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Chapter 3938 I don't know if I will be a fairy in the future

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    Chapter 3938 I don't know if I will be a fairy in the future

    Xiang Que had just become two snowmen with Zhu Chun on his back, and his whole body was covered with snow, except for a little space under their noses and around their mouths.

    At this time, the snow was a little lighter, and the wind seemed to have stopped, but the breath of the two of them also weakened.

    After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, three long-horned deer came galloping from the distant snow field. Behind the deer was a sled tied to it, and two people were driving on it, carrying a lot of goods.

    "Drive!"

    A middle-aged man stretched the reins, and sitting next to him was a seven or eight-year-old child. Both of them were wearing thick leather jackets, and their faces were covered with signs of wind and frost. They were obviously a very ordinary father and son, and they were not  Without any cultivation base, the long-horned deer he drove was not a monster.

    "Father, there seem to be two people there? Look quickly, look quickly." The child saw the two figures of Xiang Que and Zhu Chungang, so he stood up and grabbed his father's shoulder and said.

    The middle-aged child glanced at it, shook his head and said, "I see, people standing still, they must be frozen to death, maybe people from outside are not familiar with the situation here, lost their way and died of freezing."

    Perhaps it was because Xiang Que noticed the voices of the two of them, and there might have been a slight movement in his ears, and suddenly, the snow on his shoulders was gently shaken off, the child's eyes were sharp, and he could see  The slight amplitude of his shaking.

    "Father, he moved, he seemed to have moved! He's not dead, he's not dead!"

    The middle-aged man asked in surprise: "Did you see it? Can you see it clearly from such a distance?"

    "I really saw it, let's go, let's go, father, let's go over and see who it is"

    As soon as the man pulled the rein in his hand, the long-horned deer turned in a different direction, and then came to the side of Xiang Que and Zhu Chungang. The father and son jumped off the sled and went forward to check their situation.

    The child said in amazement: "Do they still have serious injuries?"

    "It's really fate. They're all frozen like this and haven't died yet. I don't know who they are. This body is really hard enough." The middle-aged man checked the breath and pulse of the two of them and found that they should still be alive.  There is a breath.

    If it wasn't for Xiang Que, Zhu Chungang had lived in the bitter cold, or they had not cultivated to the sky. In this harsh environment and with such serious injuries, ordinary people would have died.

    The father and son helped them onto the sled, and then galloped away toward the northeast.

    On the sled, Xiang Que curled up and moved with difficulty. Seeing this, the child quickly took off his fur jacket, opened his mouth to Xiang Que, and pointed to the old Taoist next to him. The child seemed to understand.  His intention was to cover the old Taoist body with the leather jacket.

    Xiang Que raised his eyelids, and closed them again after seeing this scene.

    "Can't sleep, don't sleep, you will never wake up after falling asleep"

    Half an hour later, the long-horned deer drove into a tribe on the snowfield.

    This tribe is not too big. There are a total of more than 30 wooden houses arranged in a patchwork order. Many people are still busy in the open space, roasting some animals on the fire.

    Some women sit around doing odd jobs and chatting occasionally.

    This kind of tribe seems to be the kind that does not compete with the world. People live a simple life without any pressure or longing. Everything is calm and simple.

    After the long-horned deer pulled the sled into the tribe, many people waved and said hello. When they saw two people lying in the car, they were stunned, so they stepped forward to ask.

    The child danced and explained, saying that when he and his father came back, they met two frozen people on the road, and brought them back after seeing that they were still alive.

    As soon as the people in the tribe heard this, they stepped forward to help, and as soon as they carried Xiang Que and Zhu Chun into the wooden house, the man ordered: "Go to the two of you, pack some snow, and then take the herbs and cook a pot of hot water.  water, and some liquid food"

    The people of this tribe are very experienced in dealing with freezing and frostbite. They were busy in an orderly manner, and quickly prepared all the things they needed. Immediately afterwards, the clothes on the two of them were stripped off.  , and when the people in the room saw the injuries on their bodies, they were all stunned.

    There is almost no intact part of Zhu Chungang's body. Almost all the flesh and blood were turned out, and then it was frozen hard. His hands and feet showed strange angles, which were obviously all broken. At the same time, there was a rib on his chest.  Branched out.

    toIn the case of Yu Xiangque, the situation is not bad, but the criss-crossing scars are also very shocking.

    Everyone gasped. If they were still alive, it would not only be fate, but it would be too outrageous.

    The child looked up at his father and asked, "Father, do you think they are gods outside the snow-capped mountains"

    Two days later, Xiang Que woke up first. When he woke up, he was still covered with a quilt, a brazier was lit in the room, and there was a glass of water on the chair beside the bed.

    A seven or eight-year-old child is sleeping on the bed.

    Xiang Que gradually came to his senses. He blinked his eyes to adapt to the environment, and then his eyes searched for Zhu Chungang.

    On a bed opposite to Xiang Que, Zhu Chungang lay flat and seemed to be sleeping peacefully, with a slow breathing rhythm, but it was considered normal.

    As if sensing someone moving, the child lying on the narration raised his head, looked at Xiang Que in a daze, and said, "Are you awake?"

    ?He nodded to the shortcoming, looked down at the bandaged wound on his body, and the faint smell of herbs, and asked, "You guys saved me?"

    The child nodded and said, "I happened to run into you when Dad and I were going home"

    Whoever Xiang Que drank a little may have been fed something in his stomach before, and he still feels very good mentally, so he chatted with the child and asked about the situation here.

    The locals in this snowfield are called Mount Langzhu. They have lived here for generations and rarely step out of this place. Near their tribe, within a range of about a hundred miles, there are three other tribes that are slightly larger than them.

    As for the situation outside, the people here are not very clear, because they can't get out of this snowy field at all.

    It's just that by chance, some people may see some people flying from the sky, and they feel that there may be gods outside the snow field.

    After chatting with Xiang Que, the child blinked and asked, "Are you a fairy?"

    Xiang Que thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It was in the past, I don't know if it will be in the future"

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