"......" An Xiaoyu said in his heart: If I give you all of myself, then I will be eaten by you, even if I win, what's the use? Even if his vision may be disturbed by the Siling Illusion, but the Blood Killing Rat will not. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he still insists on seeing with his own eyes.

He stabbed Si Ling's waist and abdomen! Break through Si Ling's illusion interference! Si Ling also did not pause at all, did not retreat but advanced, the horse step turned into an arrow step, the dagger in both hands turned into a single-handed whip, and he waved out-

The fireworks dagger is non-physical and can be turned into a long one at any time. Instead, she controlled the rhythm on the field!

An Xiaoyu was also shocked by her windward slash, and took the blood killing knife back, letting the blade seal the whip.

The two blades have now completed their first all-out head-to-head confrontation. The strong aura rebounded, making An Xiaoyu's arms a little numb. And Si Ling's situation is obviously worse.

If An Xiaoyu completely gave his body to the Blood Killing Rat to lead, he wouldn't feel numb at all. Because the Blood Killer despises the weakness of the body, it ignores any warnings of numb and painful body.

Fireworks and Jin Sheng, on the other hand, do not have the strong idea of controlling the host such as killing rats with blood. They're just keen to make up their voices. Once recognized, they are handed over to the host to play.

So Si Ling's battle is completely on his own. After being hurt, she reacted even more strongly.

How could An Xiaoyu let her go, while she was deflated, she picked up the big knife with the bloody knife in her hand, and gave her a flower rain in one go! - If this were an ordinary person, it would have been cut to the bones.

You must know An Xiaoyu's knife technique, just like a giant python turning over, extremely smooth, in the fierce knife wind, the killing machine is exposed, and it is soaked into the bones of people.

The slashing and slashing, the cold and ferocious, especially the last form, are evil to the extent of beauty, and the blade makes a strange whistling sound, which can directly send people's souls to hell.

And Si Ling's figure disappeared. What she just did was an illusion. An Xiaoyu's sword wind slashed through her phantom and killed the people behind her. She believed that the Angry Eagle could help her stop!

And she herself deceived An Xiaoyu's side. "This cunning illusion!" The blood killing rat was very shocking.

But even it has to admit that this slippery jump is very beautiful.

Moreover, Si Ling also exuded a murderous aura! It's not easy to be born as an illusory host, and to be able to emit a murderous aura that it even admits to it!

Si Ling was about to hit An Xiaoyu, but paused. An Xiaoyu turned his head to stare at her, with the same appearance as Sixiao. But what made Si Ling pause was not only his appearance, but also his gaze.

It is hate, but it is not complete; It's a grievance, but it's not all. She didn't want to be amorous and say that he was in love with her, but his gaze ...... It really made her feel familiar.

The blade blocked the dagger. The blood killing knife rippled up layers of blood waves, and the killing poke was completely unfolded.

Si Ling just paused. She could find a reason for herself: the illusion she unfolded in order to seduce An Xiaoyu also lowered her own judgment.

She's just a momentary weakness. However, the consequences are fatal. An Xiaoyu wiped horizontally and straightened, opening and closing. The big and small red sisters died instantly. Si Ling made the most cold-blooded decision in an emergency: she used the corpses of the big and small red sisters to make a terrifying phantom and contain An Xiaoyu.

She used this opportunity to take Angry Eagle and Li Yan to the periphery of the trap! It's just the periphery, and it's not completely out of it! An Xiaoyu had already chased after him.

Si Ling is running out of power. The damage caused by the big red is finally about to attack.

She thought, if she made a big move at the cost of her own life, I don't know if she could save Li Yan and Angry Eagle from getting out completely? However, before she could move, the Angry Eagle moved first.

The angry eagle pounced directly on An Xiaoyu's blade, without even saying a word. He knew that Si Ling would not let him die in vain. His fingers directly hurt Si Ling's face.

That's a severed finger. It was An Xiaoyu who smashed him in anger. But behind his shattered body, An Xiaoyu suddenly saw Si Ling's fire-breathing gaze! No. No way. How could her gaze be hotter than blood.

The officers and soldiers who surrounded it were shocked to see the bloody knife rolled back towards the main general. An Xiaoyu's whole person turned into a bloody person. They can smell the burnt smell of flesh and skin.

