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.

really

Christina became vigilant.

indicated that it

large dusty bottle of whiskey at the top of the

stored by the hunters before to keep

shouted at Christina in a

Christina ignored him.

his face

and

wife immediately

said that Christina had a knife, and Bob

up

young but knew people's

be very

but his physical

wooden bed, broke it into strips with his

roaring fire filled

subconsciously approached the fire to keep

at the man opposite her by the light of

suddenly realized that the photographer was not

was wearing the thinnest clothes, only two layers, but he sat

that he didn't like to crowd

felt he was a

Barbara let out a low

legs were badly

the large bundle of hemp ropes, walked towards Barbara, squatted, and took out the steel knife from

saw Christina holding a sharp knife and

expressionless and she deliberately

are badly injured.I have to cut them

to death

no, don't do

Barbara's pants and

She stopped bleeding.

the bottle of whiskey and poured it

the

turned pale and she

Barbara was in great

not lying.You can keep

so much pain that she glared

was taking this opportunity to

Christina rubbed Barbara's legs.

on your right

legs were numb

Barbara felt a more

paled and wanted to

she saw Christina pick up two planks of wood to fix her injured leg, cut the hemp rope short, and wrap it

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

in pain and

knew that Christina

better than losing her legs

really thought that Christina could never be a nurse because she

then set up a triangular rack above the fire with the other three

rack and an iron bucket with half a bucket of clean snow she collected outside with hemp

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