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Chapter 12

The cold wind is blowing, and the snow is fluttering.

Under the huge sky, there are two black shadows intertwined together, gradually merging into one.

"It's really cold." He Chunlin shivered, huddled into a ball and complained.

Wang Cheng's hair and eyebrows were covered with a thin layer of frost. He was wearing a red padded jacket that He Chunlin bought from the system, and there was a thick layer of black sable hair on the collar. The festive clothes were worn by Wang Cheng. There is an indescribable desertedness about him.

He Chunlin didn't think so, he thought Wang Cheng's clothes were gorgeous.The vulgar clothes are all good-looking, especially when paired with the white jade hairpin on Wang Cheng's bun, it is perfect.As for when Wang Cheng woke up and asked He Chunlin where the winter clothes and food came from, He Chunlin put all his brains on the umbrella man, and there was no proof anyway.

He Chunlin stretched out his hand, and gently scratched his frost-covered eyebrows with his fingers, his lifeless eyes shrank, probably because of He Chunlin's tickling.

"It looks good!" He Chunlin laughed.

Wang Cheng raised his hand to hold He Chunlin's cold little hand, and said in a blunt tone: "The immortals say that I have no destiny, maybe we should go back."

After hearing this, He Chunlin quickly withdrew his hand, "What nonsense, if there is no fairy fate, can you and I meet immortals one after another?"

"But..." Wang Cheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to piece together the words in his heart.

"Don't worry, they are not really immortals." He Chunlin said with a smile, "Think about it, how could immortals be in the mortal world?"

Wang Cheng was taken aback.

"So they can only be called people who want to become immortals." He Chunlin nodded while talking, "A group of people who want to ascend to immortality but can't become immortals say that you have no destiny, do you believe it?"

"But testing the spirit stone..." Wang Cheng's voice was very low, and if He Chunlin was not so close to him, he probably wouldn't be able to hear him clearly.

"Trying the spirit stone?" He Chunlin frowned, and suddenly recalled that ordinary stone, "The one in the village?"

Wang Cheng nodded, "I don't have a spiritual root. The test spirit stone said so, and the person holding the umbrella said the same."

He Chunlin felt that his teeth were a little sore, he didn't know how to answer the conversation, he had accidentally learned about the cultivation of immortals in this world, and he always believed that Wang Cheng's destiny was just told to him by the system, what should he say?

He Chunlin sighed, and was about to change the subject until he had figured it out, "Don't think about it, since it's here, it's safe."

"Um……"

"I'm fine." He Chunlin didn't know why Wang Cheng, a big, stupid man, suddenly retreated, "Look how thick I'm wearing, I'm not cold."

"But your hands are very cold." Wang Cheng's eyes fell on He Chunlin's hands that were already red from the cold.

"I'm born with cold hands and feet."

"I'm holding you." Wang Cheng was a little cautious. He stretched out his hand a few times to take the initiative to hold He Chunlin's dangling little hand, but every time he was about to touch it, he left like an electric shock. In the end, He Chunlin couldn't bear it anymore. Pulling Wang Cheng over, his cold hand got into Wang Cheng's collar like a swimming snake.

Wang Cheng shuddered, and He Chunlin's smiling eyes disappeared.

"It's called eating sorbet." He Chunlin held his head high, very proud.

Wang Cheng could feel the cold hands gradually warming up under his warm body temperature, and he also smiled along with He Chunlin.

"Isn't it cool?" He Chunlin asked with a smile when he saw Wang Cheng foolishly.

"It's not cold."

"Really?"

"kindness."

"fraud."

Wang Cheng didn't speak. He and He Chunlin stood facing each other. He Chunlin's cold and troubled hands were still in the crouch of his neck. Wang Cheng was half a head taller than He Chunlin. Wang Cheng is average.

When Wang Cheng hugged He Chunlin into his arms, He Chunlin quickly took out his hand in surprise. He didn't expect that this person who would hesitate to hold hands would take the initiative this time, and his heart beat faster.

"I thought about what you said in the grass that day for a long time. I can't speak, so I can only think about every word you said over and over again, and memorize it word by word in my mind."

"He Chunlin, regardless of adversity or prosperity, whether rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, I will always love you, cherish you, and be loyal to you forever."

