"Hehe, Lao Tzu teleported up," looking at the height of this icicle, Murong Xiaotian smiled proudly, the height of this icicle is much lower than the ice peak of the Snow God Condor, and it is completely within the movement range of his teleportation skills, "Haha, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that it can't be teleported once in six hours?" "Murong Xiaotian is happy now, let alone six hours, as long as he is given twenty minutes, he is absolutely confident that he will successfully teleport up.

Murong Xiaotian thought of this, and immediately began to use the teleportation skill, "Your grandma's," As soon as he used it, the system heard a prompt sound that the teleportation skill could not be used, and Murong Xiaotian's head grew directly.

Not daring to waste time at the moment, he raised his eyes and looked around, and ran quickly towards the dense woods not far away.

Running wildly, through the dense woods, the eyes are actually bright, a warm wind blows in the face, in front of the eyes is a piece of spring, green land, blue sky, white clouds, herds of cattle and sheep strolling in the pasture at will, but also can see a village not far away cooking smoke.

"Unexpectedly, there is a cave behind the woods," Murong Xiaotian couldn't help but exclaim, the other side of the woods was icy and snowy, and the cold wind was biting, but here, it was a spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

A faint flute attracted Murong Xiaotian's attention, and when he looked up, he saw a shepherd boy riding on a big buffalo, playing a bamboo flute, leisurely.

Murong Xiaotian slashed, ran over, rushed to the shepherd boy, stretched out his hand and pointed to the village in front of him and asked, "Little brother, may I ask where this is." ”

"Void Village," the shepherd boy replied with a smile as he put down the bamboo flute in his hand!

"Grass, you really know how to name it, Void Village, isn't it, aren't these scenes originally illusory from refining the Linglong Tower?" Murong Xiaotian said secretly in his heart, and then changed the direction of his hand and pointed to the sheep strolling and grazing and said, "Little brother, are those sheep from your family?" ”

In fact, when Murong Xiaotian first saw the flock of sheep, he thought of how to get on the icicle, hehe, it's actually very simple, this method is not something that Murong Xiaotian came up with by himself, as long as anyone who has read Mr. Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Eagle Heroes" should know this method, that book, that TV series, Murong Xiaotian didn't watch it less when he was a child. One of the chapters is about cutting off the leg of mutton and sticking it to the ice peak as a ladder, the hot blood on the leg of mutton, as soon as it is pressed to the ice peak, it can be solidified in an instant, and it is absolutely firm, the temperature of the woods and the icicles is much colder than that in "The Legend of the Eagle Heroes", and it can definitely succeed.

"No, it belongs to the village chief," replied the shepherd boy.

"Oh," Murong Xiaotian's eyes rolled, there was no one around, he smiled, and said to the shepherd boy: "Little brother, I don't know if you have heard a sentence, sweep the snow in front of your own house, and don't care about the frost on the tiles of others." ”

"Wow, it seems that the eldest brother wants to do something bad," the shepherd boy was very clever, and immediately heard the meaning of Murong Xiaotian's words, and said with a smile: "If the eldest brother wants to do something, just do it, I just don't see it." ”

"Little brother, thank you," Murong Xiaotian was overjoyed, stretched out his thumb to the shepherd boy, and at the same time his face was slightly red, and then he didn't answer, and in a flash, he ran towards the sheep, the trial was important, the hurry was important, he didn't have time to soak mushrooms in these illusory characters, besides, it was also to hide his embarrassment, damn, I didn't expect that I would become a thief in the "Destiny" game.

"Quack, you don't waste any effort," there is the method taught in "The Legend of the Eagle Heroes", there is this flock of sheep here, and the trial of the third level is simple. Murong Xiaotian's heart blossomed, and he couldn't wait for the trials to be like this, and that was cool.

Murong Xiaotian rushed to him and began to desperately drive away the sheep, saying anything, he had to drive the sheep under the icicles.

"Someone, someone's stealing sheep, someone's stealing sheep," cried the shepherd boy as he rode his oxen toward the village.

"Damn, dead little ghost, playing with Lao Tzu," Murong Xiaotian scolded, regretting that his intestines were green, he had known that he would tie up the shepherd boy first and plug his mouth, and he would not cause so much trouble, and now if he wants to chase the shepherd boy again, it is obviously not in a hurry, because Murong Xiaotian has already seen a lot of villagers running out of the village, running here with hoes and the like in their hands.

