The torrential rain stopped, the night grew thicker, the battle on the hillside had ended for a long time, Wan Kui and the snow marks had left, and at this time everything was silent, only the chirping of insects.

In the long grass that had just been in danger, there were four corpses lying quietly, which were hunters killed by Snow Marks after the failure of the ambush on Snow Marks. The four of them, who should have been completely dead, suddenly convulsed, they trembled, twisted, and wriggled in the grass, which was very terrifying.

A few minutes later, balls of light emerged from the bodies of the corpses, and the corpses turned back into corpses. Motionless again. And these strange balls of light emitted a faint light, and if you pay close attention, you can see that in the center of the ball of light is a dark churning mass of black mist-like texture. The black is enveloped in a faint glow and has a furry feel.

This kind of thing is unheard of, unseen in nature, but now it appeared on the tall grass.

The ball of light hovers over the tall grass, waiting, like a meeting, waiting for people to attend.

Feeling the presence of these strange things, the insects around me stopped.

It wasn't until the ball of light no longer appeared on the corpse that the ball of light suspended on the tall grass began to move, and they gathered together in one place, spitting out words.

A slightly larger ball of black light said, "We've found it." ”

"Yes, I found it. ”

Several balls were silent, and after a while, without warning, one of the black balls suddenly burst open, and a black powdery mist strolled through the air. It was like a balloon filled with flour being punctured, and at the same time let out a terrible scream.

The other black balls began to approach, rubbing and squeezing each other, making the same terrible muffled sound, accompanied by a strange creaking sound, and after a few minutes, the black balls merged together to form a new and larger black ball.

The black fog inside the big black ball surged, as if it was about to burst the thin light film that wrapped him at any time, and it gradually stopped after ten minutes, and the big black ball expanded and shrank and changed several times, and seemed to have found the most suitable size, no longer changing the size, but flying quickly in the direction where the snow marks left.

The ball of light became more and more transparent, and eventually completely disappeared in the air.

Everything was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

The tall grass swayed in the wind, and the chirping of insects sounded again, and they were the only ones who witnessed this strange scene.

Snow Scar sat in the sunny classroom, and the students were writing their answer sheets. The rustle of pencils, the scent of erasers.

The teacher was writing incomprehensible equations on the blackboard, and chalk was plowing over the board, creaking from time to time. A beam of light fell from the window onto the podium, and Snow Marks saw dust suspended in the air.

Such a neat and spacious classroom? Is this a school in town? But I've dropped out.

Everyone was answering the questionnaire, but the snow marks were not written.

Should I be anxious about this?

"Snowmarks, why are you still here?" the teacher on the podium turned his head, his glasses reflecting the sun's rays.

"Get out! You're a son of the devil, and you're not qualified to be with everyone!"

I'm not a son of the devil.

All the students stopped writing and looked back, unable to see their eyes, dozens of pairs of glasses reflecting the sunlight and emitting a blinding glow.

"Son of the Devil, get out!"

"Son of the Devil, get out!"

Snow marks fled in their way.

Knocking open the gate of the school, the bluestone pavement has been paved into the bustling neighborhood.

It is a magnificent city, with tall and magnificent Western-style buildings, and white jade and marble walls reflecting light.

Magnificent bronze statues, fountains that change their patterns from time to time, neatly manicured tree walls, spotless streets, leaky cranes, frolicking children, white doves rising and falling in the square, and merchants pushing carts hawking on the roadside. The crisp tinkling sound of the rail cars in the distance faded away, and in the distant clouds, more buildings of different styles loomed.

This is...... Where?

This shouldn't be the real world, because our world is ...... It's already gone!

But why does it feel so familiar?

What's wrong with the world?

The pain in her abdomen caused Snow Mark to wake up and rub her face, convinced that it was a dream.

It is said that dreams are projections of reality, and there are dreams every day, but how did I come up with these unseen and unheard scenes?

These scenes are too bustling, too fantastical, and fundamentally incompatible with reality.

But how can you explain that familiar feeling, as if you had actually lived in such a glamorous city?

Snow Scar tightened the bandage on his waist, took a bite of the sour dry food, and swallowed it with difficulty.

He was sitting on the thick horizontal branches of the spruce, and the sea of fog in front of him had dissipated, and the world was vast, a scene of ruins. Through the cracks in the trees, piles of broken machinery and vehicles can be seen. The ruins of the complex are a small square covered with shrubs, like rice paddies. Looming tall cement piles stretch into the distance. It was the pier of what was once an elevated bridge. The road has broken into pieces and is buried in the woods. The circular Colosseum-like ruins in the distance are the village of Dongxiang.

It was once a prosperous and wealthy city. Over the course of a few hundred years, plants have reclaimed the land.

To the south, you can see a faint gray mist, which is a poisonous miasma, and the place shrouded by the poisonous miasma is a no-man's land. To the north, you can see the majestic snow-capped mountains, which border the border of the Forest of Secret Words.

Where is the city of dreams?

Shaking his head, the snow marks dispelled unrealistic conjectures, how could there be such a magnificent city in this world of lack of food and clothing, and in ruins?

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and a spear and arrow were nailed to the trunk of the spruce, and it was almost impossible to shoot him in the thigh.

It's the hunter's chaser!

Snow marks a spirit, turned over and descended the tree, the monkey generally shuttled between the branches, and disappeared into the dense forest below in a blink of an eye.

Known as the "Forest of Whispers", the villagers have always been afraid of it, and it is rumored that this forest has magical powers, like an ancient god who can see people's hearts and judge life and death.

The injured Snow Scar thought that he would have a moment to rest here, but he didn't expect them to dare to chase in.

The trees are flying back.

Snowmark ran through the jungle, covering the wound in his abdomen with one hand and pushing away the bushes and thorns that stood in his way with the other, as fast as he could now.

Less than a hundred meters behind him, there was a constant shouting sound, it was four hunters who were pursuing. They echoed each other in the local language, determined the location, and wanted to surround and hunt the snow marks.

Snow Scar's eyes began to blur, and he didn't know how much blood had been shed in the violent run. I don't know how long I can hold on.

And the pursuers behind him are getting closer and closer.

He had run out of ammunition and food, and he could not repeat the feat of killing five people in a row on the hillside with his own strength. Now he can't even resist alone.

So he can only run.

Snow Marks' target is a cliff a kilometer ahead, and in this desperate situation, the only way to escape from the pursuers behind him may be to jump off the cliff.