Si Ling took advantage of the sacrifice of the angry eagle to open up the space for his illusion to play, so that An Xiaoyu was counterattacked.

Other officers and soldiers are not at all abusive. Si Ling took Li Yan and finally managed to escape.

The officers and soldiers were not stupid, and they also found out: "Hey, the target seems to have escaped." ”

"It's not like, it's just a short escape!" "Then should we catch up?" "We have to chase and chase, after all, this is our task." "That's a good point! Why don't you chase after you? "Shhhhh

In the field, An Xiaoyu, who had obviously become a fire man and a villain, stood up again.

In his eyes, there was an evil light flashing: "You incompetent people can all die." ”

The officers and soldiers did not hear his heart, and were still hesitating whether to come to his rescue: "The main general - wow! ”

They finally thought about escaping, but it was too late. Countless terrible screams rang out.

Soon, there were no more officers and soldiers alive on the field, only the sound of squeaking and chewing.

An Xiaoyu is no longer human, just like a beast, lying on the ground licking flesh and blood: "Squeak squeak!" Finally, we can have a full meal. This time, the owner has supported it for a long time, but it is still not strong enough. Next, what kind of master can I find......"

Suddenly he stopped, put his hands on the ground, and returned to his more human-like appearance.

He was very surprised: "Major General An...... Master, are you still there? ”

"Yes, I'm here." He himself replied, "You don't want to devour me. ”

"It's really impressive to be able to maintain myself in this situation...... "Is it the protection of these gloves?" ”

An Xiaoyu knew it was joking...... But maybe not. Lingjue doesn't necessarily know what a joke is.

He can still maintain himself, not because he likes himself too much, but because he loathes himself too much.

To some extent, disgust can go further than love and hate.

If you lose yourself, how can you hate it? If disgust cannot be stopped, how can the object of disgust disappear? From this point of view...... "Yes, it's really the support of these gloves." "He's straightening up his white gloves, which are no longer white at all.

Then he fell to the ground and lost his strength again.

In the process of fighting against the blood rat to maintain himself, he forced himself to use too much strength. Now, he's going to need a very, long time to rest......

Before he fell into a complete slumber, he had already thought about how to take advantage of the current situation.

He can blame the death of the officers and soldiers and the big and small red on the Green Turban Army, and smear the already dark Green Turban Army a little blacker! In other words, the word "green" originally has the meaning of "black"! For example, isn't Qingsi black hair? It can be seen that the name of the Green Turban Army is really bad!

The big and small red sisters of the Qiu family were obviously also bought by the Green Turban Army, so they would take in the leader of the Xiulu Alliance. But under the pursuit of the imperial court, the Green Turban Army abandoned its own people! What a despicable army this is!

And when the prince saw that so many officers and soldiers would be slaughtered by the Green Turban Army, he would be more afraid and could only rely more on An Xiaoyu, right? An Xiaoyu will be seriously injured, but fortunately he will not die, and the prince will be more ...... to him Cherish it, right?

Even in such a predicament, he knew how to use it. Not only does he use others, but he also uses himself. And the person he hates the most in the whole world, he will help him and wagging his tail at him and beg for mercy, just so that his position can be more stable!

How can he not be disgusted by himself like this...... Before An Xiaoyu fell into a coma, he thought.

Si Ling went to Hayama. The current farmer is active in Hayama. This year's farmer is called Xia Zaidao. It was he who provided the spiritual weapon.

Si Ling wants to win Xia Zaidao's trust and get the secret of the spirit weapon. Her method is very simple: she wants to be an apprentice again. "I'm right to help you." Li Yan said, "But are you sure you have time?" ”

"I watched the mental activity of the little red girl." Si Ling said embarrassedly. This would have been very immoral, but at that time, the situation was urgent, and Si Ling had no other choice.

She saw that the little red girl didn't say anything: because of robbing the same girl, Xia Zaidao had a falling out with Director Qiu. After that, Xia Zaido avoided Hayama. Even Curator Qiu didn't know his whereabouts.

