"Anyway, I'll have to find it first!" Constrained by the environment, the Leng Nebula searched for a long time on the snowy mountains at a limited speed, and also traveled a long distance, but found nothing.

At dusk, Leng Xingyun had to return in frustration, holding Zhang Fan's handheld game console in both hands, and sitting on Zhang Fan's equipment bag sluggishly.

Qian Lang knelt in the snow with self-reproach and sadness, wiping his tears without saying a word.

After a long while, Qian Lang slowly spoke: "Is it possible that he was captured by a human-faced bird like he met an immortal bird?" ”

"It's very unlikely." Leng Xingyun sighed sadly: "Immortal birds, any one of them is more than a hundred catties, and the weight is hundreds of catties, and one can easily catch a person and fly in the air."

But the human-faced bird ...... It's probably only thirty or fifty pounds, and the weight is only seventy or eighty pounds, how can you catch a person who is more than a hundred pounds without a trace, and still fly in the air?

Even if it is really captured by the human-faced bird, the human-faced bird either lives in a cave or in an ancient tomb. I went looking for it, but I didn't find a cave or a sign of an ancient tomb. So, he's really missing. ”

"It's been half a day, it's been such a cold day, it's still on the uninhabited snowy mountains, seeing that the sky is about to get dark, and he has no equipment and food and drink alone, what should he do?" Qian Lang said, and suddenly cried: "Leng Xingyun, why don't you look for it again, don't just give up like this!"

I'm not as capable as you, if I have half of your ability, I will definitely find it without rest! But I'm just an ordinary person, with such an environment and road conditions, if I leave your sight, I may not even be able to walk two miles and have to burp!

Leng Xingyun, I beg you, can you look for it again? Besides, haven't you been protecting Zhang Fan all the time, how can you give up after only looking for it once? Shouldn't it be, to see people alive and dead to see corpses? Cold Nebula ......"

"Shut up!" Leng Xingyun scolded sharply, took a deep breath, and softened his tone: "When did I say that I would give up and not look for something like that?" I just kept thinking, how the hell do I find it? Instead of looking aimlessly!

Even if he really can't find it in the end, it doesn't mean that he will give up searching, but to complete his explanation and make a deal with the mysterious person for him. After that, go up to the snowy mountains again to look for it. In short, he will never be allowed to disappear so inexplicably! ”

"That's right! He must not be allowed to disappear without knowing it! I'm sure you'll find him, right? ”

Leng Xingyun looked at Qian Lang looking up at him expectantly, and nodded: "You get up first, rest when it's dark, and I'll look for it later." ”

Qian Lang stood up and rubbed his knees: "I'll go with you!" ”

"You just stay, don't one of them is not found, and the other one has an accident, how can you explain it to your family?"

Leng Xingyun took out the rope in his bag, pinned it to his waist, threw the equipment bag to Qian Lang, and left with an ice pickaxe with a flashlight.

Qian Lang set up the tent, sat inside and sighed all the time, and kept silently praying in his heart that Zhang Fan would come back safely......

After Leng Xingyun walked a long way, he stumbled upon a glove.

He was sure at a glance that it was Zhang Fan's gloves!

And, near that glove, there's a smear of frozen bird droppings!

Leng Xingyun frowned and said: Is it really captured by the human-faced bird? But why? He was with Qian Lang, why did he only arrest him instead of being arrested together?

It seems that it was either an accident or there was a special reason. But the question is, where was he arrested? Where is the nest of the human-faced bird? How to find it on the vast snow-capped mountains?

He had no choice but to give it a try, looking around for traces of guano......

After walking a long way, I finally saw a smear of frozen guano again.

Exactly, the distance from the last guano is almost in a straight line.

This is enough to determine the direction in which the human-faced bird flies in a straight line.

So, the cold nebula sped up and headed in that direction.

Eventually, he saw a cave in a cliff.

He stumbled and ran over, flashlight in his mouth, and plunged his dagger into the snow-covered rock with one hand, and clasped the rock with the other, and climbed up to the hole with difficulty and effort.

The entrance to the cave is not large, but the area inside the cave gradually expands, and it seems to be very deep and long.

When I first entered, I didn't find anything other than bird droppings and feathers.

As he went deeper, he saw not only hibernating bats hanging upside down on the rocks at the top of the cave, but also several human-faced birds hovering above his head.

Leng Xingyun was puzzled: how could there be bats living on such a high-altitude snow-capped mountain?

As his gaze moved, he saw the human-faced bird looking down at him, and its eyes were clearly full of vigilance and hostility, but it did not attack him.

After a few spins, one of the human-faced birds turned around and flew deeper into the hole, while the others continued to stare at him vigilantly.

These look like guards or patrol birds.

He continued to walk in with his flashlight on, and then he saw several more human-faced birds flying overhead, hovering above him.

Since he had no intention of attacking, he continued to walk vigilantly until he entered a fork in the road.

The inside of the fork is also very spacious, but there are many human-faced birds flying around.

Then, several large human-faced birds, with obvious intent of attack, swooped down towards the cold nebula.

Leng Xingyun directly cut his palm and sprinkled blood on several human-faced birds.

The human-faced bird immediately screamed as it was corroded, and flew deeper.

Leng Xingyun hurriedly ran after them, and ran to the innermost, where two human-faced birds, which were bigger than those and a half, and were standing on a large rock.

And Zhang Fan was lying on his side on the rock, motionless, obviously unconscious.

The two large human-faced birds standing beside Zhang Fan tilted their heads as if they were vigilant and suspicious, looking at Leng Xingyun.

Seeing that the wound on his palm was recovering, Leng Xingyun cut it again, spilling random blood on a low-flying human-faced bird.

The human-faced bird let out a few screams as it was corroded, and then it was silent, and its body was soon completely corroded and melted into a pool of blood.

The two human-faced birds on the rocks, their eyes as big as bull's eyes, full of emotion, stared at Leng Xingyun with horror and hatred.

Leng Xingyun had a strange feeling, feeling as if these two human-faced birds were a little different, and maybe they could understand human nature.

So, he used his still bleeding hand to point at Zhang Fan on the rock, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the two human-faced birds.

The two human-faced birds blinked and looked at each other, as if they were silently communicating something.

At this moment, several human-faced birds chirped high-pitched and swooped towards the cold nebula.

Just as Leng Xingyun was about to use blood against them again, the two human-faced birds on the rock chirped a few high-pitched times, and several human-faced birds immediately turned around and flew upward.