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Cotton braces to protect joints, flints, ropes, thick cotton cloths for sleeping, and spirits.

Afterwards, the group went to another Orion's house to inquire about the whereabouts of the ghost-faced spider.

This hunter was actually the one who witnessed the ghost-faced spider, and the group of Liang Wei and Nai Er were originally going to use him as a guide, but the middle-aged man almost sat down in fright when he heard this request, and quickly cried with a handful of snot and tears.

He said he never wanted to see anything like a ghost-faced spider again in his life, and that the red spider the size of a cow filled him with fear.

Later, there was really no way, since he didn't want to be a guard, he had to give up, and then the witness introduced the guide to the guard, and when he heard that there was a lot of money to be made, even if he risked a little, he decided to do it.

The first is that this guide likes to gamble, and all the major counties in the northern counties owe a lot of foreign debts, and the second is that he learned that the other party is from the Wind Dojo in southern Ionia.

In the words of the guide, "If I succeed, I can pay off my debts with the money you give me, and if I fail, I can pay my debts for myself."

Therefore, the samurai of the Wind Dojo who had no guide to guide the way formed a "extermination group" with this gambler hunter to crusade against the ghost-faced spiders.

It's definitely not overwhelmed, because these twenty-seven people are all masters of the Wind Dojo, and they are also a kind of eye-catching in Ionia.

In the previous Ghost Spider Crusade Campaign, the Wind Dojo had never been involved, but this time it was different, due to the invasion of the Noxian army, the Wind Dojo was destroyed.

Many of the disciples of the Wind Dojo died in that war, and some of the buildings of the Dojo were burned down, and now Ionia has ushered in a "victory", and the Wind Dojo that has escaped from danger is like "winning" the war Ionia has begun to rebuild and rebuild.

However, due to the heavy damage to the Swift Wind Dojo, the number of young people who have gone to Daqing Mountain has begun to decrease in recent years, and the elders in the dojo are worried that it will be a long time before the dojo will fall into the dilemma of having no new disciples, and they accidentally learned that the ghost-faced spider that has not been infested for sixty years has reappeared in the northern counties, so they want to use the prestige of killing the ghost-faced spider that has not been completed for hundreds of years to give the Swift Wind Dojo a chance to add fresh blood.

A slaughtering group composed of specially selected masters in the dojo went to the northern counties.

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At the foot of Mount Loer, the group of Liang Wei, Naiji, and the guide stepped on the legless snow and went deeper step by step.

Sure enough, no one or very few people have been here, and it took nearly two hours to walk, and here is a forest, numerous and towering, and the leaves cover the snow layer by layer into a silvery white coat, and occasionally a gust of wind blows to make the snow fall as beautiful as a white heavy fog, and can be illuminated by the sun in a certain direction with a strange color.

It had been deserted since three hours ago. The mountain was covered with snow all year round, and the silence around it was terrifying, and only the creaking sound of the boots of the twenty-eight of them could be heard as they destroyed the smooth structure of the snow.

Each step was so difficult that they were afraid that one would step on the hole unsteadily, so they were several people holding hands to prevent falling and falling into the possible pothole.

The air was very cold, and from the gap between the robe and the hat, it was like a frozen blade cutting the nose, lips, and cheeks, and the frozen cold air was sucked into the nose, which immediately made the nasal passages tighten, and then I couldn't help coughing.

After wearing it for a long time, people faintly complained and regretted, even if they thought the cotton robe was thick enough, and then the guide asked to add thick cotton wool still seemed to be like transparent glass in the sun, it was still very cold.

"Guide, I think we still seem to be wearing less clothes." Naiji, who was following the guide, put his cotton-gloved hand on his cheek and said vigorously as he exhaled hot air.

"Kid, that's really wrong, now that the movements we wear on our bodies have begun to be sluggish and inconvenient, let alone add some lint to your body, do you think your movements will be as neat as they are now? Do you think you'll still have a chance to kill the ghost-faced spider? As he spoke, the guide stopped and stepped over a thick piece of broken wood in front of him, turned around and pulled Naji's hand over again, and said with a smile: "Its innate advantage is much stronger than ours, it is not afraid of the cold itself, and there are many fine hairs on its legs that can sense the fluctuations around it, that is, if it is nearby, the discussion between us, crossing the broken wood, and stepping on the snow have all clearly reached its ears."

"By the way, it doesn't have ears." The guide corrected his words, then looked at all the samurai who had come to him, and said, "Let's go on, the sun won't wait for us."

A world of silver and cold is full of distant silence and ear noise, and although the leaves and snow cover the leaves keep the sun out of the Lore woods, there is still plenty of light to see clearly, but unfortunately, the dusk and night here are much faster than the cold and dark outside.

The temporary cold froze the memories of the thoughts that had made her daze in Naji's head, and now she just wanted to hurry, hoping that the guide would stop, and then set up a bonfire in that corner where there was no snow or cold wind.

"My ...... Mouth...... All...... Frozen Wood ...... ......" Naiji, who had lost sensation in her hands and feet and was beginning to itch, couldn't help but mutter, although she deliberately made a very small sound, she still hoped that someone could hear her distress.

After looking forward to it for a while, she saw that the samurai beside her were also gritting their teeth and holding on.

Although they are persistent, their strength is stronger than their own......

Naji silently made an excuse for herself, and then began to complain in her heart about the elders of the Wind Dojo.

They were the ones who caused her to suffer all these sins.

Just walking silently, suddenly a few pieces of snow fell above his head, and immediately the snow fell next to him one after another.

Naji looked up, and the layers of snow on the leaves of the towering trees began to crumble as large snowflakes began to fall from the cracks in the trees.

She gritted her teeth, then sighed, shook her head and said to herself sadly: "This, it's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight!"

Like a deflated balloon, Naji drooped his head and turned towards the guide mechanically.

At this time, he is the backbone.

(To be continued.) )