Di Zi'an rested in place for a while, fortunately, a steady stream of power continued to pour out from the illusion sealed in his mind, nourishing his body, this power came from the huge human-faced tarantula just now, the beast didn't know how many lives it devoured, accumulated a huge amount of spirituality, and it was with the help of its spirit that the first layer of illusion Winter was completely weaved.

For a long time, Di Zi'an struggled to walk to the place where the human-faced tarantula turned into white smoke before, the broken corpse was actually no longer human, but Di Zi'an still sighed, according to the corrosiveness of the venom in the tarantula's stomach, it was not digested in the stomach, it is estimated that it was just swallowed not long ago.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Di Zi'an walked towards the pig-shaped creature, at this time the pig was much calmer, not kicking and screaming like just now, but the wound on the right hind limb was still bleeding out, Di Zi'an originally thought that this pig should have been attacked by demons, but now it seems that he should have been frightened and injured, if it was injured by a tarantula, a small drop of venom can kill dozens of pigs of this size.

Di Zi'an casually tore a strip of cloth from the elbow of his shirt and briefly treated the wound, and in the process, the pig looked at Di Zi'an with wide eyes, very quiet and docile. Is this tamed?

At the very least, you can also think about riding a pig...... Di Zi'an couldn't imagine that the picture was too beautiful.

After a simple treatment, although it still couldn't go fast, the pig also regained its mobility, and in fact the speed was faster than Di Zi'an expected. In order not to increase the burden of this pig, in the end, Di Zi'an didn't sit on it, so why did he be busy for so long, Di Zi'an didn't figure out why he wanted to save this livestock in the end.

As the sky grew darker, the howling wind grew stronger and stronger, like a sharp sword raging over the wilderness, and the clouds pressed heavier against the ground. Di Zi'an continued on the road with a pig, now it is certain that there is a village nearby, if there is no accident at the foot of the mountain in the distance, Di Zi'an looked at the world, the sky has completely fallen into darkness, there was still gray light before, and with the darkness of the night, something floated down from the sky.

It's not an illusion. Di Zi'an sighed, feeling the rapidly dropping temperature around him, how come there is such a thing as snow in this world?

The surrounding fields gradually became white and flat, and the whole land was covered with layers of snow, as if it were covered in a silvery white coat. In a short time, the snowflakes were already falling in a wave of momentum, as if to connect the vast earth with the boundless sky.

Di Zi'an felt that his physical energy was being consumed rapidly, although there was a fire inside to support, but the characteristics of his natural chills made Di Zi'an quite uncomfortable, and now Di Zi'an gradually understood that cold is the sequelae of mercury's promotion, unless the subsequent promotion makes up for it, otherwise this defect will always exist.

Why doesn't this pig look cold? Di Zi'an raised his eyebrows and put his hand on its back, and for a moment Di Zi'an felt like he had touched a giant warm baby.

And this creature, Dizi'an leaned his whole body against the pig's wide back, feeling the constant warmth in the cold, just like a hand warmer, and now Dizi'an knew why the man who had left the village and died in the mouth of the demon took the pig out, probably anticipating the cold to come......

Flute frowned, lying motionless on the back of the pig, but the sound of a sword cutting through the air sounded behind him, and the pop was like a stab at something, and along with the sound of some kind of creature falling into the snow, it was buried in the whistling snow, and no one would notice the footprints walking on the snow.

Because Di Zi'an was now lying completely on the pig's back, with his feet off the ground, there were only footprints left by the pig's four hooves on the snow, but after this, there was another pair of footprints, deeply imprinted in the snow, walking with a man and a pig, like the most faithful guard. In this snowstorm, a snow-flying illusion is not recognizable at all.

In the distance, a village at the foot of the mountain.

The sky was dark and nothing could be seen, and as far as the eye could see, the whole world was shrouded in a white expanse.

At the entrance of the village, the light of the fire burning in the snow can be faintly seen, where dozens of villagers in simple clothes shiver in the cold wind with torches, they can only barely hide from the wind and snow under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and each other's eyes are looking towards the white and unknowable place in the distance, waiting for someone to return.

"Lord Wu should be back before dark. ”

"Maybe it's been delayed, I'll be there soon. ”

"yes, yes, I'll be back soon. ”

At first, they comforted each other with a word, but soon, as time passed, the sky fell silent, and the faces of these villagers finally only had worries that could not be concealed.

The snow is falling, the villagers are snuggling under the big tree at the entrance of the village shivering, the only fire pig in the village was taken away by Lord Wu, Lord Wu wants to go to the nearby village to ask for help from the witch of that village, winter is coming, the bloodthirsty demon is going to come out again, every time the village is paying a lot of flesh and blood to quench its appetite, and even because of this, people in the village starve to death and freeze to death every winter.

This is all something that cannot be helped, in this world, in this era, in the era of rampant demons.

Although the torches in their hands can provide a little heat, although the big trees at the entrance of the village can also avoid the direct invasion of wind and snow, although every villager who survives this era is a man who has endured more than ten or decades of hard years, but when time passes, many of them begin to show despair on their faces, not only because of the cold outside, but also because of the fear in their hearts.

Wu is the only person in the village who is proficient in magic, not only that, but also the best doctor in the village, and more importantly, Wu can resist demons, or know how to avoid demons, if you lose Wu at this time, then this village is estimated to not be able to survive this winter, no Wu, no hope.

"Hey, Guo Zi, your eyes are sharp, do you see if Master Wu is there?"

A villager looked from afar, all the time, and finally saw a small black dot at the end of the white expanse, and suddenly screamed in surprise, and the villagers seemed to forget that they were under the harsh cold for a while, and looked eagerly. As the black dot approached, the outline gradually became clearer.

"Look, that's the fire pig from the village!"

"It's Lord Wu! Lord Wu is back!" Several older people could almost say that they were about to burst into tears, and as the distance got closer and closer, under the expectation of everyone, the fire pig in the village appeared in everyone's field of vision, along with the figure on their backs.

"Great!!!!

It seems strange that he is welcomed to this extent, and for a while Di Zi'an doesn't know how to deal with it,

"Whoa, everybody...... Good evening?"