Holding the little guy walking hard in the wind and snow.

One foot is deep and one foot is shallow, one accidentally stepped on a deep pit.

An Ziqi's body immediately fell to the ground.

Within a ten-thousandth of a second, An Ziqi had only time to push the little guy desperately onto the flat ground on the other side.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment and rolled towards the bottom.

While tumbling, An Ziqi saw the cliff below her getting closer and closer, and her heart instantly tightened.

In a panic, he grabbed his hands desperately in the snow.

Bingxue kept passing between her fingers, and her hands quickly became numb in the cold.

Seeing that it was about to roll to the bottom of the cliff, An Ziqi's men finally caught a rock buried deep in the ground.

Under inertia, half of his body hung directly outside the cliff before finally stopping the thrust of falling towards the cliff.

A few pieces of ice and snow fell from both sides of her body to the bottom of the cliff.

At this moment, from below her waist, all of her body is hanging outside the cliff.

An Ziqi held her breath, her heart beating wildly, there was no one here, only herself, and no one would come to help her.

And if she can't go up as soon as possible, under the raging wind and snow, her hand holding the stone will be frozen, and she can't grasp anything.

At that time, she really had only one dead end.

Looking at Xiao Qian'ai who was still unconscious on the flat ground in the distance, he took a deep breath, tried to lift off with his arms, and stepped onto the cliff next to him.

Before he could exert any force on his feet, with a "hula", a large chunk of ice and snow fell straight down the cliff.

After a long time, I didn't hear any sound of falling to the ground.

An Ziqi's whole body was tight, and after her breathing calmed down a bit, she immediately tried to kick up again.

I tried several times and ended in failure.

Hanging on the edge of a cliff alone, this kind of despair, fear and helplessness will never be realized by people who have not experienced it.

But An Ziqi can't be afraid, she can't leave Xiao Ai here alone, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and if she is still here, she will die.

She could already clearly feel that the stones under her hands gradually became loose.

If she doesn't climb up again, I'm afraid the rock will loosen completely, and then fall into the cliff with her.

And her physical strength is not at all enough to support her to continue to delay.

An Ziqi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and violently lifted her leg up to the edge of the cliff next to her.

While there was snow falling, there was no pause, and he continued to lift his leg upwards again.

At the same time, both hands and waist exerted force at the same time, pushing his body up suddenly.

At the moment when the stone in his hand was completely loosened, the whole person finally turned up completely.

Before he could think more, his body was busy subconsciously rolling a distance toward the other side again.

Looking at the "sweet" ice and snow falling from the edge of the cliff, An Ziqi let out a cold sweat in such a cold weather.

There was no time to rest, An Ziqi got up from the ground with difficulty, walked to Xiao Qian'ai, picked up the little guy and walked forward again.

The sky was faintly bright, and all the surrounding scenes gradually became clearer.

Under the ice and snow, her feet had already become numb, and her pace was like a machine moving forward.

Just when An Ziqi felt dizzy and couldn't support her.

"An Ziqi."