There are only two cameras available, Liuliu and Zhizhang monk dutifully shot at the contestants, although the shooting angle is different, but they are all the same picture, under the command of Mr. Lang, Shi Qiang drove the six corpses out of the top of the mountain, everyone was ready to meet the enemy, but the road went very smoothly, and the Russians never made trouble again.

Everyone was in a hurry, but on the Internet, the excitement continued, in the process of circumventing the wall and preventing the circumvention, someone recorded and screenshotted the picture of Wang Xiaobai and the little madman being caught in the woods, and put it in the post, the audience didn't expect such a wonderful scene behind it, and left messages, "The little white pigeon is playing beautifully, not only fishing in troubled waters, it is simply stealing peaches for plums, and the Russian female mage and the male mage were caught off guard......"

"Wang Xiaobai is so handsome, but she doesn't pity the jade, such a beautiful Russian girl, grabbing her hair to smash that male mage, it's too violent, right? Too savage, right? I like it, though, so please keep it up ......"

"What does it mean that man is not as good as heaven? What does it mean to steal chickens and rice? That's it, Lao Maozi definitely didn't expect our players to be so strong, and they took so much effort to arrange, and they were still easily cracked, not even a single player was injured, and not a single corpse was stolen, and he returned with a feather, on the other hand, I didn't do my best to look at the players on our side......"

"I'll go, play tricks with us, it's not bragging, there are so many light genres, they can scare you to death......"

On the other hand, the audience on the Russian side is a little unrefreshed, although there are also people who cheer for their players, but they no longer blow the magic of Russia No. 1 in the world, the facts are there, it is obvious that the Chinese players were ambushed, and they retreated, and the Russian players returned in vain, this is the fact, nothing is as convincing as the facts.

Wang Xiaobai and their mobile phones have no signal, and they don't know these things on the website, so they walked carefully in the ice and snow, walked for more than an hour, and found a sheltered mountain col, next to a forest, not too dense, fortunately, they were able to shelter from the wind, and the waves always stopped and decided to rest here for a night before leaving.

Everyone had no opinion, and after tossing for two days in a row, everyone had to rest, knowing that it was more appropriate to rush during the day, so they simply set up camp on the spot, they brought all the things, and set up small tents, the tents were not big, and only two people could go in, just a player and an assistant.

The six corpses were placed inside all the tents, and the outside were the tents of the various players, which happened to be in a circle, but when the tent was set up, Ma Biao leaned on Wang Xiaobai, and the little madman was the same, Alan was separated by the little madman, not far from Wang Xiaobai, and naturally got together, on the other hand, Chen Deqing seemed to be isolated, next to Sange, who didn't care about anything, and Shi Qiang, who had a dead face.

As soon as Wang Xiaobai's tent was set up, Ma Biao opened the curtain and came in, sat cross-legged on Huang Laoqi's sleeping bag, glanced at Huang Laoqi lying on the side and said, "Huang Laoqi still uses a sleeping bag?" ”

Huang Lao's seven wild immortals, returning to the Northeast is like returning home, it is true that he doesn't need a sleeping bag, but he is still dissatisfied with Ma Biao and bared his teeth, Wang Xiaobai smiled: "Brother Ma, you don't sleep with your beautiful eyes, why do you come to me?" ”

"Beauty doesn't need to sleep, I asked her to be vigilant and guard the six corpses, I don't dare to let her go too far, Xiaobai, there's nothing else to do with you, just ask for something, give me your awakening smoke, I'll try to summon the immortal disciples who came to the Black Blind Ridge before, I still think that more than twenty immortal disciples can't be wiped out by them!"

Wang Xiaobai knew that Ma Biao was still a little unwilling, so he took out a box of cigarettes from his backpack, handed it to Ma Biao and said: "The awakening cigarettes given by Huang Sanye have been mixed into the cigarettes, after all, we don't smoke dry tobacco, so we brought this box!" ”

Ma Biao took the cigarette in Wang Xiaobai's hand and said, "Cheng, I'll try to summon the disciples of the Immortal Family with the Awakening Smoke, if there is news, I'll come back to tell you, by the way, you have a good rest, you don't have to keep vigil at night, let Huang Laoqi guard it for you, Lao Qi, go out with me......"

Although Huang Laoqi is already the protector of the Lingguan faction, he is still a little afraid of Ma Biao, hearing him shouting, and following out of the tent, Wang Xiaobai didn't feel anything, isn't the assistant doing this! The vigil must be the assistants, and the players have to recuperate.

Wang Xiaobai put on his clothes and took off his shoes and got into the sleeping bag, the zipper of the sleeping bag was not pulled, I was afraid that there would be an emergency, I felt a little heavy after lying down, tired, I haven't slept well in the past two days, plus I am in such a cold weather, I have to pull a plow and carry a big bag, and I have to do it with the Russian players, and the physical consumption is extremely great, that is, they can still hold on to these cultivators, and ordinary people are afraid that they will be tired of eating for a long time.

