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Chapter 70

The snow gradually became weaker, but the wind became heavier. The wind was piercing the bones, as if it could solidify the blood in the human body at any time. It was the coldness in the deepest part of the cold heart. Xie Wendong felt that his feet began to numb and lost consciousness. This was not a solution! He held the knife tightly, and even if he fought hard with the other party, it would be better than freezing to death here. Before he could take action, the other party started first. A big man's beard was covered with white frost, his body was shaking violently, and his fingers holding the knife were frozen stiffly. Suddenly, he shouted and ran towards Xie Wendong. At the same time, he slashed his head with a knife. The ferocity of the big man naturally could not scare Xie Wendong. He was calm and prepared to dodge when he saw the other person's sword in front of him.

His shoulders shook, and his body did not open sideways. He suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake. His shoes and the ice surface were frozen together. The person did not move on the ice surface for a long time. The hot air on his feet melted the ice under his feet through the soles of the shoes. The cold weather could quickly solidify the melted ice. Xie Wendong ignored this common sense. If it were someone else, he would have been panicked at this time, but he wanted to laugh. Everything in the world is reserved, and the luck is the same. When it is overdrawn, the person will start to be in bad luck. Xie Wendong laughed at himself. His smile made the man who was approaching and even more terrified. He guessed in his heart whether Xie Wendong had left his backhand.

.Because of his concern in his heart, the knife that the man slashed down in his hand naturally slowed down. He was slow, but Xie Wendong was not slow, and he put all his strength on his arm and swung a knife flat. This knife may be the fastest knife that Xie Wendong has made since his life. The sword more than two inches wide did not even show the light of the knife. It flashed, but the blade body rubbed against Ling Liehan and the cold wind, making a harsh "hissing" sound. The knife raised by the man never slashed again, and the clothes on his chest were cracked for more than a foot, and blood flowed out. His sternum and heart were divided into two. Xie Wendong put the knife in his arms, and the man fell to the ground. He didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, his face was calm, and his knife-like eyes swept across the faces of more than a dozen people.

The coldness of the sky was so cold that people could bear, but Xie Wendong's coldness that was almost frozen in the nerves could make people crazy. Almost at the same time, five big men roared and rushed towards Xie Wendong like crazy. There was no cooperation between them. Five swords were all his head. Xie Wendong bluffed and easily killed one person. At this time, he was sighing in his heart. He could not avoid it, holding the handle of the knife with one hand, holding the blade with the other hand, and raising the knife to greet him. "Clang" sounded a few crisp sounds, and the five swords hit the mountain knife almost at the same time. Xie Wendong's arms were numb, his body leaned back, and he sat on the ground. This was not the most terrifying thing, but what was even more terrifying was that Xie Wendong felt the ice layer under his feet breaking.

When the others saw Xie Wendong's face changed, they looked shocked, thinking that he was at the end of his strength. One of them was like a leader and shouted, "Brothers, he's almost out of the way!" He said it right, but when the others stepped forward one after another, he stood there without moving. The dozen or so people surrounded Xie Wendong and attacked left and right, one knife left and right, and one knife later. If he moved freely, he might be able to hold on for a while, but now his feet were fixed, which was somewhat miserable. The body, arms, and legs were covered with wounds of all sizes. The ice under his feet was dyed blood red. Seeing that he was not supported, the leading man suddenly became energetic, holding the knife handle with both hands, shouting, "It's all a bucket, and more than a dozen people can't even clean up, so let me go!"

***, he is excited! The big men cursed in their hearts, but they dare not show it on their faces. Smart people know that they should never compete with their immediate boss. The leading man ran towards Xie Wendong at a speed of 100 meters. When he got closer, he soared into the air, held the knife in his hands, slashed Mount Hua from top to bottom, and shouted at the shaking Xie Wendong: "Go to die!" Xie Wendong was exhausted, but he was not lost. He looked at the excited man and sighed in his heart, and murmured: "You are unlucky!" He took a long breath.

The horizontal knife was connected, and there was only a tingling sound of golden sound, and then a cracked sound was broken, "Ah..." The big man screamed in half. He and Xie Wendong both disappeared from the ice surface, leaving half a meter of round holes on the ground. More than a dozen big men were stunned for a while, slowly stepped forward, surrounded the holes for a long time, and unknown who said first: "It's over, the 'squad leader' and Xie Wendong are both dead!" One of them couldn't help but say, "Can't you save me?" The man glanced straight and said angrily: "Can you go down to save me?" "No, no... I have to explain if I go down!"

