After shouting this, Jiang Lian retracted from the entrance of the cave and sat up. His nose was covered with sweat. His mind quickly turned: What should I do? How can I get over?

Although the charlatan could not see the situation on the other end, when he heard Jiang Lian's shouting, he knew that he had probably found Meng Qianzi: "Xiao Lianxian, I can't get through this, let's find a way to find a new way."

This kind of heart-wrenching heart is fascinated by taking two steps. It is not easy to find a new path. Besides, if you find a new path, the daylily will be cold.

Jiang Lian tried to push and kick the stone cave, but unfortunately it was a stone rather than tofu. He glanced over and over at the clothes and equipment he had thrown on the ground: there were guns, flamethrowers, and backpacks...

He fucked the flamethrower: "Quick, take out all our water and twist off the lid."

After saying that, as soon as he pressed the valve, the big bunch's oil and fire swept into the small hole.

The snow chicken was afraid of fire, and shouted and ran away. Although the charlatan didn't understand Jiang Lian's intention, he still buried his head in doing it.

Both of them carried bags, totaling four small bottles of mineral water. Because they had soaked in water and stayed in ice veins, the bottles were cold and even a little frozen. The charlatan hesitated for a moment and capped all four bottles.

The stone was not firewood and could not help burn. After burning for a while, the fire was extinguished. Jiang Lian grabbed the mineral water, squeezed the bottle hard, and shot the ice water on the inner wall of the burned hole.

In an instant, white smoke rose up and made a squeaky sound. Soon, there was another crisp sound of the stone cracking due to heat expansion and contraction. Jiang Lian took two steps back, pulled his gun and attacked the hole, and then kicked it hard.

The charlatan heard the sound of gravel falling. Although the hole did not collapse, the expansion was already quite considerable.

Seeing that Jiang Lian's eyes were almost able to understand people, he didn't care that the rocks in that place were still hot. He bent down again, used both hands and feet, and finally successfully climbed over.

A moment ago, he had tried hard to see the situation on this head, but at that time he was all focused on Meng Qianzi. Now he had to deploy to save people. Looking at the four sides, he felt like a basin of ice water and poured his head down.

This is a bottomless cave, with the surrounding mountain walls like buckets. The hole he climbed out was like a hole opened on the wall of a bucket. If you take a few more steps, you will be a cliff.

The position of Meng Qianzi's hanging is almost in the middle of the cave, not only far from the barrel wall, but it is more than ten meters higher.

How to save this? Wouldn't you just watch it?

Jiang Lian's mind was thumping, and he didn't forget to shout to her: "Qianzi, you must hold me tightly. I'm thinking of a way, soon."

The only thing that can be considered an "advantage" now is probably the rugged and rough mountain walls, which are easy to climb. Jiang Lian grabbed things from the cave that the charlatan stuffed over, put on his clothes, carried his backpack, and made his mind straight, crawled up with bare hands.

In fact, if he climbed up, he would not know what else he could do except see Meng Qianzi closer and talk to her.

But no matter what, let’s talk about it first.

After climbing for a few meters, Jiang Lian's left shoulder began to hurt slightly. His wounds have healed well these days, but the intensity of climbing with bare hands is still beyond what his body can bear at present.

Jiang Lian blushed and continued to move upwards with anger in his mouth. Meng Qianzi lowered his eyes to him. Seeing the continuous rolling of gravels under his feet, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He forgot about his situation.

The charlatan also poked his head out of the hole. When he saw that, although the man was kneeling on the ground, his calves were still trembling: God, these two people were in two situations, and he didn't dare to look at both ends - this one was done with his feet slipping, and the other one was loosened and he would go to see Marx. Also, who was Miss Meng holding? Is it a girl from the Xian family?

A warm and soft arched suddenly beside him. When he looked down, he saw that the snow chicken had also come over, tilting his head like him, looking at the progress of his head.

***

Jiang Lian climbed to a position similar to Meng Qianzi, and stopped gasping for breath.

The light of the pocket flashlight was limited, and the charlatan added another piece from below. This supplement made the ice corpse that Meng Qianzi was holding brighter, and it was even more difficult to see clearly. He only knew that it was an ice man.