It didn't take much to lie down Wang Xiaobai fell asleep, it was the age of youth, he could eat and sleep, there was absolutely no insomnia, Wang Xiaobai's sleep quality was very high, he usually didn't dream, and it was the same today, after falling asleep in a daze, he had been sleeping very soundly, but in the second half of the night, Wang Xiaobai saw a picture in a trance.

In winter, the cold wind is howling, the snow is all over the sky, there is a boat on a cold river that has not been frozen, and a crisp gunfire sounded on the boat, Wang Xiaobai is in good spirits, knowing that he is dreaming, dreaming is a very magical thing, it feels very ordinary, so ordinary that no one takes dreaming seriously, but no one can explain why people dream.

Dreams have dreams, nightmares, nightmares, random dreams, more is actually induction, for example, the dream that Wang Xiaobai has now is a kind of induction, the cultivator pays attention to the unity of heaven and man, and the induction is far more sensitive than ordinary people, and even a kind of foreshadowing and reminder, in this case, as long as Wang Xiaobai recites a spell in the dream, he will wake up.

Wang Xiaobai didn't want to wake up, because the picture suddenly zoomed in, this feeling was very familiar to him, when Jiang Xin fished out the corpse, he experienced it once, although it was not a dream, but the resentment of the female corpse made him see the cause and effect, his current dream is similar to the picture he saw back then, although it is a little different, the result is the same.

Wang Xiaobai got up in spirit, trying to see himself more clearly, after the picture was closer, he saw that the ship on the river was a very old steam ship, with obvious Western signs, after the gunshots rang out, a person ran out of the cabin, seeing the appearance of this person clearly, Wang Xiaobai almost exclaimed, Gregory!

The man who crawled out of the cabin was the Russian demon monk Grigory, he was wearing a black robe, the whole person was tall and thin, his eyes were cold, blood flowed from his chest and back, he was shot, at least four or five shots, and even pierced his chest, but Grigory could still rush out of the cabin and jump into the icy river.

Three or four richly dressed Russian men, all bearded and with guns in their hands, came out of the cabin and crackled at the Grigor dropwater, and then shouted loudly, and more and more people appeared, holding long poles and fishing nets, and salvaging around, and two wooden boats were lowered to salvage.

When Wang Xiaobai saw this, the time suddenly accelerated, as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button in a video, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the movements of those people were speeding up, getting faster and faster...... It was soon dark, and the men had not recovered Gregory's body, and the steamer began to sail towards the opposite shore.

I don't know how long it took, a layer of ice formed on the surface of the river under the icy cold wind, and in the dead silence, the ice suddenly cracked, and a man poked out his head, and floated out of the ice little by little, and there seemed to be something supporting him below, it was Gregory, who had been shot several times, and Grigory floated out of the ice, grabbed the ice with both hands, and climbed up little by little.

Wang Xiaobai frowned, he had been shot so much, he had been soaked in the cold river for at least eight or nine hours, and he was not dead, and he only emerged when the steamship left, he was really a demon monk...... The demon monk is the demon monk, he was seriously injured but he could still stand up, but he also looked weak and staggered towards the opposite side.

walked straight towards Wang Xiaobai, as if sensing his presence, Wang Xiaobai didn't mean to move at all, and didn't even have a trace of fluctuation in his heart, but turned sideways, and Gregory walked past him with a cold breath......

It was a particularly eerie aura, dark, cold, ruthless, death, and even a hint of pride, Wang Xiaobai could see clearly, Gregory's wounds were no longer bleeding, but the flesh turned up was a little shocking, Grigory was not only shot, but also suffered a lot of knives and axes before.

Grigory walked past him, his steps heavy, but Wang Xiaobai found that he was not breathing, there was no sound of his heartbeat, on the contrary, something seemed to be surging in his body, that is, there was something in Gregory's body that did not belong to human beings, and he was possessed, or rather, symbiotic, parasitic.

Wang Xiaobai's heart moved, his eyes followed Gregory, in fact, he didn't move, but he felt that the picture had been following his rhythm, always keeping a distance of three or five steps from Gregory, Grigory walked towards a mountain, very slowly, very slowly......

This kind of slowness made Wang Xiaobai feel very bored, frowned, and the picture in front of him suddenly changed, Grigory actually walked to a small mountain village deep in the mountains, it was the small mountain village where Wang Xiaobai and they were ambushed before, except for the two back-to-back stone houses, the mountain village was very quiet, and it should be a gathering place for ethnic minority hunters.

Grigory walked into the front house, and the family's hound shouted frantically, broke free from the rope and pounced on Grigory, who just stretched out his hand and grabbed the big dog by the throat with great ease, then lowered his head, bent down and bit down on the dog's neck......