He suddenly no longer liked the morning sun as much as before, and he didn't want to be like before, and whenever he had the opportunity, he would watch the red sun rise slowly.

The window that was originally open was closed with a "pop".

The man turned his head and walked back, crouching in a corner thinking about something.

The blood in his chest slowly oozed out, but he didn't even bother to wipe it.

After an hour, the trainer of the private training workshop came to lead the person again, and he followed the person into the training classroom quietly and obediently.

It's another round of tossing and turning, and the moment when the coach of the third class rotates. The person who originally looked sloppy and painful but happy on the utensils had a gleam in his eyes.

He knew his chance!

With a scream that couldn't be made, a long jade cone was inserted in the throat of the stout man, and it went straight to the end.

He didn't know where he got his strength, so suddenly, he threw the unprepared man on the shoulder, and then turned his mouth slightly open in surprise. Just pinched the other party's jaw and pressed down the thing that was touched next to him!

A feeling of suffocation mixed with extreme pain spread through the mouth of the burly man. "Woo woo woo woo !!" The man's eyes were almost torn, and his eyeballs bulged out...... It's not just because of the great pain, it's more like being frightened by something.

He clasped his neck with one hand and raised the other as if to point at the ink frost and seem to grab him, but before he could lift it into the air, the whole person had already fallen, and blood flowed down the jade cone from his mouth.

Ink Frost would never know what her expression was, with hatred, mockery, resentment, and madness...... His face was distorted, imprinted with the pale face he had been tormented for days, like a demon from the region in the not very bright room.

Hurriedly peeled off the set of clothes of discipline and put it on himself indiscriminately. Then, he took the key and left, taking with him what he could use as a weapon.

In the night of the Northern Wilderness, the cold wind created by the great temperature difference between day and night was like an ice knife cutting on the lonely person. His gait was a little staggering, his body was a little trembling, but his back was stubbornly straight.

It's ridiculous, how could he become such a lowly thing, the kind of pity and favor that kneels and begs for the favor of his master, and only exchanges his body for all favors!

The man, who could only sleep for an hour and a half a day at most, had been emaciated by weeks of torture, his eyes were somewhat sunken, and his body was visibly lacking in strength.

That blow just now...... I'm afraid he's about to run out of all his strength......

From the beginning of the day until the end of the night, there was no moment of closing of the eyes, and only a little food was eaten. He only felt a little weak and dizzy, but he knew he had to hold on—he could only escape on his own...... Gradually, in his mind, he couldn't help but think of Wu Feng, the terrifying and beautiful silver-haired man, and he subconsciously thought that he might save him again.

In fact, when he can't stay up these days, he will think the same. However, the hope and disappointment again and again told him that he would not have that kind of good luck again, or rather, when he chose to leave, Wu Feng had already decided to give up on him!

In the shadows of the trees to the west, flickering and swaying figures. Countless figures began to pour in this direction.

After the moment when the ink frost stabbed the instructor to death, he was finally discovered, but fortunately, the "well-behaved" people who had been pretending to be "well-behaved" for days had made them slacken, so they were not strictly fortified, and such a loophole gave him a chance to escape.

Somehow, the faltering man suddenly sneered.

He felt that this scene was so familiar with a previous scene?

The same assassination, the same embarrassment, the same escape...... But, this time, he won't be caught again!

The man gritted his teeth tightly, forcing his legs, which were involuntarily shaking because of the weakness, to continue to take a step and run in what he thought was the right direction.

I don't know how many times, the bright light of the lights almost shone on him hidden in the darkness, and I don't know how many times the other party turned his head to see him. However, the heavens seemed to have finally opened their eyes, so that those who pursued him missed him for life, and every time they were close, they were very coincidentally avoided.

He stumbled to a large area of Ju'e grass, where the grass had spilled to the waist of an adult. Without hesitation, he hid in the sea of grass, like a tiny fish, and scurried into the bottom of the sea.

The people who saw his figure began to beckon their nearby companions to come and check. More than a dozen people swept across the sea of grass in a neat row, and the sword swept against the bridge of his nose, bringing up a few grains of dust from the tip of the man's nose, but he still missed it by a fraction of a second.

Looking at the crowd that was gradually moving away, the man continued to lie motionless on the ground.

The cold dew of the night had soaked his clothes, and with a biting chill that was about to freeze, enveloped him.

