readx; The big crack was very wide, as if it had been split with an axe in the void, if it weren't for the golden light, it was estimated that Ning Chen would not be able to find it for another lifetime. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are always some fucking things in this fucking world that people can't understand, like, innately, and for example, paper that glows on its own.

Ning Chen felt that his original worldview was like a mirror that fell to the ground, and it couldn't be broken anymore.

Walking into the cracks, one person and one horse moved forward silently, and the way out was at the foot, but it was still a little unreal.

It turned out that he still couldn't fully agree with what had happened before.

The path of the crack came to an end, and in a trance, they were on a snowy field.

The little white horse made the first move, kicked his hooves, shook his coquettish eyes, and then planted himself in the snow and ate wildly.

Ning Chen looked at it with disdain, he had never experienced the earthy turtle in the world, and he really had no cultivation.

The next moment, Ning Chen gently picked up a handful of snow, then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it with the ice ballast......

Refreshing!

One person and one horse raised their heads comfortably, their faces full of happiness.

The days in the Netherworld are really hell, I didn't eat or drink, I didn't even have to eat snow, and now I find that I can eat a mouthful of snow is happiness.

The hotness in his throat subsided a lot, Ning Chen threw down the snow in his hand, and when he saw that the little white horse was still eating wildly, he couldn't help frowning, and slapped the pouting horse's buttocks, and scolded:

"Don't die"

If you eat like it, you will have to eat everything, and everything must be measured, and their bodies are still very weak now, and they can't withstand such a toss.

"Whew"

The little white horse glanced at the former, then took two steps back, and continued to eat as he pleased.

Ning Chen was furious, and was about to go crazy, when he suddenly saw that under the little white horse, the snow in the place where he was standing just now had all melted, and he couldn't help but look stunned.

What the hell is that bead this guy swallowed, it still has such a big impact after so many days.

Ning Chen was worried in his heart, but seeing that the little white horse was happy to eat, he no longer stopped it.

"Wait here, don't run around"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and walked into the distance.

After a while, Ning Chen came back, carrying a roe deer in his hand, which was not big, but it was enough for one person and one horse to eat.

He didn't know if the little white horse ate meat or not, but he had to eat it if he didn't eat it at this time.

The fire has been extinguished, and there is no dead wood in the vicinity, so it is impossible to make a fire, and his cultivation has not yet reached the level where the son of God can cause changes in the heavens and the earth, and he cannot make a fire out of thin air.

After simply dissolving the roe deer, Ning Chen held back his nausea and stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, the smell was fishy, and his stomach that had not eaten for many days had a spasm, and he returned to sour water.

But he knew that if he didn't eat, he would die, and his body couldn't hold it out of this snowfield.

He stuffed himself with two pieces of meat, and Ning Chen cut off another piece and stuffed it into the little white horse's mouth.

"Whew"

The little white horse didn't want to eat it, and spit it out at once.

"Eat it"

Ning Chen's face sank and he shouted.

Seeing that the master was angry, the little white horse whined aggrievedly, picked up the raw meat in the snow, and ate it with difficulty.

Ning Chen felt that his words were a little heavy, sighed softly, stroked the little white horse's head, and said softly, "Bear with it, as long as you can live, it's worth suffering a little."

The little white horse rubbed his head against the former's chest, looking very aggrieved.

"Okay, don't grind and chirp like a girl, hurry up and eat"

Ning Chen pulled the little white horse away and said impatiently.

The smell of raw meat that has not been processed is extremely strong, with blood, the little white horse is difficult to eat, Ning Chen is disgusting to eat, one person and one horse are in the wasteland, you take a bite and I take a bite, staring at each other, no one is willing to suffer, for fear that the other party will eat less.

The roe deer on the snow field are very small, after removing the viscera and fur, there is not much meat left, Ning Chen looked at the last piece of meat, stuffed it into the mouth of the little white horse, and immediately cleaned his hands with the snow on the ground, and said lightly: "Let's go"

The little white horse swallowed the last bite of meat in pain, and then obediently opened his hooves, and as he walked, he wanted to stomach himself.

The heavy snow has finally stopped, but the sun has not yet come out, and this heavy snow is nothing short of a disaster, especially in the north, where there is a vast expanse of snow white everywhere.

Ning Chen didn't know where he had gone, he couldn't even figure out the direction, the snow fields were the same everywhere, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

Walking in the snow is easy to get snow blindness, so Ning Chen will blindfold the little white horse's eyes every time he walks, and then close his eyes himself, and move forward by feeling, anyway, they don't know the direction, just keep walking.

However, he didn't expect that if people were unlucky, they would stuff their teeth when they drank cold water.

Just when Ning Chen and the little white horse saw the hope ahead, a city loomed, and not far away, a man in white walked diagonally.

The man in white was obviously stunned when he saw the person and horse in front of him, in this vast snowfield, such a combination was too individual, too easy to recognize.

There is a saying that there is nowhere to find when you step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

Ning Chen felt the murderous intent from the man, his brows furrowed slightly, and before he could think about it, he saw a cold sword light covering his face.

"Bang"

The sword fingers touched, a waterfall of snowflakes waved, the man took out the sword, so fast that he died in an instant, a sword came to the front of him, and the sword wind was pressing.

Ning Chen's left hand fixed the sword body, and with a turn of the trend, the sword blade turned to the side, unloading the force invisibly.

At the same time, the ink sword was unsheathed, half saving the cold light, the frost was agitated, and a sword was blinding.

The man's expression remained unchanged, his left hand stretched out, and he grabbed the ink sword, and sparks splashed everywhere, which turned out to be a pair of gloves forged from pig iron.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and the ink sword in his hand added another three points of strength, and with a bang, the glove of pig iron cut out a half-finger-deep hole.

