"Heh..." Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, but he took a puff of smoke and dust, and couldn't help coughing twice, "Ahem." ”

Then, Jiang Xiao saw a floor shop.

A mattress made of a dozen or so thick furs of the white ghost, the owner of this treehouse must have lived here for a long time, although it did not make beds, only made the floor, but had chairs and tables made of wooden stakes.

Is that a stone bowl?

Bait Jiang Xiao's mood was complicated, and he didn't know whether to be excited or disappointed, the room was clear at a glance, there was no cabinet, the stake table had no drawers, where was there a place to hide things?

It's obviously been uninhabited for a long time.

What have you relied on for warmth?

This house doesn't even have windows or chimneys, and it's even darker, how can you make a fire in the house to warm up?

Bait Jiang Xiao stepped in, quickly collecting information, and finally, in the corner behind the stake table, found the blood that had already coagulated.

Due to the low temperature here, the blood was preserved, and what made Jiang Xiao puzzled was that the coagulated blood was a little bit, like a human nosebleed, falling to the ground little by little, falling in the corner, and some coagulated blood flowed down the side of the stake table, drawing a few traces that had already coagulated.

The bait Jiang Xiao stuck in his waist, looked at the "Zheng" with a complicated face, and muttered softly: "You now, you... Well? ”

The bait Jiang Xiao's eyes froze, he took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the wall on the left.

The words in his mouth also changed: "You... Where are ...... now?"

As the first "Zheng" with different handwriting was discovered by Jiang Xiao, more and more "Zheng" characters belonging to the second person's pen also came into Jiang Xiao's eyes.

Rough and beautiful, the style is too different, Jiang Xiao thinks it may be from a man and a woman.

There are five strokes of a "positive" character, the first three strokes are from one person, and the last two strokes are from another person.

So... The composition of this word means that he came back after three days, right?

In this vast ocean of "positive" characters, these beautiful "positive" characters and sporadic strokes, although rare, are enough to prove that this place is not inhabited by one person!

The bait Jiang Xiao was silent for a long time, walked out of the wooden house, and his body was a phantom crow again, flapping his wings and flying, looking left and right, and finding a smaller tree.

The crow landed on the snow, transformed into a human form, drew the steel blade behind his back, and slashed at the trees.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Click......

After a while, the small tree toppled over, and then was chopped into countless pieces of firewood by Jiang Xiao.

The bait Jiang Xiao carried the giant blade behind him, held the firewood, stepped on the thick snow, and walked to the cliff dozens of meters away.

He cleared a clearing, surrounded the firewood, and conjured a fiery red hunting bow and several fiery flaming arrows in his hand.

The bait Jiang Xiao pulled out several fire arrows and probed into the surrounding firewood.

He silently looked at the firewood under him, but in his mind, it was the dense "Zheng" in the room.

I'm coming, you... Where is it?

The Upper Snowfield dimension has no concept of time, it is always filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, and it is always possible to see the sun, but not the real sun.

I don't know how long later, at the foot of the opposite mountain, at the bottom of the canyon, a figure slowly crawled out of the underground cave, took a deep breath, but his eyes suddenly widened.

He looked up at the top of the high cliff hundreds of meters away, and saw wisps of green smoke drifting into the sky.

Is that... Where is that treehouse!?

The man watched this scene dumbfounded, and did not come back to his senses for a long time, he grabbed his hair, turned around and returned to the cave, and shouted excitedly: "Lan Lan! Blue Blue! ”

The man stumbled into the cavern, and in the depths of the cavern, ran into a room with a bonfire burning.

In sight, the woman is holding a 3 or 4-year-old child in her arms, humming a lullaby softly as she walks around.

"Hmm......" When the child heard the shout, he couldn't help but rub his eyes with his little hands and looked at the hole, "Dad, Dad... Father. ”

The woman hurriedly put one hand on the back of the boy's head, pressed his little face on her shoulder, and continued to hum softly as she walked through the room.

And when the woman turned around, she looked at the man suspiciously.

The man opened his mouth and looked at the child who was sleeping lightly on her shoulder, the man hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I'm going hunting, go and come back quickly." ”

The woman nodded slightly, then turned around and put the child to sleep again.

The man took a deep look at the picture, turned around, and took a step.

Walking out of this house, it was dark, and the man was familiar with the road here, as if he could walk out with his eyes closed.

Climbing all the way up the winding slope tunnel, the light finally appeared in front of him, and he slipped out of the small cavern, and looked up at the cliff again, and unsurprisingly, the wisps of green smoke still slowly floated up.

The man strode through the canyon, stepping on a rocky trail of uneven heights, and came to the bottom of the opposite cliff, and leaped lightly into the raised rocks of the cliff.

Judging from the effect of men's rock climbing, he is not only a agile star warrior, but he also knows the environment here well.