Although jumping off a cliff is also a life-or-death, there is still a glimmer of life after all. But if you are caught by the hunter's pursuers...... He had been one of the hunters, and he knew he was going to die, and he was going to die a terrible death.

Not to mention that he is the "son of the devil" who is hated by everyone, just before on the hillside, he killed five hunters who ambushed, how can they give up?

Snow Scar gritted her teeth.

Seriously injured, he had to run a kilometer, which was also a difficult task for him. But in order to survive, he had to do it.

He took advantage of his small stature to weave through the thorny and bushy routes, so that he could stay out of the way even though he was seriously injured.

But the hunters are not vegetarians either, they maintain an encirclement formation, closely following the snow marks. The one behind him was already close to the distance of about twenty meters from the snow mark.

The distance to the cliff was less than a quarter of the way through.

What to do?

Snow Scar thought about what to do as he walked through the bushes. Just as he was pushing aside a shrub, he suddenly found that there were no more shrubs in front of him, but a relatively empty meadow, with no tall trees and very sparse shrubs.

It was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and in the process of escaping, I panicked and walked here. This open meadow is barely sheltered and is very easy to spot.

But he had already reached this point, and there was no turning back, so Xueji had to rush over at an accelerated pace. Hopefully be able to walk through this clearing before being discovered.

But he miscalculated.

Just as he rushed to the middle of the clearing, he suddenly heard a strong wind behind him, and the hunter who had been chasing him launched an attack, apparently close to a very close distance. Snow Scar didn't have time to look back, instinctively lowered his head to dodge, but no spear flew over his head, on the contrary, his feet tightened, and he tripped and fell to the ground.

The snow marks fell on the clearing, tumbling for weeks before stopping. When I looked down, I saw that it was the hunter's zipline that was entangled in me, and at this time the zipline was tied to a stone at both ends, which was made into a tripwire. It was the hunter who had been chasing after him and sent it out. Snow Scar hurriedly untied the tripwire, and although the rudimentary noose was easy to untie, the pursuing hunter had already followed.

Three hunters surrounded the snow mark in the middle from different directions, each armed with a spear, threatening to kill him.

"Wait!" shouted the hunter who threw out the stumbling rope and stepped forward, "The leader has an explanation, don't kill it, but catch it alive." ”

The remaining three hunters were stopped. But they didn't stop there, they stuck their spears in the ground and began to punch and kick Snow Marks.

"Ruluga! can you run, she is not seriously injured!"

"Leader training! You are like a hound! You kill your own people! Brute!"

Ruluga is the hunter's name that Snowmark gave when he joined the hunter group, and the hunters are called by that name.

Snow Scar lay on the ground, helpless to fight back, and the other party, a hunter who had just lost his brother, showed no mercy - although the leader ordered him not to kill him, but did not say that he could not be mutilated.

Snow Scar tried her best to protect herself, but she still took a few heavy blows. He was at the end of his crossbow at this point, and he could no longer resist.

The hunter who shouted did not stop the other hunters from punching and kicking, he just stood by and watched, acquiescing to this behavior.

Snow Scar has betrayed the village by killing the hunters, and for them, it is the enemy.

Hunters are never soft on their enemies.

A ferocious fist landed on his body, and the snow mark already felt his consciousness gradually disappearing.

In the gap between the hunters' fists, the snow marks looked into the distance, and where the dense forest was blocked, there was the only hope of escape - a cliff. It's only a few hundred meters from the cliffs, but it's as far away as the end of the world.

Is it true that I am going to die here?

Unwilling, unwilling!

I'm not a child of the devil!

I'm not someone who deserves to die!

Snow Scar shouted in his heart, but no one could hear his cry, and even if he did, no one believed him, it was something that had already happened. The whole village surrounded him with torches, and in that dark night, the figure was like a ghost, and he tried his best to explain and tell the truth in the crowd, but only stones and saliva responded to him.

One by one, he glanced at the onlookers in an attempt to find the true "son of the devil".

He was convinced that the real mastermind, the real murderer, was in the crowd. This man has worked hard to direct such a good play, and he has besieged him here with traps and intrigues, like a hunter besieging a beast, then he must have watched this scene with his own eyes, so as to satisfy the pleasure of the conspiracy in his heart succeeding.

At this time, he was besieged by three hunters, but the scene of that night appeared in front of him, and the three figures gradually split into countless people, just like the villagers who besieged him that night.

That night, he didn't find "that person", everyone was full of righteous indignation and anger, cursing him, insulting him, there was no sinister laughter, no playful face, the other party was very hidden.

Snow Scarred was hunted down because of an incident that happened in the village a month ago: on a dark and windy night, Snow Scar was found unconscious in a closed barn, and in addition to him, there were five corpses, all of whom were familiar villagers. Needless to say, Snow Scar is a huge suspect.

Their deaths were horrific and bizarre, completely unhuman, and so unhuman, that Snowmark was dubbed the "Son of the Devil". The laws in the village were simple and crude, and everyone was sentenced to death in an instant, and in order to survive, he escaped from the village and became a solitary hunter.

But the hunters in the village would not let him go at all, so there was an ambush on the hillside and a subsequent pursuit.

After a few more heavy blows, the figure in front of Xuescar's eyes blurred. It was as if consciousness was leaving the mind and drifting into the air.

The hand guarding the vital point also became heavier and heavier, so heavy that I didn't want to lift it.

The last trace of unwilling consciousness lingered in my mind:

I can't die yet, I haven't found the murderer behind it, and I haven't avenged my sister.

My mother is still in the village waiting for the truth to come out, for me to be able to return to the village in a bright light.

Xiaoqiang also made an appointment with himself to dig for treasures in the back mountain of the school.

I still have a lot of things to do, and there are even many things I haven't experienced, and my life has only been more than ten years, is it over? Like a wild dog?

After being killed, people found out that the wild dog did not bite the baby, but was the hero who drove the wolf away, what a tragic dog?

I can't die yet! I still have so much to do!

Snowmark raised her hand again, clinging to the vital point, while the hedgehog curled himself up in a ball and rolled on the ground.

This delayed the hunters in maiming him.

But it's just a delay, and if it goes on like this, the snow marks will eventually be crippled.

Just as he was already dizzy and about to lose consciousness, he suddenly heard a bark, followed by an oooh from a hunter, and the fist that fell on him immediately stopped.

Snow Scar looked in the direction of the cry, and saw a small mountain biao covered in pure black, biting a hunter's calf and tearing hard.

