Chapter 710 (1/2)

Lu Ziming and Leng Meimei came to the place where they broke up with the snow Treader a few hours later. The surrounding scenery could not see much change. The yellow and withered weeds were more than half the height of people, and the trees were more bleak. The cold wind in early spring blew through the valley and made a ”whine”. The residual snow was still holding its last position. A touch of green came out of the cracks and branches, and there was no living creature around, Only a few bones silently told the sad past.

Lu Ziming's eyes flashed a trace of anxiety. He couldn't feel the breath of half a silk of living creatures around, let alone whether stepping on the snow was around.

It's troublesome now. Lu Ziming doesn't know where he went on the snow. After two or three years, time can erase everything. The wilderness is not a place to hide. Although snow treading is a dark creature, it is difficult to ensure that it will not be killed by dark creatures, or found by interested people, or chased by the tide of zombies to escape here.

It's really a vast sea of people who went there to look for stepping on the snow. For a time, thousands of thoughts came to my mind. Recalling the time spent by one person, it's more like a pair of struggling friends in the end of the world, helping each other and sharing weal and woe. After countless ups and downs, difficulties and obstacles, I came to this step today. Looking back, I found that it is far away. How can I not make myself sad.

”Step on the snow, where are you? Come out, I'm back!”

The bleak cry echoed in the valley and floated to the distance for a long time, ”come back! Step on the snow...”. The thoughts buried in my heart broke out like a flood. From the moment when one man and one horse crossed the grassland, crossed the desert, struggled in the sand sea and fought side by side, step on the snow is no longer a horse, but friends, relatives, their best partners and comrades in arms.

The hoarse voice touched Lu Ziming's most vulnerable nerve. Along the way, he experienced countless storms, but stepping on the snow never had any complaints. He always stood beside himself silently, and even rushed up to block in front of himself at the most dangerous time.

Horses have spirituality and people have feelings. They get along with snow treading more. This feeling can no longer be abandoned and has been buried in the bottom of their heart.

Cold beauty hugged Lu Ziming tightly and found that his mood was a little out of control, ”Ziming! I'm so worried about you. Stepping on the snow will not have an accident. Maybe stepping on the snow is not here, or we'll wait here for a few more days!”

The last world doesn't believe in tears. From the day when I entered the last world, I won't cry any more. Even when I face the threat, I will face it with a smile. However, at this moment, the sadness starts from my heart, and the tears spin in my eyes and flow down uncontrollably.

”You're right. Maybe we've gone to other places to look for food. We'll stay here and wait!”

Lu Ziming knows that as long as stepping on the snow is still alive, he will definitely return here, because there is a commitment and expectation in one person and one horse. If he returns here, stepping on the snow will also return.

Two days later, Lu Ziming and Leng Meimei set up a Lianzhu tent on the hillside. They searched for snow all over the mountains during the day and hid in the Lianzhu tent for cultivation at night. During this period, several waves of mutant creatures passed through the valley. Because they hid their breath, they were not found.

Although Lu Ziming didn't want to take the initiative to provoke the passing mutant creatures, there were many mutant creatures that hit the muzzle of the gun. It just killed Lu Ziming's anger and vented his roar on the mutant creatures.

There may be a blood connection between one person and one horse. When stepping snow was injured, Lu Ziming induced the evolution of stepping snow with his own blood. Since then, stepping snow can feel as long as he is around. Even if it is far away, there will be an unspeakable connection, ”stepping snow won't die, but it's too far away from here. I can't feel its existence!”