He Chunlin blushed, he felt that he was so hotheaded to say the marriage declaration... so wise!

Just when He Chunlin lamented his brilliance, Wang Cheng pulled his hand up, and He Chunlin was bubbling beautifully, and the next moment, his index finger was bitten hard, and He Chunlin burst into tears of pain, watching in disbelief Wang Cheng asked, "What are you doing!?"

"ring."

He Chunlin: ...

Well, the sins you do, you bear it yourself.

The heavy snow was still falling, and there were only Wang Cheng and He Chunlin in the empty snow field, and a series of footprints left behind them, and only the "creak" sound of stepping on the snow and each other's panting could be heard in the ears.Quiet.

It was extraordinarily quiet, and both of them breathed a little lighter, for fear of disturbing anything.

The footprints behind him were buried by the heavy snow, and He Chunlin's face was flushed with cold. He turned his head to look at Wang Cheng, who was about to become a snowman, and bent his eyes. He wanted to laugh out loud, but his throat seemed to be frozen by the snow. No sound at all.

Wang Cheng stared straight ahead and didn't see He Chunlin's expression. He Chunlin was a little frustrated, but thinking of Wang Cheng's confession just now, he quickly drove those negative energy out of his mind, and happily began to connect with the system.

"System, let's see how good my relationship with Wang Cheng is."

"Host, I can't see the favorability degree here."

"Don't lie to me, last time you said that my friendship with Wang Cheng almost reached 100."

"Host, you can think whatever you want, I really don't know."

"System, don't be embarrassed to say it."

The system sound stopped, and he was made to cry by He Chunlin's shamelessness.

"System, how long are we going?"

"System, why is there always an endless flat land, what about the mountains that the old man said?"

"System, my legs are frozen and I can't walk."

He Chunlin kept nagging in his heart, and after finishing the last sentence, he fell straight on the ground like an ice sculpture. He didn't feel any pain. His whole body had already been frozen by the ice and snow, and he didn't feel anything at all. I can't feel my own hands, my own feet.

Seeing He Chunlin fell to the ground, Wang Cheng wanted to help him up, but Wang Cheng, like He Chunlin, could not feel his body for a long time. He struggled and wanted to pick up He Chunlin who was on the ground. The snow poured into his mouth and nose, burying all the words he wanted to say.

He Chunlin looked dazedly at Wang Cheng standing there, letting the wind and snow erode him, he was flustered, he wanted to struggle, he wanted to stand up.But no matter how much he wanted to control his hands and feet, those lying on the ground couldn't move.

Damn it, it's snow again, why do these cultivators like snow?

He Chunlin thought of the fairy holding the green sword in the small town, he knocked himself down in the snow over and over again, causing him pain.

This time it doesn't hurt anymore, because I don't even feel pain anymore.

Wang Cheng took a difficult step. He Chunlin's consciousness was not blurred. He saw Wang Cheng walking towards him slowly. Wang Cheng's mouth was full of blood...

This fool.

He Chunlin thought so.

Wang Cheng bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood gushing out flowed down his throat. Relying on the little pain, Wang Cheng walked towards He Chunlin with all his strength.

But when he was about to get close to He Chunlin, a tiger howled suddenly from the quiet snow.

He Chunlin couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer.

A snow-white tiger seemed to have jumped out of the snow, and it was a natural fit with the snow. It had strong limbs, a round head and wide eyes. It stared coldly at the two people in the snow.

He Chunlin was anxious, "System, come out!"

There was no response, He Chunlin scolded his mother angrily, why does this broken system disappear whenever something happens!

Naturally, Wang Cheng also noticed something strange. He looked at the white tiger that jumped out of nowhere in surprise, and when He Chunlin was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe, He Chunlin saw that Wang Cheng actually moved. Change, can the enemy not move and I not move! ?

The white tiger also moved. It walked slowly and approached Wang Cheng slowly.

I draft papa!

He Chunlin stomped his feet angrily, but he was still lying on the ground, unable to move no matter what, he regretted it, he should listen to Wang Cheng!

The white tiger was getting closer and closer to Wang Cheng, and He Chunlin could see the sharp claws and sharp teeth on the tiger's claws.

No!

'Roar--'

A tiger roar echoed in the empty snow field.