Jiang Lian felt a little nervous: Meng Qianzi also went into the cave with the seventh aunt. Could that be... the seventh aunt?

However, he couldn't care about that much. Now that life is important, he pulled the rope in his hand, and his hands were shaking slightly: He could throw the rope head for her, as long as she grabbed it...

It is impossible, the distance is too far and I can't throw it over. Moreover, with Meng Qianzi's eyes, she would definitely not be able to free her hands to grab the rope. Besides, even if she grabbed it, she would only swing down and rush straight to the stone wall. She would be broken even if she didn't die...

His eyes suddenly fell on the snow chicken watching the fun below.

"Qianzi, can you still hide the mountain beast?"

Meng Qianzi's arms were tickle. Now, she was holding the feet of the ice corpse, and there was no way out if she went down.

She nodded with difficulty.

"Can it fly? Call it over and let it come to me."

Meng Qianzi let out a very light whistle, and the snow chicken thrust her neck. After a while, she flew to Jiang Lian, and her little claws grabbed a stone the size of a fist.

The rope in the backpack was enough. Jiang Lian looked around and then, first picked out one, tied the end to a slanted rock, then walked around his waist, and handed the other end to Xueji: "Come on, bite, bite."

He taught it again: "You fly over and circle around the person above, circle around, circle around, understand?"

Xueji obviously doesn't understand it. I have to rely on Meng Qianzi to rely on this matter. Jiang Lian tried to slow down his speech as much as possible and prevented his voice from causing anxiety, so as not to affect Meng Qianzi: "Qianzi, listen well, I can't get through, but Xueji can take the rope over. I want to tie the rope to the ice corpse. Do you understand? Use the rope to build a bridge for you, and you want it to understand what you mean."

This is a bit too complicated, but Meng Qianzi doesn't have the strength to shout back. How much can she do? She tried to increase the volume and said oh.

Jiang Lian patted the snow chicken.

The snow chicken fluttered its wings and flew all the way over with the rope head. It really didn't turn around. When it rubbed the legs of the ice corpse, it threw the rope head down, and then it continued to fly to the opposite mountain wall.

Fortunately, the rope was hung on Meng Qianzi's head. Meng Qianzi gasped, bit the rope with her teeth and walked it around the calves' calves' calves.

Jiang Lian's breathing was almost stopped when he saw it. Very good. The rope had already gone around the legs of the ice corpse. The question is, how should we tie the knot?

Meng Qianzi was also thinking about this question. She bit the rope head, hugged her arms a little tighter, then took her nose and breathed, twisted her head as much as possible, and put the rope head to the rope that was tightened here.

Finally, she finally put the rope on the rope body. She continued to move her head repeatedly, pulling the part on the rope that was hanging on the rope little by little, and then bit the hanger between the two, stirring the tongue, and trying to tie the knot with her mouth.

Fortunately, the ropes carried by the mountain ghost are relatively tough but thin in diameter, and they must be the thickness of hemp ropes. She must have a bloody mouth like the snow savage to operate this way. After a while, Jiang Lian saw her head suddenly tilted and bit the rope head tightly to the end.

The first knot is tied!

However, this is not the most critical thing. Meng Qianzi's back was sweating like rain. After taking a few breaths, she suddenly loosened one of her arms and wrapped the rope around like lightning, and quickly grabbed the rope head. At the same time, she quickly raised one leg and successfully hooked the rope body, and wrapped it around.

Her strategy is right. The rope has been connected with the ice corpse, so she has to try to tie her body to the rope.

However, this series of movements was extremely moving. In the eyes of the charlatan below, she was almost about to fall off, so she couldn't help it and exclaimed in surprise.

Meng Qianzi strengthened the knot into a dead knot in a screaming cry of the charlatan, and then she lowered her head exhausted.

Now, part of her body weight is placed on the rope, which is much better than the desperate hug just now.

Jiang Lian also breathed a sigh of relief, his voice relaxed a lot: "If you want the snow chicken to come back, you have to put a few more."

He chose another slanted rock rope to disperse the force point. This rope was around his shoulders and elbows, and was taken over by the snow chicken and wrapped around the waist of the ice corpse.

