She was about to leave.
When she heard the voices of her teammates, Cheng Qianxun struggled to get up, but her legs felt like they didn't belong to her.
She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound.
She was about ten meters away, very close, but she was blocked by trees, and she was covered in snow, so it was difficult to observe her.
I heard Sneijder shouting: "Let me go and let me find her.
When we usually chat, don't you say that if there is a woman who treats you sincerely, she is willing to die?
If you really meet her, what did you do to her?"
Cheng, Cheng, where are you?"
She was dying, freezing to death.
But she couldn't even say a word and couldn't ask for help.
"We are also doing this for your own good."
Reger's voice became slightly hoarse due to the exertion, "Rudolph, please don't move."
Rudolf's calm and slightly falsely respectful voice came: "He is my employer.
It's not convenient for me to do it, so I'd better trouble the two noble gentlemen to take more trouble."
Gordon was also trying hard and said impatiently: "If he doesn't hire you, I'll hire you."
Rudolph laughed dryly: "It seems that adults also know my hobby.
I don't know if I can satisfy it."
That is to provide one or two people a month for him to torture.
The commission is not a big problem.
Now everyone has money, but this condition is a bit difficult.
Only a noble with a high status and a source of criminals like Sneijder can afford it.
From Rudolf.
Gordon was depressed for a moment, and Regel yelled: "The two of us alone are enough, hurry up and drag him back."
Sneijder struggled and shouted loudly: "Rudolph, I order you..."
Rudolf interrupted him, with a bit of yin and yang: "Sir, they are also doing it for your own good.
I don't help them because of loyalty, and I don't help you because of loyalty.
This matter should be resolved by you nobles. " Now all three of them are going to roll their eyes.
There is only one way to solve this problem, and that is to beat Sneijder very well.
Reger has great strength and endurance, but his martial arts skills are inferior to him; while Gordon learned mostly grappling and fighting skills in the special forces.
He was a near-professional karate player who was born in a round-robin fight and hung out in nightclubs.
The three men struggled with each other for a moment.
Various sounds of hitting and jumping came over.
Cheng Qianxun put his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but couldn't.
She tried again, and her body fell on the snow again.
There seemed to be something under her hand.
She tried hard to control her frozen fingers and picked up the thing.
It was a small stone.
He picked up the stone and struck it against the tree trunk next to him, once and again.
She was really dying, and her vision was blurry.
The blood in her body felt like it wanted to freeze.
Even if she hit the tree trunk with a stone, she would still be using her last bit of consciousness.
When she could no longer knock it, her life would die.
Rudolf suddenly shouted: "Stop fighting.
There seems to be a sound."
"Dong, dong, dong..."
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The voice was very weak.
Regel gasped: "It's probably a broken branch."
"No, there is no wind at all now," Rudolph said in a very sure tone, with unquestionable authority.
Cheng Qianxun knelt in the snow, tapping the tree trunk numbly and numbly as his mind gradually drifted into confusion.
You can hear the unique "crunching" sound of your feet in the snow, and they are getting closer to her step by step.
"Oh my god" echoed Sneijder's voice.
The "creeping" footsteps quickened.
She couldn't knock anymore, her hands dropped weakly and her body leaned forward. . .
But she didn't fall into the cold snow, but into a broad and thick chest.
"She is still alive after such a long time."
Gordon, who was holding a sword and chopping branches from the tree, said with disbelief and a bit of admiration: "What is supporting her?"
Regal sighed slightly.
Continue to swing your sword to chop branches.
"Open your mouth."
Rudolf took the wine bag from the horse and wanted to drink.
But Cheng Qianxun could no longer open her mouth.
Her whole body was like a piece of ice, half dead.
Sneed held her tightly and wrapped his thick cloak around her.
He took the wine bag.
After taking a mouthful, he slowly fed it in mouth to mouth.
The wine contained Sneijder's body temperature, and was as warm as hot soup.
It flowed all the way into the body along the numb tongue, and even the temperature passed through the esophagus and entered the stomach to create a sensation.
Rudolf took the wine bag and when he finished feeding it, he handed it over to Sneijder who took another mouthful of wine.
At this moment, I finally felt the alcohol from the strong drink starting to take effect, burning in my body.
As thin as a gossamer, she could finally feel her breathing, her chest began to rise and fall, and her numb lips could feel the warmth of Dosned's lips.
"I can live."
After Rudolf stuffed the cork into the wine bag, he looked up at the sky: "The clouds are so thick, it's going to snow again."
"Sir, please rub her more and warm her body.
I want to set up a tent."
Rudolph took something from the horse.
This time they brought four horses, and even the horses were standing in the snow shivering, let alone eating a man wearing a thin robe.
Sneijder hugged Cheng Qianxun tightly, sat on an animal skin, put his hand into the cloak wrapped around her, gently rubbed her still cold arms, and apologized: "It was my fault, I didn't pay attention to them.
I took you away.