Now the spirit weapons of the Qiu Family Martial Arts Hall are still hoarded before the collapse. The girl they robbed was married to Director Qiu, who was the big and red lady. It is estimated that these two men have no chance to reconcile.

But Xia Zaidao is really a seed of infatuation, and then quietly came to see if the girl in his heart was doing well. Xiaohong looks too much like her mother when she was young, so Xia Zaidao is very good to Xiaohong.

Xiaohong didn't know who he was at first, but she knew that there was a mysterious uncle who always brought her delicious food and fun, and didn't let her tell her family. Later, he slowly told her the secret.

So Xiaohong knew about Yushan, and even the owner of the Qiu Pavilion didn't know, so how could she reveal it to An Xiaoyu?

Si Ling is here in Yushan, and there is still time. When she arrived, she found that the fields in the mountains were so beautifully planted - kao! Can this also be called Tian?

This is fundamentally a modern demonstration planting base! They are all rare plants! In fact, according to this planting technique, even a cucumber can be like a bonsai. What's more, it's all good stuff here!

What ginseng poria, what yellow peony chrysanthemum - before the word chrysanthemum was completely destroyed in modern times, it was still synonymous with Qingjie. A pot of chrysanthemums that are particularly well planted can be sold for a sky-high price.

And at this time, there are countless treasures with sky-high prices! Si Ling was dizzying—wait a minute, there's the Spirit Plant!

Well, in the rivers and lakes, it is said that there are some precious medicinal herbs that can replenish qi and blood.

But basically, it is something that condenses the aura of heaven and earth, which can replenish people's aura.

It's like adding gasoline and the car will run; It's like adding a battery and the appliance works.

And there are a lot of spirit strains here! Si Ling felt that she had really picked up a treasure. And the people in the surrounding mountains ...... But I just thought that the alchemist lived at this time?

She saw Xia Zaidao and the disciples of the Xia family. The disciples are all diluted and peaceful, just like Xia Zaidao himself.

Si Ling was very surprised: In this world, this kind of peaceful person is difficult to find, and there can be a group?

If this Xia Zaidao is not a very powerful brainwasher, he should be a very powerful educator...... Or is there no difference between the two at all?

Xia Zaidao took his disciples to cultivate and water in the garden. They don't communicate much with each other, but their movements are extremely coordinated. It's as if an insect is directing many of its arthropods, rather than a group of people cooperating.

At this time, some disciples saw Si Ling and stepped forward to say hello. Si Ling returned the salute and said what she meant: she pretended to be here to ask for alchemy, and she also specially brought some spirit strains herself.

The disciple brought the spirit plant up to Xia Zaidao to see. After Xia Zaidao checked it, he sighed: "This son is here to test me!" The spirit plants he brought were all old. This shows that he also knows the way of alchemy, right? ”

The disciple clasped his hands together and said, "What the master said is extremely true. Then he took the spirit plant and returned it to Si Ling: "The guest himself understands alchemy and has good materials, why don't you refine it yourself?" But you want to come to me? ”

Those few spiritual materials were originally found by Li Yan for Si Ling, as long as they were refined, they could become elixirs that were very helpful for healing injuries and replenishing qi. Si Ling originally borrowed this to knock on the door, but when he heard the disciple expose it, he smiled and said, "These medicinal materials were originally given to me by my friend." I really don't understand it myself. ”

Listening to the top layers of ginseng, Xia Zaidao spoke in a loud voice, like a dusk drum and morning bell, and all the disciples bowed down to listen. And what he said was just the most ordinary of words: "Then please come up." ”

His internal strength is not high, and his voice is like that of ordinary people, spreading half a mountain, which is a little low. With the help of Jin Sheng, Si Ling was able to hear. However, for some reason, these disciples comprehended it one by one.

His command was like a wind walking on the grass, blowing through layers of disciples, and finally reaching Si Ling.

Si Ling went up the mountain and was finally fortunate to see Xia Zaidao himself up close. She didn't understand why the Qiu family's housewife didn't choose Xia Zaidao when she was young. Xia Zaidao looked like a person that ordinary women were happy to marry at this time - he was neither tall nor short, just the height at which ordinary women could rest their heads on their shoulders, with clean skin and elegant temperament.