It was the mountain biao that Xueji had saved before, and he had wanted to entrust it to the daughter of the merchant Wan Kui, but suddenly changed, so it was lost in the ambush on the hillside.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoshan Biao knew about Entubao, and followed him all the way to this place, and launched an attack on the hunters who beat him.

When Xueji saw Xiao Shan Biao, his heart was full of gratitude, but he was sad: even if he was an adult Shan Biao, he could not be the opponent of a hunter, let alone that he was so young? Shan Biao was not an animal that could command the mountains and forests, let alone have other animals to help. It fights alone and is bound to be killed by hunters.

Sure enough, the hunter who was bitten on the calf was in pain, and with a slap, Xiao Shan Biao flew out. It slammed to the ground, whimpering in pain.

"Brute, is it Luluga's, totem?"

The hunter looked at the bleeding wound on his leg, cursed, walked over a few steps, and angrily grabbed Xiao Shan Biao.

Totems are the objects of worship of hunters, generally based on animals. Through certain unique and mysterious rituals, they are even able to gain the power of totemic animals. Totemic animals are generally fierce beasts, and it is very ridiculous to use a weak animal like Shan Biao as a totem.

The other hunters laughed.

Xiao Shan Biao's troubles caused the hunters to temporarily stop beating him, and Xue Scar got a chance to breathe, and he wanted to stand up, but the severe pain in his body stopped him.

The hunter turned around and faced the snow marks with hatred on his face, and said with a sneer: "Look, this is what happened to you." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Shan Biao's head with one hand and was about to break its neck. Shan Biao struggled painfully in his hands, but could not get rid of his big hands.

"No!"

Snow Scar was so angry that he screamed helplessly and in pain.

The other hunters sneered at the scene.

They leave no stone unturned when it comes to torturing snow marks.

At this moment, as if some mysterious god had responded to the cry of Snow Marks, a dazzling cluster of flashes suddenly erupted in the clear sky. It was a flash of light that was even brighter than the sun, and if you looked at it, you would almost be blinded.

A thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky and slashed straight at the hunter, and at that moment he was like a huge light bulb, shining instantly, and he died instantly. Shan Biao let go of his hands and fell into the grass.

The bright light pierced the snow marks and the eyes were snow-white.

Thunder is like a late drummer, only after the flash of light. A thunderclap resounded through the jungle, shaking the birds and beasts to flee, and the Forest of Secret Words was in chaos. The thunderclap sounded like it exploded overhead, and it shook the snow marks and ringed in the ears.

A small patch of grass on the ground burned, and the smell of burnt fire began to fill the air.

What's going on? Is it a war? Snow Scar instinctively lay on the ground with his head in his hands, his ears roaring, and his heart was shocked.

At this time, a small animal licked the fingers of the snow mark, and the snow mark was now blind, so he could only reach out to touch it, and found that it was Xiao Shan Biao, and quickly held it in his arms, curled up in a ball, and protected Shan Biao with his body.

Xiaoshan Biao is fine, and Xueji feels a lot more relieved.

But after that flash of lightning, there was no follow-up, and there was no movement for several minutes, not even the hunters. He had doubts in his heart, and hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked up at the front.

The snow-white vision gradually became clearer. The ringing in his ears made him unable to hear anything.

In the silence of the forest, there is some sparse dust in the air, like flour, but the difference is that there is a little light in the smoke and fog of dust. It's like a little bit of gunpowder that has been ignited.

The smell of the jungle, which used to be a little musty, is now very fresh. There's also a hint of roses. After taking a few breaths of the floral-scented air, I felt my mind clear, and my blurred vision was finally completely clear.

This hazy scene is like a dream. In the blurred field of vision, only a white flower can be seen.

Why are there white flowers?

Rubbing his eyes, Snow Marks finally saw the situation in front of him.

A young woman, hovering in front of her, her eyes slightly closed and her face serene, seemed to be asleep.

With his hands outstretched and one leg slightly bent, he was slowly descending from the air to the ground.

A trace of smoke surrounded her, like a light veil of veil, but it could not hide her beautiful and graceful ketone body, the perfect curves, the bumpy figure, and the snow-white skin, still wanted to cover up.

Yes, she is naked. Just a meter away in front of the snow marks, she was suspended in the air in a stretched posture.

The rose-like scent was the body fragrance on the woman's body, like a spring breeze rushing towards the snow marks.

The woman's blonde hair was dancing lightly in the smoke and dust of the explosion, she was a Westerner, her age looked older than the snow marks, about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, and her body exuded the temperament of a mature woman, but her face was beautiful, her skin was delicate, and she could be broken by blowing, like a girl.

The smoke was like a light veil, cleverly obscuring the key parts below her, and only the jade legs could be faintly seen, and the sight of the snow mark involuntarily scanned down, until the tip of the woman's toes was seen, and her mature beauty made it difficult for the snow mark to breathe.

This woman's figure is many times better than the most beautiful woman Xue Zhen has ever seen, and the daughter of the merchant Wan Kui is simply a world of difference compared to her. Wan Kui's daughter did not have this mature and seductive temperament at all, otherwise the snow marks might not be able to hold on the hillside.

Not only Snow Marks, but also the several hunters who had punched and kicked Snow Marks before were also standing far away at this time, looking at this pure white Western beauty in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while.

The jade body is horizontal, the spring is shining, and everyone on the grass is as if they have been fixed.

Time seems to have stopped.

The woman had slowly fallen to the ground.

There seemed to be an invisible stance around her body, and streamers were pulsing.

The long hair stopped flying in the stand and was slowly falling onto her shoulders.

The hands, like the hair, gradually fall to the sides.

At this time, the woman's eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and her breathing gradually deepened.

With the woman's deep breathing, a ripe fruit was about to fall from the branch, and at that moment, Snow Scar couldn't help but have the instinctive idea of reaching out to hold it.

But the snow marks immediately dispelled the cranky thoughts in his mind, and there were more important things to think about in front of him.

How did lightning strikes come about? Where did Western beauties come from? What happened in that moment? Snow marks were completely unknown. Not only him, but also the hunters standing far away were also shocked and inexplicable.

Then look down at the little Shan Biao in his arms, although the corners of his mouth are bloody, but there is no big problem, Xue Scar is determined, put Shan Biao in the backpack and carry it on his back, thinking about how to escape.

The hunter is still waiting on the side, it is definitely not possible to flee directly, and I don't know what the way this ** in front of me is, whether it is friend or foe, it is difficult to choose for a while.

At this moment, the Western beauty moved, like a statue gaining life. She took a few deep breaths before gradually opening her eyes. At the same time as she opened her eyes, a painful look suddenly appeared on her face, and she immediately squatted down and held her forehead with one hand, as if her head was very painful.

