The Transmigrated Female Supporting Character's Radiant Beauty

Chapter 292 Anxiety

Jin Yi saw that the usually calm and self-possessed Patriarch Wuji in front of him was obviously full of uneasiness. He bit his lower lip, but after all, he did not go forward to ask anything.

'You must get through it, you must! ' She clasped her hands together nervously and prayed silently with her eyes closed.

Zhuo Hua didn't know what was happening outside. At this time, she went through several repeated twists and turns, and finally stood up tremblingly.

At this time, she was like a bloody person, so abrupt and terrifying in the whiteness.

Zhuo Hua held his knees hard with both hands, bent his upper body, and concentrated all his strength on his hands.

Her body was shaking constantly, and several times it almost made her hand slip off.

"Hu, hu, hu."

Zhuo Hua breathed rapidly, his expression a little bleak.

She raised her head and looked at this endless "white paradise", not knowing where to go for a while.

Just when she felt very dazed, the surroundings gradually darkened.She looked around for no apparent reason, and then swallowed nervously.

The darkness almost completely swallowed this place, leaving only a straight and narrow road.

It seemed that even Guang doted on her, and this road happened to be at Zhuohua's feet.

She didn't know where this road led, and she didn't know if this road could really take her out of this ghost place.

However, Zhuohua still chose to give it a try.

She gritted her teeth and took her steps with difficulty.

But it was just one step, and half of her strength was taken away.

As a mortal, having been in such a cold place for a long time, it was a blessing that Zhuo Hua was not frozen to death.

At this moment, her two legs were like two wooden stakes, extremely stiff.

Her fingers were also slightly purple from the cold, and it was difficult to do even the simplest bend.

Zhuohua is like an old woman who has entered her old age, her movements are slow.

Her expression became a little dull, and her eyes became a little distracted.

She seemed to be a puppet whose soul had been taken out, moving mechanically without a soul.

Zhuo Hua walked stiffly towards the bright distance with no end in sight.

Gradually, she felt that she seemed to have reached the limit of her body, and even her willpower could not support her to move forward.

Finally, with a "plop" sound, Zhuo Hua fell heavily face-first into the snow.

The fall was hard, but not as painful as she expected.

Maybe it was because the snow was quite thick, or maybe it was because she was already numb from the pain.

Zhuo Hua's face was buried in the snow, and he stayed there for a moment.

This fall made her sober up a lot.

She paused, raised her head, and then shook it vigorously.The snow turned into small droplets of water and hung on her eyelashes, making her vision slightly blurred.

She sniffed and found that her body was a little weak, and it was probably impossible to stand up.

Looking at the exit that was always out of reach, Zhuo Hua felt a little anxious in his heart.

She pursed her lips, as if she had made some determination, and her eyes suddenly became very firm.

Zhuohua stiffly and slowly stretched out the first hand, and buried his little hand deeply in the icy snow.Her knees were slightly bent, her feet kicked suddenly, and her whole body moved forward a little.

She looked back at the distance she had traveled, feeling a little powerless in her heart.

(End of this chapter)