born by the explosion of spiritual energy, or the resurrection of the bones sleeping in the ground?

Or it was sealed in the white line, and the aura exploded, and it was awakened.

But its appearance is not a good thing.

Spiritual wisdom has not yet been enlightened, and in the ancient times when they were as raw as hair and drank blood, they were the hunters of all things.

Eat anything, nothing taboo.

Now in a world of ice and snow, the world is full of wind and snow, and food is scarce. If there is a delicious dish in front of you, bloody all over, what will the hairy monster do?

No need to guess, Chen Xiaofan will be reduced to a full meal for it.

This matter is more desperate than the torment of the wind and snow.

There is no dead body, only to be devoured by monsters.

Chen Xiaofan's heart is full of despair, things are out of control, it seems that he can only accept his fate.

(End of this chapter)