But when I looked back, the figure was getting further and further away. The pangolin could no longer care about so many. On the spot, he cleaned the ice and snow on Han Sanqian's body, then got up and carried Han Sanqian on his back and chased him towards the figure.

Just a few moments later, the two of them walked around the hall and came to the courtyard behind the hall.

On the side of the courtyard is a room with a lock and unusual room, like a special construction later, with a style that is incompatible with other rooms, and is almost entirely made of stone-like.

When they opened the lock, the two of them entered the room one after another.

The decoration of the room was very strange. There was a huge stone bed in the center, and on both sides were rows of stone lattice panels, each with three upper, middle and lower layers. There were neatly placed various fine-mouthed bottles with red cloth as plugs on it.

"Put it up." The figure walked to the left box, as if looking for something, and ordered.

The pangolin was stunned for a moment, nodded, and placed Han Sanqian on the stone bed.

"Go to make a fire."

"Ah?" The pangolin didn't report it at all for a moment. What is the purpose of raising a fire?

Seeing that the pangolin was not moving, she turned her head slightly and glanced at the pangolin from the corner of her eyes: "Do you think he was really frozen to death?"

Hearing this, the pangolin looked back and saw a fire entrance under the stone bed, with some peach wood piled up next to it. He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly ignited a peach wood in his hand. After putting it into the fire entrance, he quickly added firewood and added fire.

Just as the fire was ignited, a few anxious footsteps sounded. When she looked back at the door, Xia Wei had already rushed to the door. Looking at Han Sanqian lying on the bed, she walked over anxiously.

First, he touched the stone bed, then Han Sanqian's hand, then squatted beside the pangolin, slightly pushed the pangolin away, and anxiously threw more firewood into the fire entrance.

As the firewood increased and the fire became stronger and stronger, she stood up, closed the door tightly, turned around, looked anxiously at the figure next to the table and said, "Sister."

"Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in the sky." Who can that figure besides Xia Ran?

At this time, she picked up a small blue and white bottle on the table, walked slowly to Han Sanqian, poured out a small white ball from the bottle, and put it into Han Sanqian's mouth.

The pangolin wanted to speak but stopped, as if he could see the pangolin's actions. Xia Ran said coldly: "Don't worry, I can't kill him."

The pangolin looked at Han Sanqian worriedly, and continued to add firewood to his hands.

Xia Ran raised his hand and slightly flew into the air, as if sensing the temperature in the room: "If it is bigger, use the true energy to activate it."

Pangolins don’t talk much nonsense, and when they move their hands, they can really continue to add to the fire. Suddenly, the fire suddenly became several times faster.

The temperature of the whole room began to increase significantly. When your hand touched the stone bed slightly, you could feel that the temperature of the stone bed had risen and was a little warm.

Xia Ran nodded, and a golden light in his hand covered the entire stone bed directly.

As the golden light covered, the temperature inside began to rise rapidly, and the frozen snow blocks on Han Sanqian's body began to melt gradually, and some areas with less ice and snow melted completely, and Han Sanqian's skin could be seen.

However, what surprised the pangolin and was surprised that at this time, Han Sanqian's skin was as pale and slightly bruised as she had previously solved. Now Han Sanqian's skin has a faint blood color. Although it is very thin and weak, at least it will not be related to the dead.

This made the pangolin feel at least a little more at ease.

Xia Wei raised her eyes nervously at Xia Ran, obviously caring about Han Sanqian's safety.

Xia Ran took a light breath: "I can't give you an answer now, I just hope that the heavy snow will work this time. As for the rest, it depends on his luck."

"Sister." Xia Wei was a little anxious.

"I promised you to take action, which is already a big concession. I have never said that I will definitely save him." Xia Ran said coldly.

"Wait a minute." At this time, the pangolin stood up and looked at Xia Ran. He understood: "What did you say just now? What do you mean is that the heavy snow last night was not due to the weather, but…"

Xia Ran did not answer, but not answering was obviously the best answer.

It turned out that snow...

Pangolins are both shocked and angry, not natural disasters, but humans!!
Chapter completed!