Update time: 2013-02-20

Mo Yu held a raised rock with his powerful palm tightly, and slammed somewhere under his feet. He tried his best to lie down to avoid being blown by the mountain wind, and slowly breathed and recovered his strength. In order to relieve the burden, he had nothing else but a dagger on his body. When he didn't know how long it would take to climb to the top of the mountain, saving energy was undoubtedly the wisest choice. But after only a moment of rest, he set off again.

Gradually, his breathing began to become rapid. The higher he went, the more cold the mountain wind became, and the more intense the fog became. It lingers in the clouds and clouds all year round. The surface of the rocks was cold and smooth. It took more energy to be used when climbing, and he had to be more cautious in his movements. Once he fell down, the possibility of saving his life was very small. At this moment, Mo Yu's biggest enemy was the loss of his own physical strength! His muscles were sore and numb, and waves of fatigue kept coming, but at this moment he could only grit his teeth and persevere, trying to save every little bit of physical strength, and keep climbing upward at a relatively stable speed, but the speed still slowed down a little bit.

Moreover, as time goes by, the body becomes more and more tired. The only way is to temporarily rest and replenish your physical strength. However, in order to relieve the burden before climbing, Mo Yu placed all the packages and other things on the tree, leaving only a dagger on his body. Without food, he could not get any supplements. Continue to move upwards, perhaps it would be a dead end. If you choose to go down the mountain, be careful, you should be able to safely arrive at the foot of the mountain before you get exhausted, and then continue to climb after resting and replenishing enough food. The latter is obviously a more rational choice, but Mo Yu just turned his mind slightly and completely suppressed it.

It was the seventh day he entered the mountain, and Mo Liang's injury was the best time to recover from medication, so he had no time to do it again! Mo Yu gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and continued to climb upwards! Time passed a little while his rapid breathing. Another hour, Mo Yu looked up, and the clouds were thicker. With his eyesight, he could only see two or three feet away in front of him. He could only see the extended blurred mountain, and finally disappeared at the end of his sight. But the top of the mountain was still hopeless. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and the dagger tightly held in his right hand was inserted into the stone wall. He took a deep breath. A trace of abnormal flush appeared on his pale face, and a stinging pain continued to be heard from the wound on his shoulder. Obviously, the muscles that had not yet fully recovered were damaged by excessive force.

In his bad state, the mountains are becoming more and more steep, and the hopeless top of the mountain may have felt hopeless if someone else had done it, but Mo Yu would not. In order to live to this day, he suffered countless hardships. After taking Mo Liang across the branch of the Manshan Mountain to escape into the Four Seasons City, he secretly swore in his heart that no matter how far he reached, he would never give up the idea of ​​survival before he died.

Before he died, the simple prefix represented his extremely firm will to survive!

The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, whistling by the ears, like a hideous scream of a devil. The temperature becomes lower and lower as the height increases, making it more difficult to resist in the Wuthering Mountain wind. The loss of physical strength makes Mo Yu's body become more and more tired, but he can only promote blood flow in his body through continuous climbing to maintain his body temperature. Once he stops moving, the temperature on the body surface will drop rapidly. If he rests for too long, he may never be able to leave again.

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and quickly moved his left hand, poked out and held the protrusion of the stone wall above. He kicked his feet with force at the same time. He pulled the dagger out with his right hand and then put his body upwards. In the next moment, he could insert the dagger into the stone wall again. But just as the dagger was pulled out, Mo Yu suddenly slid downward, and the weight of his entire body was immediately concentrated on his left arm. If it was normal, it was nothing, but at this moment he was extremely weak and his arm had not healed. In the crisis, Mo Yu subconsciously held his left arm tightly, but almost at the same time, his left arm suddenly softened, and his body whistled down!

His face turned pale in an instant and there was no blood. A deep fear appeared in his eyes, and then it turned into endless anger!

He worked hard to live to this day, how could he die here!

Mo Liang is still waiting for him to go back. If he dies here, how will he survive in this cold and cruel world!

Because of this fear or the bizarre anger in his heart, Mo Yu suddenly let out a low roar in his throat, like a dying lone wolf. His flesh and blood suddenly trembled, and a faint heat flow appeared out of thin air, causing his weak and powerless body to burst out again at this moment! In this roar, he held the dagger tightly and inserted it hard towards the stone wall. The speed of his body falling suddenly paused, and the sharp friction between the dagger and the stone wall continued to slide down for more than ten meters. He kicked the protrusion below and suddenly used force, and then he barely stopped the rapidly falling body. His arms, waist, abdomen, knees and other clothes were worn out, blood gushed out, and drops of blood dripped down the folds.

The sound of stones falling from below was heard, gradually fading away, and finally no one could hear it. It was not until this moment that Mo Yu let out a long sigh. Since entering the Four Seasons City, he has never been on the verge of death as before. The feeling of life coming to an end also brought a long-lost sense of familiarity. But when he came to his senses, he quickly felt the pain from his body and the extremely deep fatigue. The powerful force suddenly burst out seemed to have been exhausted in the struggle just now. The tearing of the wound on his left shoulder brought unbearable pain, and the blood was constantly lost. In addition, he was weak and powerless, and he was powerless to continue climbing.

Although he avoided the fate of falling off a cliff and dying, it seems that he still cannot escape death.

Mo Yu showed a reluctant bitter smile on his lips. Are you going to die?

His eyes were full of reluctance, but it was still a little dim. He did not give up on the idea of ​​survival, but in this dilemma, he could not help but feel desperate and could only stay here and wait for the arrival of death.

