As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

Black snow fell from the sky.

The time axis goes backwards.

Eighth evacuation team.

On the 20th day after entering the barren snow mountain, the number of people dropped by [-]%, and they had already crossed the outermost edge of the barren snow mountain.

These days, the black snow has been falling non-stop.

Since it is called "Desolate", as the name suggests, this place is barren and barren.

Relying on the forbidden items that can transform snow into "snow balls", coupled with the food they brought before departure, made it easier for everyone to starve to death.

Hei Xue is not real snow, but if he regards it as real snow, then he can drink it.

That is, the more you drink, the more likely you are to have problems.

now.

Lines of teams stopped in the snow.

In an inconspicuous corner in the queue, the young man crouched, holding a small piece of food that looked like a rice ball, and biting into small bites.

The breath pulled out a white horse in the air, and the temperature was quite low.

"The barren snow mountain, the rumored place where time and space are chaotic."

"Here, you can see special figures, and even have conversations with those special beings."

"Of course, these are all rumors, and I don't know how they spread."

"For those who stepped into the snow-capped mountains, only a few people on the edge were lucky enough to survive. Anyone who went deep, no one was able to get out."

"Also, I have never heard of anything coming across the snow-capped mountains from the other side."

Beside the young man, the older uncle shook his head.

"Then according to what you said, Uncle Wang, we can't get out." The young man laughed.

"Hey, not necessarily." Uncle Wang shook his head and said, "I feel... there is still some hope, it depends on human effort."

"It depends on human effort." The young man repeated these words.

"Open the river, hey." The uncle sighed.

"Sigh?" Jiang Kaihe asked.

"Your talent is really good. If you were born 100 years earlier, or 100 years later... Oh no, if we were all here, no one would be able to give birth to you."

Uncle Wang was amused by his own words, "It's a pity, it's a pity, in peaceful times, with your ability, we will definitely have a place for you."

"It's nothing." Jiang Kaihe was still smiling, his appearance was not so handsome, but he had an indescribable sense of intimacy and surging confidence.

To some extent, he is very similar to Xiang Yang.

"Let's go, the team is moving forward again."

Uncle Wang patted him on the shoulder, then stood up.

"I feel that this broken snow mountain seems to have begun to affect my thoughts." The uncle was quite distressed, "My head turns much slower than usual."

"It's possible that you were frostbitten." Jiang Kaihe replied.

"Perhaps." Uncle Wang said helplessly.

Everyone moved forward slowly, and he patted his head, "I didn't talk so much before, and I don't know why."

"Maybe it's just an inexplicable hunch that I won't live for too long, so I said everything I wanted to say in one breath."

"Uncle Wang, don't be crowed." Jiang Kaihe's face became more serious.

"To be honest, I really have such a mysterious feeling." Uncle Wang panted, with an extremely calm expression on his face.

He took a few breaths and looked towards the distant team, with a flash of nostalgia in his eyes, "My wife and children are gone."

"I'm left alone, and I don't really have the motivation to live."

"Perhaps the only motivation is to climb over the snow-capped mountains to see if there is a home that belongs to us on the other side of the snow-capped mountains."

"Feeling a bit tired."

He gasped for breath.

"Uncle Wang, I will help you." Jiang Kaihe said.

"No need. I should have been attacked by the power of the snow-capped mountains. I seem to have heard many special voices and seen some vague figures. What are those..."

"Uncle Wang." Jiang Kaihe grabbed his arm.

"I can't see clearly, Kaihe...you can take a look for me."

"Uncle, don't talk for now, save your energy..."

The voice stopped, Jiang Kaihe's lips squirmed, and he touched his nose.

He lifted the body up.

Pull the opponent's right arm, and push up the left shoulder.

Just carrying it like this, the two walked to the side.

After walking tens of meters, he came to the dead tree, and he unloaded the opponent.

"Uncle Wang, I told you to talk less and save your energy."

"Take a look and don't listen to the persuasion. You say too much in one breath. There will be nothing to say in the future."

"Hey, what can I say to you. You just go to sleep, and I will continue to suffer for you."

After babbling, Jiang Kaihe walked back into the team with strides.

He was much more silent, and there was no one else around who could chat with him.

"cold."

"It's so fucking cold to death."

"What the hell is this place doing? Day after day, torture, pure torture."

I don't know how long I walked, and the voice of complaint rang in my ears.

Jiang Kaihe looked around.

At some point, there was a figure beside him.

The man had black shattered hair and looked very handsome.

This is cursing, and I don't know what I met.

"Dude, don't say a few words. I have a friend who just talks too much, and then..." Jiang Kaihe's voice paused.

"And what happened?" the man subconsciously asked.

"Then there is no more." Jiang Kaihe shrugged.

"Okay." The young man had no choice but to look him up a few times before continuing on his way in suspense.

Jiang Kaihe thought about it in his mind, but became interested instead.

Although he kept his head on the road and didn't pay much attention to his side, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that this person suddenly appeared beside him.

Moreover, Jiang Kaihe remembered everyone in the front, back, left, and right sides of the team, but at least he remembered everyone by familiar faces.

The boy in front of him looks handsome and has a very distinctive appearance. It is impossible for him to have no influence at all.

"Brother, where are you from?" Jiang Kaihe asked curiously.

"I don't know." The boy said honestly.

"Ah?" Jiang Kaihe raised his eyebrows.

"Tell me, let's go forward, when will we reach the end." The boy asked instead.

"I don't know either." Jiang Kaihe said truthfully.

"This black snow." The boy sighed, "I don't know how many people will be buried in this snow."

The boy looked forward and then back.

"Every time I see this scene, I feel very hopeless."

He shook his head slightly.

"What do you mean every time you see it?" Jiang Kaihe frowned.

"I'm not sure about that."

"It feels like you're speaking strangely."

"I feel weird too."

So, the two of them chatted one after another.

Walking with no end in sight, suddenly, this young man also began to become weaker and weaker.

The movements became more and more sluggish, and the breath weakened.

"I've run out of strength again." He panted heavily, his feet went limp, and he almost fell down.

Staggering, he walked to the side.

"Then I won't see you off."

The black snow fell bigger and bigger, and visibility became extremely low.

The boy only took a few steps forward, and his figure was almost engulfed by the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

"Go on, don't worry about me," the boy said loudly.

The wind and snow had distorted his figure.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Jiang Kaihe shouted.

The boy waved his hand.

He said something, his voice was intermittent, distorted in the wind and snow, and only a vague word remained in his ears: "Jiang"