It’s not that Sun Shi was so stupid that he was frozen, but that he really became cold today.

While baking hands against the fire, Jin Fan looked at the thin layer of ice that was constantly condensed in the soil pit behind him with a deep look.

He reached out and threw two dead trees into the fire.

But the flames on the fire did not even shake, and they were still slowly lying on the wood.

One piece, two pieces, and another piece, before he knew it, when Jin Fan reached out to touch the wood beside him, he felt empty.

It's gone.

Jin Fan's hand thrust on the ground twice and pounded it hard.

There was no wood. Seeing the flames getting smaller and smaller, Jin Fan jumped out of the pit with his hands.

The few people squatting in the pit turned their heads, but they didn't make any noise, because they were not blind and could not see the wood on the ground. When they clicked out, they had nothing else to do except look for wood, but they just turned around and then followed them to the fire.

Reality is always much crueler than imagined. In this situation, Sun Shi and the others followed him out and had no other end except to freeze to death. To put it bluntly, they have been relying on Jin Fan and Fang Chen.

They didn't want to die either, but they didn't want to die, and they had never experienced the fear of death that might be so concrete.

Only after experiencing this will you know that in the face of living, dignity and even morality are not worth mentioning. You will know more clearly that these things are spiritual charity based on the premise that people can guarantee the most basic survival.

So even if they feel guilty, they can only lower their heads as if they are not seeing them.

Jin Fan came back soon, holding only a few dead branches in his hand.

Only after coming out of the soil pit did Jin Fan truly realize how much the temperature around him dropped. The air turned into ice, and the nasal cavity could not dispel the coldness in the air at all. The coldness between the nose passed through the trachea and into the lungs.

Almost in one breath, he was trembling with the cold. After just running two steps, his face turned blue by the cold, his lips turned white, and even his heart began to feel cramped.

He didn't dare to stop outside for too long, so he had time to turn around, gathered a small pile of dead branches and ran back.

But these dead branches turned black and gray without even half an hour.

But now it was just past ten o'clock, and there were still two full hours before the temperature was returned to warm up at twelve o'clock. There was almost no hesitation. When he saw the dead wood burning, Fang Chen jumped out.

At this time, the air outside had condensed into white frost. With his physique, his teeth were shaking so cold that they were almost breathing for a few breaths.

Even though he knew that running would be colder, he still couldn't help but trot. There was nothing else, he was afraid that he would be frozen to death on this wild slope if he stayed outside for too long.

He had to prepare wood to make fire every day, and he knew where there was wood around him, so he ran straight to him.

After climbing two slopes, he slid down on the frozen sand. He opened his arms and hugged him, turned around and ran back.

But when I was climbing up the sand slope, I suddenly heard something behind me.

Screaking and squeaking like a rat biting wood, he subconsciously looked back.

I saw a piece of white lily floating down the slope not far away.

Almost when the thought of something came out in his mind, the thing told him with actions.

The thing seemed to be light and had no physical substance, but when it crossed the sand slope, it fell down very quickly.

It spreads across the sea of ​​sand like a tide.

And wherever it passed, covered with ice and snow, the creaking sound he heard just now was the sound of the white lining frozen sea of ​​sand.

Fang Chen's feet sank, threw away the wood in his hand, and climbed up with both hands and feet.
Chapter completed!