"Do something meaningful in a limited lifetime"

This is the truth that Shen Qiansan just understood, maybe he shouldn't understand this truth, otherwise maybe he would have entered the next crossing at this moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But he understood, understood, and did something damn about it.

He hadn't thought about what kind of person he had crossed over to this time, nor did he want to know who this girl was, let alone what the consequences would be after doing such a thing.

Because he knew that in less than three minutes, his 'lifetime' would be over again, and this body was just a resting place on his way through.

"It's time to go! I hope it's the bull's-eye, poor man, my son, born a baby without a father!"

Three minutes came quickly.

Shen Qiansan looked at this beautiful girl, and suddenly felt so reluctant in her heart, but when she thought of her situation, she suddenly felt hatred and anger from it, and muttered to herself: "Why... Why do you do this to me..."

Two lines of bloody tears slid down and landed on the woman's long eyelashes.

The woman trembled, her eyes opened suddenly, she looked at Shen Qiansan with suspicion and surprise, and then smiled coldly with hatred: "Because I want you...... Die!"

Shen Qiansan also trembled when he heard this, and his first reaction was not the woman's words, but ...... Why haven't you left? Why haven't you crossed yet?

He was absolutely right, every time he crossed, he could only live for three minutes, and after three minutes, he would cross again, but this time...

"Someone, help!"

The shrill and angry screams in his ears woke him up, and Shen Qiansan was full of excitement.

The curse of the three-minute crossing was broken, he was excited, he was excited, but suddenly, he remembered the woman's words just now......

"Because I want you...... Die!"

......

Shen Qiansan still didn't cross again after all, he pierced a layer of obstacles, but he also pierced the sky.

He watched blankly as a group of strong men in ancient costumes rushed in;

He stared blankly at the changes in the expressions on the faces of the old men who came after him, from horror to anger;

He stared blankly at the woman, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and was helped out by a group of women;

He watched in a daze as a group of men wrapped him in sheets and dragged him down a hall;

He stared blankly at the heated arguments of a group of older old men;

He vaguely heard the old man sitting at the top say, "... Send to the execution table!"

When he came to his senses, it was white and cold.

It was snow, icy and snowy.

He was wrapped in only one... Sheets.

"I didn't cross again?I didn't cross?!I didn't cross!!I stayed!"

Shen Qiansan suddenly jumped up, roared excitedly, and ran wildly in the snow like crazy.

The enthusiasm brought by the excitement could not stop the biting chill of this ice and snow world, Shen Qiansan finally returned to his soul, and looked at his body, there was only a bed sheet, and in addition, there was a jade ring on his finger.

Thinking was still excited, he quickly checked the body he occupied this time, his name was Shen Qiansan, his identity, the grandson of the deceased three elders of the Cold Snow Sect, and his parents were dead.

He is timid, greedy for life and afraid of death, and even a little cowardly, but he cultivates hard, and his textbook-like martial arts are okay.

"The character is the same as me... Kind of..."

Shen Qiansan knows himself very well, and his character in his previous life is the same, so instead of feeling that this predecessor is a bag, he is a little 'sympathetic', or 'sympathetic'

The woman's name was Song Yirong, her mother died early, and her father was just an ordinary mountain man near the Cold Snow Sect.

"This woman... Why do you want to kill him?" Shen Qiansan searched his memory carefully, and soon, he discovered the problem.

Shen Qiansan's parents chased and killed the traitor of the sect three years ago, the traitor fled to Song Yirong's house, and used his father as a threat, Shen Qiansan's father missed for a while, although he killed the traitor, but also killed Song's father by mistake, and then Shen's father returned to the sect, feeling guilty, and had a hard time, and finally chosen... Death as an appropriation.

Heartbroken, her mother left her son with only a ring, and followed her husband.

If you think about it, there seems to be only one reason.

Shen Qiansan cultivates hard and has good martial arts, Song Yirong is an ordinary disciple, naturally not Shen Qiansan's opponent, so this morning he deliberately *** ignorant and shy Shen Qiansan.

The young man's blood was strong, he was overexcited for a while, and his blood surged up, and he returned to the west, just in time to cross over.

"Dog blood!" Shen Qiansan shook his head.

I didn't think about it, and the chill hit.

How can a thin layer of sheet keep out the cold of this icy place?

He turned his head to look around, and his heart sank.

This is the torture platform of the Cold Snow Sect, it sounds like a decapitation platform or something, but in fact, it is a cliff on all sides, and there is no grass in it... Snow Valley!

