The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The strong physiological reaction caused Aisha's movements to become somewhat deformed. Obviously, for the current stimulating and dangerous environment, she has no control over her emotions at all.

"Well, then you stand firm."

A sigh contains a little helplessness. Jing An stretched her hand forward, grabbed her collars, and looped her thighs. After a little effort, he put Aisha in front of him into his arms.

"Head down, or you'll have to eat a mouthful of snow later."

Aisha lowered her head obediently, slightly red, like a soldering iron, exuding a little warm body contact, which also made her a little embarrassed.

Feeling the vigorous movement like a mountain antelope, her eyes trembled slightly, moving away from Jing'an's exposed chest.

Mr. Jing'an is indeed a very powerful person.

As she sighed in her heart, Aisha's cheeks began to flush slightly. She shrank her hands and feet in embarrassment, but suddenly felt a little strange.

Some places... don't seem to be right.

It's not something unspeakable, or the so-called intuition that is extremely mysterious.

It was a sharp needle-prick sensation as if staring at the prey, ready to go.

Aisha is no stranger to her. When she was younger, she had encountered snow wolves. The ferocity revealed in the wolf eyes of the latter is no different from the current touch.

what happened?

She turned her head halfway, as if looking for something, and began to look around. In the end, she also discovered the source of her uneasiness—the rectangular bag placed on the waist side of Jing'an.

In the wind and snow, the back pockets that overlap each other and wrapped in layers seem to have a gap as wide as a thumb.

It was pitch black, and it was hard to see what was inside.

At the same time.

Aisha clearly felt that there was... as if some living creature was staring at her.

It seemed that the blade was placed horizontally on the neck, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged from Aisha's heart. Her throat began to tighten, and her pupils began to shrink violently. Obviously no accident has happened right now, but a sense of desperation like being killed by a natural enemy has already wrapped her from beginning to end.

"Hey, hey..."

Between the trembling, Aisha couldn't even organize a complete sentence. Her teeth skewed violently, staggered, and after the collision, they made a brief clink.

But despite this, neither Jingan nor the old popsicle could notice the sudden change of Aisha at this time-the roaring mountain breeze was endless, and her trembling sound was almost instantly submerged between the world.

what to do? what to do?

Suddenly, her breathing stopped briefly. At this moment, Aisha clearly perceives a distinct sense of crisis.

That guy, ready to do it.

The courage to lift up drove Aisha to lift her right wrist reluctantly at this time. She seemed to be a patient who had been in bed for a long time, manipulating the limbs that had developed a sense of strangeness, trying her best to express her fear and anxiety.

Sir, sir, please help me.

At this moment, the reassuring tone sounded again.

"We have arrived."

Like arbitration in a court trial, the gaze hung over Aisha's head, followed by Jing'an's abrupt words, instantly receded like a tide.

Although no one noticed this inexplicable crisis, Aisha's body still couldn't stop shaking. Her lips also began to turn white, and her whole body was softened into a ball, and she couldn't lift the slightest strength anymore.

If you consider that you are still in the arms of the employer, you still need to maintain the last trace of reserve.

Then Aisha's performance may be... even more unbearable.

Feeling the fading sense of crisis, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Taken a life.

Taking advantage of this moment, she was surprised to find that she had reached a place completely different from just now.

The spacious avenue, which was large enough for two carriages to run side by side, was facing her and Jing'an directly at this time, climbing up from the edge of the steep cliff until hundreds of meters away in the clouds and fog, the end was submerged in the wind and snow.

"From here, the most troublesome hiking trail is over. We only need to continue climbing for a few minutes, and then we can see the side guard at the cliff pass. At that moment, we are not far from our destination."

"...Huh? What's the matter with you?"

Jing'an lowered his head in hindsight, he looked at Aisha in his arms, and there seemed to be several huge question marks on his face.

But after a few tens of seconds up the mountain, it turned into this kind of virtue?

"No, it's okay. Mr. Trouble, you are worried. Just put me down, I can go by myself."

Jing'an blinked his eyes twice. He didn't care about Aisha's perfunctory, so he responded and let go of the surrounding arms.

There was a plop, it was a funny sound made by the collision of the buttocks with the slate.

Aisha fell to the ground without resistance, and the expression on her face was instantly distorted.

"Are you sure you are really fine?"

Kneeling down, Jing'an placed the old popsicles on the back together on the platform.

Labor pains, fears, and grievances that are not understood. All kinds of emotions rushed to Aisha's heart in an instant, and all of a sudden, her eyes began to turn red and moist.

But before she started sobbing, Jing An suddenly reached out and covered her mouth.

"Are you really going to cry? I hope you can understand that we are not related. I will not pay attention to your emotions, let alone your feelings."

"Compared to your grievances, I just want to know, what did you see just now? What made you look like this?"

After all, a person's power is limited.

Especially since the system is still in the process of upgrading, the scope of content that Jing'an can detect is ultimately limited.

Appearing to be infected by Jing'an's calmness, the teardrops swirling in Aisha's eyes were swallowed back into her stomach after all. She nodded gently, indicating that she was ready.

"Ming, I understand. Sir."

Jing An sighed lightly, patted Aisha on the shoulder, and said comfortingly.

"If you encounter any accidents in the future, you can notify me right away. So...Now let's talk about it, what happened?"

The old popsicle on the side also showed a curious look, and sat beside them.

Want to talk?

The line of sight was constantly flowing and swaying in the air, and finally only dared to glance at the wrap that straddles Jing'an waist with the corner of his eye.

Afterwards, Aisha only hesitated for a moment before making a decision-she had no need to hide Jing An at all.

And... she believes her husband can understand her feelings.

After finishing her thoughts a bit, she said.

"It's actually like this..."

But before she finished speaking, an abrupt voice came from behind Jing'an.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

The object with a rhythm but a muffled noise seemed to be rolling down from the upper steps.

Jing An half turned around, and the old popsicle on the side also stood up abruptly, and both of them took corresponding measures in an instant.

Later, I saw an object the size of a jar, bounced from the vague wind and snow, and landed in front of the two people and one dog.

Aisha stood up, and her gaze passed through Jing'an's shoulders until she fell on the object that was completely unrecognizable and could not see the prototype.

"Um...this is!"

The heart that had to rest for a while was picked up again, Aisha only felt dizzy for a while, and even opened her mouth reflexively, wanting to scream.

"Shhh!"

Jing'an didn't even turn his head back, he just swung his right hand behind him, which played a soothing effect.

Facing the **** and stinking object in front of him that could barely distinguish the five sense organs, Jing'an's expression also became a little ugly.

From the stronghold of the cliff pass, unexpectedly dropped the head of a stranger out of thin air?

"It seems... things have become a bit more complicated."