Now that the weather is a little cold, he still only wears a single shirt, which is Huangge; Black and white cloth shoes and socks underneath. It looks like a fairy in the world.

He was also very polite to Si Ling. Si Ling couldn't say if he could see that she had other intentions. But he was still very friendly to Si Ling, and asked her some questions that normal elders would ask their juniors.

It was precisely because they were so normal that those questions made it difficult for Si Ling to answer. She tried her best to make up some answers, so Xia Zaidao's face became gloomy, and his hand hung down slightly, as if Si Ling had disappointed him very much.

He didn't blame Si Ling, but his disappointment made Si Ling naturally feel too heavy, and took the initiative to explain to him: "I'm sorry! My background...... It's a bit complicated. That's ......"

"Well, that's right." Xia Zaidao thoughtfully didn't let Si Ling explain any more, but said: "I'll take the things first, you go and rest first." ”

They have special rooms for guests to rest, which are made of wooden planks, and there are many potted plants or simply planted in the ground. The floor in the room was also muddy, but it was clean and flat. Living in it, my heart is relaxed, and the tiredness of the long time hits my heart again, and I want to sleep well in this rare resting place.

Si Ling lay down and wanted to sink into a sweet dream. Suddenly, I opened my eyes again, and my heart was clear.

She said, "If I fall asleep, you have another disciple, right?" - No, these disciples are all your masters, right? "Her voice is not high. As soon as she finished speaking, the planks on the walls suddenly fell off piece by piece and flew out.

The roof fell to Si Ling. Si Ling blew lightly upward. The golden formula acts on the roof. Although it was mostly wood rather than metal, he was still persuaded by the sound of gold to fly away.

Si Ling was now lying in the open air, with nothing to hide. The disciples of the farmland surrounded her from a distance of six feet, without any expression on their faces, like countless puppets.

Si Ling sat up and saw Xia Zaidao. He was also expressionless now, and that kind look had disappeared. It's not fierce. But Si Ling felt a chill in her body.

It's as if you're in the middle of nowhere. Plants don't have any particular ill will towards you. But you know that you have no one else to help you, and you will die here. And they don't mind turning your flesh into their fertilizer, and you're going to feel chills like that.

Xia Zaidao and all his disciples looked at Si Ling, treating her as a dying person. They have no particular ill will towards her, but are more than willing to accept her as their ...... Manure.

"So that's what you got the artifact, right?" Si Ling stared at Xia Zai and said, "Copy and grow." "All his disciples have a similar temperament to him, because they have all assimilated with him.

He didn't know much about the nature of the artifact at first, and only used the "Detection" function. This function allows Qiu Wuguan to probe the physiological state of disciples when recruiting students. And after getting to know each other well, the "copy" function can be launched. That is the basis why Qiu Dahong can fight against Si Ling: she copied Si Ling's energy.

Xia Zaidao went to the next level. He replicated life. Those disciples were originally like Si Ling, who came up to the mountain to ask for him, or had other plans. But Xia Zaidao fully exerted the function of the spiritual weapon, and made everyone the same as him.

"Now I'm not going to let you get away with it." Si Ling regretfully informed him, "I originally wanted to tell you that someone might come to take your spiritual weapon. But it seems that I am going to take your spiritual weapon myself. ”

Xia Zaidao nodded: "If you take it, you won't have to make excuses." ”

"No, if you don't hurt me, I really won't rob you of something!" Si Ling tried hard to put on a loyal face. But apparently, Xia Zaidao didn't listen at all. It can't be helped. There is no basis for empty words, fight first for respect!

Si Ling released Jin Shengjue! Jin Kemu. Xia Zaidao's ability is wooden, and Si Ling can restrain him.

However, Xia Zaidao had just had a brief contact with Si Ling, and he had already copied some of Si Ling's abilities. In fact, his cultivation of spiritual weapons has reached this point, and he doesn't need to really contact the other party, he can use the spirit whisker to find out. When Si Ling went to rest in the cabin, he also used wooden planks and dirt to release the spirit beard, and also studied Si Ling's abilities.

It was precisely because his spirit whisker touched Si Ling and studied it too deeply that Si Ling was shocked from his dream, found that he had made a calculation, and turned over in time.

