Chapter 702: Desperate waiting

Chapter 702 Desperate Waiting
Liu Yun's words were unanimously agreed by several people present.
Xu Yunxi looked at Liu Yun in surprise, and said, "I didn't expect you, a crude person, to be quite observant!"
Liu Yun smiled bitterly: "Xiaoxi, are you complimenting me or hurting me? I am a person who has been in the underworld after all!"
Xu Yunxi pouted and stopped talking.
Liu Yun continued: "This person said that he will not give up, and it is true. He has determined that we have a way to leave, and he will not give up easily. However, what I want to say is that the man behind the scenes will not give up easily. We all have to be careful. Now that we are mixed with strangers, it is impossible to tell which talent is the murderous man behind the scenes. Everyone must be vigilant and not act alone."
Everyone nodded.
He Yining looked up at Xiaochun: "Xiaochun, what do you think?"
Xiaochun sighed: "President, I'm sorry. I still couldn't tell which person was the murderer behind the scenes. When he entered the room that night, the light was too dark, and the other party attacked Xiaoxia and the others. I didn't want to protect Xiaoxia and neither Dare to get too close. The other party wore a cloak at the time, which covered his body shape and was unable to judge his body shape. Moreover, the other party’s voice has been deliberately changed, so it is impossible to determine whether it is his real voice. There are so many people now, really. There is no way to distinguish it in a short time. However, if his goal is to make me sad and let me die here, then he must be among those people! As long as he takes action, we will have a chance to distinguish!"
Hearing Xiaochun's answer, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
This man behind the scenes is really persistent.
And after planning for so long, how could it be easy to stop?
The cold night is long and the cold wind is bitter.
The low temperature continues. When a big living person is outside, only those who have experienced it will know what kind of despair it will be.
The group of people who insisted on leaving during the day had already thrown their bodies along the road.
But the fear of the wolves really made them desperate.
Especially if they have witnessed a corpse torn apart by a pack of wolves, that kind of sight is the limit they can't bear.
They would rather freeze to death on the wasteland instead of facing the fear of being torn apart by the wolves.
They crouched forward, leaning on their bodies, resisting the cold in vain.
But just like this, how can you withstand the severe cold of minus 20 degrees?
So, one by one fell to the ground.
As long as you fall, you can't stand up again.
The people who continued to move on became numb. They just moved forward mechanically, without the courage to look back.
They are far away from the hot spring town, they can't go back even if they want to.
This group of them is the crowd that is really being targeted by the gods of death.
The Grim Reaper stood on top of their heads with a grinning smile, harvesting their lives calmly.
Although the blizzard stopped, the squally wind started.
The violent wind swept the snow particles on the ground, instantly engulfing those bodies that were gradually losing vitality.
Bury them a little bit.
After the wind is flat, the ground remains as usual. As if nothing had ever appeared. As if nothing happened.
The swallowing of nature is so peaceful, yet so cruel.
No matter how proud human beings are, they are always so vulnerable to nature.
In the middle of the night, only the last human remained, still lingering.
However, he has also reached the time when the oil is running out.
He finally glanced back.
He is the only person in the snowy field.
The emotions of loneliness, fear, desolation, loss, and helplessness swept all of his emotions in an instant.
His body is numb, but his brain is still working.
He clearly knew that his vitality was passing by little by little.
He also knew clearly that he was afraid that he would not see the sun rise tomorrow.
However, he has nowhere to go.
Staying in the hot spring town, you will die under the tears of the wolves, the body will be split and the limbs will be mutilated.
Walking out of the hot spring town, he was still dead, and he was still dead without a place to be buried.
The only difference is that he might be able to keep a whole corpse for the decay when the snow melts in the spring and become the growth requirement of a new year of plants.
Hunger and sleepiness attacked his nerves, causing his thinking speed to drop a lot.
In the end, he could only make a simple and dull huh.
However, this simple hehe sound was quickly swallowed by the cold night, soaked and blown away by the cold wind.
He was finally tired, and fell on the snowy field, looking up at the brilliant starry sky above his head.
The air here is very good, very good.
It is not at all comparable to those developed cities in the east.
Here, the blue sky is like washing, the stars are shining, even if it is about to full moon, it is still clear and moving.
However, this was his last stargazing in his life.
Yeah, the last time.
He made the last hehe, and finally stopped abruptly under the gaze of the cold starlight.
The people on the snowy field were wiped out, and everyone who stayed in the hot spring town waiting for rescue seemed not very good.
Because soon someone will get sick.
People who were extremely cold and lacked enough warm clothing, after experiencing the fight of wolves, after relaxing their nerves, finally fell ill.
Many people fell down with this disease.
Xiaochun volunteered to help with the diagnosis, but because of the lack of effective anti-fever and anti-inflammatory drugs, he could only watch their whole body turn red until they became mentally unconscious.
The signal for help has been sent out for a long time, and has not received a response from the other party so far.
Everyone has to wait, even if they know it is a dead end, still have to wait.
The remaining people seemed to become increasingly desperate.
Everyone became numb, and even began to ignore the death of others, and even began to ignore their own destiny.
Shen Qi wanted to help them, but really couldn't help.
She is a stylist who can only dress people beautifully, but she doesn't know how to save others' lives!
At this moment, Shen Qi reconsidered the impermanence of life.
Shen Qi nestled on He Yining's body, holding He Yining's waist and said: "Yining, we shouldn't be separated for the rest of our lives, okay?"
"Okay." He Yining was gentle: "I won't be separated forever."
"Yining, if one day I leave" Shen Qi hadn't finished speaking, He Yining covered Shen Qi's mouth and interrupted her: "I will accompany you. I will go wherever you go. You live, I live. You die, I die. I told myself this way when I was in the cemetery. Xiao Qi, never say such things. That's not a joke, it's faith."
Shen Qi's eyes were red: "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, we will leave here safely. You have to trust your husband, eh?" He Yining deliberately relieved Shen Qi: "Your husband has been specially trained since he was a child. No one can easily make your husband surrender. ."