She shuttled quickly through the crowd, panting, her face flushed, her forehead covered with sweat, and although she had only run for a short time, it was as if she had participated in a sports meeting.

As she hurried to the station on the edge of a cliff, a train hanging from the tracks was already off the platform, rushing down the cliff like a roller coaster.

Jean frowned, suddenly stepped over the guardrail, jumped off the cliff, and jumped off the cliff.

The surrounding pedestrians let out a burst of exclamations.

Looking at Qin who jumped off the cliff again, I saw that she took out an iron hook out of nowhere, quickly used the hook to hang the rails, and slid at high speed to the train ahead.

Because of her speed, the wind blew her clothes and her long hair flying. From a distance, it looks like a bird or beast.

The hook sparked long sparks along the tracks, accompanied by a shrill snort.

Jean glided along the winding track at high speed, and no amount of jolting and shaking could shake her off the tracks. In a few moments, she had caught up with the train in front of her.

With a slight leap, he jumped onto the roof of the train.

There was an exclamation from the carriage.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Throwing away the hook, which had become scorching, Jean straightened her hair and squeezed onto the train.

At this moment, the snow marks that had just passed through the door were falling in a strange void, and in this void, the background was a dark purple color. There are also stars that twinkle like stars. In the close-up, there are all kinds of distorted images, flying past him like a movie, like a wrinkled movie poster, being quickly pumped away.

There were countless unintelligible words and numbers floating in the void, constantly flying backwards.

Through these references, it was evident that the snow marks were falling at a breakneck speed.

But other than that, he didn't feel the feeling of falling in the real world at all, the weightlessness, the flow of air, all of it.

What the hell is going on?

More than ten seconds have passed since he was pulled through the door by a hand. No matter how much he moved, he couldn't stop this falling trend at all, and he couldn't move his position.

"The landing site is Jerusalem N3F65.3, and the coordinates are now being calibrated. Please pay attention to adjusting the landing attitude. Suddenly, a mechanical female voice appeared in Snow Marks' ears.

"What? Who's talking?"

"The coordinate point has been determined, now the landing countdown, 10, 9, 8 ......" The mechanized female voice did not answer, but was counting on her own.

The nervous countdown made Snow Scar even more nervous. He struggled in the void, desperately trying to grab something to stop the fall. But judging by the speed of the recoiling symbols and images around him, he didn't slow down at all.

Judging by their distance from himself, he didn't move a single bit.

But a change in the void appeared. With the end of the countdown of the mechanical female voice, the picture in the void became more and more normal, unified, clear, and there were fewer and fewer words and symbols that flowed away. Finally, with a bang, the heavens and the earth changed, and just as someone had suddenly removed the cover that had wrapped the bird's cage, the normal world suddenly appeared in front of the snow marks. The void is gone, replaced by clouds, thick clouds.

Now it feels like skydiving from the stratosphere, with snow scars wrapped in thick clouds and falling to the ground, but there is no umbrella bag.

The wind began to appear, and the clouds and mist quickly brushed the snow-stained cheeks, and the cold feeling made him sober up a little.

"Help!!" Xue Zhen still didn't understand the situation at all at this time, and his heart was shocked and panicked, and he couldn't help but instinctively call for help.

There was no response.

The snow marks fell quickly, and in a short time they passed through the clouds, and a city appeared in front of them.

Snow Mark's eyes widened, looking at the huge city below, the details were not clear for a while, but the most obvious thing that could be noticed was a large lake in front of him, the lake was a standard oval shape, the surface of the lake was not rippled, and the mirror reflection was obvious, like a huge mirror.

Now he was rushing towards the mirror-like lake at great speed.

Before falling into the water, Snow Scar held his breath and curled up, ready for the impact - his life experience in the jungle had taught him that at such a speed, even if he fell into the water, he would fall into multiple fractures all over his body.

With a bang, the snow fell into the lake, and in an instant it was immediately wrapped in foam (bubbles formed by high-speed impact) and the lake water, and his momentum changed from falling straight to tumbling, and the sky spun in an instant, and the huge impact force made him faint immediately.

Before he lost consciousness, a voice in his ear called his name: "Snow Marks!"

The voice was faint and muddy, as if it was coming from above through thick water.

It must have been an auditory hallucination, Snow Scar thought for a moment.

He lost consciousness after that.

After some time, Snow Scar gradually regained consciousness, and he tried to open his eyes, only to see a hazy snow white, and his ears were full of muddy sounds, and the tentacles were a soft texture.

There is no pressure of water around the body, and there is no feeling of dampness, is it that it has been salvaged out of the water?

The air here is fresh and cold, but at the same time it also makes him feel uncomfortable, which is a feeling similar to altitude sickness, Xueji has not been to the plateau area, and there is no concept of altitude sickness, so he didn't think too much, just said that it was an illusion that appeared after holding his breath for a long time.

There seems to be a soft cushion underneath the body, and the touch of the palm of your hand on the soft cushion is really comfortable and subtle. I tried hard to see clearly, but I couldn't see anything.

"Snowmarks, is that you?" In a trance, the voice calling his name rang out again.

I'm in a room! Snow marks are keenly aware through the texture and echoes of the sound, that this is a room, not in the water, not in a wide space.

He shook his head, trying to open his eyes, adjusting to the light around him, and gradually finally saw the person who called him by name.

It was a beautiful girl.

The girl has a delicate face, skin like cream, and is twelve or thirteen years old. She was lying on the ground, her big shining eyes staring straight at the snow marks, and her cheeks were now crimson.

Only then did Snow Marks realize that she had pressed on her body. The two of them are maintaining a posture that is very easy to misunderstand. Just now, his vision was out of order, and he couldn't see her, and he thought that there was a soft cushion under him, but now when he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he jumped up and stepped back, but accidentally touched an object behind him, making a crisp clang.

When Snow Scar looked back, it turned out to be a mirror, a large oval mirror with a height of one person.