When Lin Ru heard the terrified screams, he gave up all thoughts of playing around.

Snap, clack, clack. The three hemp ropes were put on the boulder together. The sled made a turn, spraying the snow on the ground three meters high, and then stopped beautifully.

When Zhao Fang saw the sled stopped, he didn't care about anything and just rolled and crawled to the ground, letting out a long sigh of relief.

The snow fell slowly and fluttered, and when the view in front of the eyes became clear, Zhao Fang was covered in snow.

She held onto the boulder and slowly calmed herself down. Her heartbeat finally returned to normal, but when she looked up, her heartbeat skyrocketed again.

They had a deeper understanding of Lin Ru's strength. If they had stopped a second later, they would have fallen off the cliff and died without a burial place.

She staggered away a little and felt a little relieved. There was no other way. She couldn't compare with Lin Rub. It was a critical moment and she still had the mind to play.

The key is that they just play and laugh, and in the end they can resolve the crisis perfectly. Alas, there is no way to survive if you compare yourself to others.

After Lin Ru got on the sled, he did not delay at all and ran towards the sound with all his might.

Although she is not a saint, she will not turn a blind eye to helping others and saving lives to the best of her ability.

"Brother, I'm afraid that when I die, even my body will be taken away by wolves."

After the short one yelled, he began to cry softly and spoke with a choked voice.

The tall man was already terrified, and when he heard the short man's nagging and crying, a feeling of sadness arose, which gradually eroded his last will to live.

He was also very scared. This place was far away from the village and there were not many people coming here normally. Besides, the two of them often did not go home, so their family members were used to it and did not worry at all so as to come out to look for them.

Was he really going to die early in this mountain, and have his body chewed by wild beasts? Thinking of this, he felt pain in his bones, his body trembled more and more weakly, and he couldn't even hold the rope in his hand.

The wild boar behind them was getting closer and closer. Its heavy breathing, the foul smell on its body, and the fishy smell in its mouth made the two men cough.

The two were so scared that they hugged each other and cried bitterly, completely forgetting that in addition to the wild boar behind them, there was also a cliff in front of them.

Perhaps it was because they knew that they cried so heartbrokenly. There was absolutely no way to survive. Could the ancestors appear and save the two of them? That would be harder than climbing to heaven.

Suddenly the tall man felt a chill on his back, and the sense of danger made him unable to even cry.

I turned around subconsciously and saw a big black pig's head. Its fangs were shiny and reflecting cold light. Its mouth was wide open and the hot and stinky smell from it hit my face directly.

The tall man screamed in fear, completely forgetting his manliness and dignity. He curled up on the sled and dared not move.

The short one was so frightened when he saw that his elder brother was so frightened, but he was also very curious. After struggling with this for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage and turned his head slightly to take a look.

But his head had not turned back completely, and he was frightened by the scene he saw with just a quick glance. If there had not been a guardrail on the side of the sled, he would have been smashed into a meat patty.

One of the two men was so cowardly that he held his head and cried, while the other one was so cowardly that he fainted. Just when the two were about to go to the King of Hell to seek justice.

There was a sound of metal entering flesh, and warm blood spurted out, landing directly on the tall man's head.

The painful squeals of pigs echoed through the mountains and forests. The frightened small animals all ran away, and the birds in the trees also flew away in groups.

The tall man felt the dampness and heat, and tried hard to squeeze through the gap and rush towards the skin. The strong fishy smell made him feel nauseous and he wanted to vomit, but his stomach was empty and he couldn't vomit anything.

He was startled by the wild boar's wailing, and subconsciously realized that he had been rescued, but he couldn't believe it.

I looked up carefully and saw that the big black pig had stopped chasing. There was a big knife stuck in its back. It was fighting madly and its blood was flowing to the snow-white ground, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

Unable to believe that they were rescued, he rubbed his eyes hard and opened them as wide as possible.

Looking back, he saw a wild boar roaring and rushing towards a slender figure. His heart couldn't help but rise, fearing that the crazy wild boar would gore his savior to death.

He was staring at the man and the pig, when suddenly the iron sled was tripped by a stone on the ground and jumped, and the tension in his mind was once again tense.

Someone helped to deal with the wild boar at the back, but the cliff in front was still there, and the sled was moving forward rapidly.

He struggled to get up and held on to the rope tightly, trying to control the direction and make the dogs turn around to a safe place.

But the dogs were exhausted, and they were on a downhill slope, and gravity was pulling them towards the cliff.

Even if it received instructions from its owner and its limbs slid desperately on the ground, it would be difficult to change the direction of the sled.

Seeing that the car was still sliding down, the tall man was anxious and wanted to whip it, but he could find no trace of it. He didn't know where it had been thrown away.

He was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He was almost driven crazy.

Seeing that the cliff was getting closer and closer and the speed of the car did not slow down at all, the tall one had no choice but to make a desperate attempt and pull the short one to jump down. However, the short one looked thin but was quite heavy. After several pulls, he did not move at all.

Just as he was trying hard, the dog whimpered and flew downwards, and the sled carrying the two people also reached the edge of the cliff.

He suddenly saw his grandmother appear in front of him. He ran over happily, but was hit on the head by her and told to go back quickly.

Touching his aching head, he felt extremely aggrieved. Did he come here willingly? It was not like the King of Hell asked him to come for tea, so he had to come.

Before the tall guy could finish his complaints, the grandmother disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of white before his eyes.

Did he go there? He sat up straight and observed the scenery carefully, wanting to see what was special about this legendary place.

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