Chapter 175: Follow-up
The north wind whistled through the snow-covered branches, shaking off a handful of snow white, drenching the dark lines under the tree, he closed his eyes slightly, and quietly used his spiritual power to brush away the snowflakes on his robe, and the faint cyan light blurred out the white robe like snow.
"Come out!" Youwen stretched out his hand and flicked the branches in front of him, glanced at the vast earth, and said lightly into the distance.
The air was still filled with the sound of hunting, and his voice was drowned out in the snow, but he still stood still, glancing somewhere with his arms crossed, as if he was sure that someone would come out from behind the crooked-necked tree.
About half a moment later, a figure really turned out behind the crooked cedar, looking at the dark lines, pulling the skin to outline an extremely ugly sneer, rolling his eyelids and saying, "You, how did you tell that there was someone here?" We're hiding it well! β
Youwen looked coldly at the candle that was staring at him with bulging cheeks, sneered lightly and did not answer, and walked straight to her side, with a dangerous cold glow in his slightly narrowed eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?" β
Candle Tong's white hair was the same as the color of this snow, and it was coiled into two small buns around the top of his head, and he looked a little more dexterous than before, butβ
"Hmph, why can't I come if you can come?" Candle Tong raised her head and raised her chin to squint at the ghost lines that were a head taller than her, and said coldly, "I want to come!" β
"Whatever you-"
The ghost pattern glanced at her, then turned and walked away, and a few rays of light appeared ten zhang away, only to hear a gloomy voice in the air, "Let me remind you first, this place is extremely dangerous!" β
Immediately there was no ghostly figure, there was silence in the white woods, and Candle Tong stared angrily at the place where he disappeared with his hands on his hips, and shouted, "Who wants you to remind?" Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that we lost Senior Sister Xiaochen, we wouldn't have come here! Dead Nether, Stinky Nether, Bastard Nether, I hate your non-yin and non-yang tone the most! β
At this time, a figure appeared in the void behind him, gently stroked Candle Xiao's shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Candle Dang, don't be angry, I see what this Nether said is true!" β
"You actually helped him speak!" Candle Tong vented his anger on Xi Husheng, and his body moved three feet away, glaring at him with his eyes.
"You forgot how we got here?"
Sure enough, as soon as he saw the netherworld, he forgot about business, and only cared about arguing with him, Candle Shui looked into the distance, exhaled heavily, and muttered: "Stinky Pattern!" β
Candle Tong and Shao Yu have been friends for several years, and they are already very familiar with her smell, and they secretly left their own breath on her, I thought it would be a matter of time before I caught up with her, but I didn't expect to enter this cold mountain, and all the smells seemed to be covered-
But even so, Candle Tong still smelled a smell that the heavy snow could not completely cover up - the smell of blood!
Following the smell of blood, the two of them saw the dark lines walking slowly from a distance, and then they had the temptation.
Since the Dark Pattern is here, the place where the Moon Dye is stationed must not be far away, although I don't know why the Dark Pattern in the far south appears here, but something must have happened here!
Candle Tong stared at the snow on the ground up to her calves, her eyes deepened, and then kicked it, instantly drawing a ditch in the snow, showing faint red blood stains on the ground, she was distracted, and she was busy looking at it, but she didn't know that Xi Husheng behind her unconsciously looked at a place in mid-air.
The hidden pattern in the air glanced at Xi Husheng, snorted coldly and left completely, and said secretly in his heart: Why did the people of the demon world get involved?
Xi Husheng retracted his gaze, faintly hooked the corners of his lips, then looked at the half-squatting figure in front of him, helped the stiff body on his back, and asked in a low voice: "Candle Xiao, how are we doing now?" β
"You have to treat Ziyuna first, it's cold and snowy here, and it won't take long for her to be unable to operate her spiritual power!" Candle rubbed her head irritably, and stubbornly rubbed Xiao Qi's neat bun for her into a messy mess.
"Well, go further up the mountain, I, I'm afraid my own strength is not enough-" Xi Husheng's exhaled breath instantly condensed into ice stubble.
Candle Xiao looked at the wind and snow in front of him helplessly, and sighed, "I knew that I was desperately holding that guy from the Netherworld, and now we really don't know how to go!" β
"How long can you hold out?" Candle Tong looked at Xi Husheng, whose breath was a little unstable, and said with concern, "Why don't I carry Ziyun on my back!" β
Xi Husheng shook his head and tightened Ziyun on his back, and insisted: "No need, my strength has already consumed a lot, even if it is too late to breathe at this time, you are different, as long as you maintain your heyday, you can still get a few chances of winning in the end!" β
"What the hell? Ben Fox is awesome now! Candle Tong thought about it and felt that he was right, so he stopped insisting, took a few steps forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you!" β
Xi Husheng smiled faintly, looked into the distance, frowned, and said: "There must be some reason for the sudden disappearance of the bloody qi here, in my opinion, I am afraid it is related to the formation on this ground!" β
"Formation?" Candle Tong lowered his head and looked at the snow ditch that had been cut by himself in a rage before, and he couldn't help frowning, and a dazzling fiery red light burst out from his body, instantly melting the snow in a radius into a steaming mist and dispersing it into the sky.
Sure enough, there were several light dark purple traces on the dark and deep groundβ
"How do you know?" Candle Tong stared at it for a long time, and raised his eyes to look at Xi Husheng, who was still some distance away from her where he was standing, and even looked at the mark that even she ignored.
Xi Husheng scratched his head with a hand quite embarrassed, and said: "I have been fascinated by the way of formation since I was a child, and I often find some ancient books to study, but I only know that this is caused by the formation, no, I don't know the solution, so it is not very useful."
He frowned in annoyance.
"Then there's only one way!" Candle Tong stood up and smiled mysteriously at Xi Husheng.
"What?"
"Wander aroundβ"
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Xi Husheng stared at Ying Ying's smiling candle with his eyes, and then said reproachfully: "Candle Tong, Sister Ziyun can't afford to wait for us to walk around and find your immortal disciple!" β
"Is there any other way?" Candle Tong rolled his eyes, glanced at him, and then pulled his sleeve and walked forward, "Let's go, let's go!" β
Xi Husheng was helplessly pulled by the candle and stumbled in the snow, sighed and followed her footsteps onto a trail - (To be continued.) )