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The cold wind howled, swooping down from the top of the majestic Evil Xiao Snow Mountain, sweeping through the surrounding white valleys, passing through the icebergs and snow hills on the snow field, splashing clouds of silver needles and jade chips.

Gordon couldn't help but shudder, wrapped his furry white bear skin, and shrunk into the ice cave where he was hiding. The crystal walls of the cave shone blue in the field of vision, and several sharp ice edges were blown off by the wind, making a "clanging" sound.

Gordon had been lurking in the snowfield for thirty-nine days, and the dry food he was carrying was running out, and the few remaining slices of bread were frozen harder than wood, and had to be broken and melted in his mouth little by little.

His skinny body will also face its limits, his limbs are numb from the cold, and his fingers with purple-red chilblains are swollen like carrots. Only the breathing is quite steady, three inhales and one exhale, three fast and one slow, the abdomen replaces the chest breath with a unique rhythm, and the breath fluctuates like ripples in the body, giving birth to a small air flow to massage the viscera.

This is his four-year penance "breathing technique".

The "Breath Micro Technique" is not a martial art, nor is it a psychic technique that is regarded as a guideline in the cultivation world, it is just a mysterious breathing method. When Gordon was ten years old, he accidentally broke an antique clay pot, and this set of breathing microtechniques miraculously appeared in his mind, and the broken pottery shards on the ground disappeared without a trace.

It was this set of micro-breathing techniques that allowed the teenager, who had been paralyzed since childhood, to climb out of his wheelchair a year ago. Gordon vividly remembers that the first thing he did at that time was to light a fire and throw the wheelchair into the flames.

If only I could make a fire now. But that's looking for death, and the firelight will attract all kinds of fierce beasts on the snowfield. Gordon applied the last bits of alchemical ointment to his chapped skin, then moved his hands and feet, his body curled up, straightened, arched?????? This is a juggling technique he found from his family's collection, which can relax the muscles and invigorate the blood, improve the coordination of various parts of the body, and is an unpassed secret of an acrobatic school in ancient times.

With each movement, Gordon's frostbitten flesh was pulled, rubbing against the bearskin, and the pain was like a knife scraping. However, the physical pain made him have a sick persistence.

His stiff limbs gradually regained their flexibility, and he climbed to the mouth of the ice cave, lifted the white bear's head over his head, and looked out.

At night, the Evil Devil Snow Mountain looks down on the vast snowfield like a hideous beast.

Gordon stared intently at the snowy mountains. Reflecting the reflection of ice and snow, his sea-blue eyes were exceptionally clear and soft, only a little unruly gray revealed from the depths of his pupils, as if a hazy storm was brewing at the bottom of the sea.

Every day, he spends a lot of time observing the Evil Owl Snow Mountain, which is simple and boring, but never stops.

Suddenly, a strange cry sounded on the Evil Xiao Snow Mountain.

It didn't feel like a real sound, it was full of strange allure. The volume is light and thin, but it can penetrate the wind and snow.

Here it comes! Gordon's heart jumped, it was that thing! It's finally here!

He tucked his earmuffs as fast as he could, checking the tools he carried with him: skis strapped to his abdomen, daggers, knives and spikes to his elbows, a hundred-meter wire cable wrapped around his wrists, and a few smoke pipes.

He then covered the white bear's head, and the whole body was covered from head to toe in full bear skin. Gordon crawled out of the ice cave on all fours, like a real little white bear.

The strange cry continued, like a ghost wandering around. Gordon saw mammoths, ice bears, and ferrets appear on the empty snow?????? They emerged from the cave where they were hiding, their eyes glazed and their movements sluggish, like walking corpses called called screaming, converging on the Evil Snow Mountain.

Several snow leopards crawled past Gordon, ignoring him. Gordon mingles with the herd and climbs the snowy mountains with them.

The mountain was steep and slippery, and the wind blew it like a load. He struggled over the snow hills, climbing several slopes in quick succession. Several times, the ice rock he was clinging to shattered and nearly slipped off. At this time, a yak happened to come up to me. Gordon jumped and climbed onto the back of the cow, and the yak seemed to sleepwalk without responding.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more alluring the cry becomes. Even if Gordon tightened his ears, small voices would still come in, making him confused for a while.

