The wind and snow dawn, and the goose feathers reflect the decomposition of the early sun.

In the vast snow-white, snowdrifts resembling yurts stand tall.

Beneath the snowdrifts, each has a small entrance, in which there are either whispers or cold silence.

Rustle Rustle –

Suddenly, he hurried his footsteps, and a row of footprints reflected in the snow, and he accelerated as much as he could, running wildly towards one of the tallest snow pillars in the distance.

As we passed by the snowdrifts, someone occasionally poked their heads out of the hole at the bottom, but soon some of them curled back, shivering inside the snowdrift and looking confused.

Shout!

When the figure was about to approach the pillar of snow, a dark shadow suddenly flashed, and the footsteps became more urgent!

Roar –

Roar Roar Roar –

In the twilight, in the vast wind and snow, a roar like a ghost brought a chain reaction.

Several ghostly figures slammed down on the galloping man, and the next second, the figure flew out sideways and slammed into a snowdrift, leaving nothing but his footprints and the wind and snow behind.

Boom –

The person who crashed into the snowdrift broke through half of the snowdrift and passed out completely. And inside the snowdrift wall that he pierced, all kinds of characters were densely written, and in the deepest part, this person was sitting quietly, with shaggy hair and a gloomy face, constantly muttering something.

Half an hour later, there was a dripping sound in his chest, and he reached out to take it out, but it was a pair of ink that shimmered red.

After a moment's pause, he cautiously tried to put his eyes on.

In an instant, if this person was struck by lightning, many unfamiliar pictures flashed in the ink realm.

Half a quarter of an hour later, as if he had received a huge blow, he put his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, and a trace of color appeared in his confused eyes.

"How long has it been...... Whew, whew!"

Deep down, a voice replied, "This time it's two days, and there are less than seven days left before the deadline for the system's mission." ”

Shaking his head, he came to his senses completely, the voice of the system, his identity is self-evident, and he is naturally our Chu Sect Master.

"What else have I forgotten?" Chu Feiyang said heavily.

"The things that can be recorded, Xuanling sunglasses have recorded. Didn't you see it all?" said the system.

"Okay!"

Taking a deep breath, Chu Feiyang looked at the person who had woken him up just now, and at this moment, the person's expression was already dazed, and he fell asleep.

Put on the Xuanling sunglasses again, just like before, Chu Feiyang had to figure everything out and break out of this devastating environment.

Screen flow.

After defeating the snowman, the vast expanse of wind and snow changes dramatically, and the earth rumbles.

Where the shattered remains of the snowman were, they rose from the ground and formed snowdrifts that looked like yurts.

At that time, Chu Feiyang and the others hadn't figured out what was going on, when they saw that on top of those snowdrifts, something that looked like people and ghosts appeared, ethereal and illusory, but they were extremely familiar.

"Lin Ba Gun ......"

"Zilian ......"

Yes, the ghosts standing above the snowdrifts are the same companions they had 'killed by mistake' before.

As soon as the picture turns, the snowdrift is displaced, covered with wind and snow, like a snow sea stone forest, there is a rumbling sound, and in the center of the distance, a towering snow pillar rises from the ground, and an iron can stands firmly on its top.

In the next second, everyone was attacked by those ghosts, and their memories were shattered.

Chu Feiyang was also attacked, and the AT force field could be perfectly defended, but in the end, he was defeated by the impact of numerical superiority, and one after another figures were knocked into the snowdrift.

The picture turned again, I don't know how many times I went through the attack, Chu Feiyang finally found that the central snow pillar was its root!

"It's ...... Kick the Jar Game ......"

Before the words fell, countless ghosts rushed in, and he seemed to have forgotten the use of the AT force field at that time, and was driven into the snowdrift without any backhand, and in the next second, those ghosts disappeared without a trace, and Chu Feiyang's gaze became distracted until ...... Just now!

Slowly coming back to his senses, Chu Feiyang slowly closed his eyes and rearranged the things he had forgotten.

Snow Dream Sand Bath is much more difficult than he imagined.

If you think about it, maybe he was already tricked when he first stepped here. Anomalies such as the Thousand Illusion Warship and the First Machine, as well as the current situation, made him feel pressured.

Until now, he had a vague feeling that he seemed to have forgotten one of the most important issues, but he couldn't remember anything.

And the system can only help him record everything with Xuanling sunglasses, so that he will not completely forget it.