Xie Wendong and the leading man both fell into the ice hole. Those who had not personally contacted the ice hole would not know its horror. It was not as simple as falling out of the original position. The river water was biting cold and the clear mind suddenly became swelling. Xie Wendong only felt that it was pitch black in front of him, which was completely dark, without a trace of light, as if light had never appeared here. Darkness was terrifying, and with the bone-bone river water, the leading man could not bear it.

Hold on, opened his mouth in panic and screamed, but it was just a rumbling sound. In just a short while, his body slowly sank. Xie Wendong couldn't see these things. He held his breath and tried hard to reach the point where he fell. The surroundings were still dark, so he simply closed his eyes, which could reduce his sense of horror to the bottom. When his head was pressing against the ice, his hands began to touch them. In less than five seconds, he immediately realized that he was wrong. Jiang Mian

The ice on it is solidified, while the water below is flowing. After this tossing, I don’t know how far it has been washed out by the river. At this time, looking for the ice hole upwards, that is, the sword. Two bubbles appeared in Xie Wendong’s nostrils. He was laughing. It was really appropriate to use the idiom “行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行行�

It was so unmoving that he was flowing with the river. It was so bad luck! Xie Wendong thought to himself that he was first killed by someone for no reason, and then he met a group of people with good physical strength and will chase him. Finally, he encountered a fool and fell into the ice hole. This was premeditated! He knew very well in his heart, but he didn't think about it. He felt that the oxygen in his body was getting less and less, the air in his lungs was sucked dry and still, and the carbon dioxide kept rushing in, almost blowing his lungs.

But he didn't dare to spit out the exhaust gas. He knew that this vomiting would be nowhere near death.

Time passed by, and Xie Wendong's consciousness gradually became blurred. Slowly, he felt that he was trapped in the bottomless abyss. It was headless and endless darkness, unable to resist, and could not even exert a trace of strength in his body. Was he just dead like this? He was unwilling to give up. He had to break through countless storms and waves, but he had to capsize the gutter in the place he was most familiar with and thought the safest. How could he be willing to? He still had to let go of many people and had to do many things. He could not die like this! Xie Wendong used all his strength to open his eyes.

"Awaken! Wake up!" A group of fishermen surrounded the river and cheered loudly. In the middle, a young man lay there. Under the slap of several young and strong fishermen, he spit out two mouthfuls of water. His eyes slowly opened, looked at the crowd around him, and then slowly closed his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling.

"This kid is so lucky! He can't die even if he falls into an ice hole!" An older, dark-skinned fisherman smiled.

"He is lucky, but my luck is gone! I thought it was a big horse in the net, but I didn't expect it to be a 'dead person' and I was so happy for nothing!" The man spoke in his twenties, but his vicissitudes of face made him look much older than his actual age. "What should I do if this person is sent to the hospital, I have no money!" After that, he turned around and left. Other fishermen hurriedly stopped him and said, "Why did you leave like this? You caught the person, you should be responsible for it! Besides, since you rescued the person and left it here without any care. If you die, you are not afraid of the police coming to catch you!" "Yes! Maybe the police will do it well.

He said you were killing someone!" The young fisherman scratched his head, was confused by everyone's mouth, and he hid his feet and cursed, "I've been in trouble for eight lifetimes!" He grabbed the neck of the young man on the ground, grabbed the belt with one hand, and carried him on his shoulders with a little force. After he tossed, the young man bulged his mouth and spit out two mouthfuls of river water. He didn't run away, and he vomited on the young fisherman. "**..." The young man cursed from the riverside to his house in a burst of laughter. Needless to say, this young man was naturally Xie Wendong. He fell into the ice hole, and even if one of the thousand people survived, Xie Wendong was the one!

When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the hot kang head, with two layers of quilts covered with it. For the first time, he felt that the kang head was so warm and so comfortable. Xie Wendong wanted to move, and just raised his arm, and the stinging feeling swarmed in. It turned out that his body was large and small, with no less than twenty gauze wrapped around it.

