Chapter 195 Prayer
Yang Xue took the children and ran to the hillside, where they saw the three anchors who were also there.

"Where is Zhang Ning? Where are Anti and Iris?" Jian Ai asked hurriedly.

The children were panting.

Yang Xue was about to answer when her attention was suddenly attracted by the movement in the distance behind her.

In an instant, her brown eyes turned into a clear ice blue.

The children, who were still in shock, seemed to be affected by the chain reaction. Their bodies shook and their eyes turned the same color.

"What are you doing!" Aspirin looked at them in shock.

A child looked at Yang Xue and said, "Teacher Zheng has woken up... but his dream memory is out of control. We can't save him..."

"It's okay, we've already saved him once, in real life. That's enough, don't blame yourself too much." Another child comforted.

"After Teacher Zheng woke up, we finally woke up thanks to the contact with him, but... it was still too late." A child said worriedly.

"What... are you talking about?" The three anchors looked at these children who were talking to themselves in confusion.

Yang Xue turned her gaze towards them and said, "I'm sorry for involving you. We're probably going to lose. We will send you out of this dream. After you get out, please contact the people outside as soon as possible and tell them: the Yeti is about to be resurrected."

The big snow monster... is the Snow Flower Monster?!

"How can I be resurrected? Isn't this just a dream?" Aspirin asked anxiously, and as he spoke, he touched the wound and grimaced.

"This is a dream, but it is also our last fight against it... I'm sorry again, please." Yang Xue said to them apologetically, then turned to look at the white flower blooming towards the sky.

As if sensing something, the Snow Flower Demon lowered its head slightly, and the eyeball in its pistil looked at Yang Xue from afar.

The three anchors wanted to ask more questions, but they found that they began to feel sleepy and couldn't stop falling asleep.

Aspirin fell asleep first, followed by Nafei. The moment they fell asleep, they disappeared into the snow out of thin air.

Jianai held the camera in her hand for a while, but she couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.

The camera fell to the ground and unexpectedly did not disappear with its owner. The lens quietly pointed towards the Snow Demon in the distance.

……

All branches touched by the ice mist will quickly disintegrate and shatter.

Zhang Ning used the power he had experienced roughly, but still found it difficult to master it. The insights from the teacher's "personal demonstration" were very profound, but he was unable to sort them out clearly.

He was confused. Even though it was a dream, the scene of his teacher entrusting him with something after waking up and dying in front of him was still too shocking for Zhang Ning.

He could hardly contain himself, as if something was growing in his heart.

Zhang Ning was crushed by the branches and fell to the ground, but he still tried to get up despite his injuries.

Click!

One of his legs broke in the freezing weather, and as he tried to stand up he fell again, his head buried in the snow.

He climbed up using his hands to support himself.

Click!

One hand was broken shortly afterwards.

But he was still struggling to get up.

He chewed the ice and snow with his teeth and swallowed it along with the blood in his throat.

Zhang Ning stood up. His eyes were almost blind and he could only see the vague outlines of branches.

Suddenly, he heard screaming and groaning.

There are some vague human voices, and there are a lot of them.

What's going on? When did so many people come?
"Xiao Ning..." My extremely tense thoughts were completely frozen when a familiar voice sounded.

This voice, a voice that I haven't heard for more than ten years...

"Dad!?" Zhang Ning shouted directly.

"Xiao Ning..."

"mom!"

More calls continued to echo, and Zhang Ning heard all the relatives he had lost, the friends in the village, and all the voices brought back his childhood memories.

There were more and more voices, from strangers whom he didn't recognize, but there were so many of them, and the noise was so loud that Zhang Ning's mind crashed for a moment.

Why did he hear their voices?

Why at this time...

While Zhang Ning was in a daze, several pieces of information suddenly flashed through his mind.

[The avalanche that destroyed the village, the cause is unknown, there is a special force involved, most likely it was caused by the cursed body left by the Snow Flower Demon. But the specific method and details are still unknown... This kind of avalanche is common in the Qixi Mountains...]

[Many people who crashed in the snowy mountains were frozen and could not regain consciousness even if they were rescued. This condition is commonly known as "freezing syndrome"...]

The urban legend of the Qixi Mountains, the long-standing shadow of freezing disease, and the endless cursed bodies...

"It's you! It's all you! Xuehua Demon!" Zhang Ning screamed and spit out a large amount of frozen blood from his mouth.

"Give me back my parents! Give me back my village! Why are you torturing them? You are already dead! Why are you still haunting me? Die! Die! Die! Die——!"

Zhang Ning pounded the ground with his only remaining arm until it broke under the weight, and he fell to the ground in the snow.

The whimpering sound echoed in the snow. The branches of the Snow Demon surrounded him. Among the flowers blooming on the branches, there appeared many painful and confused human faces.

Countless human faces, countless souls buried under the Qixi Snow Mountain for twenty years.