Hundreds of meters of cliffs, but he walked on the ground, and sometimes conjured two sharp military blades in his hands, which were used as mountaineering pickaxes, and climbed up rapidly.

I don't know how long it took, a hand grabbed the edge of the cliff, and then, with the force of the big hand, the man's body rose into the air and landed steadily on the cliff.

Following the direction of the "wolf smoke", the man faintly heard the sound of a violent fight, to be exact, the roar of a white ghost.

The man's heart tightened, no matter who the person who raised the wolf smoke was, he should be a human being, and there must be no accidents!

How many years, how long has he been searching, and how long has he been waiting......

The man didn't say a word, and hurriedly touched it, but he heard the voice of the white ghost becoming more and more angry.

If you've stayed here long enough, you'll be able to tell the mood in the white ghost's roar.

Although to the ears of others, the roar of the white ghost was a simple roar, but the man understood the meaning of the white ghost's roar, this guy should have changed from simply hunting prey to extreme personal hatred.

Obviously, the white ghost was annoyed to a certain extent.

The man's pace quickly accelerated, he dodged behind a giant tree, leaned in slightly to take a look, and the next moment, he was dumbfounded......

He saw a giant blade that was spinning at great speed, flying back and forth.

He saw the white ghost, furious and staggering because of his incompetence.

He saw the dark color of the clothes, so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

Especially... On the right sleeve of the top of this pitch-black military uniform, there is an armband with red letters on a black background, and the word "night" in blood red.

The man stood up stupidly, Night's Watch!?

He knew that there were countless brothers who were on the night vigil in the lower dimension, but once they arrived at the holy ruins, they were separated by heaven and man.

Is it really the brothers of the night watch?

Be... Brother who strayed into the Holy Ruins?

After all, this man's clothes are still new...... The man's mood changed rapidly, at first excited, excited, then sad.

Feel sorry for the night watchman, if nothing else, this night watchman who strayed into the snow will spend the rest of his life here. Or one day, it was surrounded and devoured by the white ghost group.

The man didn't even know which one would be better.

This snowfield is like a huge prison, and after staying for a long time, it will no longer prick your nerves all the time. Sometimes, being alive is more painful than dying.

Suddenly, the roar of the white ghost came from his ears again, but it was so hoarse.

The man hurriedly came back to his senses, but saw that the night watchman's elbow was a little, and the golden green mang appeared, and the huge white ghost flew out directly, and the giant blade in the night watchman's hand also rotated out, and the sharp giant blade was also blessed with the golden green mang, and shot out quickly!

Under such a rapid rotation, the giant blade actually pierced the white ghost's head with incomparable precision!?

What kind of craft is this?

The man's body trembled slightly... You are worthy of being a night watchman, but is your skill, the strength you have gained with blood and sweat tempered day and night, really going to be wasted here?

The giant blade pierced the head of the giant white ghost, nailing it into the giant tree.

The bait Jiang Xiao did not step forward, his keen senses had already discovered that there was someone behind him.

That person should be well-intentioned, at least the other party didn't sneak attack, and it doesn't seem to have the intention of concealment?

Slowly, the bait Jiang Xiao turned around and saw the "wild man" standing next to the tree.

It was a man in a white ghost fur coat.

At first glance, Jiang Xiao could treat him as a wild man, but at second glance, Jiang Xiao found that the white fur coat was very well-made, and it was not a simple sewing thing.

The man is about 1.8 meters tall, with a thin face, but a large skeleton, broad shoulders, stubble on his face, and short hair, which can be seen to be regularly trimmed.

Jiang Xiao frowned slightly, looking the man's clothes up and down. When a person struggles to survive in an isolated place such as a wilderness or an isolated island, and lives for a long time, but still maintains a certain image, then there is a high probability that he may not live alone.

The emaciated man's eyes froze, and he saw the night watchman's face in the strange circle mask, and he also saw the dark eyes.

From the strange circle mask, a muffled voice came: "Name." ”

The emaciated man opened his mouth, but he didn't respond immediately.

Jiang Xiao came to the white ghost, drew out the giant blade, turned to look at the emaciated man, and the muffled voice came again: "Name." ”

It's just a confirmation process. In fact, there is no need for a name at all, Jiang Xiao has seen his face, and it has already corresponded to the face on the information.

It's just that, compared to that time, the man at this time seems so vicissitudes.

The man still didn't speak.

And inside the circle of masks, there was a muffled voice: "Guardian legionnaire, Hu Wei, male, Han nationality, born in 1989, disappeared on January 18, 2011, went out on patrol with his companion Canglan, and has not returned yet." (See Chapter 361 for details)

Hu Wei's body trembled slightly, his heart beat violently, tears flashed faintly in his eyes, and there was a trace of choking in his voice: "There are still people... Remember me? ”

If he could, how much Jiang Xiao wanted to say to him: I'm here to take you home.

However, Jiang Xiao did not have such ability.

"Hey......" A deep sigh came from the circle mask.