But there was still no Wang Tianxiao's figure.

"Dad..." Wang Jiaojiao couldn't control her tears again. Her father must have come with them, but why didn't she be with them?

Moreover, from the seven people dug out now, only two of them still have signs of life.

"This...this person, come!"

Someone spoke on the wooden board that stretched out thirty meters. Before Wang Jiaojiao could react, the others had already jumped down to dig.

"It's Mr. Wang..."

"It's the king..."

The shouting made more than 2,000 people present make a formation. Then, Wang Tianxiao was lifted up, and... with his eyes open, except for being embarrassed and haggard, he looked nothing serious!

He was really fine. Those bodyguards were in danger because they ran down and were knocked down while standing. He was in danger. He was always in the air cushion layer, and he didn't even faint, and kept moving in place because he knew very well that according to the temperature outside the snow and the width and thickness of the snow brought by the avalanche, he would definitely not be able to get out. The only way to survive was to wait for rescue.

The reason why I didn't call for help was because... it was too cold and couldn't shout it out.

"Dad, you're okay..."

Wang Jiaojiao rushed over.

Wang Tianxiao was carried by someone. Looking at the scene at the foot of the mountain, he was not angry, not hideous, and no regrets. He spoke the first sentence and asked, "How is Xiaonian?"
Chapter completed!