Wang Cheng fell to the ground, and the bright red padded jacket that He Chunlin had always praised was torn by the sharp tiger claws, and bright red blood flowed from Wang Cheng's body, gradually staining the snow red.

He Chunlin watched all this in disbelief.

wrong!

You are a person with a great opportunity...

The white tiger seemed to be complacent. It strode beside Wang Cheng, as if thinking about where to start. The white tiger lowered its head, took the string of black sable hair on Wang Cheng's neck, and slowly dragged Wang Cheng's limp body. .

do not go!

let him go!

He Chunlin wanted to shout, but he couldn't move. He wanted to cry, but before the tears came out, they were frozen and condensed into ice beads.

he's mine!

He Chunlin struggled desperately.

That'smine!

Even if he dies, it's still mine!

The strength that came from nowhere, He Chunlin actually struggled to get up from the snow, he ran fast, as if he had regained his strength, the white tiger found He Chunlin, he was a little confused, it just saw a person standing In the snow, why are there people again?

Moreover, why did this person run towards him without hesitation?

Baihu threw away Wang Cheng and rushed towards He Chunlin.

He Chunlin's eyes were red at the moment, he was determined to eat this white tiger, yes!I want to eat you!

When the bloody mouth opened, one person and one tiger rolled in the snow. The tiger teeth pierced He Chunlin's shoulder fiercely. He Chunlin also bit the white tiger's neck tightly. Feeling the warm blood flowing into his mouth, gradually warming his numb heart from the ice and snow.

Wang Cheng...

Tears rushed to overflow, mixed with scarlet blood.

The white tiger probably didn't understand why it was in so much pain. It knew that someone was jumping at it. It was the first time someone took the initiative. It was very excited and puzzled. He bit through the shoulder of this person, but the person bit him hard. with it.

It hurts.

So it hurts so much to be bitten by someone?

The white tiger was in pain, and let go of He Chunlin's shoulders, making an ear-piercing roar. It wanted to get rid of He Chunlin, but the person who bit him was biting him too hard, and he couldn't break free. The white tiger was in more and more pain. He used his limbs to With non-stop dancing, He Chunlin's body was wounded by the tiger's claws in a short time, but he still didn't let go.

Let's die together...

He Chunlin thought about it, and bit down hard again.

The white tiger rolled in pain, it wanted He Chunlin to leave it.

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, but He Chunlin and the white tiger were still facing each other. The white tiger wanted to slap He Chunlin to death with one paw, but no matter how his sharp claws left marks on the man, the man was still unwilling to let go.

The white tiger felt that He Chunlin was biting its wound, and the originally insignificant hole was getting bigger and bigger.

Is he going to eat me?

The white tiger howled.

But He Chunlin did not intend to give up at all, his tears could no longer flow, and his heart was numb.

He just wants to eat the damn white tiger in front of him now!

It is it that takes everything from me!

It is it that destroys everything for me!

It's it, it's it, it's it!

He Chunlin's eyes were bloodshot, like a ghost in the underworld.

The white tiger's wailing sound became lower and lower until it was finally inaudible.

He Chunlin didn't know how long he had held on to the white tiger. He was no longer conscious. When he wanted to let go of the white tiger, he found that his teeth had been firmly embedded in the white tiger's flesh. It took him a lot of effort to separate from the dying white tiger.

When he sat on the ground slumped, he found that most of Wang Cheng's body had been buried by the heavy snow, and he was almost turning into a snowman.

He Chunlin cried.

He stumbled and ran to Wang Cheng's side, desperately pushing away the icy snow. The wound on Wang Cheng's body was no longer bleeding. He only felt that Wang Cheng's whole body was cold and lifeless.

He was afraid.

"Wang Cheng?" This is the voice of He Chunlin, like a 80-[-]-year-old man, hoarse and haggard.

"Wang Cheng, can you wake up?"

"Wang Cheng, don't scare me, okay?"

No matter what He Chunlin called, the person in his arms didn't respond.

He Chunlin gently put Wang Cheng's head on his lap, and the white jade hairpin on the messy bun was nowhere to be found. He Chunlin wiped his dirty face again and again with his sleeve, "Wang Cheng, I'm He Chunlin..."