Chapter 470 (1/2)
Now, cold dance can only rely on perception.
Her energy is not enough to support her eyes to see hard!
Below and above her, it is windy, can't see clearly!
”I can't flinch! If I want to control my own destiny, I must succeed! We need to improve our strength! Cold dance, you can't be a shrinking turtle
Cold dance almost in the wind to encourage themselves.
She was climbing hard.
She also took out a dagger, top-grade treasure soldiers, began to insert in the mountains, step by step.
She's in the gravity zone!
Slow and incomparable progress!
165 meters high!
Gravity has reached 4500 Jin!
The wind was whistling.
Cold dance tries to resist the wind and gravity.
She can't move on!
Even can't separate at all, move on!
All her strength is used to resist the wind and gravity!
How can we move forward!
A quarter of an hour has passed.
Cold light dance face, from unyielding, began to appear pessimistic, despair!
”Am I going to die? Can't I control my own destiny
Cold light dance's eyes look up to the top, the eyes inside the brush with tears!
The last 15 meters, as if it were a natural moat!
It's like a natural moat!
Every meter forward, we will face the test of life and death!
Chu Feng has crawled to the height of 176 meters!
His bones are creaking, and it's about to crack!
Even, he could not escape the wind by releasing his sword intention!
Wind, has begun to cut him from time to time!
Brush!
A piece of meat on his calf was cut off instantly! be reduced to fragments!
”Keep going! You can't stop Laozi
Chu Feng's eyes are red with anger, and then enter one meter!
177 meters!
”Where is cold dance now?”
Chu Feng's mind, suddenly came up with this idea.
He looked down.
Very strange, climb to this height, look at the bottom, is a piece of light, clear.
As if all the things he had just experienced were illusory.
Only the injury on the body proves that everything was true just now!
”Leng Qingwu, she...”
Chu Feng saw the cold dance in tears!
No sound!
But, you can see the despair on her face!
”To the red fire cave is very important for the cold dance!”
Chu Feng came to this conclusion!
Otherwise, cold dance will not be so desperate!
Can not move forward at all, but still hesitated to let go!
If it's not important, Leng Qingwu's strength is very difficult to support her to a height of 165 meters!
Chu Feng look at the distance from his only three meters!
He made a decision without hesitation.
He followed the rope and immediately fell to 165 meters!
It's very difficult to rise!
However, the decline is very fast!
People under the red fire peak have been watching.
They all froze.
They could see that the cold dance was no longer moving.
Chu Feng is still three meters short!
But, Chu Feng but active glide down!
”What is Chu Feng going to do? Is he going to help Leng Qingwu climb up? ”
Zhu Changsheng and their heads are filled with this idea!
And cold light dance, at this moment, is about to stretch out the hand, slide down!
But.
A figure of rapid decline!
”Wait!”