Chapter 197

"Be careful to eat the snow into your mouth." he sighed in a low voice. He looked like Yu Lan as a fragile porcelain doll... In fact, it was almost the same.

Not used to wrinkling his nose, Yu Lan looked at the ink plaintively, lowered his head and covered his mouth with his two hands, revealing only a pair of shiny big eyes.

"It's no use covering her." rubbing her head, Mo Wen hugged her in his arms. "Snow will pass through her fingers."

No!

He murmured at the bottom of his heart. Yu Lan had no move at all. He lowered his head and let out a small cry.

"Oh..."

Bad guy!

"Bang -"

Another shot pierced the blizzard, this time hitting the wheel of their car.

"This is the rhythm that wants to trap us here?" drunk night leaned behind the door and breathed into his cold hand. He didn't look much flustered.

"Xiuqi." Mo Wen's voice was impatient. He touched Yu Lan's cold face with almost no temperature, and his dark eyes were dark.

"I see."

Without waiting for Mo Wen to ask him to do anything, Xiuqi pulled off the chain around his shoulder and ran into the wind and snow.

He can judge the enemy's position according to the direction of the bullet, so he won't get lost in the blizzard.

After a while, Xiuqi ran back with a sniper gun with some snow in his hand.

"I ran one. I think we need to chase." Xiuqi threw the sniper gun to ye Wuchen sitting in the car, looked at Mo Wen and said, "they are definitely more than these two people."

Hurriedly held the gun in his arms. Ye Wuchen's cold teeth trembled. Fortunately, his breathing was stable.

He looked at Xiuqi with some envy and secretly hoped that he would become so strong one day.

Mo Wen didn't answer. He picked up Yu Lan and jumped out of the car with a clear attitude.

"Don't let me catch them..." drunk all night, although he didn't like being frozen, he had to jump to the side of the ink tattoo with his backpack.

Ye Wuchen walks at the end. He also carries a backpack, but it seems that it is much more difficult than them.

His nose seemed frozen and unable to breathe. He could only breathe with his mouth open. The exhaled water vapor turned into glittering small ice crystals in an instant.

Looking at drunk night, they didn't wait for themselves at all. Ye Wuchen could only clench his teeth and run forward harder and harder, trying his best to keep up with drunk night.

After walking for about two or three minutes, he noticed that the snow-white ground was stained with a layer of blood, which was like red plum in ink painting, dazzling but also gorgeous.

Several bodies covered with blood lay on the ground, covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

"These are useless. The real shooter ran away." Xiuqi walked along the bloody snow. "It looks like a power."

"It's rare. There will still be fish in your hands." the disgusted kicked away an eye-catching body and joked with his eyebrows when he was drunk. "It seems that your strength has declined after not doing it for a few days."

"Oh."

Xiuqi seemed to sneer. He ignored being drunk all night, but chased up along the footprints that could barely be seen in the snow.

Yu Lan shrinks her neck when she smells the strong smell of blood on the body. Her appetite, which has been suppressed by her, is picked up again.

Since she reached the second level, she has basically suppressed her love for people. The desire for meat, however, she is now at the end of the second level. I hope there are still signs of recovery.

This abnormal phenomenon made her panic for no reason. She squeezed the ink clothes and hid her face in his arms.

"Well..."

Thinking that she was afflicted by Blizzard, Mo Wen carefully held her higher and hid her in his arms.

"I'll find you a place to avoid the snow right away."

Sneaking all the way against the blizzard, about ten minutes later, they vaguely saw the shadow of a tall building in front of them.

"There should be city ruins ahead." Xiuqi turned around and said loudly, lowered his head and went on.

The trace left by the man who escaped under the Blizzard has been basically invisible, but it is undeniable that he must have run into the city ahead.

At this time, the snow had gone over their knees. Although it was not too hard to walk, it was not easy.

Ye Wuchen clenched his teeth and forced himself to take steps. He looked at carrying a bag heavier than him, but he still looked very relaxed. He was drunk all night. He said, "what would you do to him if you find that person?"

"Of course he did." although he hated ye Wuchen, he still made a noise when he was drunk. "Do you think we will let him join?"

If you don't let him join, why give him the gun? It's so heavy.

Ye Wuchen looked down at the sniper gun in his hand and said, "I thought you liked his ability..."

"As long as those who attack us are enemies." Zui Wuyi smiled, "ye Wuchen, you should be glad that you have shown a yielding attitude to us from beginning to end."

Inexplicably feeling drunk without night makes people tremble, and ye Wuchen clenches his teeth and lowers his head.

About five or six minutes later, they finally came to the foot of a tall building. From some scrapped cars on the road, it can be seen that this used to be an absolute city.

"It seems that we have a place to avoid snow tonight." drunk night raised his eyes and looked around, humming with some self mockery.

"If you want to be frozen to death in such a cold day, you can find a corridor to lie down and sleep." Xiuqi, who had completely lost the trace of tracking, stood up and gathered up his clothes.

"Of course I know, so we need a place for that guy." the drunk night, who felt despised by Xiuqi, rolled his eyes. "Can you find him?"

There is more than one building in this place. There are many buildings around, large and small, which can't cover up their vicissitudes even under the blizzard.

Xiuqi glanced sideways, glanced at him faintly, and then went to a building and covered his hand.

Instantly, I felt that the surrounding buildings seemed to be an earthquake, giving people a feeling of resonance.

"Xiuqi..." drunk all night, I couldn't help admiring, "your object control ability... Is it going to level 3?"

From his point of view, Xiuqi should put the perception of object control on all the buildings here in an instant.

Xiuqi didn't answer. He just wiped off the thick snow on his eyelashes and suddenly ran in one direction.

"Follow up," he said as he ran.

The others immediately followed him and ran into a tall building with him.

"He's upstairs... About the third floor." Xiuqi touched the cold wall and ran up when he found the corridor.

"Wait a minute!"