"Faint," Murong Xiaotian cried bitterly. Mobile Access: With a bang, he desperately drove the sheep to the woods, but the speed of the sheep walking was too slow, and he had no experience in driving the sheep, so he had not driven much way, and he was already in a hurry.

"No wonder this guy steals our sheep, his name is a thief."

After a while, those villagers chased after them, and at the same time, the hoes and other things in their hands beckoned to Murong Xiaotian.

"Get out," Murong Xiaotian was furious, the phantom drifted out, and his hands waved out again and again, "Touch, touch, touch," After a series of sounds, those villagers were beaten by Murong Xiaotian and fell to the ground. Although it is said that except for self-created skills, other skills cannot be used, but against these villagers who don't know anything about martial arts, even if they don't use any skills, they can still be knocked down.

"Get out of here, don't force me," Murong Xiaotian shouted violently, glared angrily at the villagers who fell to the ground, and continued to drive his flock, to be honest, he had already shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise, the fate of these villagers would definitely be much worse.

Murong Xiaotian drove the sheep fifty or sixty meters away, and was finally relieved to see that those villagers didn't catch up again, although these villagers were all illusory characters, but in his heart, he really didn't want to hurt these ordinary villagers.

Just when Murong Xiaotian put his mind at ease, a melodious flute sounded and the sheep suddenly turned their heads and ran in the direction where the flute came from, no matter how Murong Xiaotian rushed or shouted, it didn't work.

Murong Xiaotian raised his eyes and saw that it was the little shepherd boy who had fooled himself just now standing in front of the villager who had already gotten up from the ground, playing the bamboo flute.

"Damn," Murong Xiaotian rowed up, up and down, and rushed to those villagers, facing the little shepherd boy and said viciously: "Little ghost, you shut up Lao Tzu, if you dare to blow it again, I will kill you." ”

"Great evildoer, if you want to kill or kill, I am not afraid of you," the little shepherd boy held the bamboo flute in one hand and clenched his small fist in the other, glaring at Murong Xiaotian without fear.

"It's not easy to die," Murong Xiaotian raised his palm, he really didn't want to entangle it any longer, but somehow, the child's eyes already made him a little irritable.

"Where is the reason, the bandits of the Black Wind Mountain have made our life in Void Village unbearable, and now there is such a big villain as you, that's it, that's it, you can kill all the people in our Void Village." At this time, an old man in his fifties walked over and blocked in front of Murong Xiaotian. Looking like that, it seems to be the village chief of Void Village.

"Yes, we won't be able to live anymore if we steal our sheep anyway, and if you want to kill us all," the rest of the villagers suddenly surrounded us again.

Looking at these eyes of anger, sadness, sadness and vicissitudes, Murong Xiaotian's heart couldn't help but shiver, and his somewhat feverish mind began to calm down because he was in a hurry to complete the trial.

"Am I really going to hurt these innocent people?" Murong Xiaotian's heart gave birth to infinite guilt: "Is it because they are illusory characters, but the one in "Destiny" is not an illusory product?" The heroes outside the Nine-Layer Tempering Linglong Pagoda are life, could it be that these villagers inside the Nine-Layer Tempering Exquisite Pagoda are not life, and they have no thoughts? If you can treat the heroes fairly, can't you treat these villagers fairly? Murong Xiaotian, Murong Xiaotian, where is your conscience, can you give up your conscience and principles of life just for the sake of a trial task? ”

"Tell me, where is Blackwind Mountain?" Murong Xiaotian suddenly said to the village chief who was blocking in front of him.

The village chief was stunned by Murong Xiaotian's sudden move, but he still stretched out his hand and pointed to a mountain peak behind the village and said, "That's Black Wind Mountain." ”

"I'm a thief, I'm sorry for the villagers of Void Village." Murong Xiaotian bowed deeply to the villagers of Void Village, not daring to look at their eyes, so he jumped up and ran towards the direction of Black Wind Mountain as fast as he could.

He really couldn't face the eyes of the villagers of Void Village anymore, and that look was like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing his chest. From the moment he left, he had already decided to give up the trial task of stepping on the icicle, and the only thing he wanted to do now was to eliminate the bandits in the Black Wind Mountain, which could be regarded as repaying the guilt to the villagers of Void Village......