Si Ling Jin Sheng Yu Zhen, Xia Zaidao used wood mana to make a cushion, and used the copied Si Ling ability to fight back. Si Ling used fireworks again. Xia Zaidao still wants to copy the fireworks, and he must first find out the essence of Si Ling's move. As a result, Si Ling's spiritual skills were too complicated and her spiritual power was too strong, but Xia Zaidao was suppressed by her, lured into a desperate way, and his eyes were confused, and he couldn't get out for a while. He himself is a very experienced person in the struggle with the spirit of others, and he knows that this is the time to lose his voice very early. But Si Ling clamped him too firmly, his head was dripping and sweating, and he couldn't get out.

Si Ling took the opportunity to stab Xia Zaidao directly - ah, obviously stabbed, how could he be stabbed by the one who was stabbed, and it wasn't Xia Zaidao? Became another disciple with an obscure face?

"It's useless." Xia Zaidao luckily got out, his voice was ethereal, and it sounded between each disciple, "Everyone is me, I am everyone." How could you possibly get rid of me? Even you're me! ”

Yes, even Si Ling's heart echoed Xia Zaidao.

Could it be that even Siling was deeply rooted by Xia Zaidao's demon roots? She has become Xia Zaidao's captive? Xia Zaidao is waiting! When she really went to test the depths of her heart, was there any part that had been tested by Xia Zaidao. Then his whiskers can follow the tentacles of her thinking into the depths of her soul and get the most authentic analysis data of her soul. At that time, he could really get Si Ling!

Si Ling pondered for a moment, and lowered his face. The face was stretched like a rolling shutter door, completely blocking Xia Zaidao's spiritual whiskers: "You didn't capture me at all!" I can hear your voice in my heart, just because you just copied a part of my golden voice and sent your voice directly to my heart. But what is copied is never ontological authentic. How can you hide from me! ”

As soon as the fireworks dagger fell, she cut off the sound from Xia Zaidao and threw it back!

Xia Zaidao's attack failed. But Si Ling knew that he was right about one thing: it was difficult to distinguish between him and the clones. In other words, it is difficult to distinguish between him and his disciples. Could it be that Si Ling really had to kill everyone in order to finally kill his true body?

Si Ling held a fireworks dagger and walked around the field. The disciples all looked at death as if they were at home, and all of them had the same vague faces. Si Ling really couldn't beat them all to death. And they can wait for the opportunity to beat Si Ling! After all, before being assimilated by Xia Zaidao, they could all bring their own skills. None of these skills have disappeared, and they still pose a threat to Si Ling.

At present, Si Ling's situation is very passive. While parrying, she shouted to Xia Zaidao: "You guy who can only copy, what kind of hero are you!" ”

"Agitation doesn't work for me." Xia Zaidao kindly told her, "Do you think copying is easy? In the past, I copied human beings in the beginning, and it turned out to be the same as mine, and my shortcomings were also restored. We all have the same ambition and the same desire. Who can do the ontology? That's a life-and-death struggle! Do you know how long it took us to evolve to finally reach this perfect balance? We have removed unnecessary ambitions and desires. No dispute can be long-term. Your Agitation Illusion really doesn't work for us. ”

As he spoke, Si Ling was still roaming around the field, still unable to bear to kill these puppets. The puppets have no mercy on her. Si Ling was so embarrassed that her hair was scattered and sweat was dripping.

But her eyes lit up: there is! "Xia Zaidao, you are them, they are you." She smiled, "But why is there only one person who can be the ontology?" ”

Xia Zaidao's voice was confused: "What do you mean by this?" - Ahh ”

Separating all the puppets, Si Ling pointed the dagger straight at one disciple: Why is there a compromise between the clone and the body? "Thank you for telling me that you have reached no quarrel." Only the balance of power can achieve indisputability. However, it is obviously advantageous to do ontology. What kind of considerations can offset the desire to be an ontology? Because there are also disadvantages to doing ontology!

"Just now I tried to attack everybody. Everyone moved. But only one person did not move. Because he can't move! The downside of the body is that he can't move anymore! ”

The man grew in the ground like a plant. He can release tentacles, but his body can no longer move. Therefore, among all these people, they are willing to give up to one person to be the ontology. That entity can command them, and the price to pay is that they can no longer move.

