“Huff…Huff…”
Su Ming'an looked back, but didn't see Shen Ming'an for the time being, and Shen Ming'an didn't seem to catch up with him.
Su Wensheng knelt on the ground, with deep lacerations on his chest and abdomen, and his organs vaguely visible. The most terrifying thing was his back, which was covered in blood, red and black, and it was impossible to tell the difference between flesh and cloth.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have died from this injury long ago.
Su Wensheng took a breath and covered his horrible wound with his hand: "Great Savior, don't look at me with such a scary look...it's better to pay attention to your shoulder, you were also scratched by the golden sword."
Su Ming'an glanced at his bloody right shoulder, quickly looked away and touched Su Wensheng's skin.
It's very cold.
It's as cold as ice.
The magician's body temperature is constant throughout the four seasons, whether it is hot in the sun or cold in the winter, it will maintain a suitable body temperature. But at this time, the magician no longer has the energy to maintain it.
Tiny spatial cracks spread across Su Wensheng's body, still tearing his wounds.
"...Su Wensheng." Su Mingan said.
"Yeah." Su Wensheng responded softly.
"Can you still walk?"
"It's a bit difficult..." Su Wensheng didn't dare to leave his abdomen, for fear that his intestines would burst out. "By the way, where is your mechanical roulette?"
"…I gave it to Ashley before. Her legs can't move, and I was afraid she would be killed."
"You really do everything you can to gain favor."
"How far is it?"
"This should be the Grier Glacier in the north, not far from the edge of the world... If we walk, we should be able to get there before midnight." Su Wensheng glanced at Su Mingan's expression, suddenly realized something, and laughed:
"Okay, great savior."
"I can't help you in this state."
"——Just go away and don't worry about me."
His tone was familiar, and he easily accepted the fact that he was being abandoned. After all, the person in front of him was a savior with a heavy responsibility, so there was no need to consider him.
His knees sank deep into the snow, turning them bright red. The flying white snow fluttered on his forehead and fell on his lips.
The shadow of death was creeping up his pupils little by little:
"I've sent you here, that's enough. If you want to go further, you can go by yourself."
"Let's go, Su Mingan."
“Go where you need to go.”
…
…
“Wow—wow—”
Snowflakes fell from the sky like countless broken stars.
The snow piled up on the ground, forming a long snow road that stretched into the distance.
“Crack, crack, crack…”
A huge orange cat was carrying a young man, leaving deep and shallow plum blossom prints on the snowy road.
Su Mingan walked in front, step by step. The cut on his left arm was completely frozen, and the sword wound on his right shoulder was still bleeding, and the blood flowed intermittently all the way.
“Crack, crack.”
In this silent world, the only sound is the sound of stepping on snow.
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