Yan Shiliang, who was standing beside him, looked at Ji Baimo. He suddenly felt that he was very useless, and even thought in his heart that as a brother, would he look for Yan Bai like Ji Baimo regardless of his safety?

Faced with such a snowy weather, if you know there is danger, you are very likely to find someone to get yourself in.

Soon, the answer in his heart clearly told him, no, he was unwilling to do so because he was afraid of death.

Ji Baimo pulled out a piece of parchment and placed it in front of the old Tibetans. Then he stuffed a pen into the old Tibetans' hands, and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"You draw me all the terrain you know."

When Ji Baimo smiled, he made people feel that he was very gentle and affectionate, but if he didn't smile, his peach blossom eyes would be like sharp swords, which was three points colder than Mu Fan because his heart was cold.

Listening to Ji Baimo's words, the Tibetan nodded quickly, not daring to delay any more. He picked up paper and pen in his hand and wrote the topographic map he knew in the snow-capped mountains. However, in his opinion, in this current situation, the map may be difficult to use.

The person who climbed the snow-capped mountains is probably easy to go up the mountain and it is difficult to go out. If he doesn't come back in time, he will probably die on the mountain. So is the man in front of him. Go up at this time...

"Sir, you might as well wait and go up tomorrow." He persuaded Ji Baimo.

Ji Baimo just lowered his eyes and glanced at the simple map drawn by the local residents, put it in his pocket, and prepared to go out with the things.

It is a rare heavy snow outside that occurs in summer, and it is even darker outside. You can't see the road at a distance, and you don't know what the situation is.

Ji Baimo's thin lips were pursed into a thin line. He lowered his eyes, his crow-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was paranoid, and almost crazy paranoid. He was originally a calm and rational person, but in rational people, he would encounter some people or things that made him difficult to reason.

Because he has long been in love and hate, it is hard to cure medicine.

Ji Baimo's boots stepped on the white snow and stepped towards the depths of the snow-capped mountains step by step.

Today's weather is very similar to that night six years ago.

The night that became his nightmare.

He doesn't want to lose again, he loses again.

Mu Fan watched Ji Baimo's leaving figure and fell into deep thought. At the same time, he was not vague and sent a search and rescue team to the snow mountain. However, it was probably dawn when the search and rescue personnel arrived. The person who kidnapped Yan Bai was obviously murderous to Yan Bai. If he waited until dawn, he might...

...

At the same time.

In the depths of the snow mountain, a man in black was carrying a little girl on his shoulder, and his movements were rough. He was walking in the snow with difficulty, as if he had lost his direction and was wandering around, but he was still unable to understand the key points.

The little girl woke up as if she was feeling uncomfortable being fucked. She opened her eyes and turned her eyes, looking at the surroundings with a little confused look.

"Host, oh, oh, you finally woke up. Our live broadcast room accidentally overturned. Look, now we are lost in the snow mountain. If this continues, oh, you will be done!"

The little girl is Yan Bai. Seeing that her host woke up, she immediately stepped forward and cried.

Yan Bai also instantly recalled what happened before...

The audience in the live broadcast room also kept their hearts hanging on their chests and finally let them go.
Chapter completed!