Chapter 709 (1/2)

Huang Liang stood on the edge of the cliff, and one of his feet had stepped outside the cliff. If Hong Kui hadn't pulled him, he would have fallen off the cliff and broken to pieces. But strangely, the hanging foot of Huangliang felt the strength of support, as if he were stepping on something. He tried to move his weight forward slightly. Sure enough, there is something under the soles of your feet, just like stepping on the ground.

Hong Kui also felt something wrong with him. He thought he was still in a dream and couldn't help himself. Therefore, he pulled him harder.

Huang Liang held Hong Kui with his back hand, grabbed the back of his collar, patted him gently and said, ”I'm fine. I feel there's a road ahead.”

The wind and snow have stopped, but the night is still confused. Only the ice prism in the distance is still hanging upside down in the air. Snow mountains, the sun and stars are shown on the ice. It looks messy, but it shows its brilliance in an orderly way.

The yellow beam retracts its feet. After all, there was a cliff in front of him. He was not sure whether his spirit had been affected. His nerves controlled his muscles and produced a sense of being down-to-earth. This is like a dream, in which any phenomenon that does not conform to the physical rules of reality can occur. But if this is a real dream, it means danger. Some sleepwalkers jump from a building in such a dream, but that's not suicide, because he doesn't know he will fall to death. It's just that when the dream and the real scene are superimposed, there are more things, such as an overpass in front of the roof, but in fact there is No. when the dreamer steps out, he falls off the building.

Huang Liang felt that he was likely to face this situation.

Hong Kui asked him, ”what happened? Did you see anything?”

Huang Liang said, ”I don't see anything, but I feel there is a road in front of the cliff. I seem to have stepped on something just now.”

Hong Kui's eyes showed excitement.

”You hold me,” he said.

He also took two steps forward and stepped out of the cliff with one foot. However, he stepped on nothing.

Huang Liang held him and asked, ”what's up? Is there something?”

Hong Kui's feet were trampling around in the void, and even his body was leaning out. If it weren't for the Yellow sorghum, he would fall down.

He withdrew his feet in disappointment, shook his head and said, ”no, nothing.”

Huang Liang said, ”I'll try again.”

He stretched out his foot again and stepped out of the cliff. This time he still felt something under his feet. He stamped his feet gently twice, and the muscles of his knees and thighs obviously felt a vibration. He even heard a thump of his feet on the slate.

Hong Kui, who was nearby, became more excited. He found a rope from the equipment pulled by the Alaskan dog brought by the Indian guide and said to Huang Liang, ”tie the rope and I'll pull you. Go ahead. Don't worry. Go ahead and try.”

Huang Liang pulled the rope over, wrapped it around his waist twice, tied a knot, took a deep breath, took a step forward with his right foot, and felt that he stepped on the ground.

Hong Kui urged in the back: ”go ahead, don't worry, I'll take you!”

Huang Liang closed his eyes, used his front right leg as a support, lifted his left foot and took a step forward. This time, visually, he had completely walked into the void outside the cliff, but he didn't fall down, but stood there steadily.

With his heart pounding, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked down to see the fog in the deep valley under the cliff.

Although the snow stopped, the wind on the mountain was still strong and the fog was erratic.

He calmed down, looked back at Hong Kui and said, ”it seems that he can go.”