For people, it is almost a dead end, and for chickens, it is still accessible because there is a hole at the bottom, which is no exaggeration and is smaller than a dog's hole.

The snow chicken shaking her feathers and crawled in.

The charlatan was gone, Jiang Lian sighed: "It's vain, let's go."

Just as he turned around, the snow chicken came back. Perhaps he didn't follow anyone, so he quickly turned back to find him. Seeing that Jiang Lian and the others were about to leave, he was shocked and trotted over and took his little head to hiking boots.

So weak, he couldn't kick it, Jiang Lian raised his foot and walked out again.

The snow chicken was so anxious that she suddenly flapped past the two of them, blocking the way, with her small wings on her face, and she looked very strong and reluctant to let go.

Jiang Lian was amused and crying: He looked like a quail, do you still think you are an eagle?

He squatted down and said, "Brother Ji, it's not that we won't go. I heard that you have the IQ of a six or seven-year-old child. Look at my body shape, it seems that I can pass through this hole? Okay, don't force yourself."

After saying this, just as I got up, my heart suddenly became tight and I squatted back.

The charlatan was surprised and wanted to say something, so Jiang Lian raised his hand to stop it.

He seemed to...he heard Meng Qianzi's voice.

Jiang Lian's heart thumped wildly: the mountain intestines swallowed the sound, unless Meng Qianzi was close and screamed loudly, he would not hear it.

His forehead began to sweat again, as if it was true. Although the sound was ethereal and spread everywhere, he really heard it, and it seemed that she was calling his name.

Jiang Lian reacted instantly, he leaned down and yelled at the hole: "Qianzi?"

Damn, he was 100% sure that the voice came from that end.

Jiang Lian's blood boiled all of a sudden. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to drill into the hole. He couldn't get through it, so he got stuck when he reached his shoulder. Jiang Lian pulled out, quickly took off his clothes, pulled his coat, and took off his sweater. The charlatan said anxiously: "You can't get through even if you take off your skin. What kind of drill are you drilling?"

Jiang Lian ignored him, threw a few pieces of clothes behind him, and then yelled in, "Do you help me and push me!"

Can this be a push? No matter how much you push, the pig cannot get into the dog's hole, and the wolf cannot get into the snake's nest. The charlatan is really full of mouthless, but there is no way, so he has to push him hard from behind.

The snow chicken was stunned, as if she was looking at the Western scenery.

Jiang Lian tried his best to suck his breath and squeezed it in. Fortunately, the hole was not long. He tried his best to block half of his face and one eye at the entrance of the hole. It was invisible and black. He then pushed the pocket flashlight out with the hand pressed under his body, and finally slowly pushed the lit flashlight out from under the flesh of the squeezed and deformed face.

He gasped, looked forward, down, and his eyelids were tilted upwards.

See it.

At this moment, his blood rushes into his mind, and then the blood is cold in an instant, causing him to tremble all over.

Meng Qianzi hung over the air more than ten meters in the center, as if holding a person's legs. The man was hanging on a chain. The chains were clattering, and Meng Qianzi's body was shaking in the air, trembling, making people frightened.
Chapter completed!