Gordon bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and the sharp pain brought him to his senses. He raised his head and vaguely saw a huge figure standing upright on the top of a mountain, his eyes like brass bells, shining with blue light, and a thick silver horn on the top of his head swayed incessantly, making a soul-stirring cry.

It was the goal of his mission this time - Snow Ray!

The snow mandrill met the herd and jumped down like a projectile.

Gordon slipped off the yak's back, leaned down, and watched as the snow rays rolled up a fishy wind from far and near.

He had never studied martial arts. Facing each other head-on, Ten Gordon is no match for the Snow Mandrill. If you want to kill Xuexiao, you can only outwit it with the help of external forces. As stated in the "soft" theory among the Assassins, even ordinary people have a chance to kill a powerful warrior if they are perfect in gathering information, preparing tools, observing the terrain, and making plans.

The beasts around them stopped in unison and crawled on the ground like a herd of obedient slaves.

Snow Ray jumped up to a mammoth, reached out and grabbed it, dug open the mammoth's skull, and sucked the red and white brain inside. The other beasts were still lying on the ground, not daring to move.

Xue Xiao sucked the brains of dozens of beasts in a row, and he couldn't get enough of it, and his claws grabbed a fat yak.

Gordon was lying on the back legs of the yak.

The moment Xue Xiao buried his head and sucked the yak's brain, Gordon rushed out of the bear's skin and jumped up to draw the dagger, and the bright edge of the snow shimmered with a blue light. It was an alchemical elixir that could damage the snow man's nerves and disrupt the body's balance.

Due to the strong anti-toxicity of the snow ray, ordinary poisons have little effect.

"Poof"! The dagger thrust into Xuexiao's right ear hole, oozing a wisp of blood. Xue Xiao roared in pain, swept with his palm, and fell into the air. Gordon had already loosened his dagger and rolled to the side.

The micro-breathing technique did not increase his strength, but it made him agile, agile in his jump, and surprisingly quick in his reflexes.

Snow pounced angrily in front of Gordon, and was about to swing its claws when a cloud of smoke exploded in front of its eyes. The spicy poisonous smoke pierced its eyes, causing it to cry blood, and even the horn on its head stopped shaking.

The strange cries were gone, and the remaining beasts awoke from a dream and fled. Gordon took the opportunity to jump on the back of an ice rhino and rushed straight down the mountain.

Snow grabbed a cloud of snow, wiped her eyes wildly, and chased Gordon viciously. It jumped vertically like a fly, and more than a dozen take-offs and landings narrowed the distance between the two sides.

"Bang!" Snow Ray stepped on a raised rock of ice, bounced off with its strength, and lunged down, its long arms stretched out almost to the thick buttocks of the Ice Rhino. Gordon threw out his wrist thorn and shot it straight at the snow man, but the snow mandrill didn't dodge, allowing the sharp metal thorns to hit its thick neck, and it was bounced away with a "ding".

Gordon didn't hesitate to roll off the rhino's back, and the next moment, the ice rhino was snapped off by the snow ray, and he wailed and collapsed.

Gordon scurried towards a slippery slope and threw two smoke canisters backwards without looking back.

Colored smoke filled the air, obscuring Gordon's back. Xue Xiao hesitated for a moment, and rounded the smoke, and Gordon was already leaning over his skis, sliding down the snow slope like a lightning speed.

Xue Xiao chased after him, and his big white fur feet trampled on the snow and collapsed. Gordon knew that the alchemy secret medicine on the dagger was starting to work, and Xue Xiao's movements were unbalanced, and it was no longer possible to control the power under his feet.

Despite this, the snow rays were still approaching, grabbing pieces of mill-sized ice and snow from time to time and throwing them at Gordon. Blocks of snow exploded around Gordon, splashes of splintered ice piercing the corners of his forehead, blood pouring out.

