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"Why? Is this really God's punishment for taking the throne as a woman?"
For the first time, Vicia had the idea of โโwavering. When the people cast aside her, she did not waver; when she was accused of being judged, she did not waver; when the Armada was under pressure, she did not waver.
But looking at the unconscious Wen Lin, Visia was extremely sad, and the strong guilt and self-blame and a deep sense of powerlessness almost drove her crazy.
But she couldn't stop. Vicia's body regained consciousness a little and then began to try to find a way out. She didn't know how many times she went back and forth. Until the last time she fell down, Vicia took a long time to regain consciousness.
There was a dead silence in her ears, and Visia struggled to return to Wen Lin, trying to wake her up, but Wen Lin still didn't respond.
"You can't die, you have to live."
Feeling the physical strength that was approaching the limit, with the obsession to keep Wen Lin alive, Vicia dragged her step by step towards the narrow passage that was excavated.
It was the brightest time of the day, and Vicia didn't know how far she could go, but the farther they went, the better their chances of being rescued.
Until she was exhausted, Vicia took off all the warm clothes on her body with her last strength, wrapped Wen Lin tightly in her arms, and held out a small space with her body.
The bones of the whole body were screaming shrilly, and there was a sharp roar in the ears. Vicia gradually lost all consciousness. She weakly closed her eyes and bowed her head.
Only Wen Lin in her arms was still warm.
As time passed by, the people in the village discovered the abnormality that night, and organized people to search for it overnight.
When they saw the scene of the collapse, the leaders of the group suddenly had dark eyes, and their legs were too weak to stand up.
But it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and everything was covered, so where were people buried?
The villagers and the troops stationed outside the village are shoveling snow all the time, but the power of man is like an insignificant ant in the face of the unshakable nature.
Time passed quietly, and the people in the rescue became more and more disheartened.
In a situation like this, it usually takes only half a day for a person to die, let alone two days have passed.
At the same time, the unknown news of Vicia's life and death was sent back to the royal court, and Latimer immediately sent a letter to the troops stationed nearby to provide support, and led the army to Sutherland with Field in person.
Another two days passed, and everyone gradually became disheartened. When the snowstorm hit at night, Yingying had to retreat to the village, leaving only two or three people stationed in the sheltered rock crevice where the cliff was located.
When the surroundings were dead silent, no one saw that a dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from under the snow layer. It slowly accumulated in the wind and snow, like a high-hanging star, and finally fell and shattered, instantly setting off a surging snow. with air waves.
After the deafening rumbling passed, the few soldiers who remained looked out cautiously.
It was a magical scene. In the blue streamer that bloomed like petals, a woman stood in the air with another woman in her arms.
Shocked and froze in place, several people looked at the scene in front of them in horror. After calming down a little, they discovered that it was His Majesty Vicia and Your Excellency Wen Lin.
Several people seemed to have their necks clamped, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't make any sound while looking at the magical sight in front of them.
I saw Wen Lin's wrist flipped, and several streams of light wrapped around Vicia's body with Wen Lin's movements. At the same time, the snow on the entire mountain seemed to be lifted up.
Those buried below are lifted up by invisible forces and transferred to a flat and safe place.
It was another dazzling blue light. The soldiers closed their eyes due to the strong light. When they opened their eyes again, they found that other people who were motionless began to wake up.
They looked at each other for unknown reasons, and looked at Visiah and Wen Lin who were wrapped in the air. They seemed to realize something. They hurriedly got up and knelt down, and kowtowed deeply.
"They are the messengers of God,"
"It was God's favor that saved us,"
"..."
Rima looked at the scene in the air in disbelief. Mrs. Wen and Wen Lin were so kind, but the feeling before death was so real.
They are completely different from the cold statues in the church. Is this the appearance of the real god?
Rema bowed her knees and bowed in the icy snow.
Wen Lin was unaware of what was going on underneath. She stared at Vicia on the side, and a stream of light continued to seep into her body until Vicia slowly opened her eyes.
After a brief daze and then a strong joy, Vicia subconsciously hugged Wen Lin tightly, "Are we all rescued?"
As soon as the words fell, Vicia noticed the strange environment beside her. She was speechless for a moment, and her eyes fell on Wen Lin's wrist for a long time.
"It saved us? You have mastered the method of using it?" Vicia's voice was a little hoarse and trembling.
Wen Lin didn't answer Vicia's question. Her fingers brushed lightly across Vicia's messy hair, and her dark eyes were filled with surging affection and scorching heat.
"Vishia, it's alright, I remembered everything."
The two slowly landed on the ground, and the streamer disappeared.
Vicia opened and closed her mouth in vain, the familiar expression and tone that made her tremble instantly defeated all her lines of defense, and the tears poured more violently and insolently flooded.
Wen Lin pulled the corner of her mouth and sighed, as if nine years had passed.
They were in the snow, kissing and embracing like no one else.
The author has something to say:
Regarding the avalanche, my setting in the text is wrong. I am the lucky one. The real situation is much more dangerous~
Second, don't wait, it's estimated to be after twelve o'clock~
Chapter 113
Surprise and astonishment once again filled everyone's eyes, and they all fell silent.