Mu Xia slapped her forehead and stretched out a hand to Gong Ye, "Brother-in-law, save me!"
Gong Ye hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not hug Mu Xia. Instead, he took the nine-section whip that Xiao Xiannv always wore around her waist and used as a belt, and with a strong swing, wrapped it around Mu Xia's arm.
That way, we won't be scattered when the avalanche happens.
In their prime, let alone Miyano, Mu Xia could have survived the avalanche with both of them. But instead... they were both crippled.
The two wolves and the yak, no longer caring about their pride, howled as they approached the main group.
The two demons left no room for retreat, desperately reinforcing the protruding rock above their heads. Whether they would cultivate to become immortals or be reincarnated depended entirely on this protruding rock.
The thought had barely formed when a rumbling sound came from above, and the accumulated snow crumbled like sliced tofu, then roared down all at once.
These four words were the only words that came to Mu Xia's mind: earth-shattering.
Fortunately, Shi Yan shielded everyone from most of the damage. Just as everyone thought they had escaped a bit of the avalanche, they heard a soft crack.
Mu Xia's lips were trembling. "Gong Gong Gong Gong, Gong Ye, did you hear anything?"
Miyano opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the snow beneath him suddenly collapsed, and the three people and three beasts slid down the collapsed slope without any surprise.
Tick-tock, tick-tock...
It was the sound of water dripping on stone, and Ruan Xianxian was immersed in a bizarre and fantastical dream.
In her dream, she was the true daughter of the Shi family, who had lived in an orphanage since childhood.
The fake heiress usurps the place; her biological parents love her, and her fiancé loves her too. To avoid becoming the fake heiress's kidney donor, she latches onto her fiancé's adoptive father, a villainous rich man.
The fake heiress and the scumbag knelt at her feet, offering tea, and respectfully yet resentfully addressed her as "Mother."
The scene shifts, and she is lying in a pool of blood, next to a private car with its front end smashed. The villain, who is also her husband, is kneeling on one knee in the pool of blood, holding her.
He cried and begged her not to leave.
She touched the man's face, smiling mischievously and slyly, "Sorry! I have to rush to the next show."
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