She woke up.

Her movements startled everyone present, and the hunters took a few steps back.

Snow Scars had an idea, and quickly lay on the ground, squinting their eyes, motionless, if they didn't look closely, the snow marks covered in blood looked lifeless.

He's playing dead.

In this way, the hunters can be paralyzed, and secondly, they don't know whether this Western woman is friend or foe, so they can take the opportunity to observe and improvise.

The movement of the scene attracted the attention of the Western beauty, who raised her head and immediately saw several people in front of her, and at the same time noticed that she —————— vulgar description?——————, she instinctively covered her vital parts.

A blush appeared on her very Western face.

Her eyes were beautiful and moving, her gaze was resolute, and from the moment she opened them, a chilling coldness suddenly appeared around her, and she was no longer the naked and defenseless beauty she had before, and the temperament of a mature young woman emerged.

The snow marks that had been looking at her were very sensitive to this change, and suddenly felt as if some beautiful vase had been broken, and there was a faint loss in my heart.

The Western beauty crouched on the ground ,—————— vulgar description?——————, she scanned the entire clearing with coldness, swept over the snow-stained "corpses" and the bodies of hunters who died on the spot after being struck by lightning, and finally landed on the three hunters in the distance.

The three hunters were looking at her with a sinister look at her with a large bag bulging from the front of their pants.

The beauty suddenly stood up and spun around in place quickly, as if by magic, and when she turned around, she was already covered with a black silk embroidered lace trimmed nightgown. The black silk makes the beauty more mature and stable, and the temperament of the mature beauty emerges.

She was obviously naked before, but she somehow got a nightgown, is she a magician?

The dressing gown was thin and light, even a little translucent, but at least there were clothes to cover it, and the beauty stood up, her chest up and her head up.

The corners of her mouth twitched, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said to herself: "What are you talking about barren mountains and mountains with no people...... Those bastards in the logistics department, you must castrate them when you go back!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but open his eyes slightly and take a look. The reason why he was shocked was because when the Western beauty said this, it turned out to be in the Eastern Yunlai language. And the accent is pure, as if it was born and raised in Snow Country.

The beauty seemed to have noticed something, and her eyes wandered, and she glanced at the snow marks on the ground as if she were nothing.

Snow Scar hurriedly closed his eyes again, holding his breath. I even said bad in my heart.

The beauty walked forward, and Xue Scar felt worried: didn't she find out that she was pretending to be dead?

Chiguo's jade feet rustled on the burnt grass.

The voice grew louder and louder, and Snow Scar's heart became more and more uneasy. Two voices are fighting in my head:

"Run!

"No! it's so weird, I can't move, I have to keep playing dead!"

At that moment, Xueji's heart was about to explode, and his nervousness was not only the fear of danger, but also a trace of the fear of "peeking at the body of a beautiful woman, for fear of being caught red-handed".

Although she fell from the sky and fell in front of her. But it's always a little weak to watch.

In the feeling of snow marks, these steps of the beauty are so slow, as if she is out for an outing.

Suddenly, a feeling of pain came from his hand, and it was the beautiful woman who stepped on her hand. Her feet are soft and her weight is limited, and it doesn't hurt to step on the back of her hand barefoot, but unfortunately, there are some stones on the ground under the snow-scarred palm, which makes the snow-scarred palms hurt.

Nima, you stepped on something, you know?

He instinctively wanted to pull his hand, but at that moment, his thoughts suddenly flashed, and he resisted the instinct to pull his hand. Endured the pain and remained motionless.

He's pretending to be dead now, and if he moves, won't he lose all his efforts?

The beauty's feet were crushing against the back of Snow Scar's hand, and as she walked, her weight fell on this foot, and the pressure on Snow Scar's hand increased instantly.

The feeling at that moment was very subtle, and the back of the hand was against the soft soles of the beauty's feet, as comfortable as being stepped on. On the other hand, he was pierced by a stone.

Snow Scar can even keenly feel the subtle changes in the heart of her feet: when she stepped on her hand, her foot muscles tightened and relaxed, and she crushed slightly on the back of Snow Scar's hand, as if her feet were also surprised by this intimate contact, trying to change another flat foothold, but the pressure came unexpectedly, and the owner's center of gravity changed so that she and Snow Scar's hand forcibly combined. The curvature of the arch of the foot and the curvature of the back of the snow mark hand are very consistent, so the center of the foot instantly fits closely with the back of the hand in all directions, like a naked man and woman hugging tightly.

And the snow marks felt like a big fish had died on the back of the hand. Then a boat ran over the dead fish.

Xue Zhen gritted his teeth and endured the pain, motionless, he knew that the skin of the two sides was connected, and the changes in his hands must not escape the other party's perception. So he had to relax the muscles in his hands while enduring the pain, so as not to be aware that he was a living person.

This kick is actually just a normal step, but in the snow scar feeling, this step is a great step.

Finally, the beauty stepped on the hand of the snow mark, and without finding anything unusual, she strode forward and stepped over the "corpse" of the snow mark.

The skirt of the dressing gown swayed a fragrant breeze, and the scenery under the skirt was short-lived.

Snow marks were like being amnestied, and his heart was full of relief, and the expressions on his face were distorted, but he didn't dare to withdraw his hand.

He looked at the back of the beauty, and from this angle, the beauty seemed defenseless, and the beautiful curve of her back loomed in the translucent nightgown. Snow Scar said that if there was a sudden sneak attack now, he would definitely be able to subdue this weak woman.

But now the threat of the three hunters is still there, and there is no need to act.

Hmph, this time the master let you go, don't let me meet you again, otherwise I will definitely strip you naked, tie you to the bed, and then ...... Scratch your feet for an hour.

The beauty crossed the snow marks, stretched out her hand and pointed at the three hunters, and her lips lightly opened: "You guys, gouge out your eyes." ”

Like a thunderbolt, it shatters the lust of snow marks.

The tone is so soft, but full of majesty. Fluent Oriental language spit out from the mouth of a beautiful young woman in the West, and the first sentence was so arrogant and vicious!

What is the origin of this woman?

Snow Scar's whole body was stiff, sweating profusely, and he didn't dare to move.

The three hunters had jumped out of the circle as soon as their companion was struck by lightning, and had observed from afar, without acting rashly, and now hearing her say such cruel words in fluent Oriental language, the three of them looked at each other from afar, each with their own thoughts.

