Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 352 Escape
Yan Ciwan, leaning on her cane and dragging her heavy steps, moved with difficulty toward the direction of the iron gate.

When she reached the edge of the platform, she wanted to crouch down and climb down along the edge, but as soon as she bent down, she felt dizzy and her vision went black, and she fell forward!
With a thud, she fell heavily to the ground, her cane flying out of her hand.

Hearing the noise, Xiao Wang, who was outside the iron gate, hurriedly called out, "Aci, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

After a long while, Yan Ciwan finally raised her head. She opened her mouth to say something, but instead spat out a mouthful of blood.

The ground beneath them was still shaking, and loose stones kept falling from the ceiling.

Yan Ciwan's vision was already blurred.

She has so much to do; she can't die here.

Even though she couldn't see, she could still hear Xiao Wang's voice, and she crawled little by little toward the direction from which the voice came.

The road was clearly short, but it felt incredibly long to her.

She felt like all the blood in her body was draining away, her mind was foggy, and her limbs were numb with pain. She could even feel that she was only one step away from death.

She held on with her last breath, refusing to give up.

She had lost all sense of time and didn't know how long she had been climbing. Finally, her fingers touched the hard, cold iron door, and Xiao Wang's voice became clearer.

"Aci! Are you behind the door yet? Have you found the key?"

Yan Ciwan was too exhausted to speak. She struggled to straighten her upper body and leaned her shoulders against the iron gate. She was so tired that her body wouldn't obey her commands.

She really wanted to close her eyes and get a good night's sleep.

In a daze, she seemed to see her mother again. Her mother gave her a gentle smile and reached out her hand.

Yan Ciwan involuntarily moved closer to her mother, but suddenly heard Xiao Wang's shout in her ear.

"Aci! How are you? Can you still move?"

Yan Ciwan suddenly regained her senses.

The illusion of her mother vanished. She forced herself to stay alert, took the key out of her pocket, and tremblingly stretched out her right hand. It was just a little bit more. If she could insert the key into the lock, she could live.

—Mother, I'm sorry, I can't see you yet.

Because I still have many things to do and many people I want to see.

With a click, the key went into the lock.

Yan Ciwan used the last of her strength to turn the key, and the door opened!
The iron gate was pulled open from the outside, and Yan Ciwan's body fell to the ground.

Just before she hit the ground, a pair of hands caught her in time.

"Aci!"

Yan Ciwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and through a crimson mist of blood, she saw a familiar, blurry figure.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to call his name, but only a low sob came from her throat.

Xiao Wang quickly took off his outer garment and wrapped it around Yan Ciwan, who was covered in blood. He held her tightly in his arms and said in a trembling voice, "It's alright, it's alright."

At this moment, Yan Ciwan could no longer feel the cold or warmth, but she could smell Xiao Wang's scent, that faint, bitter medicinal smell, familiar yet gentle.

Knowing she was safe, the last thread of tension in her mind relaxed, and an overwhelming exhaustion swept over her. She could no longer hold on and closed her eyes, fainting.

For a moment, Xiao Wang couldn't feel her breathing, so he hurriedly called out to Chaolu.

Chaolu knelt down to take Yan Ciwan's pulse and said, "She still has a pulse, but it's very weak. She's lost too much blood and needs to be rescued as soon as possible." As she said this, Chaolu couldn't help but turn her head to look at the altar. From the round platform to the door, there was a long trail of blood, which was the trace left by Yan Ciwan when she climbed over it.

A normal person would have died long ago from losing this much blood; it's almost a miracle that Yan Ciwan has managed to hold on this long.

Suddenly, a huge rock fell down and landed right next to Xiao Wang, sending small pebbles flying everywhere.

Xiao Wang protected Yan Ciwan very well, making sure she didn't get hurt again.

Chaolu's heart pounded with fear: "Let's go!"

Xiao Wang carried Yan Ciwan and strode toward the secret passage, with Chao Lu following closely behind. Du Lingzhou quickly caught up. Uncle Jiu looked at the unconscious A Fu, hesitated for a moment, and finally carried her away on his shoulder.

Seeing them emerge safely from the secret passage, Li Chengge finally felt relieved.

There was no time for pleasantries; he urged, "It's dangerous here, let's go!"

The group ran out of the main hall and saw the statue that had been standing in the center of the square collapse, and it fell in the direction of the main hall!

Xiao Wang and the others quickly ran away, and a deafening roar came from behind them, and the ground beneath their feet shook.

Du Lingzhou couldn't help but glance back. He saw the statue crash into the main hall, the roof collapsed, and the statue shattered. Had they been a moment slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable. A wave of fear washed over Du Lingzhou, and he immediately sped away.

They originally wanted to leave Hengqing Temple through the main gate, but the main gate had been destroyed and there was a scorching sea of ​​fire outside, so they couldn't get out and had to find another way out.

At this time, all the members of the Five Gods Sect had left, leaving only a few survivors in Hengqing Temple.

They searched around but couldn't find the exit. Just as they were getting anxious, they suddenly heard a shout.

"There they are!"

Uncle Nine looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was actually Sparrow Girl.

Behind the Sparrow Girl followed a dozen or so people, most of whom were imperial guards.

Sparrow Girl waved to them: "The exit is this way!"

Xiao Wang and his group strode over, and only when they got closer did he realize that there was a very familiar figure among the group of people behind Que Niang. He subconsciously blurted out, "Master!"

Master Mo was dressed in tattered clothes, his hair was messy, and his face was covered in soot, making him look like a beggar.

Seeing his disciple safe and sound, he was overjoyed: "Sixth Brother! We've finally found you!"

Nie Xiayun rushed over, anxiously asking, "Where's Aci? Have you found Aci?"

Xiao Wang asked, "Who are you?"

Master Mo introduced her, saying, "She is Miss Aci's grandmother."

It turned out that the disheveled old lady in front of him was the old woman Yan Ciwan had been searching for. Xiao Wang gently pushed the person in his arms forward and said softly, "Ciwan is here. She's asleep."

Nie Xiayun brushed the hair away from Yan Ciwan's cheek, looked at her face clearly, and confirmed that this was indeed her granddaughter. Overjoyed, she burst into tears.

"Thank God, Aci, you're still alive!"

She wanted to take her granddaughter away, but Xiao Wang didn't let go. He said, "Aci is very weak right now. It's best not to move her. Let's leave here first and wait until we get to a safe place so that Chao Erniang can treat her."

Although Nie Xiayun felt it was inappropriate for a man to hold Yan Ciwan, the current situation was special. As long as Yan Ciwan's life could be saved, all other formalities could be temporarily set aside.

"Then let's hurry up and go!"