Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

An Ge went around to the south of the Broken Dragon Cliff, pulled a few grasses from the cracks in the rocks at his feet, and tied them horizontally to the shoes, which could increase the friction of the soles and reduce the degree of slipping.

He spit into the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, feeling the stimulation of the icy cold air penetrating through his lungs.

"call--"

An Ge stepped on a thigh-high stone, dug into a crevice above it, and climbed up the strange rocky cliff that was almost perpendicular to the ground.

"Howl-ga!"

In mid-air, a goshawk was circling between the broken cliffs, and from time to time it let out a shrill cry, piercing the silence of the empty mountains and trees.

Whenever the goshawk crowed, the small stones under his feet rolled down as if unable to bear the stimulation, and smashed into the mountain filled with white mist, without echo.

At first, he could hear the voices of the army digging snow not far below, and then these voices were all blown away along with the clouds and mist that filled his field of vision.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am a little Yasha who went to heaven and earth, and I don't have any fear."

"Isn't it just mountain climbing? Huh—it's as small as climbing over walls and windows, as big as going up to roof tiles. Why haven't I done it before? This time, it's just a practice, and nothing will happen."

after awhile--

"Why did I come to climb the Duanlongya? Hobang and the others are already asking people to dig the road. I don't help them dig together, and I come here alone? What am I thinking?"

"But I've climbed so far, it's definitely enough for me to drink a pot when I go back, alas... let's go forward."

"Actually, it's better if Fang Yi is dead. If he's dead, I can run away in an open and honest manner."

"Yes, I went this time just to make sure that he is really dead, and I have no other ideas."

"If he dies, I'll be the first to celebrate..."

Along the way, he said words that he didn't know the content and motivation, and kept talking in bits and pieces, as if this could pass some time.No matter how far away the road is, if you walk with lip service, it will not be far away.

The stone was icy and slippery like egg whites. An Ge had to use three times his normal strength to keep from falling down the mountain.A lot of cloth strips were wrapped around the palm of his hand, which barely prevented his hand from being stiffened by the ice and snow, and he still had a little sense of movement.However, as time gradually passed, strength, body temperature, these high and plump things were gradually consumed, and slowly, the legs that had been overexerted for a long time finally trembled.

"what!"

The soles of the feet slanted and slid along the surface of the stone, and the body suddenly lost its fulcrum and fell.Like a goshawk suddenly shot by a bow and arrow, it hurriedly fell towards the abyss where the bottom of the shore could not be seen.

The finely divided stones fell down with a crackling sound, and An Ge scratched at the cliff with both hands indiscriminately, trying to find even a crack in the rock that could be attached.Scratching the hard stones with both hands, several nails were broken in the flesh, leaving bloodstains where they scratched.

He grabbed a protruding sharp stone and stopped his falling body, but the stone was too weak, and he fell off the mountain suddenly, and he fell again.

Then, he grabbed a withered vine, the vine was overwhelmed and broke within a moment.

Finally, he finally caught a tree root on the edge of the falling cliff. The pine tree grew in the crevice of the stone, and the root spread like a huge spider web on the stone wall with almost no soil.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the tree root, An Ge stood still, his heart beating like a skin drum, he panted, wiped the cold sweat on his arm with his head sideways, and let out a long breath—he admired the pine tree, I also admire myself.

For three whole hours, An Ge was struggling with the broken wall in front of him like a knife and an axe.

Fortunately, he won.

Even though his clothes were riddled with holes and his fingers were red and bloody, he crossed the ten-mile cliff road.

It's just that, looking at the miserable scene in front of him, he couldn't feel happy no matter what.

There were probably dozens of soldiers who were not covered by the heavy snow, so An Ge could clearly see their dead state - the body, head, and even the eye sockets were filled with arrow feathers without gaps.

Thousands of arrows piercing the heart, nothing more than this.

Due to the heavy snow covering the sky, this mountain road did not flow into rivers of blood.Even with the snow covered, the tragic appearance of corpses everywhere could not be seen at all.

Ordinary people can't hear the wailing of a hundred thousand heroic souls, but they still think it's a pure and beautiful scene outside the world.

An Ge's heart froze for a moment, and then, like mad, he rushed towards the pile of corpses that could hardly be seen.He searched one by one, looking for one by one, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for after searching all over.

I don't know if it's unfortunate, or should I be lucky.

He turned around and fell into the snowdrift boulders rolling down the landslide, rummaging like a machine regardless of the fingers that had just stopped bleeding.

It may be that Huang Tian pays off, or it may be that Fang Yi's life is undeserving.

After digging for two hours and uncovering more than 300 corpses, An Ge finally found Fang Yi who was seriously injured behind a flat boulder.

The stone fell and just got stuck between the cliff and the mountain road, forming a narrow triangle, which just isolated the collapsed objects like a torrent.