After a while, there was a burst of laughter among the hunters. A hunter stepped out of the crowd: "Foreign chick, you know what you say, what do you mean?"

His pants were bulging, and his eyes were lustful. Obviously has ill intentions towards Western beauties.

"Asplulu, don't underestimate her!" the leader ......of the three shouted.

The hunter named Aslulu laughed disdainfully: "When I catch the chick, buddies try it!"

With that, he was already walking towards the beauty.

"Hmph!" the Western beauty in a silk nightgown snorted coldly.

She was more than ten meters away from the hunter, and she didn't see her make any moves or send out any hidden weapons, but Aslulu fell into the bushes like a marionette with her cold snort, as if he had fallen down to avoid a grenade.

But no one threw a grenade, and he should not lie down.

A low cry came from the bushes: "Ahh......h Witch!

I saw Asplulu sit up in the bushes, covering his eyes with one hand, blood flowing from between his fingers. He was poked in the bush and blinded when he fell.

The hunters were all iron-clad men, and they didn't scream when they were poked in the eyes, but the fear in his heart was evident in this whisper: he was afraid, and he attributed this strange scene to the witch's sorcery.

Snowmark and the other two hunters were shocked, puzzled by what had just happened.

The snow marks were closer, and he could be sure that the beautiful young woman hadn't thrown any objects. A few meters away, Asplu Road fell like that, and fell so unnaturally, without even reaching out to support the ground and covering it, he was blinded by a tree branch. It was like a big invisible hand grabbing Asplulu and stuffing him into the bushes.

It's witchcraft.

"She's a Nianshi!" the hunter leader said his unfinished guess, and now from her methods, there is no doubt that she is definitely a Nianshi.

"Nianshi?

Hearing the words of the team leader, Xue Zhen was also extremely shocked in his heart, he had heard countless rumors of the Nianshi, and there was a small bronze statue of the Nianshi in the village council hall, carved with a man with fairy wind bones. It is said that he appeared a hundred years ago, fought against natural disasters with his own strength, and saved the lives of countless mountain people, after which he waved his sleeves and drifted away, leaving only the name of the teacher.

It is rumored that Nian Shi has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and is the reincarnation of immortals, gods, and Da Luo Jin Xian, but now she is standing in front of her, and she is actually a woman with flowers?

"Impossible! Nian Shi is a man, she is just a demon girl!"

"Even if Master Nian wants to kill us, he can't!"

The hunters hesitated for a moment, anger overcame fear, and they attacked decisively.

Four flying spears burst through the air.

The remaining two hunters have also seen that the opponent is by no means human, and must deal with it with all their might.

Therefore, as soon as they struck, they did not hold back, and used the stunt of throwing spears with both hands. Open the bow left and right with both hands, and each person shoots two flying spears in a row. While throwing the flying spear, they also moved in two directions at the same time, so that the flying spear attacked the opponent from four different directions, with tacit cooperation and sharp tactics.

The flying spear broke through the air, and the wind gusted, striking at the Western beauty with thin clothes. It's like a bird attacking a fish swimming in the water.

I saw the beautiful woman slowly raise a hand.

Can you block four throwing spears with just one hand?

Besides, she raised her hand very slowly, and the flying spear came suddenly, and her hand was not raised.

Her back is slightly straight, and the middle door is wide open, what kind of powerful martial arts posture is this?

Four spears were fired at the beauty in four directions, and by this time she had no way to avoid it.

Just when Snowmark thinks she's going to be shot through by a flying spear, an amazing scene happens.

I only heard an explosion, and on the path of the flying spear just now, there was a sudden plate-like ripple of air that flashed away. That's the sound vertebrae left behind by a high-speed flying object that exceeds the speed of sound and breaches the sound barrier.

And the flying spear has completely disappeared at this time.

Almost at the same time, the bodies of the two hunters exploded at the same time, as if a bomb had exploded at the same time. Fragments of the hunters' carcasses flew everywhere.

The beauty's hand was raised to her mouth at this time, she tilted her head slightly, yawned, and said lightly: "Boring." ”

She raised her hands and waist just to yawn!

What exactly happened, what object broke through the sound barrier and hit the hunter, no one knows.

"Let you keep your eyes, but you must also leave your lives ......"

The hunter by the bush was stunned for a moment, but finally understood what was happening, and he turned around and burrowed into the bushes, ignoring the pain of being blinded in his eyes, and fled on a rampage.

And the Western beauty didn't even look at him.

Snow Scar's face was pale, his whole body was stiff, and the clothes on his back were almost soaked with sweat.

How did this woman kill the two hunters? Is it a legendary mine? Who is she? Is it friend or foe?

I thought that the appearance of this woman would be an opportunity for me to escape, but I didn't expect to jump into the oil pot just after escaping from the fire pit.

He didn't understand, he didn't want to understand, he just wanted the beauty to leave soon.

As long as she is gone, she can escape.

But at this moment, the lazy and terrifying voice of the beautiful woman sounded: "Get up, don't pretend to be dead." ”

A chill from head to toe.

It's a temptation! It must be a temptation! There's no way she's going to find me.

With a hint of luck in his heart, Snow Scar still lay on the ground motionless.

"Do dead people's hands have body temperature?" The beautiful woman turned her head and walked towards the snow marks, "Do you want me to pull you up?"

Nima, can't you just die?

Hearing the words of the beautiful woman, all the hopes of the snow mark were dashed at that moment, and while the beauty was still a few meters away from him, he did not hesitate, and immediately turned over and ran towards the bushes.

Behind him came the authentic Oriental language of the Western beauty: "Run, little boy, see if you can run out of the palm of my hand......"

This pure oriental tone has a very strong sense of disobedience in the mouths of Westerners, but Xueji can't think about it at this time.

He didn't stop, he ran faster towards his set goal: the cliff.

The Western beauty did not continue to chase, she was left far behind by the snow marks.

Snow Scar ran for more than ten minutes, making sure that he was far away from the clearing, and he gradually relaxed.

His mind was still confused with what had just happened. A thunderbolt in the clear sky, a Western beauty full of oriental languages that appeared out of thin air, a flying object that broke through the sound barrier, and the human body exploded. Each of these things was beyond his barren imagination.

But in any case, he is now out of the crisis. The hunter is killed by the mysterious Western beauty who suddenly appears, and the mysterious Western beauty does not chase after him, so he can completely slow down his march and even stop on the way to treat his wounds.

With this in mind, he slowed down and took off the backpack behind him. When I opened it, I was taken aback: Xiaoshan Biao was gone!

