I Captivate the Player

She saw a slightly raised arm, which was Chen Ye's arm, and the other side of the arm was connected to the stone.

"Great."

Alisa burst into tears with a smile on her face, and a lot of tears rolled down her eyes. She felt a stomachache while crying and laughing, and retched, but she couldn't vomit anything because she hadn't eaten for a long time.

It is said that when people are too emotional, they will even be so sad that they vomit.

She grabbed a handful of soil and firmly believed in one thing.

He will definitely come back alive.

It was okay last time, and it will definitely be this time. I will not let him die no matter what.

Chapter 350: He Woke Up From A Dream

In the snow, a girl with disheveled hair is struggling to pull a huge wooden board forward.

The original white dress was already in tatters, and the delicate skin was also scarred and full of chilblains.

The girl still gritted her teeth, pulling the broken body on the board.

The girl in the snow has been walking for a long time. She has not eaten or drank for several days and nights, and she has persisted until now relying entirely on some kind of mysterious power.

Finally, she saw a village.

Although Chen Ye said before, if he approached the village at will, he might be shot.

But Chen Ye actually said something else.

"If you really can't survive, you must find a place with people."

"Maybe there will really be good people. Although they are rare, there are still good people in this world."

Alisa dragged the board and continued to move forward, but she suddenly felt a whirlwind, and everything in her field of vision began to tilt downward, as if the whole world was turned upside down in an instant.

The girl fell down.

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It seems like a long time has passed.

"Wake up."

"Child, wake up quickly."

Alisa gradually opened her eyes and woke up from a coma. Her pink hair was scattered on a dilapidated wooden bed, and what she saw was a strange ceiling.

This is an ordinary northern dwelling, and she could feel the warmth from the stove beside her, but this warmth could not warm her heart at all.

An old woman with white hair was watching the girl who woke up with relief.

"Finally awake, boy, you look like you've suffered a lot."

Alisa's face was full of exhaustion and numbness, and she didn't have the slightest bit of joy for surviving.

She wanted to speak on the bed, but she could hardly speak, and it took a lot of effort to make her hoarse voice come out.

"Where is he?"

"My child, it must be the God of Justice who blesses you before I can meet you."

The old woman brought a bowl of hot soup, she gently raised Alisa's head, and fed her a little bit.

A warm current went down Alisa's throat, straight into her chest, abdomen, and finally, the warmth spread from the abdomen to the whole body.

The old lady went out, and soon, the voices of several grown men came in from outside.

Alisa heard it very well, but she didn't care.

"But what if she is the whistle of the bandits? Wouldn't it be harming us if we saved her?"

The old woman scolded: "What nonsense, have you boys seen such a bandit whistle? She looks so beautiful. I still believe that she is a slave who escaped from somewhere. How could she be a bandit?"

The man outside said again: "If she really escaped from slavery, let's not interfere. If her rich and powerful master comes to her, what should we do?"

"We all know that you are kind-hearted, you are a believer in the God of Justice, but the people in the village don't want to cause trouble...If you hurt other innocent people because of kindness, it is not good, it is also the God of Justice said."

The old woman had no choice but to say, "Hey, no matter what, let her stay with me for two days, let's talk about it after the snow has passed."

"Just two days!"

After finally convincing the villagers, the old woman sighed and walked into the house again, only to find that the girl with disheveled hair had gotten off the bed, was sitting on the ground smiling with her tattered body in her arms.

This smile was too gentle, and the contrast with the previous one was too great, which frightened the old woman for a while.

Alisa seemed to have recovered completely, she smiled and said, "Great, we all survived, Samuel, we really escaped."

Then she turned her head again and thanked the old woman.

"Thank you for saving us, we will definitely find a way to repay you in the future."

The old woman regained her composure and said, pointing to the broken body.

"He, who is he?"