The reason why it is called the torture platform is because this is the place where the disciples of the sect who are punished for the most heinous crimes, and this kind of person is cheaper to kill them with a sword, so they have the miserable end of throwing them into the snow valley, letting them freeze and starve, and finally freeze to death and starve to death.

'Rape' is a crime, a sword is too light, only the torture platform is the most perfect destination for this kind of person.

The Torture Terrace Snow Valley also has a role, that is, to train the disciples, so that the disciples of the sect can practice in this harsh environment, but there are only two times a year, each time lasting a month, and the second time this year has just ended the day before yesterday!

"There is no grass, birds and beasts are extinct, and there is not even a single insect!" Shen Qiansan gasped, he didn't want to die, he longed to live, he wanted to have a long life, he didn't want to die like this.

He panicked, ran wildly, and searched back and forth in this small snow valley......

Not to mention birds, beasts, plants and trees, not even a frozen corpse.

The Cold Snow Sect will ensure that the snow valley is clean and will never leave a corpse!

Shen Qiansan sat down in the snow, looking up, there were straight mountain walls facing the sky all around, and it was impossible to climb out.

"What should I do? Di Yun in the Liancheng Jue at least caught the eagle, but here... Not even a single eagle feather will fly in, let alone an eagle. ”

Shen Qiansan's heart was pounding, a cold wind was blowing, and his heartbeat slowed down.

He frantically pounded on the heavy rock gate at the entrance to Snow Valley, but no matter what he said, it remained shut, without the slightest sign of opening.

The sky gradually darkened, and Shen Qiansan's hut built with snow did not have the slightest effect, so he had no choice but to choose to practice martial arts to drive away the cold.

The night passed, and when it was almost dawn, Shen Qiansan finally stopped, grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth to quench his thirst, but he shivered cold.

Cold, frighteningly cold.

Tired, hopelessly tired.

There is also a growing ...... Hunger!

The consumption of physical strength, the dissipation of calories, the lack of food supplements, and just one night's effort, even if he was already a samurai who had entered the house, he couldn't bear it.

The coldness around is like a bloodthirsty snake, squeezing away the temperature of the body bit by bit.

Shen Qiansan was desperate.

Leaning on the outside of the snow room, looking at the large red glow that appeared on the opposite mountain wall, so far away, so unfamiliar.

"Could it be... I'm going to die like this?"

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body.

The whole body is cold, but strangely, on the left arm... It's still a little warm.

He was slightly stunned, raised his hand and touched his left arm, and he immediately noticed that there was indeed a fist-sized area on his left arm that was warm.

"What's going on?" Shen Qiansan was surprised and patted lightly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a flash of red light on my arm, and with a sound of 'dang', the red light turned into a golden... basins, falling to the ground.

Shen Qiansan was stunned for a moment, fortunately, after he crossed a few times, his nerves had already barely been able to be surprised, so he was not frightened by the sudden fall of something in his body.

"Basin, how can I have a basin in my body?" Shen Qiansan frowned, thinking about it carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up: "The last time I traveled to... Shen Wansan, at that time, I also said that I had a fate with his name, maybe I didn't have to cross again, but in the end I still crossed, could it be... This is... Cornucopia?"

He was overjoyed, and immediately put the basin on the ground, looked at the only sheets on his body, and tore them off and threw them into the basin.

"Cornucopia, I heard that if you put a grain of rice in it, a pot will come out soon, put a handful of soil in it, and the soil that will come out soon can stop the Yangtze River... You've changed!" Shen Qiansan stood in the snow with dry and purple lips, staring at the cornucopia on the ground, and after a while, his eyes were bloodshot, but this basin did not conjure up a large number of sheets for him.

Shen Qiansan was desperate, he grabbed the basin, but he didn't notice that the emerald green ring on the middle finger of his right hand collided with the basin and made a crisp sound.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly the sheets began to fall out of the basin, exactly the same sheets, one and another......

Shen Qiansan was overjoyed, it was really a cornucopia!

But at this moment, he was cold, and he didn't care about the cornucopia, so he casually put his hand aside, grabbed the sheets on the ground and wrapped them around his body.

One, two, three... Five later, Shen Qiansan pulled it, but found that it was gone.

He was slightly stunned, why didn't it change?

Hurriedly squatted down and reached out to pat the cornucopia, and inadvertently the ring on his hand touched the cornucopia, and immediately another one came out.

Shen Qiansan grabbed it and hurriedly wrapped it around his body, and when he looked down, there was still only one in the basin, and it didn't come out again.