The exit in the snowstorm is getting closer, but it is also getting farther and farther away.

Ao Bing had already fallen into a deep sleep, and Nezha's physical strength was running low.

What's more, the metal door has been opened by the system, and the robot, which is not afraid of the cold, is getting closer.

If you let go of Ao Bing and let him fend for himself, he will definitely be able to escape.

If you are with Ao Bing, the hope of escaping here is slim.

With trembling legs, Nezha straightened Ao Bing's body, which was about to slide, and decided to make a last-ditch effort.

Hoping to get closer, Nezha looked back at the chasing robot.

They are being stumbled by the boxes piled up everywhere, some are stuck behind the boxes, and some are groping for new routes, the uniform team just now has been broken.

Nezha quickened his pace.

After what seemed like a century, they finally came to the exit.

Nezha put Ao Bing aside, and turned the round handle on the door with all his strength.

"Crack..." The door was opened little by little, and Nezha seemed to be able to smell the air outside.

He let go of the handle and felt a burst of pain. When he lowered his head, he realized that the cold metal handle had torn off a layer of skin from his palm, and the whole palm was bloody and bloody.

Nezha couldn't care less, picked up Ao Bing and ran to the door...

"puff."

An anesthetic shot from behind pierced Nezha's body.

"puff."

"puff."

……

Nezha lost consciousness and fell out with Ao Bing.

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