“Get up! Get up!”
Su Su pulled Feng Yin at a loss, but was afraid that his pull would cause secondary damage to Feng Yin.
Before she could pull the wind out, there was a rumbling sound from the mountain and it fell like snow.
Su Su subconsciously hugged Feng Yin to block her.
The imagined heavy snow cover did not come, only some scattered snowflakes fell, without any pain or itch, and the avalanche passed.
If someone sees the cliff like a protruding sharp knife, it splits the snow rolling down the mountain in half, changing their route.
The remaining momentum is insufficient, the avalanche ends.
Su Su didn’t have time to be happy, and saving Feng Yin was the most important thing now.
“Feng Yin? Feng Yin! We avoided it! You won! You won! God! The snow will not fall anymore! You wake up, okay?”
Su Su kept talking, but Feng Yin still had no sound.
[No, no, Feng Yin will definitely be fine! 】
[It must be fine, that is Feng Yin! 】
[The disaster has been left for thousands of years, how could she have any trouble. 】
[I must have been tired and fell asleep accidentally. 】
A series of rushing and falling, Feng Yin’s live broadcast room actually existed firmly.
But everyone’s current concern is whether Feng Yin is safe or not, otherwise such equipment will definitely cause a lot of discussion.
Su Su in the camera tried to calm herself down, remembering the bottle of medicine Feng Yin gave her.
She took out the medicine bottle from her inner pocket, poured out two pills, and stuffed them into Feng Yin’s mouth.
“I know you’re tired and hungry, eat something!”
The pill melted in his mouth, which made Su Su feel relieved for no reason.
She placed her fingers between Feng Yin’s nose, cautiously, fearing and praying.
“Huh——I knew you were fine!”
Su Su’s words finally made netizens in the live broadcast room feel a little relieved.
Still breath.
Still alive.
As long as you are alive, Feng Yin will definitely be fine.