This way of death is more direct and falling down the mountain and dying, perhaps even more cruel! Mo Yu looked slightly, thinking mockingly in his heart. But at this moment, a small piece of green suddenly appeared in his sight, and his dim eyes suddenly burst out with a hot brilliance. This is the desire for life in a desperate situation! If you look closely, you will find that this small piece of green is a kind of moss growing on the mountain wall and surviving by the water brought by the clouds. It is much fatter and thicker than what you see on weekdays, and seems to be full of juice.

There was a "gurgle" sound in Mo Yu's heart.

For veterans who have struggled to survive since childhood, it is very simple to judge whether a kind of moss is poisonous. Many times, this inconspicuous thing can be used as food for filling the stomach and can provide a large amount of energy. I wonder if it is a lucky situation, this small piece of moss is non-toxic and very close to him. Just stretch out his arm to catch it. Mo Yu suppressed the excitement in his heart, and he slowly gasped for a while, waiting for his weak body to accumulate some strength. He stretched out his left hand and fell on the moss. He used a slight force to cause a burst of pain from the wound on his shoulder. He failed to pull it out and just grabbed a handful of thick moss leaves.

But at this moment, Mo Yu could no longer worry about being shocked by the mysteriously developed root system of this moss. Because the full touch in his hand and the slightly cool and sticky liquid covered with the palms, the feeling of hunger in his abdomen more than doubled! He ignored the possible dust on the moss leaves, swallowed it into his mouth in one bite and chewed it vigorously. Unexpectedly, the moss tasted not slightly bitter, but the rich juice had a faint sweetness, and it was extremely tough and needed to be chewed for a long time before it could be bitten. The slightly cool and sticky juice fell along his throat into the shriveled stomach, carrying the chewed moss. Not only did it not relieve Mo Yu's hunger, but it became more serious. But he still chewed it very slowly and carefully. Only in this way can the body absorb the energy it contains as soon as possible.

After taking the first bite, he grabbed the second bite and put it in his mouth. A small piece of moss was eaten up after Mo Yu took it seven or eight times before eating it. The hunger in his abdomen still existed, but it had been much lessened. A faint heat began to emerge in his abdomen. This was a sign of slow recovery of physical strength. The healing speed of bleeding wounds on his body seemed to be a little faster than usual.

Mo Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter. He knew that he finally had hope of living this time. Because moss vegetation rarely grows alone. Since there is a piece here, there must be still around! As long as he can find it, he can slowly recover his strength and even continue to climb upwards!

Perhaps because of the supplement of food, Mo Yu's ability to resist the low temperature in the outside world was improved. He took a break and waited for a while. After his strength had recovered a little, he simply moved carefully in the direction of the appearance of moss by intuition. It turned out that he seemed to have really changed his luck. Soon, he found another piece of moss, and stayed for the time being to make them also food in his belly, and then continued to move in this direction.

After half an hour of stopping and entering, Mo Yu ate seven or eight balls of moss, which finally disappeared in his stomach. I don’t know what substance they contain, which greatly increased the healing speed of the wound on his body. In the slight numbness, he seemed to be able to sense the rapid growth of flesh and blood in the wound, which was amazing. But at this time, the mountain wall on the left suddenly disappeared, and Mo Yu was slightly stunned. When he used the dagger to see the other side of the mountain wall, his face suddenly became dull. In his sight, the mountain wall suddenly became flat like a mirror, as if it was cut open with a sharp blade, and pieces of moss grew densely on the stone wall, until it was hidden in the fog and spread to the surroundings without end, and the humidity in the air suddenly increased a lot.

Mo Yu frowned and then figured out the matter. During the climbing process, he was not going straight upward. The direction of his progress was adjusted because of the change of the mountain wall in front. The subtleties were not obvious. However, over time, he deviated from the original position of climbing. In addition, he had been walking along the direction of the moss before, and now he had gone around the other side of the mountain, that is, between the two mountains, like a side cut by the sword of the Sky, below is the endless stream of Cirrus Cloud River. It is precisely because the river flows through the steam and clouds and mist that this strange moss grew on the mountain wall, allowing Mo Yu to walk out of the desperate situation.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked up, and his eyes suddenly showed joy! Sure enough, the moss also extended and grew up, and I don’t know where it ended up. Moreover, Mo Yu had already known that this moss had an imaginary developed root system, which was extremely tough and difficult to break. It drilled deep into the rocks, enough to bear the weight of an adult man! In other words, he could use these moss to crawl upwards!

Mo Yu took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement. He held the dagger in his right hand and inserted it into the mountain wall. Then he grabbed a ball of moss with his left hand. His body began to move slowly. He pushed his feet into a ball of moss with a little force without any wavering. Then he let go of his right hand a little bit and applied the weight of his entire body to the moss. The dagger was right beside him. Even if there was an accident, he was sure to grab the dagger before his body fell.

But the facts proved that he had not used his caution. He hung his whole body on it, and the moss was still firmly pierced on the stone wall without pulling it out. He tried to use a little force to make sure that the moss was enough to make him climb upward, and his joy was even stronger. He pulled the dagger off and grabbed a ball of moss above his body, and climbed up slowly under his feet. Even though he was very cautious, his speed was still much faster than before. After climbing more than ten feet, the moss above his sight was still growing endlessly, and his speed began to gradually increase.

On the flat stone walls as sharp as a knife, countless thick moss grew densely. On these mosses, Mo Yu leaned down his body and used force, and crawled towards the end of the peak under his body like a huge gecko, towards the depths of the thick fog!

He had a faint intuition that he would definitely reach the top of the mountain this time!

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