Si Ling's fireworks dagger stabbed into his body. His face slowly changed, changing back to Xia Zaidao's appearance.

He looked down at his feet. The foot was still stuck in the ground, and he couldn't move.

The puppets panicked and scattered, but they didn't know how to escape, and they ran back, unconsciously bumping into each other and making gurgling sounds.

When the main body is damaged, they also quickly wooden. Their bodies are stiffened, and their only remaining meanings become disorganized. Si Ling hit the "regeneration flower" hard.

――This recipe is called "regeneration" and is based on flowers. Before awakening, it was in the shape of a flower bud, and the scales were blue-gray and tightly closed, as if it were a stone egg. After awakening, the scales gradually stretched, first stretching out the spirit beard. In the beginning, the whiskers were hard. Xia Zaidao broke them off, and they became small sticks used by martial arts test students.

After continuous awakening, the regenerated flower's whiskers will become softer and softer, and eventually become invisible.

Increasingly, the Regenerative Flower needs to sink into the dirt to grow, and its host serves as its connection to the world on the ground. That is, its host must have its feet stretched out in the center of the flower, and its body protruding on the ground, like an antenna. Otherwise, the regenerated flowers cannot grow further.

Now Si Ling has peeked into the secret and hit Xia Zaidao hard. Xia Zaidao suddenly seemed to be awake, and stretched out his hand to beg her: "Help me pull it out!" ”

"Why?" Si Ling asked, "Is this some kind of conspiracy?" Can't you pull it out yourself? ”

"You've heard the phrase 'powerless,' right?" Xia Zaidao asked her rhetorically.

"If I'm not mistaken...... Si Ling confirmed with him, "if you are forcibly separated from the Regeneration Flower, your contract with its host will be terminated, and it will no longer recognize you as its master?" ”

"Yes." Xia Zaidao nodded with difficulty. Even so, he hoped that Si Ling would pull him out.

"Is this some kind of conspiracy?" Si Ling asked him. Xia Zaidao closed his eyes heavily: "It's that I feel too tired." Help me get out now, please! ”

"If I'm not mistaken...... Si Ling cautiously analyzes the form, "If I pull you out, Regeneration Flower will want me to continue to be the host." If I can't resist, I'll be planted in the ground in your place. ”

"And what are you going to do?" Xia Zaidao went out and asked, "Do you want to gamble?" ”

Si Ling was silent for a while. She stared at Xia Zaidao, and Xia Zaidao also looked back at her.

The two grandmaster-level spiritual power masters confronted each other like this. The disciples next to them huddled together, feeling the pressure of their confrontation, and they were all sweating like rain in this winter. There are only two people in the field, just like the color of their clothes, one is as simple as Ge, and the other is as clear as the sky.

While estimating Xia Zaidao's thoughts, Si Ling suddenly lost his mind. She thought: Chuanying buried in the snow, I don't know what happened. Will it be reborn in another world.

As if sensing her thoughts, the snowdrifts in the valley moved, and a foraging sparrow was startled and flew away. After hovering in the sky for a while, it couldn't resist its curiosity and flew back again.

The snow was quiet for a long time, and suddenly a snow monster flew out from under the snow, and at once the snow dust was shot out like a cannonball. The sparrow flapped its wings and wanted to run away, but before it could "chirp" in its little voice, it was caught by the snow monster.

The snow monster looked at the sparrow for a moment, as if it didn't recognize it. The sparrow's small black eyes were full of terror, and if it was a human, he might have pleaded and said, "You let me go!" ”

The snow monster looked at the sparrow for a moment, thought it was funny, and opened its mouth to smile. That smile was like a flower.

His mouth opened with a grin, and he bit the sparrow's head into his mouth, chewed for a while, and spat out the feathers and bones. The eating appearance is not good, the hair and bone removal are quite unskilled, and after eating, there are blood stains in front of him. He looked down, but he was not satisfied, so he grabbed a handful of snow and wiped himself well.

The neighing of horses could be heard in the distance, and he looked up attentively and listened.

It was a horse ridden by the court's pursuers in the past. After the avalanche, there was a horse that was not dead, wandering through the mountains without being caught by anyone, and the saddlebag was never removed.