Could it be that you ran too quickly on the road? The snow marks looked around, but there was no trace of the mountain biao.

He rummaged through his backpack for a while, making sure that there was no Shan Biao, but there was no blood, and he gradually calmed down, thinking that maybe Shan Biao couldn't stand the bumps and ran away. When loading the bag, Shan Biao's injuries were not serious, and there should be no danger.

It is, after all, a beast, not a domestic cat, and has passed the most dangerous stage of its youth under the care of Snow Marks. It is possible to survive alone in the jungle now, and there will be a day when we will see each other again. Thinking of this, Xue Zhen was a little relieved, and his heart was both moved and a little lost.

He gathered up and was about to get back on his way, but just then, he suddenly noticed a color in the bushes ahead that shouldn't be there: a bright red.

In this jungle, bright red is the last thing you should see. No plant has such a large red appearance. It is even more unlikely for animals, it is possible for insects to gather, but Snow Scar has never seen such a scene, and as for the blood, the color of the blood is not so red.

Snow Scar immediately crouched down. From the gap in the bushes, he nervously observed the bright red object.

It was a sphere floating in the air a meter above the ground, and its appearance was a vivid red, as if it had been painted red, but the sheen and brightness were brighter than any paint Snow had ever seen. Not only that, but there were several curved grooves on the top of the sphere, and streamers of light flowed and shimmered in a loop along those curves.

It's something that snow marks have never seen before. He crouched nervously in the grass for a long time, and found that the thing was only constantly glowing, without any other movement, and it was not the size that could hold a person, so he dared to come closer.

At a distance of three meters from it, Snow Marks could see what it looked like, and it looked very much like a baseball magnified dozens of times. The diameter is similar to the outer diameter of the lifebuoy, and the surface is very smooth, as if it has been coated with unimaginable magical paint, and the color is dazzlingly red. There are baseball-like curved lines on the sphere, and streamers flicker in those lines. Around the lines, there were many small black letters and numbers, and in a semicircle surrounded by the curved lines, there was a big number: 8.

Snow marks first had a strange feeling about this number: the writing of the word "8" is slightly different from that of Snow Country, where the upper circle is larger than the bottom circle, while this "8" is generally larger than the top and bottom.

At this time, the "8" was flashing like a breath in the light and dark.

Snow Scar was equally astonished by the finesse of the big red baseball: the best-preserved, most delicate instrument he had ever seen in the world was a pair of binoculars at the school. It was an antique that the teacher brought out to display in a naturalist class, and the teacher's cautious attitude showed the preciousness of the thing. Like the other students, Snow Marks praised the craftsmanship of the telescope, which is still fresh in his memory.

But if you compare it to this big red baseball, the telescope is a burial object.

After all, the telescope was a hundred years ago, and the traces left by the years were oxidation and corrosion, and its surface was covered with these traces. The big red baseball in front of him was not damaged, and there was no trace of oxidation or corrosion. It's like it just left the factory yesterday!

What the hell is this? Snow Scar couldn't figure it out, given his living environment and the shallow education he received, he couldn't figure it out at all.

Just as he was pondering what it was, the sphere suddenly changed: on its surface, the big number "8" suddenly became "7".

This change was like a gunshot to Snow Mark, and he instantly turned around and accelerated away from the red ball.

Nima! It's a bomb! A thought exploded in Snow Marks' mind.

No matter how ignorant he was, he knew that this kind of countdown was definitely not a good thing.

He moved away from the red bomb as fast as he could. As he ran, he prayed not to explode.

He made a big circle, and finally got back on the road to the cliff, not seeing or hearing the explosion along the way, and the snow marks breathed a sigh of relief. It's a long way from the red ball bomb now, but the snow marks are still not reassured. He kept running again, and went forward a few hundred meters.

He didn't stop until the wound in his abdomen hurt sharply. Sweat rained down.

He found a low-lying terrain and lay down in it, because he didn't know the power of the bomb, so he couldn't be sure that it was safe at the current distance, in this low-lying land, it would be relatively safe, even if it was affected by the explosion shock wave of the bomb, it would suffer minimal damage because of the terrain.

In the low-lying ground, Xueji redressed the wound with a waist wrap (the hunter's waist can be disassembled into a bandage), and lay down for a long time, still not hearing the explosion.

He climbed out of the edge of the low-lying ground and looked in the direction he had come, like a soldier climbing out of a trench to observe the enemy, and for a long time he saw no fire, smoke, or other signs of bomb explosions.

What, it scared me. Snowmark thought to frustration that either it wasn't a bomb or that it was very small.

But after a while, he thought of another possibility, and that was that the bomb hadn't exploded yet.

He doesn't see the process of 9 becoming 8, so the countdown may be counted in 20 minutes or 1 unit in an hour, or even in 1 unit for a day or more.

Now the distance is far enough, no matter when it explodes, as long as it descends the cliff, it will enter a very low terrain, so no matter how powerful the explosion is, it is almost impossible to affect yourself under the cliff.

Thinking of this, Snowmark decided to move on.

He pushed aside the bushes in front of him and was about to take a step, but he almost fell.

Because he saw that in an open space in front of him, there was a Western woman in a black silk nightgown.

She stood barefoot on a large picnic cloth about four meters square, which was filled with all kinds of strange things, such as bottles and cans, umbrellas, volleyballs, and some small machinery that I didn't know what it was used for. The Western woman is playing with the mess on the ground with her bare feet, muttering to herself: "Damn, there is everything, but the clothes are gone......"

Isn't it, who is the Western beauty?

Snow Scarlet turned around and ran.

Could it be that he was faster than himself, running ahead of him without him noticing?

What's going on with those things on the ground? Where did they come from? Is there a cargo station in this jungle?

Snow Scar looked back as she ran, and saw that the Western beauty had no intention of chasing, she was standing on the picnic cloth, losing her temper and kicking things everywhere.

The snow trail ran for another half an hour. During this period, except for a spring water, he did not eat water. His injuries were bad, and his strength was exhausted, but great fear oppressed him and forced him to push him beyond his limits.

This time his direction was at the end of the cliff, the middle vertical of the previous route, and this route did not overlap with the previous one, and he always kept an eye out for anyone following him along the way.

He thinks that the last time he saw the red bomb, he was attracted by it, so he didn't notice the other party's tracking and overtaking. This time he was so focused that he wouldn't make the same mistake again.

But after a few minutes, he saw something that made him fall into an ice cellar.

