Snowflakes are falling.

The ropes of the wooden bridge were frozen hard and covered with ice picks.

On the opposite side of this rope wooden bridge is the mountain road up the Misty Peak...

In this case –

"I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid at all! ”

The voice of the White Mist Divine Son sounded behind the Xicheng style.

"I know you're not afraid. But if you hug me so tightly, I'm going to throw you off the bridge. ”

Xichengshi, who stepped on the wooden bridge, said in a cold tone.

There's no way, the strength of the White Mist Divine Son is a bit big, and it makes him breathe a little uncomfortable.

"W-no! Shiki-kun! I'm obedient! I'm obedient! Don't leave me behind! I'm so scared right now! ”

As soon as he heard Xicheng's words, the White Mist Divine Son couldn't help but choke up.

Her eyes were full of tears, her mouth was deflated, and she buried her head in great sadness, and she didn't dare to use so much force in her hands.

There's no way, the fear of heights isn't something she's really afraid of shouting slogans at all.

The West Castle style walked forward step by step.

The planks under his feet creaked and groaned, and the wooden ropes connected to them swayed.

But it's okay... Despite the above-mentioned unstable factors, the Xicheng style still made it to the middle of the wooden rope bridge.

The next road, as long as nothing goes wrong, shouldn't be much of a problem-

That's what Nishijo originally thought.

But there will always be some inexplicable changes in life.

He looked up at the gray sky overhead.

Strange and terrifying screams came from overhead.

Under Xicheng's gaze, the human-headed eagle-like skeleton swooped down on him.

It's hard to imagine what that immortal power is, that can stitch together the human body and the animal's body without difference...

The more you dig into... It seems that the more you find out... The secret behind the White Mist Family.

The remains of this human's head eagle body were obviously aimed at the Xicheng style, its body swooped down, and its black and yellow teeth were aimed at the Xicheng style's head and bit hard!

Boom!!!

Xicheng-style kicked the opponent away, and then grabbed it out of thin air with his right hand, and the mist of Mori Bai's coffin squeezed into a sharp white javelin.

In order to ensure lethality, he also doped it with death gas.

Xicheng's eyes shone with a cold light.

Arms are bowed and feet are steady.

And then!

The arm was flattened, and the mist javelin with strong inertia and the strength of the Nishijo-style itself directly pierced the chest of the staggering skeleton that was kicked by the Nishijo-style just now.

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Blood Burst!

The powerful force shot it directly from mid-air and nailed it to the surface of the rock wall.

The White Mist Divine Son looked at all this, and his beautiful eyes widened even more.

She knows that the Xicheng style is very powerful.

But she didn't expect the Xicheng style to be so powerful.

After all, all the way through the Westside, he either tore apart the wreckage that came at him, or kicked them through...

As soon as I grabbed it out of thin air, a scene of a miserable white javelin emerged... She didn't know anything about that.

"Shiki-kun is so powerful!" She hugged Xicheng's head excitedly, and a soft and beautiful face rubbed against his face.

Xicheng felt the touch on his face and couldn't help but look at her more.

White Mist Divine Son like this... If it's really a girlfriend, it's probably that kind of canine girlfriend.

But...

Xicheng Shi ignored the actions of the White Mist Divine Son, but just moved under his feet-

It was a quick run forward.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of stepping on a wooden plank.

The fragile plank rope bridge looked crumbling under the rough movement, and many of the planks shook off the bottom of the cliff.

This sudden move made the White Mist Divine Son also a little dazed.

Why do you suddenly run so fast?

Aren't all the living bones already settled? Why do you have to rush forward...?

These questions were held in the heart of the White Mist Divine Son.

But she didn't have to ask.

The next moment-

There was a rustling sound at the bottom of the cliff.

There was only one sound at first, and it was very faint.

But soon, the sound gradually deformed and distorted, turning into a dense and poignant sound!

Black press... There were fifty or sixty human-headed eagles... I'm rushing towards the wooden bridge from the bottom of the valley!

In addition, there are also some ape figures rushing out from all over the opposite mountain road.

They stirred up their resentful eyes, and some of the apes even had thallium knives and kitchen knives in their hands.

Some of the skeletons have a missing head, revealing a piece of black flesh in it.

Some of the skeletons had their eyes pierced through with knives.

Some of the corpses' mouths were torn to pieces by knives...

In a word - various... All sorts of terrifying figures.

It's all rushing towards the West City Style and the White Mist Divine Son!

Xicheng-style paused at his feet, and his eyes quickly flashed with brilliance.

The mountain road ahead was washed by these ape remains, and the remains of people with the head of an eagle in the back would soon knock the wooden bridge to pieces!

There is no way to survive either in front or behind.

Then there's only one thing you can do!

"Hold on, Miko!"

Xicheng Shi turned his head to look at the White Mist Miko.

This little girl is very timid, so it is better to comfort her at this time.

But what Xicheng didn't expect was that the White Mist Shenzi gently touched his face with his hand as if he was comforting him:

"It's okay, Shiki-kun, I've always believed in you. Even if I die this time, I will die with you. ”

Her words made Xicheng's eyes twinkle.

The White Mist Divine Son actually said something wrong.

She can't die if she has an immortality spell.

But not to die... In this dangerous environment, it is more terrifying than death.

Think about it.

Xicheng died, and the White Mist Divine Son fell into a situation of no one to protect him.

She will not die, and she will be tortured and killed by the living corpses.

Break limbs, eat heads, be chopped off with thallium knives...

Because they don't die, they will die countless times.

This is undoubtedly a torture worse than death.

But even so, the White Mist Divine Son was still able to say 'I believe in you' in an extraordinarily serious tone...

This sentence undoubtedly carries a heavy weight.

Thinking of this, Xicheng subconsciously frowned his eyebrows, directly slapped the palm of the white mist god son comforting him, and said without looking back:

"A high school girl, don't be sentimental, or I'll just throw you down."

Uh-

Xicheng's particularly disgusting action made the white mist god who was moved by himself stunned.

She even opened her mouth wide in astonishment, and her big beautiful eyes were round

This...

The plot is completely wrong!

According to the plot of the general novel, shouldn't Xicheng be moved by himself here?

This... This attitude is completely wrong!

What the hell is going on with you!

The white and tender face of the White Mist Divine Son was red with anger, and she tried to argue with reason:

"It's not... Shiki-kun! Shouldn't you be so moved by me? Wait - no... What do you want?! Shiki-kun! ”

A frightened cry came from the mouth of the White Mist Divine Son.

Because in her sight.

Xicheng style turned out to be-

With one hand, the axe took the initiative to break the wooden bridge!

Time...

In the middle of the cliff... The terrified screams of the White Mist Divine Son resounded.