The snow monster followed the sound and walked towards it. On the way, the snow fell heavily again.

It's getting colder. Snow caps are back on the top of the mountain. In the past, there were people from the Green Turban Army who searched and rescued Chuanying, but the snow in the valley could not be emptied. Pull out some and the new snow flows back in. Locals say: There will be no hope until spring. This dug up is already a corpse anyway, and there is no way to live, and there is no hurry. It makes sense, coupled with the fact that the king of the town is blockading more and more tightly, the Green Turban Army had no choice but to retreat first and give up the rescue.

How surprised would they be if they were still here and saw a snow monster crawling out of the valley floor?

The snow monster listened to the neighing of the horse and slowly touched it forward. For a moment, the neighing stopped. He stood there, losing his bearings, turning his head to listen slowly.

He heard the distant sound of hard hooves digging into the snowdrift, so he laughed and walked towards the sound, and sure enough, after a while, he heard the sound of a horse snorting again.

At this time, the snow monster became more and more cautious. Like an animal foraging for food, he lowered his body and walked forward. I saw the horse. The horse, too, sensed the approaching danger, and kept turning, turning his ears, snorting, and very agitated, trying to figure out where the crisis was coming from.

The snow monster's movements were so light that the horse couldn't even hear them. The snow monster finally got close enough to the horse. The horse was startled and seemed to have finally discovered who was hunting it.

It wanted to run, but it was too late! The snow monster leaped to its feet and pounced on it, clutching its mane tightly. The horse was frightened and began to run wildly, trying to throw off the knight on the horse. But the snow monster was always clinging to it. Like a piece of dog skin plaster. Its unloaded saddle bridle helped humanity to enslave it. But even without the blessing of the saddle bridle, the snow monster's riding skills are extraordinary.

The horse had been running for a long time, and when he was tired, he could no longer run, and his hooves slowed down, and he recognized the sovereignty of the humans above him. It snorted servilely in its nostrils, acknowledging its master.

Snow monsters are no ordinary humans. When an ordinary human conquers a good horse, he should be rewarded with patting the horse's neck, giving him some forage and candy, and slowly riding the horse back. The snow monster patted the horse's neck, but it showed its fangs, and it was evident that it longed for the horse's flesh, which was more searing and abundant than a sparrow.

The horse was frightened, its hooves folded, and it collapsed on the ground. When the snow monster looked down to gnaw on its neck, it saw its eyes. Its eyes are as clear as a mirror.

The snow monster forgot to gnaw on it, stared at it for a long time, let go of its neck, and took the reins.

The horse, having rested on the ground for a while, regained its strength, survived, and submitted to the new master's authority, slowly let go of its hooves, and went down the mountain.

People say that old horses know the way. Horses have a talent for finding the way. The horse had been running wild in the mountains for a long time, probably out of fear of losing its owner and avalanches. Now that there is a lord again, it has planted a new master and gone back to the mountain.

On the way, the snow monster touched the bag tied to the saddle and heard a ding-dong sound inside. He opened it, and saw that there were stones of gold and silver, and some of them were in the shape of leaves, and they were very beautiful. In addition, there is jerky. He put this directly in his mouth and chewed it, which was much better than a sparrow. While chewing, he continued to look through them, and saw some small beautiful things, such as a few pieces of paper, on which the drawings were quite beautiful.

In fact, it is a silver ticket, which can be exchanged nationwide, and it is hundreds of taels of silver!

None of the court's pursuers had such a deposit. This is their activity fund, which can only be used when necessary, and if it is used without authorization, it will not be able to report the account, and it will be punished!

The snow monster curiously took out the silver ticket, rubbed it in his hand, and looked at it blindfolded at the sun, lost interest, and lost it.

He believed in the reins of his horse, and walked and walked until he came to a brook. The stream has frozen. He looked at himself on the ice, his eyebrows and nose were covered in blood and ice ballast. He was so dissatisfied that he smashed the ice with one punch. The water splashed and startled him.

Until he found that the water under the ice was just water, he was not afraid, picked up the water, and washed his face. The face that appeared under the snow chips was indeed the Eagle Transmission. (To be continued.) )