However, I couldn’t see the figure of Duanmu Yawang, and the dancing white wind shadow underneath seemed to pull away from the ground a little bit with the effect of the hurricane. The little Bailu and Fang Ruoxing, who were only worried, were about to cry, "What is this? What do you mean, elder sisters, will they follow the wind and go away?"

Fang Ruoxing has always been spoiled by Fang’s master, and has almost never experienced hardships, let alone life and death. For such things, she has no ability to react at all, and her heart is cold, just staring blankly and thinking. Blank.

"It can't be like this." Little Bailu cried out, with big eyes and tears. "There are still many tasks waiting for my sister to do. If my sister doesn't do it, the waiting of others is meaningless. , She can't die..."

Weeping and crying, he wiped a handful of tears, "I'm going to find my sister."

When he said, he was about to let go of Fang Ruoxing's hand.

"no!"

Fang Ruoxing came back to his senses in a state of panic, grabbed Xiao Bailu's hand, and dared not let go: "You can't go in, there are several meters away. Once you leave our crowd, you will definitely be sucked in. !"

"My sister is dead, and the meaning of life is gone!" Little Bailu struggled constantly: "You let me go, I'm going to find her!"

When he was born, he should have accompanied Duanmu Yawang all his life!

It has always been like this before, he can't abandon her to live alone!

"No! You are still young, how can you say that you have no meaning to be alive!" Fang Ruoxing is weak, but he doesn't know where the strength comes from. I can’t make a living, "When you grow up, there must be a lot of things to do, don’t you still have a family member?"

"I have no family!"

"Doesn't Miss Duanmu have a grandfather?" Fang Ruoxing doesn't know much about Duanmu Yawang and Xiao Bailu, but he also knows that Duanmu Yawang has a grandfather. "Your grandpa will also be sad."

Thinking of Duanmu Liguang, Xiao Bailu was dumbfounded.

Yes, without Duanmu Yawang, what should Duanmu Liguang do?

Similarly, what should he do if he has followed Duanmu Yawang all his life?

Anyway, if you want to follow, you can't live.

He kept struggling, but Fang Ruoxing just didn't let him go.

He was immediately annoyed: "Miss Fang, I'm not an ordinary kid, you can't control me, please let go, otherwise I won't be polite to you!"

"Even if you want to attack me now, I can't let you go."

Fang Ruoxing said calmly, but her eyes were also red, "Otherwise, I'm sorry Miss Duanmu."

Duanmu Yawang is so good to her, he treats her and protects her. She must protect her brother!

"Miss Fang, you don't understand! If you don't let me go, you will be sorry for me and sister!"

"I let you go, just let you go to die, that's sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for your sister."

Fang Ruoxing can't figure it out. Little Bailu is usually so smart. He clearly knows that following the past there is no way to turn things around. It is also a dead end. He knows that the past is useless, so why should he die?

"You really don't make sense!"

Little Bailu was furious and frustrated, struggling harder, Fang Ruoxing couldn't help but remembered the trick that Master Fang had taught her, just behind Xiao Bailu's neck. Little Bailu's body weakened in an instant.

Fang Ruoxing breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately it was useful." When he said that, when Xiao Bailu's body fell soft to the ground, he quickly hugged his small body.

However, she was weak. She couldn't hold on to a child like Xiao Bailu for a while. She had to squat down and let Xiao Bailu lie on her body. She hugged his body and maintained it like this. Holding the state of not knowing how to open.

After doing everything, she returned her attention to the hurricane again.

I saw Duanmu Yawang and the dancing people, long gone, and all the hurricanes slowly rose to the sky, and the suction to the people in the ground became less and less.

When the others watched the hurricane disappear, they all cried with joy, "The hurricane is over, it's over, we don't have to die."

"We go home."

"Yes, let's go home."

Many people who originally watched the ceremony were crying and wiping away tears.

Fang Ruoxing couldn't hear everyone's happy voice, she only felt cold and confused.

It didn't take long for everyone to leave a clean, whole huge place, all around quietly.

There was a vast expanse of white all around, but Fang Ruoxing and Xiao Bailu were the only ones left.

Fang Ruoxing felt that he had no perception, and there was only one thought left in his mind, Miss Duanmu and Miss Ye were really dead?

Is it really dead?

...

Or are they actually saved?

Thinking about this, she suddenly thought of her father.

"Yes, I'm going back to find Daddy!"

Fang Ruoxing suddenly woke up, she quickly stood up holding Xiao Bailu, "Daddy must have a way to save them!"

But her body is weak, plus she wears a lot, and there is snow on the ground. She usually feels tired when walking. Now she has to hold a four or five-year-old child. Little Bailu usually eats a lot. She is white and tender. After walking for a few steps, he could hardly support it, and he staggered under his feet, and the two fell to the ground together.

"Woo, what should I do?"

Fang Ruoxing cried almost immediately. While crying, he was afraid that the little white deer would be cold when lying in the snow, so he hurriedly picked him up.

She squatted, the two of them leaned on.

Such a series of actions consumed all her strength.

She almost didn't even have the thought of moving her feet, and she was so tired that she cried and panted.

The more I cry, the more sorrow and lack of ideas in my heart.

But she doesn't know what she can do without crying.

Blame her!

It would be great if she was a little stronger, as long as she was stronger, she didn't force it, only a little bit, and she could hold this little child so that he could also go home safely.

However, at this time, a little bit of strength is already a requirement.

The two stayed like this for a while.

Fang Ruoxing cried and got tired.

"No, I can't do this." Fang Ruoxing wiped away tears quickly, not daring to cry anymore.

While sobbing, she kept patting the snow off Little Bailu, fearing that the snow would melt and chill the child.

After the snowflakes were taken, she murmured: "It's no way to go on like this." However, she really couldn't hold the child.

She was even more unable to leave Xiao Bailu and go on her own.

She suddenly regretted, "I shouldn't have fainted you, I'm sorry, I..."

"Yes, I'll tap the acupuncture point to see if I can wake you up." Thinking of this, she tapped on the spot where she had fainted the little white deer.

"..."

But it didn't work at all.

Little White Deer didn't respond at all.

Fang Ruoxing suddenly became even more helpless, muttering to himself: "Daddy only taught me acupuncture points, but he didn't teach me how to solve them..."

Moreover, at this point, because she is weak and can't practice martial arts, she has been teaching for several years before she has such a strength.

"I'll go back to find daddy first, I'll let someone come to pick you up." After thinking about it, Fang Ruoxing had an idea. After all, waiting in the same place is no way. Her daddy can't come out on this holiday, and they know her. Going with Duanmu Yawang is very trustworthy, and will not easily come out to look for it.

So it can only be solved by going back.

Because, in any case, she believed that her father would definitely find someone who could come out.

Thinking about this, she tried her best to drag the little white deer to the side with rocks, barely leaning on the rocks instead of lying on the snow, and barely covered the snow.

After fixing the people, she was still afraid that Xiao Bai Lu would be cold, and after thinking about it, she took off her filial obedience, and quickly took off the mink from her body, put it on Xiao Bai Lu, and dressed herself. The ordinary thin clothes and filial attire inside were so cold that they were fighting with their teeth.

But she didn't care about it, touched Xiao Bailu's head, and whispered softly, "Wait for nothing, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, his eyes flushed and tears flowed down again.

She erased it quickly, and got up to run.

However, as soon as she stood up, a gust of wind suddenly blew around her. The wind was swift and strong. Her steps were unstable and she fell down again.

With this fall, my knees knelt on the snow, and I don’t know what the stone hit the ground or what, the pain came from my knees...