"Cold Fire, this is the top fourth-order monster you want. Bamboo Shadow clasped his hands and squinted at the cold fire, with a mocking look on his face.

When he speaks, he accentuates syllables on the words "top" and "fourth-order", which makes him look yin and yang.

Leng Huo didn't care about him like him, just frowned and looked at the monster lying on the ground, and said, "It's almost dead." ”

Zhuying rolled his eyes and sneered: "Nonsense, if you don't beat it half to death, it will lie here obediently and don't move." ”

"If Qiuyang and Ziyan see the flaws, I'm afraid that things will not be good. I need both of them as witnesses to prove that I was just lucky. ”

The bamboo shadow was unmoved, just looked up at the sky, and let the boiling snowflakes fall on his black coat.

Leng Huo said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back to the two of them, you get ready here, don't act and mess up." ”

"My dad taught me everything, but he didn't teach me acting. Bamboo Shadow snorted back coldly.

Leng Huo was helpless about Zhuying's Zhou temper, so he had to say: "Acting, maybe you like it while acting." What other touring troupes are there on the mainland, maybe you can become one of them? ”

Zhuying snorted, "Are you scolding me, do you think I don't know? ”

He kicked at the fourth-order monster and said, "If the troupe and this monster choose one to live, I would rather choose the monster." ”

Leng Huo turned around and left, and instantly complained: "Young man, don't be so cynical, maybe the troupe will become a member of the upper class society in the future!"

Bamboo Shadow looked at Leng Huo's back, with a cynical sneer, and muttered to himself, "High society? Sooner or later, I'll kill them all." For Daddy. ”

The snow was flying, but there were not half a footprint on this half-foot-thick snow.

The cold fire is also treading snow without a trace.

Tavern.

Cold Fire lifted the curtain and pushed the door in. The warmth of the room instantly dispelled the cruel chill, and he stomped his foot at the door, letting the snowflakes on his shoes scatter, and then shook his cloak to make himself feel refreshed, and then walked inside.

The autumn sun is already slightly drunk.

The wine of the Northlands is made from potatoes, and its intensity is not comparable to that of the fruit wine of the South. If it weren't for the Qiuyang Advanced Sword Master, whose body had been transformed by Dou Qi, he would have been drunk at this moment, but he was afraid that he would have already gotten under the table.

However, the purple smoke is not stained with wine, so he can only look at Qiuyang soberly and helplessly, gritting his teeth and looking at Qiuyang who is shaking his head, it seems that he can't wait to kick him to death.

Seeing the cold fire coming, Ziyan was embarrassed and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

It was Qiuyang who said he was going to help,

It is Qiuyang who says that you can't drink,

Now it's Qiuyang who is as drunk as a dead dog.

Ziyan only felt that the embarrassment of his life was not as much as this moment.

"Why do I have such a captain? Could it be that I stepped on some flowers and plants in my last life and didn't pick them up and water them, so I suffered retribution?"

"Or was I caught dozing off while worshipping the gods in the Emerald Sanctuary?"

"Woo, I really didn't mean to. O almighty emerald dragon. I'm willing to kick my captain a thousand feet to make amends to you!" Thinking nonsense in his head, Ziyan didn't delay to stand up and apologize to Leng Huo.

"Leng Huo, look at Qiuyang's unsuccessful appearance, I really want to drown him in the wine vat. Ziyanxing's eyes widened, and the wings behind her that were closed like swords trembled slightly, obviously very angry.

Leng Huo just smiled in his heart.

The so-called beating is kissing and scolding is love, Ziyan and Qiuyang are indeed a pair of enemies.

He doesn't try to coax girls, but he knows how to change the subject. He said in a deep voice, "I found a wounded monster, but I'm afraid I'm no match for it. I came to ask you for help, but now ......"

Ziyan couldn't hold back any longer, and kicked it over, and Qiuyang fell in response.

When he fell, he didn't forget to mutter: "Wine, it's really good wine." ”

"Waste wood, waste wood!" After scolding for a while, Ziyan raised his voice and said to the tavern owner: "Find him a sheepfold and throw it in to sleep, hey, forget it, let's still sleep in the room." ”

The expression on Ziyan's face was extremely interesting.

Leng Huo only watched from the sidelines and did not speak.

With gold coins to open the way, the autumn sun was done, Ziyan neatly prepared the bow and arrow, and immediately followed the cold fire to set off. Immediately frozen city, through the heavy city gate, stepped into the world of frozen earth.

Of course, permafrost is just a generic appellation, which does not mean that the north of the defense line is really an eternal world of ice and snow.

It's only because it's winter that it's cold. And in spring and summer, the world north of the line is still green. Countless creatures live here, providing plenty of food for those monsters. And at the end of autumn, in order to survive, and for the sake of their own destruction, the monsters will go south.

But in winter, even monsters don't have the energy to toss. They stayed on this cruel frozen soil, waiting for the arrival of spring tomorrow.

At this time, the monster will be even more ferocious.

An experienced hunter who never crosses the defenses of the gods in winter. That's why he is sure that he will win. Because in winter, except for the Jellyfish Mall, there is no other place where you can get fourth-order monsters. Since this is the case, what can Leng Huo, Qiu Yang and the others, who are poor ghosts, do in addition to losing?

Ziyan is indeed a Lingyin clan who is afraid of the cold, but not long after stepping into the frozen ground, his face turned blue and he was shivering from the cold. She trembled and said, "Cold, cold fire, what about the demons, the monsters?"

"I, I think it......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a melodious beast roar not far away from the wind and snow.

The roar was like a drum, and the wind and snow were swept away.

And Ziyan's face turned like dirt in an instant, and he said, "This, this is the roar of the splitting wind." ”

The roars of all beasts have their own characteristics, and the most distinctive of them is the Windbreaker's Roar. As one of the most well-known fourth-order monsters, the roar like a drum beat is the most obvious mark.

Ziyan stammered: "Cold fire, that's the roar of the splitting wind, let's escape, no, let's retreat strategically." etc......"

"No!" Leng Huo instantly pulled out his big sword, lifted his hood, and turned to look at Ziyan. The three hideous scars immediately attracted Ziyan's gaze.

"You listen to its roar, and it's full of pain. It must have been badly injured, and now is a good opportunity to slay the monster. Purple Smoke, just wait here. ”

At this moment, another roar was heard. Listening to the sound, it was actually very close to the location of the Splitting Wind Roar.

Leng Huo dragged the long sword and went straight to the depths of the wind and snow.

Ziyan gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, and scolded, "What a madman." As she spoke, she followed the pace of the cold fire and ran quickly. Please keep in mind: Lily, website mobile version computer version, lily free fastest update no anti-theft, no anti-theft, error chapter Ask for a book Looking for a book, please add the lily book friend group QQ group number 548944127