Those who have experienced it will know.

Carrying someone on his back and walking against the wind and snow, the physical energy consumes five or six times that of normal walking.

This is quite difficult.

At this time, there was already a storm outside.

The snowflakes in the strong wind are like bone-scraping steel knives, and the cold air in the air is like bone-sharp short blades.

Xia Xin even felt that it was not snow, but a knife.

Because of the night, there was already a layer of snow on the ground, which also increased the resistance of Xia Xin to move forward.

He just carried Yin Xiangqin and walked along the river step by step.

Because he always feels that walking along the river may find a way out.

Xia Xin felt that he should be heading in the opposite direction of the Pure Land of the World. It was not that he didn't want to go in that direction, but that the Pure Land of the World was blocked and he could only walk along this side.

Feeling that Yin Xiangqin behind her was gradually falling, Xia Xin quickly held her butt and helped her to lean on her back better.

But this time Yin Xiangqin stopped scolding and did not respond.

Because she no longer has any consciousness.

Yin Xiangqin woke up for more than ten minutes at noon, and then fainted again.

Xia Xin felt that Yin Xiangqin was showing, and Yin Xiangqin's body was getting worse and worse.

Even if he covered Yin Xiangqin's robe and wrapped it tightly, it would not resist Yin Xiangqin's body gradually becoming as cold as ice.

Originally, when someone was carrying him, his back would at least be hot and slightly warmer, but Xia Xin now felt that his back was colder than the front facing the wind and snow in front.

I've carved an ice sculpture.

Xia Xin laughed at himself in his heart and walked forward step by step with firm steps.

He is very familiar with this scene.

When he was a child, he was carrying his half-dead sister on his back and headed back towards home.

No matter how difficult the future is, whether there is a future or not, whether you can get home or not, or even, whether your sister or not, Xia Xin never gave up.

He has an obsession that he must do as long as he decides to do what he wants to do.

Never give up!

But when I was a child, the conditions were not as bad as it is now...

In fact, when Xia Xin was advancing in the snow, someone was exploring down on the top of the mountain to find Yin Xiangqin's traces.

Yin Zhenhua's order was "to see people alive, to see corpses when they die."

A large number of disciples began to walk down the mountain, looking for traces of Yin Xiangqin.

Because no one has ever been here, and no one knows the way.

Therefore, they are all like developing wastelands, wearing big cotton jackets and constantly exploring down.

The leader is Xingming.

Only Xingming, wearing a thin dress, kept taking the lead in walking ahead, as if he didn't know that the weather was storm and snow at this time, was constantly looking for the way down.

Even if someone asked him to add some clothes, he turned a blind eye because it would affect his speed.

But even wearing cotton jackets, these people gradually couldn't walk.

One by one, they were almost always going to support each other.

Finally someone came to the front coach first, next to Xingming, and whispered, "Sir Xingming, the snow is too heavy, everyone is tired and hungry. We have been walking for a day. Why don't we rest? Look, brothers are not good anymore."

Xing Ming turned his head and looked at the dozens of bitter-faced disciples behind him. They all had difficulty walking. He immediately shouted, "Encourage me to be energetic. We don't have time to rest. Miss Yin is waiting for us to rescue."

Then the group looked at each other, but no one dared to answer.

Someone murmured in a low voice, "If such a high cliff falls, I'm afraid I'll die long ago."

These words accurately convey the meaning of everyone present.

In fact, no one thinks that Yin Xiangqin is still alive.

Everyone means.

"Isn't it good to go down to pick up the corpse after the weather is better?"

Although the words were light, they were clearly heard into Xingming's ears.

I saw Xing Ming flashing and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the speaker. In everyone's horrified sight, Xing Ming grabbed the man's throat with one hand and lifted him up.

Xing Ming asked coldly, "Who did you say died?"

The man waved his hand in horror and inexplicably, "I didn't say anyone, I didn't say anyone."

Xingming's love for Yin Xiangqin is actually a secret that everyone in the Pure Land outside the world knows.

At the same time, this is also the most brutal and coldest-blooded person in the Pure Land outside the world.

The man then realized that he had accidentally kicked the iron plate.

"I'm talking about myself, and I'm talking about myself."

Xing Ming immediately sneered, "Then you are right, you are really going to die."

With a "click" sound, Xingming directly pinched the man's throat.

Then he threw the body aside and said calmly, "Okay, I have already fulfilled him, let's continue on our way."

“…”

No one dared to speak again.

Everyone followed Xingming silently...

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...

Xia Xin didn't know how far he had walked in this blizzard weather.

All he knew was that it was completely dark.

But the wind and snow have not diminished.

Moreover, as the sky dims, it is becoming more intensifying.

The snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, which makes Xia Xin difficult to move forward.

No matter how good his eyesight is, he can't see the end at first sight. There is only a vast white snow in front of him, and there is no way out at all.

It is persistence and faith that supports him to keep moving forward

Even if this step is heavy, he cannot retreat and must move forward.

It doesn’t matter what Yin Xiangqin does, Xia Xin feels like he is returning to his childhood now.

He seemed to have returned to that stupid and powerless childhood, carrying Ye Ye step by step toward the future.

If he gave up here, if he threw away Yin Xiangqin here, if he could easily admit his failure, he always felt that he would never find Ye Ye.

This made him feel as if every night could easily discard something.

This is absolutely impossible.

So, Xia Xin was still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Until a strong wind blew, Xia Xin couldn't even move forward, causing him and Yin Xiangqin to lean back.

The two of them leaned back and fell to the snow at the same time.

Xia Xin quickly turned around to avoid pressing Yin Xiangqin.

He never thought that one day he would be blown down by the wind.

He tried to stand up, and then he realized that his hands and feet were shaking, his breathing was so heavy that the strength in his body was like dry river water, and he could not squeeze out.

He gasped and glanced at Yin Xiangqin next to him, and found that Yin Xiangqin showed no sign of awakening at all.

Xia Xin didn't even know whether Yin Xiangqin was still alive, he only knew that the other party's body was terrifying.

But Xia Xin did not mean to investigate his breathing.

He got up with difficulty, then tried hard to pull Yin Xiangqin up, put her on his back again, and moved forward with difficulty.

In sight, there is a dark sky, white wind and snow, and a valley without any people.

Xia Xin knew that he couldn't do it anymore.

The physical strength is over.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and he couldn't find someone, or had no food to go out.

He cannot be frozen in the wind and snow for nothing, and reduce his physical strength.
To be continued...