Ji Baimo was wearing a heavy coat, resisting the wind and snow outside. White frost was condensed on his eyelids and eyelashes. Perhaps because he had been walking for a long time, he was a little exhausted and gasped slightly, and the gas he exhaled turned into white smoke.

His feet moved forward, leaving deep and shallow marks on the ground, but soon the mark was covered by wind and snow. He held the drawings drawn by the old Tibetans in his hand and looked at the mountain road in front of him. He could only vaguely distinguish the direction. The footprints on the snow had long been covered by the wind and snow that continued to fall, and there was no trace of them.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark night in front of him, as if he wanted to swallow everything.

Just like six years ago, she was swallowed together.

The amber eyes were dyed black. He lowered his eyes and continued to search deeper, obviously he was paranoid to the limit.

...

At this moment, everyone gathered in the snow-capped villa and no longer felt sleepy tonight. They all looked at the extreme weather outside, and their faces were mixed with all kinds of worries. They never expected that so many things happened on the first day of a summer vacation event. They first pretended to be the murderer of poppy, and because they loved and hated, they specifically killed men.

Then there was no idea where a mysterious man appeared, kidnapped Yan Bai, drove the car and walked into the depths of the snow-capped mountains. Now the wind and snow are getting faster. In this case, staying in the snow-capped mountains and losing direction is like a dead end.

"No, I want to go find Baibai." Yan Shiliang was extremely uneasy in the living room, unable to sit steadily, and kept wandering around. Looking at the time on his phone, the longer the time passed, the greater the possibility of Yan Bai's danger. He dared not gamble. Even if Ji Baimo went to find Yan Bai, no matter how powerful he faced this weather alone, he would be an ordinary human.

Humans are very fragile and easily injured and die.

He became even more restless as long as he thought that Yan Bai would be alone on the snow-capped mountain, or had been killed by the man in black.

"Shiliang... I believe she is lucky enough to have a natural appearance. It's all my fault. Let that man find Baibai, and I'll go with you." Jade Yue was also extremely worried. The wounds scraped from her hand have been treated, but it's not a big deal. As she spoke, she stood up and was about to go with Yan Shiliang, she suddenly covered her chest, as if her heart was uncomfortable again.

"Um..." She fell softly on Yan Shiliang's body, frowned tightly, as if the heart was uncomfortable because of the many stimulations tonight. Her face was covered with fine sweat, and she was gasping for breath.

"Yueyue, don't show off, I..." Yan Shiliang looked at Yan Yue beside him, and the steps he was about to take were taken back. Yan Yue is now feeling uncomfortable and is injured to save Yan Bai. How could she leave her alone here again?

With apology in his eyes, Yan Shiliang hugged Yan Yue and spoke softly to comfort him.

"Okay, Yueyue, I'll be here to accompany you, let's wait for the news."

Yan Yue nodded and still sat next to Yan Shiliang sadly, but her face was slightly better. She lowered her eyes, thinking about the performance of the man in black last night.
Chapter completed!