It was a red sphere suspended in the air, like a baseball magnified dozens of times, and streamers flowed in the curvilinear structure of its surface. It has a big number on its surface: "5"

Snow Scar didn't immediately turn around and flee like last time, and his shock instantly turned to anger. A feeling of being toyed with arises: I have fallen into an insidious trap. This is the first reaction of the snow marks.

The one who set this trap is probably the weird Western woman. The other party must have predicted his escape route and put down this striking red orb on his path to scare himself.

Now the number above is 5, and if it is related to the red ball it encountered earlier, then it is likely that it has only counted down two numbers during this time. Snowmark was not afraid of it exploding immediately, and he circled around the red orb, taking a closer look at the orb, its appearance was exactly the same as the previous one, brand new and flawless.

When did these strange red balls pop up in the jungle? It undoubtedly had something to do with the thunderbolt, the Western woman who popped up out of nowhere. But I couldn't find any connection.

As he left, Snow Scar had an idea, breaking a branch and sticking it into the ground beneath the ball. I picked up a few more mushrooms with spore dust on the surface, and smeared them lightly on the surface of the red ball like chalk. This is for marking, whether it is the movement of the sphere or the change of scene, he will immediately notice it the next time he comes.

It's better that there won't be a next time. Snowmark gave the red ball a fierce look and turned away.

He ran off the distance on a trajectory unlike any before. To make sure the route wasn't predicted, this time he took a zigzag route.

But a few dozen minutes later, he collapsed again.

Pushing aside a bush, he saw a four-meter-square picnic cloth in a clearing behind the bush, and a Western woman was erecting a shelf next to the picnic cloth, with a toolbox-sized mechanism at her feet, which looked like an oven.

Behind her, on the other side of the picnic cloth, a chaise longue had been propped up, and the chaise longue was so large that it was impossible to carry it with her.

Western beauties are fiddling with that oven-like machine. Without looking back, she said, "Little boy, we meet again." ”

Before she could turn back, Snowmark slipped into the bushes again. Disappear.

"What a stubborn child...... "Western beauty sighed.

Snowmark saw the red ball again.

He felt so tired.

A sense of despair welled up in him, and he felt as if he had fallen into a whirlpool, and no matter which direction he swam like, he would eventually fall into the bottomless abyss at the center of the whirlpool.

What made him despair the most was the spore powder on top of the red ball, and the branches under the red ball. If only one of the two occurs, then it can be inferred whether there are multiple red balls and whether they have moved.

But now it's both. Then a third terrible conclusion is drawn:

Snowmarks are lost.

He was once again at the spot where he had seen the red ball for the first time.

Why didn't he find himself lost on the road? Because there is no road in the jungle, and the scenery is very repetitive, you can't tell whether you pass here by the things on the road, you can only pass by the landmarks that don't change, such as cliffs, rivers, and waterfalls. Only by discovering these landmarks can you judge whether you are walking on the right path or not. It's like sailing in the middle of the ocean, where only the lighthouse and the land can be used as a reference, and there is no point in observing the waves.

Inexperienced jungle explorers will leave marks on tree trunks to mark their path, and in this Forest of Whispers, they will inevitably die a terrible death, because the trees in the jungle grow at a rate that ordinary people can't imagine, and the nicks will disappear quickly, either in height or healed.

Hunters know that this method is useless, and they don't need to use it, and years of training have made them very sensitive to information such as sunlight and the direction of plant growth, so they don't get lost in the jungle.

Snow Marks has not been lost since the day she became a hunter. He has lived in this jungle for many years, and to him, this jungle is like his back garden.

So he was very confident that he was taking the right route, so when he saw the red ball again, he didn't think about the possibility of getting lost at all.

Now, he looked at the red ball and the familiar trees around him, and looked at the number "3" on the red ball that was like a breath, and the ticking of a clock seemed to appear in his ears.

He felt a little dizzy. I don't know if it's due to blood loss, fatigue, or fear.

Twenty minutes later, he came to the clearing where the Western beauties were again. If you look closely, you will see that this is the same clearing as before, because the corpses of the hunters who were previously shattered by unknown objects are still scattered around, and the blood stains are especially fresh.

This is also a good proof that Snow Mark has always been in a state of getting lost, and he has been moving between two points. No matter how he adjusted his course, he could not get out of his shackles. Just like an iron ball attracted by a magnet, no matter how it rolls, the poles of the magnet ns are its eternal destination.

Extraordinary efforts failed.

The Western beauty brushed aside the bushes and walked towards the snow marks, and under the setting sun, his bewitching body cast a long black shadow, like a bell tower collapsing.

In the dense forest, there is no way to escape the snow marks, and the mysterious Western woman is walking towards the snow marks step by step.

Snow Scar resides and decides to make a final move.

His eyes were glazed, he stared straight ahead, and said happily into the air: "Sister, is it you? Sister, you are here to pick me up!"

"Sister, who's your sister?" the beauty asked, pausing in her tracks.

"Oh...... Isn't it my sister? I'm sorry, my eyes are not good, and I recognize the wrong person. Hearing the beautiful woman's voice, Snow Scar shook her head and looked disappointed, like a blind man hearing an unfamiliar voice.

"Eyes are not good?" The corners of the beauty's mouth lifted and smiled slightly: "Come over and let me see?"

Snow Scar had to do as she was told. Walk forward.

I thought to myself: Ah Bing, it's all up to you!

Bing is a blind man in the village. Because I often saw him, and I imitated him as a prank when I was a child, Snow Mark is now familiar with pretending to be blind.

Snow marks are actually just pretending to be blind. He heard what the beautiful woman had just said, and knew that she had no intention of taking people's lives, but that the men had to take their eyes because they had seen her nakedness, as evidenced by letting the blind hunters escape. Therefore, Snow Scar failed to pretend to be dead and failed to escape, so he could only carry out the final plan: pretending to be blind.

Snowmark's large eyes are ethereal and clear, and seem to be pure and immaculate.

The beauty looked at the eyes of the snow marks, stunned slightly, and hesitated.

The snow marks were overjoyed, and the secret plan was successful, but his face was not happy, and his eyes were still so sluggish.

In fact, his trick has long been seen through by the beauty, she wanted to poke him blind when Xueji took off his hands, but when she saw Xueji's delicate and handsome face, her eyes lit up, and she felt pity, so she hesitated a little.

Seeing that he was young and handsome, the beauty was a little relieved, and her heart moved, and she decided to tease him.

"My name is Elvey, what about you?"

"Ah...... Hello sister, my name is Snow Marks. ”

I almost lost my mouth and called Auntie!