He was hit by three arrows, one on his left arm and two on his right leg.But the most deadly one should be the bruise on the head, the blood gushing from the wound covered most of his face with blood.

"Brother Monkey!"

An Ge crawled over, screamed several times but there was no response, he swallowed in fear, stretched out two fingers, and probed Fang Yi's neck.

At that moment, he had no heartbeat, nor could he hear the sounds of everything around him.

The ears are empty, and the heart is also empty.

Until the pulsation of life came from under the fingertips, and the vigorous pulse beat into his blood through the fingertips, An Ge seemed to be alive, and the warm blood flowed back to the brain again.

It's good that the monkey didn't die!

An Ge dragged Fang Yi to a hidden cave, unloaded a gun from the corpse battlefield, cut Fang Yi's wound, pulled out the arrow, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged it.

It was not easy to take care of the wounded in the empty cave, especially now that it was deep winter and everything was covered with snow, and he couldn't find any dry branches to make a fire.

The cold air pierced through Fang Yi's body, and Fang Yi's body became more and more icy, as if he was dead. An Ge pulled a lot of soldiers' battle robes to cover him, rubbed his hands, and covered his face, but it didn't help.

"Brother Monkey, if you don't get too hot, I'm going to lose my temper!"

An Ge held Fang Yi's face and said fiercely.

However, that Marquis of Yongding, who was famous all over the world, and that General of Rongguo who killed thousands of troops, now only has a sad and sleeping face.

His bluish-black sword eyebrows were covered with frost, and his pale lips could faintly see a few bruises, embarrassment, vicissitudes, and even the sadness of a hero's twilight.

His eyes turned red all of a sudden, "You said you were well-behaved, why did you suffer this..."

The cold touch penetrated into the blood from the fingertips, making him shudder alive.

He stared at his brows and eyes, and felt a twinge in his heart, which he attributed to pity.

It is different from treating Xiaoba and Xiu'er and the others with compassion.

After weighing it twice, he sighed resignedly.He took away Fang Yi's thick battle robe of more than a dozen layers, waved his big arm, spread it out in a slightly open space beside him, and moved Fang Yi up.

Then, start undressing.

After untying Fang Yi's, he turned to untie his own, and then spread out the thick clothes as much as possible, covering Fang Yi's body as a simple quilt.

Finally, get into the quilt.

Skin-to-skin contact is the best way to maintain body temperature.

An Ge stuck to Fang Yi. This person, who was usually like a stove, suddenly turned into a big popsicle. He didn't know when he would wake up, or...the next moment he stopped breathing.

Thinking of this level, he felt inexplicably flustered, like a seagull that couldn't find a foothold, and could only whine in the vast sea.

"Brother Monkey...as long as you don't die, I can do anything." After a pause, his eyes were sincere, as if he had made a promise in his heart, and he said, "Really."

At the entrance of the cave, he used his battle robe to draw a simple door curtain, and pressed a stone at the bottom to temporarily block part of the cold wind.

It's just that the whistling outside, like the civet cat screaming in death struggle, pierced the silent air and pierced into An Ge's heart, adding a bit of fear.

He kept rubbing Fang Yi's hands, breathed out, his whole body wrapped around him like a snake.After rubbing for a long time, his hands were almost warm, so he moved his body forward and hugged Fang Yi tightly, with his chest against his chest.

giggle!

The upper and lower rows of teeth were chattering, and he was shaking from the cold of the big popsicle, but he never let go of the hand that was hugging the big popsicle.

He was trembling and weeping.

As for why he shed tears, An Ge didn't think about it for a long time afterwards. After self-analysis thousands of times, he came to a vague and unclear conclusion——

Probably, it was because he was afraid that the person in front of him would not be able to open his eyes anymore...

An Ge often got up to feed Fang Yi with water. There was no container in the cave, so he stuffed the top layer of fine snow accumulated on the stone into the entrance, and passed it to Fang Yi after it melted.After going back and forth several times, the man's dry lips finally got better.

Time passed quietly. After An Ge woke up, he didn't know how long it had been. He only felt empty in his stomach and very hungry.

The overworked man was in a daze, and subconsciously decided to sleep for a while, and turned over lazily, but was shocked by the cold wind blowing from the entrance of the cave.

Suddenly sober!

He opened his eyes abruptly, remembering Fang Yi who was unconscious, and turned around suddenly, only to see that the person who was dying yesterday had already opened his eyes, and he had opened his eyes a long time ago, waiting for him to wake up.

It's... all right?

Looking at Fang Yi's lips that were still as white as paper, his heart was still in danger, and he tried to say a few words of greeting, but the words blurted out by this man made him want to punch him to death.

"We....that?"

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Xiaoan is very thoughtful, neither stupid nor stupid, because his biological mother is Qingchamu, and Mumu is a fairy with a high IQ!