The third one was made as usual and tied to the knee of the ice corpse.

Once the three ropes were tied, the situation immediately changed. Meng Qianzi's arms and legs, including the upper part, were placed on the three ropes, and he focused on several parts of his body, which made him much easier.

She began to try to climb to the direction of Jiang Lian.

It is not easy to climb, because the ice corpse is hung on the chain, far from being fixed. When this end is pulled, the entire chain is shaking, and the three ropes are also shaking like bumps on the waves, trembling and trembling.

Fortunately, Meng Qianzi is a trainee, and this kind of danger is not a fatal death for her. However, the charlatan was frightened and murmured in his mouth that the gods, the Jade Emperor, the Grandma of the Mountain Demon, and Jesus Christ, all of them were called on.

Jiang Lianxian was still nervous, but an expert looked at the tricks and after a while, he knew that Meng Qianzi was enough to deal with it, and gradually felt relieved.

When her mood changed, she saw her scrambling on the three ropes, she didn't feel funny and said, "Qianzi, you are crawling like a spider."

Meng Qianzi was in a high altitude, and his head was underneath. No matter how confident he was, he couldn't help but feel trembling. Suddenly, he heard Jiang Lian say this, and he was so amused and laughed. He stopped in one breath, his legs were weak and his feet were weak. He lay on the rope for a long time before he looked up at him angrily: "You are a spider. Spiders are made of webs, and webs are not made of me."

Yes, Jiang Lianxiao: "I made a deal, have you caught in the net?"

Meng Qianzi snorted, but to be honest, it was really like: every rope passed through him, either waist, hips, or thighs, and then pulled out - she remembered that in "Journey to the West", the spider spirit put silk from his body, which looked exactly like his tied shape.

A big spider spirit.

She really didn't want to climb over: But what could she do if she didn't crawl? Just this road, she couldn't fly again.

When she was almost in front of her, she let out a sigh and leaned towards Jiang Lian. Jiang Lian stretched out his hand, held her waist, and hugged her in her arms.

Meng Qianzi leaned on Jiang Lian’s chest and giggled.

Her body was tense, but now she finally relaxed. She felt that her wish was enough, but she stopped smiling. At first she was breathless, but later she felt her heartbeat like a drum, and she mixed with Jiang Lian's heartbeat, making a mess: those fears, fears, worries, and later realized that they were caught.

Jiang Lian's body trembled slightly, and his hands tightened. Looking at the ropes that were still shaking in the air, he felt like everything he had just happened to be like a dream.

But this dream was too lucky. Every node, every ring, and every moment seemed to be unable to grasp it, and it would be impossible to grasp it forever.

He buried his head in Meng Qianzi's hair, and was reluctant to let go.

It seems like I haven't seen it in my lifetime.

After a while, Meng Qianzi looked up at him and said, "Jiang Lian, you smell so bad."

To be honest, Jiang Lian also felt that he was too fragrant, but when she said this, it was still said that he was embarrassed at such a warm moment that he had survived the disaster.

He raised his head, raised his chin, and looked at her with a slight gaze.

The pocket flashlight was still on his collar, and the light became dimming, covering his young and embarrassed face. One side of his face was worn out, with tiny broken skin rolled up, and blood oozed under the skin, which was green.

Meng Qianzi reached out, gently pressed on the side of his cheek, and asked softly: "What's wrong with the face?"

Jiang Lian suddenly laughed.

His awkwardness and pretending displeasure did not last until two seconds.

It was when I was drilling holes hard, I was rubbing it on the ground. I didn't feel it or felt itching. Now, I was holding it on the side of her hand, and it was a little itchy.

He said, "It's nothing, the ground is too hard, it's rub."

As he said that, he looked down at her, and the flashlight also lowered, blocked by her long fluffy and curled hair, and was gentle and bright on each soft hair.

Jiang Lian couldn't help but kiss her lips.

Before the kiss came, suddenly, a sharp flashlight flash came over, just cutting through the middle of the two. The light was so strong that Jiang Lian couldn't help but close his eyes, and Meng Qianzi couldn't help frowning.
Chapter completed!