Xiao An walked alone in the secluded valley of death, at this moment alone, the desolation behind seemed to rise curling smoke, the faint black gas spread everywhere, like a hellish feeling, and the corpses on the ground, like the evil ghosts of hell, one by one were about to get up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao An looked back, still dim, not a little angry, he shook his head, and continued to move forward, the road ahead is long, I don't know where the end is, but he believes that the road to Death Valley is not too long, this place will not be too vast, and he will soon be able to reach the top of the valley.

The corpses are slowly decreasing, which is already something Xiao An expected, and looking at the sky, although it is not noon at this moment, the sky is still very dark, as if it is about to snow again.

Death Valley is a deep bottom, so there will be no snowflakes floating in, and if it is true that all the snow falls in Death Valley, then the snow will naturally be very large this year, so big that there will be snow disasters in many places.

In this world, man-made disasters may be resistible, but there is no measure against natural disasters, this forest is fortunate that there will be no natural disasters, otherwise there will be no natural disasters, otherwise there will be those hundreds of thousands of years of trees, this is an excellent place.

Xiao An looked around while walking, because Xiao An thought that in fact, the place where Li Dingguo's army was stationed had never been found, so he wanted to take a look, to see the changes in history, to see the vicissitudes of history.

The Lal people are just the bottle responsible for the sealing of the demon's power, not looking for a place where Li Dingguo has stayed, and Xiao An thinks that there seems to be something strange in the battle of Li Dingguo's final destruction, and he wants to restore the truth of history once, which is also the wish of Zhou Maoyin.

In the process of walking, Xiao An found another way up the opposite cliff, he stopped at the intersection for a moment, then lit a cigarette, and said to himself,

"Sure enough, there is still a road, but the road ahead is long, and I am alone! If Mr. Zhou is here, then naturally he has already gone up to take a look, although it is a pity, but I will definitely go to see it later. ”

As he spoke, the cigarette wrapped around his hand, wisps of smoke surrounded his fingers and then spread in the air, there were many regrets and helplessness in his eyes, and his face was thoughtful and calm, and he was quite emotional in his heart.

He didn't stay long, he didn't look back, he looked ahead, he strode forward.

Finally reached the top of the valley bottom, it really felt like the end of the world, the surrounding withered grass and rocks outlined the mountain wind, and the breeze came to the face, without a little warmth.

However, the wind is all the same, the temperature is a little unsupportable, Xiao An has a lot of depression in his eyes, and the rush of the past few days has made his forehead have a sense of vicissitudes of years.

Coupled with the messy hair on the top of his head, people look at him and feel that he seems to be an experienced person, his eyes are beating slightly, and there is indescribable wisdom and brightness in it, and his influence and age seem to be mild at this moment.

The scum on his face filled in a lot of mystery for himself, perhaps this was exactly what suited his image, a person who seemed out of place in the world.

Xiao An exhaled, looking at the firmament-like forest in his eyes, the cold air around him hung like a white cloth, the vast earth, like a beautiful scroll, and the cold air was the finishing touch.

If there was no cold, the only depression here would feel monotonous and lifeless, but Xiao An did not let out a blue and wild sigh, just stood in place, letting the wind disrupt his messy hair, and letting the cold invade his body.

His gaze was still in front of him, and he didn't jump at any time, he was looking at the world outside the end of the world, a white world.

The breeze on the edge of the cliff is the wind power emanating from the vast land, and this is indeed the top of the cliff, like a hole in the middle of a mountain, which makes people feel surprised and makes people feel a lot more weird.

In the white expanse of the ocean, there is no other superfluous color, if there is anything that blocks the view, it is the rolling mountains, the undulating mountains are like white dragons, vigorous and powerful, and the place is more ancient.

Mountains are the patron saint of this forest, in this vast forest, mountains are not particularly unexpected, and the mountain of Death Valley is just one of them, and when looking into the distance in this half of the world, there is nothing special to find, which makes Xiao An a little disappointed.

Originally, he thought that he could see a little bit of Qi Village in this place, and according to the things in the essay, he could judge one or two, but this scene made him have to shake his head and sigh, and he didn't find anything, and if there was anything that might be blocked by the mountains, or heavy snow, or the sea of clouds in the distance, these are all undeniable factors.

But Xiao An still thinks that Qi Village stays somewhere under this cliff, as long as he works hard, he will find this place, and then enter to find out what happened, the origin of the hallucination, that aspect of the matter, and what happened to the mysterious two.

Since it was just a remnant wind, Xiao An didn't have to make too many stops in this place, and staying was just a waste of time, wasting the time he should have done things, he decided to turn around and look at the other road he was passing by, that road might be the last place he was interested in, if there was nothing on it, he would go back directly, return to the Lal tribe, and then think about how to find the ruins of Qi Village.

Xiao An turned around and walked out of this place where the end of the world felt like the wind was still there, but he didn't look back again, letting this breeze blow.

The black shadow not far away, hiding in a place he couldn't see, watching his every move, he was not afraid of Xiao An, but wanted to see what Xiao An wanted to do, he was not willing to contact Xiao An at the moment, and he didn't want to remind Xiao An of anything, everything was waiting for Xiao An to make plans again, and for the people of the Lal tribe, he decided to let them go, after all, so many people died, he temporarily stopped.

In fact, Huang Bo's death was all unexpected by him, he didn't intend to put Huang Bo to death, but just wanted to intimidate him, make his world view distorted, and then he couldn't live like a normal person.

At that time, he also saw Huang Bo leave like an ostrich who had lost his mind, like a ghost's pursuit, he didn't follow behind, he didn't want Xiao An to realize that he didn't just exist in the white mist, so he gave up.

When he saw Huang Bo again, he was already a corpse that died of exhaustion, but when he took his last breath, he saw himself, and then his fear intensified, his heart beat faster, and he died suddenly, which has an indirect relationship with himself, but it is not directly related, but his plan seems to be a little imperfect, he originally had some more perfect plans, but because of Huang Bo, he was a little confused, but it doesn't matter, the protagonist is still there, he can continue.

And about this protagonist is Xiao An, Xiao An not far away.