In fact, the beauty is only in her twenties, and she is still the age of a flower, but Xueji is only fifteen years old, so in theory, she should indeed be called an aunt.

"Come, Snow Marks, come closer, let my sister take a good look, my sister is the best at treating eye diseases. ”

Snow Scar's heart was cold.

Because Xueji's height was only up to the beauty's chest, the beauty bent down at this time, approached Xueji's face, looked at him, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Can't mess up, don't mess up, Snow Marks warns herself.

His eyes were still staring straight ahead, his eyes glazed over.

"It looks like I'm really blind. Elvi swayed her body gently, and the rhythm was moving.

"Yes...... Yes, I have been blind since I was a child. "Snow marks sit still.

"In that case, then ......," Elvi lowered her eyes and stroked the open neckline of her pajamas with her hand,—————— vulgar description?——————, "what are you doing in this dense forest?"

"I was captured by the bad guys, and the bad guys wanted to take me as a slave laborer. I was knocked unconscious, and when I woke up, I found that a chivalrous woman had killed the bad guys, and I was so frightened that I ran around the jungle and came here before I knew it. ”

"Chivalrous ......" Elvi smiled, savoring this oriental word, like tasting an olive.

She got a little closer to the snow mark and exhaled like a lan: "Since you can't see it, and you fainted again at that time, how do you know that it was a woman who killed those bad people?"

"Smell! I smell it, and there is a fragrance on the heroine's body, just like the one on my sister's body. In order to pretend to be more like, Snow Scar took a few breaths and inhaled the smell of the air, showing that he had a good nose. "Ah...... Sister, you are so fragrant, you must be very beautiful. ”

The air is full of body fragrance on beautiful women, mixed with milky fragrance, which is very charming. These few puffs of aroma came in, and Xuezhen suddenly felt dizzy.

Erwei listened to Xueji's praise very useful, and felt that it was a pity to poke blind, and wanted to continue to tease.

"Yes, you've been blind since you were a child, so your other senses must be very sensitive, and it seems that your nose is very good?" Elvie straightened up slightly, "So you come and smell it, what is this?"

Belch...... Can I say it's a steamed bun?

"It's so fragrant, this ...... It must be a bouquet of bright roses. It's a pity I can't see it, it must be beautiful. ”

The snow marks suppressed the lust in his heart, his face did not change, and his answer was like a stream.

The Western beauty Ellewei smiled secretly in her heart, a little admired, but a little unwilling: Couldn't her own posture make this mountain boy obedient?

Seeing that Snow Scar was indifferent, she straightened up and took a few steps back.

Xuezhen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said that he had finally passed the test.

Elvi took a step back, took a stand on the grass, and looked to the left and right.

Snow Scar had some doubts in his heart, but he was only thinking about how to get out at this time.

"Big sister, it's been half a day since I was caught here by the bad guys, I should go home for dinner now, otherwise my mother will ......"

Snowmark tries to find a way out.

Elvier's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she did not answer his words. After looking around and making sure that there was no one around, she lightly dismissed Luo Shang,—————— vulgar description?——————

"Yes...... Will be in a hurry...... Poof!"

The mature beauty of the West, Erwei, tilted her head slightly, her expression was obscure, and there was a prank in her smile with the pleasure of succeeding in her prank, and there was a hint of longing.

In the deserted mountains and mountains, Erwei once again showed her figure in front of the snow marks.

But this time there were no clouds, no one was on the side, and no one was asleep.

—————— vulgar depictions?——————

Snow Scar has never encountered such a difficult choice in her life, on the one hand, it is the catharsis of desire, and on the other hand, it is the threat of being poked blind.

Peony flowers are also merry to be ghosts. Snowmark is now finally able to understand the true thoughts of the hunters who spend their days drinking and drinking. Just like the two dead hunters, if they had spent a satisfying night in the gentle country of women before they died, then the moment of death would have been less regrettable.

Now that the beauty is present, and at the same time the road ahead is long, life and death are unpredictable, and it is easy for people to be desperate and fall into the world of indulgence and pleasure. The young Snow Mark is even more at the age of being strong and easy to indulge, so he is also in this state now, he is so horny that he is teased, he can hardly control it, and there is a thought in his heart that gradually swells: there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, regardless of whether he lives or dies tomorrow.

But he still hadn't completely lost his mind, and just as his desires were about to explode, the last shred of reason reminded him: if something really happened to him and Elvey, was it possible for him to be alive?

He deeply understands that Elvi's meeting with him is not because of an improvement in the relationship, but for some other unknown reason.

With Elvi's cruel indulgence, she couldn't escape death.

But isn't it a pleasure to die in the gentle country?

But life has just begun, and you really have to give up the whole forest for the sake of one tree?

But do you really have a tomorrow?

Xue Scar struggled fiercely in his heart, his face could no longer hold back, and he also knew that the other party had seen through his lie. It's useless to pretend again, so he doesn't hide it anymore, his face is red at this time, and he is sweating hot.

Elvie giggled and leaned close to the snow marks.

"Say, what do you see?"

"Beauty...... Something beautiful. ”

"Haha, my sister said that I am the best at treating eye diseases. ”

But at this moment, Elway's face changed.

Between her and the snow marks, a black ball suddenly appeared. A fluffy, faintly fluorescent black ball the size of a football suspended in the air like a soap bubble. The translucent thin walls seem to break at the slightest poke. The energy in the center of the black sphere reacted violently, full of a sense of danger.

Snow Marks didn't see the black ball. Just as he wondered why Elvi had stopped, the blackness that covered the sky instantly covered the world of snow marks, and the sharp pain made snow marks faint in an instant.

A massive explosion shook the entire Forest of Secret Words. From the air, in the open space where Elvi was, a thick black pillar of smoke shot straight into the sky like a rocket, without fire, but it still frightened the birds and beasts to flee in all directions.

The column of smoke was like wolf smoke, but it was very thick and thick, like tons of wolf dung burning at the same time. Thick black smoke gradually filled the clearing.

At that moment, Elvi was blown upside down and flew out, and as she was in the air, a golden light suddenly shot out from her hand, shooting into the empty air.

After that, she landed on the ground more than ten meters away, her hair was messy, her hands crossed in front of her, and she was gasping for breath.

The snow marks were completely gone.

"I didn't expect that. There is such a big secret in this child!"

The black smoke from the explosion grew thicker and thicker, covering the entire clearing, enveloping Elvi in it.

From the black smoke came Elvey's angry shout: "Let the horses come!