It was clearly noon, but the sky and the earth were still so cold, and the sun, which should be shining in the sky, did not know where to hide at this time, leaving only godless animals in the sky, constantly changing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The snow is still falling, though much lighter. The sky is still white, in front of you, and on the ground, and suddenly the sky and the earth lose their color, just like many people's lives, except that the sky and the earth have become white, and their lives have become gray.

The north wind was still howling, and the mother seemed to be beating violently, urging the naughty child to hurry home. It's just that the mother was a little too harsh, so that many travelers also fell on the road.

In the distance, a black-red figure floated in the air, like a ghost, and behind it was a huge yellow figure, like a monster. It's just that although his face is indeed white like a ghost, it is not floating forward. He rode on a giant white wolf, so white that it was one with heaven and earth, although it still had a pinch of purple, jade-like hair on its forehead.

It's not so much about riding, it's more about purple hair carrying him. Su Han's brows were furrowed, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was very white, as white as the snowflakes, as if he would fly to the sky in the next second. His abdomen was surrounded by a circle of ice crystals, like a belt. But this girdle is not girded, but it is a blood block.

That mutant pitcher plant is at least a second-level creature, not to mention that it is a dying counterattack. Its blow almost bit Su Han's waist, but fortunately, the moment before Su Han fainted, the slaughter was placed in its mouth, making a space for Su Han, which made it not bite solidly. Otherwise, now sitting on the back of the purple hair are the two Su Hans.

However, the huge teeth pierced a bowl-sized hole in his abdomen, and if it were not covered by frost, he was afraid that his blood would have dried up before the time of tea. Fortunately, Zimao was not far away, and woke up Su Han in time. When the mutant pitcher plant was furious, it attacked Purple Hair and Plum Blossom, but because most of the attention was attracted by Su Han, the two of them were able to escape, although they kept rushing in, but the pitcher plant could whip them away with a single branch. And the moment the mutated pitcher plant fell, Purple Mao ran over and woke up the fainting Su Han, which saved his life.

The purple hair's feet walked deep and shallow, and his eyes were closed and opened, as if he was napping. Suddenly, it stumbled under its feet, and its body involuntarily fell forward. The terrain under the snow may not seem rugged, but it may be a flat road, a pothole, a gravel, or a cliff.

Luckily, it's not a cliff, but it's a small hill. The moment the purple hair fell, his eyes were already closed, and Su Han was the same. A man and a beast rolled down the steep slope and slid down, and when the plum blossom saw this, he let out a "yo" cry and rushed down. It's just that it is already at the end of its strong crossbow, and after just two steps, it can't control its balance and can't help but roll down.

Mountains are heavy and reliable, and water is gentle and fickle. The green mountains will always be accompanied by green water, so that there is a combination of rigidity and softness, and the beauty of yin and yang. However, it is always the mountains that remain, and the water that flows.

But now, the water doesn't flow. The sudden cold wind mixed with the blizzard froze everything, including the stream. The originally weak stream has become so hard that even a hoe may not be able to break it, let alone a head.

Su Han covered his head and stood up, but before he could stand firmly, he fell to the ground again. At this moment, the confusion in Su Han's eyes finally faded completely. He glanced back at the three potholes carved out of the hill, and couldn't help but smile bitterly helplessly. Su Han turned his head to look at the Tiger Market not far away, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Su Han walked over to the fainted purple hair and plum blossom and put his hand under them. It wasn't long before two semicircles of ice emerged from beneath the two beasts, enveloping them both. Su Han pulled out two long popsicles on the two semicircles and grabbed one with one hand.

The ground was full of ice and snow, so although Su Han was pulling the two big guys, it was not very difficult. Su Han's body was straight, and he was pulling the popsicle with both hands, as if he had pulled two cotton balls, and he didn't feel heavy at all. However, through the crystal ice trouser belt, you can see that his wound is oozing blood, like a drowning person, and it is beating desperately inside it.

The sweat on Su Han's forehead kept dripping down, but the sweat was not hot, but cold. With each step, the wound would rub once, and the corners of Su Han's mouth twitched once. He didn't dare to fly with his wings, firstly, there were all kinds of mutated creatures in the air, and he was covered in blood, once he was discovered, there was only one way to die; secondly, there was not much courage left in his body, in order to have enough power to pierce the defense of the mutant pitcher plant, "Ice Explosion Ambush on All Sides" had consumed his huge courage, coupled with his high-speed flight, his courage was rapidly reduced, and now it was only one-tenth left. Therefore, he must try to save his strength so that he will not be able to resist or flee when he encounters an enemy.

It's just that things don't always go your way, don't they? The tiger market was already in front of him, and Su Han had already seen a few simple houses, but someone came over. The slight footsteps had already sounded behind him, Su Han's body tightened, and a drop of cold sweat came out of his forehead, and before it fell to the ground, it had already turned into ice, just like Su Han's mood at this time.

Quickly dissipating the ice circle, Su Han suddenly lay on his back on the ground and closed his eyes. The footsteps of two people sounded slowly, one was very heavy, as if he was an extremely strong person, and the other was very slight, as if he was a woman, or a master!

Su Han's heart sank, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again. With such weather and such an environment, how can you be an ordinary person if you dare to walk so leisurely outside. Su Han is okay, he looks quite ordinary. But the appearance of purple hair and plum blossoms, how can they escape the catastrophe. Su Han's hand clenched slightly, and an ice spike gradually formed, he put it under his hand and quietly hid it.

"Look, there's a dead man there, I'm afraid!" said a rugged man's voice, but it was a little startling. "It's okay, uncle, I'll go over and see if I can save it?" another crisp voice rang out, followed by a sprint.

Su Han's hands clenched tightly, and there was more cold sweat. He wasn't sure if they really had good intentions or if they were just trying to paralyze him. There is only one opportunity to take the initiative, and he cannot and does not dare to miss it.

Three meters, two meters, one meter, half a meter. Finally, the sound of footsteps rang in his ears, and Su Han clenched the spikes in his hand and jumped up suddenly. It's just that as soon as he opened his eyes, he was stunned. Su Han suddenly threw the spikes to the side, but his body couldn't control it, so he had to roll to the side and roll to the ground.

"It's you!"