Xiao Chen firmly grasped Xiao Moli in his hands, and before the tumbling snow swallowed them, he violently rushed towards the safety zone on the other side.

Even so, the tumbling snow quickly swamped the two people because of the amount of snow.

Time does not know how long it has passed, perhaps tens of seconds, or a few minutes.

The whole snow-capped mountain finally quieted down slowly.

Amidst the white snow, a hand was suddenly stretched out, followed by an arm. After a while, Xiao Chen finally got up from the buried snow with difficulty.

After a violent gasp, he didn't dare to delay the slightest, he was busy bending over, and stretched out his hands to remove all the snow around him.

Then he bent down and pulled Xiao Moli out from under the snow.

Xiao Moli stared at the cliff not far away because of the snow avalanche.

Swirls of snow fell on his face, turning into two water marks, falling from his face.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but stunned when he looked at him like this, Xiao Moli was regarded as the one who watched him grow up since he was a child.

Whether it was his maturity and shrewdness when he was a child, or his dark abdomen when he grew up, he had seen all his appearances.

But I have never seen him like this.

Although he knew that those on his face were not tears, the despair and sadness in his eyes were so obvious.

That kind of tears still made him look terribly uncomfortable.

Xiao Moli got up from the ground and walked straight towards the cliff.

Xiao Chen hurriedly reached out and grabbed him.

"Let go."

Xiao Moli looked at him blankly and said.

Except for the coldness, there is no other emotion in the voice.

The more he is like this, the heavier the worry in Xiao Chen's heart.

He didn't dare to relax in the slightest, "Mo Li, calm down.

Even if you don't think about it for yourself, think about it for Ningning and Mommy. "

Xiao Moli seemed to have heard nothing, his steps did not stop at all.

Mommy still has daddy and Xiao Chen, and Ningning and Mommy love them, but An Ziqi and Xiao Ai have nothing.

They can only stay under the icy snow-capped mountains, covered in thick snow, struggling hard.

Xiao Ai is still so young, if she wakes up and sees the darkness in front of her, she must be very scared.

There is also An Ziqi, who has been very afraid of the cold since coming back from the underworld last time.

She was afraid that he was worried, she never said, but even if she stayed in a warm place, she still had cold hands and feet every day.

When sleeping at night, he would subconsciously hug him with his hands and feet, drawing warmth from him.

The snow under the cliff was so thick that it was cold everywhere.

She is so afraid of the cold. Without him, who would warm her, and who would warm her hands and feet?

They must be waiting for him, waiting for him to find them in the past.

Xiao Moli insisted on moving forward like a demon.

It was useless for Xiao Chen to persuade him in every possible way. If it weren't for this guy to be too perverted, he might not be able to subdue him with one move, it might cause more serious consequences. He really wanted to stun him directly.

Helpless, she gritted her teeth and said, "There is snow under the cliff, and An Ziqi and Xiao Ai may not be in trouble.

Most of the snow falling from above is lumpy, so the snow will not accumulate particularly tightly.

There is a high probability that after falling, several pieces will collide to form a gap, and there will still be air in the middle.

We will now immediately transfer everyone up to the cliff to find someone, and they will definitely be found. "

But that being said.