They refused to take me to find you, so they followed me around until it got dark before they agreed to lead the way, otherwise you wouldn’t have suffered so much.”
"Bang, dang, dang."
Reger threw a large handful of branches on the ground and explained: "We did not take any detours, but it snowed and the road was difficult to recognize.
There were hungry wolves halfway along the way, which delayed us. time."
Cheng Qianxun pressed his face against Sneijder's chest, feeling very happy.
In the snowy weather, Sneijder kept looking for him, even at night, he still didn't give up.
Sneijder truly cares about her and loves her. . .
As long as she survives, Sneijder can live with her, otherwise the whole army will be annihilated.
All the suffering I have endured was worth it.
Gordon brought a lot more branches.
It was really annoying to think that she spent most of the day holding branches one by one with her mouth in order to make a bonfire.
Seeing that they were going to use flint to make a fire, Rudolf, who was using the surrounding trees to prop up the cloth, said: "Don't let her bake in the fire, otherwise the skin and flesh will rot immediately."
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A thin cloth was propped up two meters above, and the bonfire was lit.
Reger looked at it and saw that it was snowing again.
From time to time, snowflakes drifted in from the outside: "Why don't you also surround the cloth with a circle to block it?"
wind."
Rudolf walked to Sneijder, spread a piece of animal skin on the ground, squatted down, and lifted the cloak from Cheng Qianxun's legs: "You can see clearly if there are any wild animals approaching."
On a night with a bonfire and animal skins, whether you are afraid of the cold or the hungry beasts is a very simple multiple-choice question.
After seeing Rudolph take off his cloak, he gently lifted up the skirt of his robe, revealing his two legs that were stiff and black from the cold.
"Can this leg be saved?"
Sneijder was not sure.
"Let's try it."
Rudolf grabbed a handful of snow from the side and started rubbing it on his legs: "A leg like this will be useless as soon as it is exposed to the fire.
You can only rub it with your hands until it is hot."
"Let me do it."
Sneijder saw Rudolph rubbing the two black and thin legs with his hands, with a bit of sourness.
"Sir, you are the master.
Looking at you like this, maybe your hands are frozen before you can save your feet."
Rudolf said calmly and calmly while rubbing.
The snow rubbed against her legs and she didn't feel it at all.
She was indeed very cold.
Reger carefully added branches to the fire and comforted her: "Don't worry, as long as we keep her alive, she will be able to recover at dawn."
Sneijder said angrily: "Don't forget, she was so seriously injured yesterday that she almost didn't make it through, you ungrateful guys."
Gordon took the pot off the fire, poured the thick batter inside into a wooden bowl, then added some wine to it, and while stirring with a wooden spoon, he walked over: "Okay, let me do this A heartless, hard-hearted guy, come and feed her some food, she must be hungry too.”
Now that his mouth could move, Cheng Qianxun weakly swallowed the batter that Gordon fed him.
Seeing Sneijder's heartache, he kept reminding: "Slow down, slow down."
After drinking it, my body finally started to feel aches and pains.
When the leg that Rudolf was rubbing was stinging, she frowned slightly, her leg subconsciously twitched, and finally she could move.
"It seems that the leg can be saved."
Rudolf threw away the snow in his hand, put his hand to his mouth to breathe for several times, and rubbed his hands together quickly until his cold red hands were warm, and then he continued to rub her legs.
Reger added firewood to the fire with a smile on his lips: "Rudolph, when we burned her yesterday, the bucket of water placed next to her was your idea or your master's."
Rudolf continued to rub his hands and answered calmly: "It was my idea.
I originally planned to put out the charcoal after she was burned to death."
It makes sense.
After the bonfire is lit, of course it must be doused with water.
Otherwise, once a fire breaks out, whether it is a house or a forest, it will be difficult to extinguish it with the manpower and material resources at that time.
Gordon also laughed at this time: "Didn't you expect that Lord Sneed would pour on the fire as soon as it was lit?"
"Of course."
Rudolph glanced at him and said, "Just like if Lord Viscount Gordon poured it on, I wouldn't even think of it."
Gordon's cheeks were slightly red now, and he didn't know whether it was from the fire or because he was a little embarrassed by the words.
Sneijder laughed.
At this time, the person he was looking for had been found and should be fine.
He could smile with confidence.
Sneijder joked: "Rudolph, I didn't expect your tongue to be as sharp as your sword."
"Thank you for the compliment, sir."
Rudolf put down the hem of his robe and skirt.
His legs were already warmed by rubbing, and there were frostbite scars on them.
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If it was an ordinary person, it might take him one or two years.
But Cheng Qianxun didn't need it.
She would recover tomorrow morning.
By night, her legs would be as thin and white as if they had never been frozen.
I am so tired, but I am not tired at this time.
Cheng Qianxun snuggled into Sneijder's arms with a smile on his face.
No matter how strong the wind and snow outside were, she was no longer afraid.
At this time, her body and heart were warm
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