"Damn, what the hell is going on!" Xuanwu punched the snow.

"Your arm is fine!" After glanced at Xuanwu, Qinglong immediately pulled off a piece of cloth and tied his wound tightly, allowing the flesh and blood cut by sharp stones to close it to avoid excessive bleeding and infection.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, it might cost my life." Xuanwu disagreed and still had anger on his face.

"Save people first, they are all buried here. I'll tell you why the leader sent us here. It seems that it's not that easy for us to establish prestige in the Dragon Group." Qinglong did not hesitate and immediately began to dig the snow: "And, we should have been betrayed."

With the joint efforts of him and Xuanwu, he gradually saw the people buried under the snow and stones.

The four minions were no longer breathing, and they were severely damaged by huge rocks. One of them was even bloody and bloody. If the other three could have seen their appearance clearly, they would not know who this person was.

Although these people have become extraordinary masters, they eventually lost their lives in this avalanche.

Although the avalanche is not large in scale, the destructive power contained in it is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. This is why Ye Shura was sure to bury Qinglong and the others here.

"Hu Sandao!" At this time, Xuanwu pulled a huge rock with one hand. Soon he saw the sable coat in the crack of the rock, and then carefully dug Hu Sandao out from under the stone pestle.

"Is he still alive?" Qinglong covered their heads with his entourage's coat and rushed over.

"I am alive, but my breath is a little weak." Xuanwu stretched out his hand and said.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" Qinglong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just that an arm is missing." Xuanwu tried hard to bring Hu Sandao out of the rocks. When he saw that Hu Sandao's left half had been soaked in blood, and his left arm and his clothes disappeared, Xuanwu's brow frowned into the character "chuan".

"Fuck, we were fooled."

Xuanwu clenched his fist and punched him on the snow: "That snow lotus is fake. The second dog brought us into a trap that had been set up long ago. He wants to return it to us."

"Dog, what's going on? Why did the people in that village harm us?"

"Calm yourself first." Qinglong took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.

He understood that anger could not solve anything now, but would affect his thinking and judgment. It was just that time didn't wait for anyone. Hu Sandao was seriously injured and all four followers were sacrificed. Although Xia Tian was locked in the black iron coffin, if he was not dug out in time, he would likely suffocate to death below.

"Where is the Xuan Iron Coffin?!" He dragged Hu Sandao to the side and saw the dead entourages, Xuanwu suddenly remembered and asked loudly.

"It must be buried under this." Qinglong patted the snow: "We have to dig him out quickly, hoping he's fine."

The two of them gasped for a moment and immediately digged the snow with their bare hands. Xia Tian's life was more important than everyone. Even if they all died here, Xia Tian could not lose any loss.

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