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Chapter 626 If possible

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    "Heh" Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, but inhaled a puff of smoke and couldn't help coughing twice, "Ahem."

    ¡°Then, Jiang Xiao saw a floor bunk.

    A mattress made of a dozen thick white ghost furs. The owner of this tree house must have lived here for a long time. Although he did not make a bed, just a floor, there is a mattress made of wooden piles.  chairs and table.

    Is that a stone bowl?

    " Bait Jiang Xiao's mood was complicated. He didn't know whether to be excited or disappointed. The room was clearly visible. There were no cabinets, and the wooden table had no drawers. Where could there be a place to hide things?

    It has obviously been uninhabited for a long time.

    What did you rely on to keep warm?

    This house doesn¡¯t even have windows or a chimney, and it¡¯s pitch black. How can I light a fire to warm up in the house?

    Jiang Xiao, the decoy, stepped in and quickly collected information. Finally, he found blood that had already solidified in the corner behind the wooden table.

    Because the temperature here is very low, the blood is preserved. What puzzles Jiang Xiao is that the coagulated blood is little by little, just like a person having a nosebleed, falling on the ground little by little, falling in the corner, and even more.  Some coagulated blood flowed along the sides of the wooden pile table, drawing several traces that had long since solidified.

    Jiang Xiao, the decoy, had his hands on his waist, looking at the "positive" people with a complex expression, and murmured softly: "You are now, you hmm?"

    Bait Jiang Xiao¡¯s eyes narrowed, he took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the wall on the left.

    The words he murmured also changed: "Where are you now"

    As the first "Õý" with a different handwriting was discovered by Jiang Xiao, more and more "Õý" characters belonging to the second person's strokes also came into Jiang Xiao's eyes.

    The styles of rugged and elegant are so different that Jiang Xiao thinks they may be from one man and one woman.

    There are five strokes in a "zheng" character, the first three strokes are from one person, and the last two strokes are from another person.

    Sothe composition of this word means that he came back three days later, right?

    In this vast sea of ??"Õý" characters, these beautiful "Õý" characters and scattered strokes are rare, but they are enough to prove that not one person lives here!

    Jiang Xiao, the decoy, was silent for a long time, then walked out of the wooden house, his body turned into a crow again, fluttering his wings and flew up, he looked around and found a smaller tree.

    The crow landed on the snow, transformed into a human form, drew out the giant steel blade from behind, and slashed at the trees.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Boom!  Boom!

    Click click click¡­

    After a while, the small tree fell over and was chopped into countless pieces of firewood by Jiang Xiao.

    Jiang Xiao, the decoy, carried the giant blade behind his back, hugged the firewood, and walked through the thick snow to the cliff dozens of meters away.

    He cleared a clearing, surrounded the firewood, and transformed into a fiery red hunting bow and several burning flaming arrows.

    Jiang Xiao, the decoy, took out several fire arrows and probed into the surrounding firewood.

    He silently looked at the firewood under him, but in his mind, the room was filled with dense "righteousness".

    I'm here, where are you?

    There is no concept of time in the upper snowfield dimension. It is always filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, and you can always only see sunlight, but not the real sun.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but at the foot of the opposite mountain, at the bottom of the canyon, a figure slowly crawled out of the underground cave. He took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly widened.

    He looked up at the top of the high cliff hundreds of meters away and saw wisps of green smoke floating high into the sky.

    That¡¯sthe location of the tree house!  ?

    The man stared at this scene dumbfounded, and did not come back to his senses for a long time. He grabbed his hair, turned around and returned to the cave, shouting excitedly: "Lanlan! Lanlan!"

    The man stumbled into the cave, swerving and turning, and deep in the cave, he ran into a room with a bonfire burning.

    In sight, a woman was holding a 3 or 4-year-old child in her arms, walking around and humming a lullaby softly.

    "Well" When the child heard the shouting, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes with his little hands and looked at the entrance of the cave, "Dad, daddy, come backdad."

    The woman hurriedly covered the back of the little boy's head with one hand, pressed his little face on her shoulders, and continued to hum softly while walking in the house.

    And when the woman turned around, she looked at the man in confusion.

    &nIt was a man wearing a white ghost fur coat.

    At first glance, Jiang Xiao could regard him as a savage, but at second glance, Jiang Xiao discovered that the white fur coat was very well made and was not simply sewn together.

    The man is about 1.8 meters tall, with a thin face but a large frame and broad shoulders. He has thin stubble on his face and short hair. It can be seen that he should be trimmed regularly.

    Jiang Xiao frowned slightly and looked up and down at the man's clothes.  When a person struggles to survive in an isolated place such as a wilderness or an isolated island, and still maintains a certain image after living for a long time, then there is a high probability that one can infer the fact that he may not live alone.  .

    But the thin man¡¯s eyes narrowed. He saw the face of the vigil brother wearing a strange circle mask, and also saw the pair of dark eyes.

    From the strange circle mask, a muffled voice came: "Name."

    The thin man opened his mouth, but did not respond immediately.

    Jiang Xiao came to the white ghost, pulled out the giant blade, turned to look at the thin man, and the muffled voice came again: "Name."

    This is just a confirmation process.  In fact, there was no need for a name at all. Jiang Xiao had seen his face and it already matched the face in the information.

    "It's just that compared to that time, the man at this time seems so vicissitudes of life.

    The man still didn¡¯t speak.

    But within the circle of masks, a muffled voice came: "Soldier of the Guardian Legion, Hu Wei, male, Han nationality, born in 1989, disappeared on January 18, 2011, went out on patrol with his companion Canglan, and has been there till now  Not returned." (See Chapter 361 for details)

    Hu Wei's body was trembling slightly, his heart was beating violently, there were tears in his eyes, and there was a hint of sobs in his voice: "Does anyone remember me?"

    If possible, Jiang Xiao would like to say to him: I am here to take you home.

    However, Jiang Xiao does not have such ability.

    "Hey" A deep sigh came from the circle mask.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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