In this mysterious space, the game of kicking jars, according to the rules of the game when I was a child, and Chu Feiyang's experience now, in a word, it is a ghost to catch people.

As for those so-called ghosts, what was going on, he couldn't figure it out.

"If you go on like this, you'll forget everything completely. "The system is also a little worried, although he is very powerful, but without the operation of the host, he is also doomed.

"I understand that the biggest problem now is how to avoid the capture of those ghosts and successfully end the game. Chu Feiyang came to the exit of the snowdrift and looked at the towering snow pillar in the distance.

When I was a child, the rules of the game were that as long as you didn't get caught by a ghost and successfully kicked the jar, you would win.

Now, Chu Feiyang is not sure, but this is the only direction at present.

"What other hole cards do I have?" Chu Feiyang tried to recall, but his memory became more and more blurry, and his thoughts seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Time seemed to stand still, and in silence, he stood at the exit for a long day.

Finally, Chu Feiyang's eyes showed a glimmer of brilliance, he captured the fragment of the mutilated memory, his eyes were firm, "Dou Mirror, One Soul Twin Body, Ghost Cloak, this time, it will be my last chance!"

As the words fell, a series of pixel afterimages poured out from the mouth of the cave, and Chu Feiyang also straightened up and stepped out of the snowdrift pothole.

Huhuhuhu-

The cold wind howled, and the ghosts howled.

The moment he went out, hundreds of ghost shadows suddenly appeared on the top of every snowdrift, staring coldly at the increasing pixel remnants, as well as Chu Feiyang at the door!

At the same time, Ling Tian was in the mountains.

Thousand Illusions True Monarch and Feng Lao'er came again, and Xu Shu, Su Xianqing and others warmly received them.

It's only been a few days, and these two guys are here again!

"Come on, where is that kid now?" Thousand Illusions True Monarch had a calm face, and Xu Shu and the others were silent.

On the side, Feng Lao'er crossed Erlang's legs and said casually: "I said, Thousand Illusions Old Thief, you can't be miscalculated, right?

"The old man was uneasy, the last time this feeling appeared, it was when the Thousand Illusion Warship was sent away by me. "Thousand Illusions True Monarch was upset.

Under his prestige, and because he was Chu Feiyang's master, Xu Shu and others finally brought him to the gate of martyrdom.

"It's ...... Secret realm?" The well-informed two were a little stupid.

This thing is hard to find, in the mountain behind the main peak, there are actually as many as three?

"More than two months ago, the sect master and they entered from here. Xu Shu said cautiously, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the two of them had already rushed into the door of martyrdom.

Crossing the gate of martyrdom, the world changes.

The expressions of Thousand Illusions True Monarch and Feng Lao'er condensed slightly, and Feng Lao'er said exaggeratedly: ", Thousand Illusion Old Thief, this feeling...... Here it is......"

"Seven Yuan Burial Ground!" Thousand Illusions True Monarch said word by word.

Whew-

The snowstorm roared and the sand roared, covering the sky and the sun.

The Thousand Illusions True Monarch threw out a snort, swept his sleeves, and was full of energy, if the bubbles were annihilated, like a dream, the wind and sand stopped suddenly for a while, and the world was temporarily clear.

"This kid...... Sure enough, something happened!"

Feng Lao'er's eyes flickered, locking in one direction, and the face of the Thousand Illusion True Monarch became even more ugly, and the scene in front of him no longer needed him to ask who it was!

In the void not far away, the Thousand Illusion Warship was suspended quietly, like a dead thing.

In front of the warship, only a kilometer ahead, the huge EVA first machine towered, and further on, thousands of figures in various postures stood quietly in the snow bath, most of them had been blown into snowmen, only a few people, and their heads were still exposed.

"It's not good, this is the territory of that ghost!" Seeing all this clearly, the Thousand Illusions True Monarch couldn't help but exclaim, and before the words fell, the surrounding space changed.

When the two of them came back to their senses, the snow bath was gone, and as far as the eye could see, the greenery was verdant!

"Damn, the time has not come, the seven-yuan burial ground really can't accommodate people of our realm, go back quickly!"

As soon as he stabilized his body, the Thousand Illusion True Monarch turned into a streamer and came out into the distance several times, Feng Lao'er also realized the seriousness of the matter, and shouted: "Wait for me!"

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