Gordon turned left and twisted right, constantly adjusting the direction of his skis and rushing towards the northwest corner.

It was the decisive battle he had already chosen: surrounded on three sides by peaks, forming deep valleys, and cliffs at the end of the slopes. The cliff poked out in the air, and the abyss below. On the other side of the cliff is a steep iceberg dozens of meters apart.

Gordon suddenly shouted, and with all his strength, the loud voice echoed all the way through the snow valley, and the surrounding snowdrifts trembled.

The snow rays chased closer and closer, and the snow layer on the mountain shook with an indistinguishable shaking.

In a moment, Gordon slid close to the cliff. "Whoosh!" He shot out the wire cable, and the sharp drill bit drove into the iceberg opposite.

A crack seeped out of the snowy peak, and huge chunks of snow slid from the peaks on both sides, collapsing, merging into a roaring dragon that chased Gordon and Snow Mandrill down in unison.

It's an avalanche!

The white smoke rose into the air, and the ice and snow swept all the way at an astonishing height, threatening to swallow Xue Xiao and Gordon together.

Gordon rushed to the edge of the cliff, pulled the steel cable, and jumped out.

Xue Xiao lunged forward frantically, his huge body swept several meters in the air, and with a slash of his long arm, he brushed Gordon's abdomen, sweeping his leaping figure hard.

"Boom" Gordon broke several ribs and fell to the edge of the cliff with blood splashes. He held his left palm on the ground, gritted his teeth, and Xue Xiao grabbed his arm again, the tip of his claw grabbing Gordon's shoulder.

From behind them, the snow waves rolled and roared, and they were overwhelming.

Snow Man's red, swollen eyes shoot a desperate and resentful light, it will die, but it will drag him to die with it!

An indescribable feeling burst out of Gordon's mind.

Excited!

Only when life and death hang by a thread can he feel the fiercest flame burst out of life.

He enjoys being so close to danger and trying to survive in death!

He drew his knife and slashed, cutting off half of the shoulder flesh that had been caught, and the whole person rushed out of the cliff.

With a loud bang, the snow rays were wrapped in surging white layers and rolled down the abyss below the cliff. Gordon gripped the tightrope and swung high forward, cracked snow sliding behind him, piling up into mountains and drowning the snow rays.

The wire cable dangled in a swift arc in mid-air, leaning against the iceberg. Under the violent force, Gordon bleed from his mouth and nose and tumbled, and he rolled for more than ten meters before being blocked by a pile of ice mounds.

"Almost died." He lay on his back, the wound the size of his shoulder bleeding profusely, and his bones were visible. Hunting the snow mandrill with a cry to lure an avalanche is equivalent to fighting for his life, and if he is slightly poor, even he himself will be buried in the avalanche.

"But I like it." He gasped and laughed, blinking his blue-gray eyes, the endless starry sky reflected in them.

Three days later, Gordon exhumed the body of the Snow Mandrill.

He used a serrated knife to cut the thick skin of the snow ray little by little, and cut out the heart.

The heart of the snow mandrill is like a ruby, the surface of which has long been frozen, and when you knock a small hole, you can see the flowing blood plasma inside, glittering with silver spots. This is the most valuable blood in Xuexiao's body, which not only nourishes qi and blood, but also improves cold resistance.

Gordon drank the plasma, and a hot current rushed into his stomach, and then secreted a trace of essence, flowing to the magic tree in his heart.

The Tree of Destiny is rooted in the heart, and everyone is born with it. The Magic Tree of Ordinary Life is brown, with no branches or roots, only a bare trunk. But Gordon was the exception, his magic tree grew a tiny root that shook slightly to the rhythm of the breathing technique, as if breathing. Because of long-term use of a large amount of tonics, this root is colorful and densely covered with fluff.

With a glimmer of light, the roots absorbed the essence of the plasma, and slowly grew three strands of ice-blue fluff. The fluff is shaped like a snowflake and crystal clear, which means that Gordon's cold resistance in the naked state has been increased by three degrees.

Gordon cut off the horn of the mandrill, put it in his backpack, and left the snowfield.