Tsukizakura sat with her luggage, and the sleigh continued to shake due to the unevenness of the road, which made the food in Tsukizakura's stomach churn, and if she hadn't endured it, she would have vomited it a long time ago. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although from a macro point of view, this plain is as flat as freshly made paper, but when I actually ran on it, I realized that it was just an illusion.

It's been a few hours, and it's as if they're still standing still, and the name Frost Plains lives up to its name.

Yue Ying tidied up his clothes, his down jacket hadn't been changed since he entered the plains, and he naturally couldn't take a bath in such a cold place, although he wouldn't sweat, but he didn't feel very comfortable. To clean it, you can only rely on a soft towel, but Tsukizakura doesn't bring it now.

There were scattered collapsed houses in the distance, most of them were covered in snow, and Tsukizakura could see traces of the undead beside them, and when the sleigh passed quickly, they were like smelling beasts, and the faint silver-blue flames would become a little brighter in an instant.

A few undead would chase after him, but they were quickly thrown away by the sleigh, and Seymour's strength seemed to be endless, and he ran for hours without showing signs of fatigue, and in terms of speed, like a sports car, if it could have been smoother.

Wen Yu guides Seymour's direction, and he can spot those natural traps hidden under the snow, so that the sleigh cart does not get stuck in it and cannot move forward, this kind of observation ability beyond ordinary people is ashamed of even Tsukizakura.

"How much longer?" asked Tsukizakura boredly.

"Almost, Seymour already knows where. ”

"Do you understand dogs?"

"It's a hound! Hounds are our faithful companions, and of course we understand!"

Tsukizakura pursed her lips and leaned dejectedly on her luggage. He was tired of seeing the snow, and the goggles couldn't stop the dazzling snow white, of course, the main thing was that there was no unexpected situation as an adjustment. The undead along the way were too weak, and Seymour's speed was too fast, so he basically didn't fight any battles that could lift his spirits, but just blindly fled to conserve his strength.

"If I can find the skull, I'll tear it down one by one!"

"It's mine!"

"Yes, yes, it's you! ”

The two teenagers conversed loudly to dispel the uneasiness in their hearts, the plain was too big to make people feel afraid. This is not psychological fear, but awe of the unknown.

What kind of enemies will they encounter other than the bone dragons? What kind of problems will they encounter, what kind of obstacles will they encounter? They are taking risks, and taking risks is challenging the unknown.

If you fail the challenge, you die.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two stopped on a hillside, and looking at the traces left around them, there was a small town in front of them, but it was buried by snow, and only a little ruins could be seen.

"I have a strong premonition that the bone dragon is here. ”

"Huh, didn't Seymour find it?"

"It's also a hunter's instinct. ”

"That's right. ”

Tsukizakura gouged out her ears again, and the singing and cries for help were no longer audible, and time was probably running out. But as I walked along, the singing became clearer and clearer, and it seemed that it was here.

"So, let's go?"

"Naturally!"

Wen Yu flicked the reins, and the sleigh continued to move forward.

When the ruins of the town were near, traces of the undead appeared, and the number was unusually large, almost blocking their path. But these are not the point, it is not uncommon for them to encounter such a number of undead groups, and what makes them stop is the terrifying magic emanating from the town.

In this land infested with undead, there is a magic that can be felt just by standing, and what it means can be imagined on your knees.

It's either a trap or a destination, but these two young and vigorous teenagers will definitely break through.

"There are quirks. ”

"Are you scared?"

"The method of agitation is useless to me. ”

"Obviously it worked well before......"

"Shut up!"

The wandering low-level skeletons found the outsiders who suddenly appeared, and turned their heads one by one, although the strength of these skeletons was very low, but a large group of them turned their heads to stare at themselves, and Yueying also felt a little hairy.

"Are you ready?"

"Oh!"

Seymour roared excitedly, knowing that it was about to face a tough battle, and as a hound hunting the undead, Seymour couldn't wait.

As soon as the reins were pulled and the hands tightened, the sleigh crashed into the crowd of the undead like an unsheathed arrow.

The undead are roaring, and there is no reason for them to let go of the food that comes to them! The undead have only one goal with their almost no intelligence, and that is the soul of the living!

In this regard, Tsukizakura unceremoniously pulled it down, the skull cracked, and the skeleton with an enterprising spirit fell down.

I'm afraid that only the rice harvester can describe Wen Yu and Yueying - and Seymour's battle scene, the undead who are as dense as canned fish can't stop Seymour's impact at all, and the fragile skeleton can't withstand any move from the two, often Wen Yu falls down with a knife, Yueying falls down with a knife and pours another piece, Seymour slaps and pours a third piece, the difference in physical fitness and combat ability is outrageous.

Easily, Yueying and Wen Yu broke through the group of undead, and the entrance to the town was right in front of them.

"Are you ready?" Tsukizakura threw away a skull with a missing jaw, and kicked off a skeleton that was still tugging at the railing of a car.

"Of course!" Wen Yu tightened the reins, and the short knife was already in hand.

"Woohoo!"

Two people and a dog rushed into the town.

After a brief period of darkness, there was a blinding light.

"......" Tsukizakura opened her mouth like an idiot.

"......" Wen Yu pinched his face in disbelief, it hurt.

"Woo......" Seymour looked around, sticking out his tongue and gasping for air.

A middle-aged woman in a cotton coat slowly passes by their sleigh cart, the jar above her head ringing with the sound of water. Several children were laughing and playing, followed by an older child, who seemed to be restraining their brother.

In the distance, the vendors were diligently selling vegetables, which were still dewy and looked tempting, surrounded by a group of ordinary civilians, the sun was shining, the spring was bright, the mottled stone road stretched forward, and the brick and wood houses sat on the side of the street, and some chimneys spitted gray cooking smoke. Tsukizakura could feel the warm breeze on his cheeks, and he looked at his palms, the fine sweat oozing from the heat.

Wen Yu stared at a bird taking off from the eaves.

"We can't be dreaming, are we?"

"No, absolutely not. ”