Traces of blood flowed out along the blade of the ink sword, and the man in white saw red for the first time, and with a turn of the hand holding the sword, the sword body decomposed, and the sword was taken from the sword, and stabbed at Ning Chen's heart.

"Shameless"

Ning Chen scolded angrily, but he never examined whether he had been even more shameless.

The sword hidden in the sword was unguardable, however, Ning Chen had encountered a more dangerous situation than this, so he moved.

The wheelchair did not retreat but advanced, and the moment it turned around, the ink sword slashed back, like the scythe of death, slashing through a black brilliance.

The ink sword was very fast, and the moves were also very tricky, but Ning Chen's brows furrowed slightly.

He felt powerless, this sword, slow.

At the very least, much slower than he was in the face of the Headless Shadow Rider.

"Wow"

The clothes were torn, and a waterfall of blood was drawn, and the man in white took three steps back, avoiding the deadly sword.

Ning Chen was irritable and very dissatisfied, his body was slower than at that time, and the wheelchair under him couldn't keep up.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that there is a gap between illusion and reality after all, and it is not so easy to turn illusory moves into reality.

The man in white was also in a bad mood, he found that his cultivation of the five grades of martial arts could not completely suppress the young man in front of him, and the battle of moves was even more faintly inferior.

Ning Chen sat in a wheelchair, his eyes narrowed slightly to hide the thoughts in his heart, and he could also feel it through the short confrontation that this man in white was not as good as the old eunuch's martial arts cultivation, but the long sword in his hand was a little troublesome.

He had to be grateful for the torture in the Netherworld Illusion, otherwise he would still be the idiot who had no cultivation but couldn't play it in the past.

In the final analysis, martial arts training is used to fight, and physical fitness is.

When he was learning the sword with the sword, the old man once said that the role of the sword is to kill people, and there is no other use.

And he who bears the sword is the one who takes the sword, and he who kills with the sword.

Of course, there are not many people in this world who can be called a sword man, and the sword worship says that he can only be counted as half at most, so he and the man in white in front of him are not even half.

Ning Chen began to feel a little nauseous, maybe it was because he had eaten raw meat before, and his eyes were also a little sore from the snow light, this place was really not a good place to fight.

The man in white looked at the young man in front of him, and in an instant, the kung fu sword was forced to die again.

The moment the sword came out, he was still wondering, why did this young man seem to be a little absent-minded?

Ning Chen relieved himself, the ink sword was horizontal in front of him, blocking the sword in front of his throat, and then his head was deviated, and the ink sword slashed through the body of the long sword, turning around in an instant, blood spilled, and the broken arm flew.

Looking at the blood spilled all over the sky, Ning Chen sighed lightly, he was still the best at breaking people's arms, because the arm was the closest to him.

The next moment, the wheelchair turned, the ink sword turned again, and the ink light slashed, and the blood sealed the throat.

The man in white fell down with his eyes open, his body still maintaining his posture, smashed into the snow, and could no longer stand up.

"Ahem"

Ning Chen coughed violently a few times, a smear of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he reached out impatiently and wiped it, then bent down and groped a few times at random on the man in white, got up and patted the little white horse's buttocks, and said, "Let's go, go into the city with the master."

"Whew"

The little white horse answered, followed the wheelchair, and walked slowly towards the ancient city in the distance.

The ancient city was really far away, and when the two guys walked into the city, it was already dark and couldn't get any darker.

The inn on the street was about to close, so he had to stop Ning Chen, he was very hungry, and his brother Xiao Baima was also hungry.

The shopkeeper was very impatient at first, but when he saw the fist-sized silver in the hand of the young man in front of him, his face immediately turned cloudy, and he was eager to offer the young man as an ancestor.

Ning Chen glanced at the little white horse lightly, and signaled, how about it, it's still good to follow the brother.

The little white horse responded with low eyebrows and a good attitude, which made Ning Chen very satisfied.

"What does Childe want to eat?" the shopkeeper smiled flatteringly.

Ning Chen glanced at the signs hanging in front of the hall, and then pointed them over one by one, looking like a nouveau riche, "Except for these few, the other one will have one, no, two copies."

Hearing the former's words, the smile on the shopkeeper's face became even brighter, and he asked with pretended concern, "Is Childe going to pack and take a copy away?"

"No, that's it"

Ning Chen pointed to the little white horse at the door and said impatiently.

"Childe wants this horse to come in and eat too?" said the shopkeeper in surprise.

"Can't you do it?" Ning Chen was even more impatient, the ink was a fart, he was about to starve to death.

"This is not in accordance with the rules."

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed, he was a place for people to eat, how could he let a beast in.

Ning Chen threw the silver ingot in his hand over and said, "This is yours."

"Hehe, your words are the rules"

The shopkeeper's face bloomed with joy, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

Before the meal came up, the two starving ghosts grabbed the tea in the hall and drank pot after pot, until Ning Chen was about to go crazy, and the meal was finally served.

The chef was pulled out of the bed by the shopkeeper, and in a daze, his performance was a little abnormal, but this couldn't stop the two guys with bright eyes from eating frantically.

Due to the lack of manpower, the shopkeeper was also helping in the back kitchen, and finally freed his hands, ready to come to the front hall to have a look, as soon as he stepped into the hall, he was immediately stunned by the appearance of a person swallowing mountains and rivers.

The hall was in a mess, empty plates were thrown everywhere, there was hardly even a place to settle around a person and a horse, and on the side, the face of the young boy who served the food turned white, and it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a terrible scene.

Ning Chen and Xiao Baima naturally didn't know that their eating appearance had caused such a big psychological shadow to people, and the quality and face of the two guys were beyond this era, and they didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

As a result, there were more and more stupid people in front of the hall, standing there stunned, looking at the pair of strange people and horses in front of them......