The Snow Flower Demon lurks, collects, and accumulates.

Its resentment is endless, and it will absorb all the souls buried under the snow.

Use the unwillingness, resentment and hatred of those dead souls to establish your own anchor.

Crush the other part of the impurities that have been hindering it, clear the obstacles at the level of will, and then... make a comeback!
Zhang Ning felt like something in his mind was shattered.

His own sensing ability began to expand and expand violently, completely uncontrollably, spreading outward in the form of needle tips, tearing apart nearby branches.

The "death" that he had not fully understood from others, the miraculous power that he had not intentionally controlled for a long time, and the mind that was almost broken.

Layer upon layer, Zhang Ning's talent, which he had squandered recklessly, was fulfilled on another level at this moment. He lost control.

His miracles began to come alive.

Sharp ice crystals grew wildly on his body, extending a new symbol of freezing and death—piercing! Frostbite! Pain!
Zhang Ning once again realized his long-cherished wish.

He had gained an understanding of death, and the miracle of ice that he had never controlled was now growing wildly, giving birth to a new and unique symbol.

only……

Does Zhang Ning feel happy now?

His body could not support the activation of his own miracle, and the oppression of the Snow Flower Demon from the outside world still existed.

He will soon fall apart.

After being transformed into a strange existence, he will quickly move towards real death.

Regardless of whether the life lock is effective in this dream, he who has been transformed by the miracle will no longer be able to obtain the protection of the life lock.

……

Whoosh!
A stone hammer flew towards them, spinning at high speed.

Zhang Ning instinctively glanced to the side, and then his vision was completely covered by the stone hammer.

The speed was too fast, and the ice on Zhang Ning's body was still fighting against the Snow Flower Demon, so he didn't have time to react.

Bang!
A crisp muffled sound.

His head shattered like an ice cube.

The growth of the sharp ice crystals came to an abrupt halt and disappeared completely on the spot.

The red dot was fleeting and shattered quickly.

Zhang Ning rolled on the ground, climbed up with his body intact, and then took a deep breath like a person who was almost suffocated and got fresh air.

He is still alive!

"Good luck." The stone hammer flew back into Anti's hand, but Zhang Ning didn't recognize it as Anti at first.

At this time, Anti was completely covered with a layer of ice and snow, like a moving ice sculpture.

"Even if you enter a dream on Blue Star, can the Life Lock still protect you?" Anti sighed.

Flowers and branches gathered around and were chopped into pieces by the shining knife light.

Iris's clothes were a little messy, but her solemn posture was still intact.

The two were buried alive in the mountains. They fought against the branches of the Snow Demon while dealing with the attacks of the remaining Heaven and Earth Hand believers in the cave. After a long time of struggle, they finally saw the light of day again.

"Where's Zheng Zheng?"

"..." Zhang Ning said nothing, looking lost.

"Okay, what about the child?" Anti understood and continued to ask.

"Here." Yang Xue's voice answered An Ti.

Zhang Ning looked back in shock and saw children with ice-blue eyes walking back hand in hand.

"Why did you come back? It's very dangerous here!" Zhang Ning stepped forward and said hurriedly.

"It's okay, thank you, Brother Zhang Ning, you have done a great job." Yang Xue said to Zhang Ning with a sweet smile.

Zhang Ning was speechless.

Then, a wave of sleepiness came over me.

He immediately remembered what Iris had said: feeling sleepy in a dream was a sign of waking up soon.

He is waking up?

As Zhang Ning staggered, he saw An Ti walking towards Yang Xue.

Something to say...

Zhang Ning felt that he should say something now.

I didn't accomplish anything, and I couldn't meet Mr. Zheng's expectations. In the end, I could only rely on An Ti to cover the bottom line and rely on luck to survive...

It would be useless to just leave like this.

No, even if you speak up, it won't change the fact, it may even make you feel more helpless.

But, does he still care about these?
Boom!
A muffled sound came from behind.

Anti stopped.

"Anti!" Zhang Ning's voice came from behind.

An Ti looked back and saw Zhang Ning prostrating himself in the snow, banging his forehead hard on the ground.

"I apologize for everything I did before! I don't ask for your forgiveness, I have several lives you can kill as you please in the future! I will not disobey you in any way you ask me to do! So... please!"

Zhang Ning's voice was choked with sobs, but he did not interrupt.

"Save them, save the children! Don't let this snow take away more people..."

The children looked at Zhang Ning's sudden action in surprise. Yang Xue looked at Zhang Ning at a loss, then at An Ti.

An Ti glanced at Zhang Ning and turned his head again.

At this time, Zhang Ning had already woken up and disappeared from the dream.

"Father Teacher..." Yang Xue looked at An Ti, wanting to say something.

"Did you hear that clearly?" Anti looked down at her and asked calmly.

All the words of dissuasion from Yang Xue were stuck in her mouth.

Because she realized...

Anti agreed.

(End of this chapter)