Christina had already stood in front of Geoffrey, looking straight at the photographer with caution.

Bob's arm was injured, and he looked very haggard.

He didn't want to fight with Christina but to occupy the stone house selfishly.

"This stone house was built by the hunters a long time ago.It has been standing empty for a long time.It's quite large and dark.Maybe there are black bears eluding the cold winter.It will be dangerous to rush in."

The photographer seemed familiar with this area.

The photographer paused and turned to look at Christina.

"Miss Dickens has a lighter.Fire can protect us when we explore the way.And only by making a fire to keep warm can we survive the night.Otherwise, we will all die here."

Bob seemed to panic when he heard the word "die."

The memory of the avalanches just now still haunted him.He just crawled out of the snow and out of danger.He didn't want to die.

"How do you know I have a lighter?"

Christina became more cautious.

The photographer seemed to have paid much attention to her since they met and knew her very well.

A smile hovered on the photographer's lips and he said softly and casually, "I also know you have a 15 cm steel knife."

Christina's face tensed up.

Then, they found a few branches and spent nearly half an hour lighting them up with Christina's lighter.

The roaring fire made them feel more at ease.

Christina bent over slightly and carried Barbara who was disabled on her back.

Geoffrey followed them closely.

The thin photographer held a torch and Bob did not dare to have any more objections.

They walked cautiously into the stone house together.

The stone house might have been standing empty for a long time.

The wooden door was already dilapidated.

The room was dark and airless, giving them a gloomy feeling.

The stone house was a rectangle.

It was only three meters wide, but it was very deep.

Christina and the others were not interested in exploring inside the stone house.

They walked about ten meters but still didn't reach the end, so they returned to the entrance of the cave and snuggled closer.

Christina found a wooden bed, a broken wooden cabinet, a few iron buckets, a big iron bowl, and a large bundle of thick hemp ropes.

She walked over to the cabinet and rummaged through it.

She found a shotgun, but there were no bullets.

are really wild

Christina became vigilant.

that it was

of whiskey at the top

stored by the hunters

Christina in a rough voice,

Christina ignored him.

face darkened after being

and wanted to

immediately stopped

Christina had a knife, and Bob hesitated

up to

but knew

photographer seemed to be very

his physical strength didn't match his outward

wooden bed, broke it into strips with his bare hands, and quickly

fire filled

subconsciously approached the fire to keep

her head and looked at the man opposite her by the light of

realized that the photographer was not afraid

thinnest clothes, only two layers, but he sat far away from the

seemed that he didn't

was a

moment, Barbara let out a low

legs were

wooden planks and the large bundle of hemp ropes, walked towards Barbara, squatted, and took out the steel

and

expressionless and she deliberately scared

feet are badly injured.I

death by

no, don't

tore Barbara's pants and checked

She stopped bleeding.

of whiskey

felt the

turned pale and she

in great

not lying.You

pain

was taking this

Christina rubbed Barbara's legs.

a scar on your right

numb from the

the alcohol, Barbara

paled and wanted to say

of wood to fix her injured

dealt with Barbara's injury, she turned to look at Barbara and said calmly, "It's better to feel pain

gasped in pain and

knew that Christina

than losing her

that Christina could never be a nurse because she

a triangular rack above the fire

and an iron bucket with half a bucket of clean snow she

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