He sighed and turned his head to look at the room. The room was very simple, or simple. The only electrical appliance was a crippled old-fashioned TV. There were two empty cans hanging on the antenna. The walls of the room were many falling off, revealing the red bricks inside. The ceiling was covered with newspapers. The pits on the ground were so shady that they were even more uneven than the mountain stream road. Xie Wendong closed his eyes and considered what kind of person the owner of the room was. He fell into an ice hole and could be rescued by him. Just as he was thinking, the curtain of the room was lifted, and a young man with a vicissitudes of face and dark skin came closer. Seeing Xie Wendong on the kang, he looked at him with eyes open, and he was not angry. He said in a buzzing voice: "You wake up, can you leave, can you leave, get out of here if you can leave! By the way, I saved you, and bandaged you with medicine. You have to give me two...300 quick money will be over."

Xie Wendong blinked and speechless. His expression fell into the eyes of the young man but became a fool. Seeing that he did not respond, he still stared at him and couldn't help asking: "Did you understand what I said?" Xie Wendong sighed inwardly, but was still speechless. The young man hid his feet and cursed: "I didn't expect that I saved a fool!"

If it weren't for his rescue, if it weren't for his injury, Xie Wendong couldn't help but get off the kang and beat him up. At this time, there was a curtain, and another person came recently. A young girl. She was less than twenty years old, with big eyes, her black eyes were like twinkling gems, and the stars of the night, bright and full of spirituality. Her black hair was like a waterfall, and she was like a black satin. Her skin was slightly dark and wheat-colored, and she looked even healthier. The girl was very lively. When she saw him awake, she jumped and jumped, shouting: "Wake up, he woke up!"

The young man rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not blind, I'm going to say, be quiet!" "Chi!" The girl curled her lips and stopped making noise. The young man looked at Xie Wendong, thoughtful, and said seriously: "It seems that he may be a fool!"

Xie Wendong couldn't bear it anymore. He opened his mouth to talk, but found that his throat seemed to be on fire, and could only make a rustling sound. The girl noticed it, stepped forward and widened her eyes, and asked, "What do you want to say?" Xie Wendong used all his strength, but in the end he made a mosquito-like sound. He pursed his lips and sighed, and no longer wasted his energy.

The young man had never been overwhelmed by anyone, so naturally he would not know Xie Wendong's weakness. He pulled the girl and muttered, "A fool is a fool, what's the matter with him? I'm here to accompany him this time! Let's go and have a meal!" The girl asked, "What about him?" "He?" The young man said, "It's really troublesome!" As he said, he muttered and walked out of the room. After a while, he took a bowl of rice and put it next to Xie Wendong. He was lazy and talked more, and said, "Eat!"

Xie Wendong smiled bitterly. His body was now dispersed, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms. How could he eat? Seeing that he was not moved, the young man looked at the girl and said, "How is it? I just said he was not hungry!" As he said that, he took the rice away under Xie Wendong's eager gaze. In the end, the girl still thought about it, grabbed the rice, and fed him bit by bit. Xie Wendong felt a little warmth in his heart. After dinner, he barely squeezed out the word Xie from his mouth, but the voice was too low, and he couldn't even hear it himself. The girl seemed to understand his intentions, smiled slightly, and turned around and left. She was not the most beautiful person Xie Wendong had seen, but the girl's pure smile was definitely the brightest.

In this way, Xie Wendong lived in this hot and cold home for three days and had a general understanding of the family. This is a small village in Linjiang not far from the city of H. The young man and the girl are brothers and sisters. Both parents died and make a living by fishing. During the day, the young man went to the riverside to buy fish and the girl transported them to the city to sell. Although the money was not much, it was enough for the brother and sister to be born. In the blink of an eye, three days later, Xie Wendong could hold the wall and move slowly and speak freely, but he still didn't say a word. He and the brother and sister are people from two worlds and don't want to be with them.

Any intersection occurs, bringing darkness and trouble to this peaceful family. He knows that the young man is called Li Gensheng and the girl is called Li Yingnan, two names with a very Chinese and rural atmosphere. The young man has a bad temper, but he is simple and just a little bit petty. He has always called Xie Wendong a fool, but the girl has objections to the name of his brother. The two often argue, and Xie Wendong is watching quietly with interest. {Piaotian Wenxue Thanks to all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
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