What do you mean by hunger and cold? I guess that's it...... With a strong sleepiness, in the night of the Northern Wilderness, he couldn't stop slowly falling asleep in the ground.

Until the morning sun rises again, the temperature slowly warms up. The cold of the night only dissolves into the temperature of the setting sun, and the dew and frost of the night finally disappear.

People who were a little numb from the cold, as the temperature of the day slowly rose, were thawed, tried to move their fingers, then their arms, and finally struggled to support their bodies without the slightest body temperature with their hands.

Keep going east, keep going east.

The orange morning sun in the sky began to slowly become dazzling. It is as if winter is jumping over other seasons and turning directly into summer, and the temperature around it changes from cold to warm at a rapid rate, and then quickly to hot.

The clothes soaked in the night dew on the tired and running man had not yet been dried by the wind, and the surrounding area had become a hot place. Everything around him seemed to begin to distort and flutter, and the water on his clothes had been evaporated unconsciously, followed by his body that he felt was about to burn, and before he could sweat from the heat, the water from his body was gone, leaving only a thin layer of salt powder pasted on it.

What the hell is this place......

Dizzy and stumbling people, as if they had been fixed by something, do not walk in a straight line, leaving in the sand winding and circling footprints.

His pursuers were long gone, and no shouting was heard in some of the buzzing ears. After walking in a daze for a while, he finally stopped gasping for breath, and the dry air, mixed with the sand in the wind, rushed into his mouth at the moment of his breathing, and a burning and cracking burst from his throat, and the man began to cough violently, and he could not breathe.

It wasn't until he finally recovered that he squinted his eyes and looked at his surroundings.

Did you finally escape?

Looking at the barren grass and sandy land and the strange-looking trees, the man was a little relieved. However, in the small street in the distance, there was no one at the moment. The windows of the house are closed, and there is something weird.

But for the man, no matter how strange the scene he saw at this moment, it no longer mattered, as long as the group did not catch up, it was the greatest consolation to himself.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly the strings that had been tense for days suddenly broke, and he fell directly to his knees.

No way...... You have to eat...... You have to eat! Otherwise, you won't be able to hold on.

His chaotic eyes looked around for a long time, but there was nothing but plants that had been wilted by the sun.

So, the man began to use his last strength to stuff the nearby blades of grass into his mouth indiscriminately, resisting the urge to retching his throat because of the small thorns on the grass, and swallowed it directly without waiting for it to chew. After a row, I was almost infarcted several times.

It was only when he couldn't swallow it because it was dry that the man stopped chewing. He lay on his stomach weakly, waiting for his body to absorb the energy of the food, and then slowly regain his strength.

At this time, the scorching sun was shining directly on the man's body, and there was gradually a burn-like pain on his back, and the originally slender and powerful fingers began to slowly peel and seemed to be about to wither.

The man's face, which had been half buried in the sand, changed as if he had a feeling, and then his closed eyes slowly opened. When he saw the change in his skin, he struggled to crawl towards the shade of the tree.

After finally climbing to the shade of the tree, he passed out again due to exhaustion.

I don't know how long it took, but a chill woke the man up, and Ink Frost struggled to get up and leaned against the trunk of the tree...... Is it night again?

Fortunately, it seems that night has just fallen, and although it is cool, it is not yet the moment when the sky is cold.

He saw the dew on the blades of grass, and his throat unconsciously gurgled, and his thin lips leaned towards the blades of grass without thinking.

In this way, after fleeing for a few days, the people who did not eat a drop of water began to lick the cold evening dew greedily, and then gnawed on the bark of plants and trees everywhere, and even dug up the wriggling insects in the ground.

When the sharp, spiky leaves were swept into the mouth, when the rough, earthy rhizomes were swallowed into the mouth, when the wriggling and slippery worms were squeezed into the stomach, the man thought nothing, hesitated nothing. Just waiting for his shriveled lower abdomen to start bulging slightly, he began to lick the dew again.

...... Everything is just like the most primitive beast, letting the desire to survive dictate his actions.

After two more incense sticks, his strength began to slowly recover. The man got up again and continued his journey.

Northward to the northernmost Northern Wilderness,

has the most prosperous Luan City,

With the most magnificent song and dance,

has the most glamorous pampering;

but

What can the summer sun burn you?

Can that winter-like night freeze you?

Your skin is fresh and tender in the carbon fire,

Your blood is cold in the cold.

All beauty carries all evil,

Bloody flowers bloom in the harshness.