Leaving the mountains, Li Molan continued to walk on the snowfield. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Sang has lived on the snow field for more than a hundred years, and he has long lost the confidence to go out, but he still has it, and the old man in the wolfskin coat has pinned all his hopes on him, so as long as he doesn't die in front of the other party, whether he can go out or not, it is his wish, at least a sustenance.

Regarding Han Sang, the crane-haired old man who once wanted to eat him to continue his life, but finally let himself live, his personal attitude was also a little subtle and incomprehensible.

Old and immortal is a thief, this old man in a wolf skin and a big jacket can be called the three words of Han Lao Thief, but he didn't want his life after all, then at least that hosta, Li Molan will definitely bring Long Qianfeng to this old thief of Han, if his sister has already returned to the west, then he will abandon this hosta from the cliff on the coast of the North Sea into the North Sea, it is considered cause and effect.

Li Molan is different from other cultivators, most of the cultivators do not want to believe that the small world of the Yubei Immortals will be destroyed even if they see the Spirit of Annihilation, the Yubei Immortal is a god-like existence in the minds of the practitioners, if the spiritual pillar is different, but it is different for him, the Spirit of Annihilation represents the destruction of a small world, then there is no reason for the Yubei Tomb to be unruly.

So Li Molan took it for granted that the world was going to collapse, and he had to get out quickly.

So he had to move forward without wasting a moment.

Out of the mountains, there is a vast expanse of snow all around.

Some of the snow areas have some ice caves and other places, so you have to be careful when landing to avoid landing on the road.

And at the moment, his strength has not recovered much, if he encounters the snow wolf like yesterday again, the end is estimated to be not much better, but now his physical condition is really too poor, and the broken bone of his right arm is still far away.

Han Sang had lived on the Endless Snow Field for so long, so he naturally had a much deeper understanding of the Snow Field than ordinary people, and he told Li Molan that there was no direction on the Snow Field, because the space here was not the same as the ordinary world.

On the snowfield, you are going in that direction, you are going to the depths of the snowfield, and any turn you make may cause you to turn to the outer edge of the snowfield and have to start all over again.

Here, you can only move forward, not backward, and no matter what kind of danger you encounter, you must go all the way forward, so that it is possible to go to the depths of the snowfield and get a glimpse of it.

It is only in the depths of the snowfield that it is possible to have a way out.

Li Molan knew that this was a very difficult thing to do.

Not to mention the existence of those life-destroying spirits on the snow field, just talk about those powerful demon beasts, don't you avoid them far away? How can you move forward in a straight line? Even a half-step Netherworld Life and Death Realm powerhouse is very difficult, because demon beasts of this level are not uncommon in the snow field.

Then there's the Soul of Destruction, a natural predator that is inherently superior to all life.

Li Molan carried the sword alone, and before leaving, Han Sang gave him some frozen meat, barely satisfying his hunger, of course, the taste was not good. He ate some more snow water to lift his spirits before he could move forward with difficulty.

Now he can only go forward, forward, and forward, and any turn will make him lose all his efforts.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier all around, which is an uncommon snowstorm on the snow field.

Li Molan lifted a trace of true qi to maintain her body temperature, and continued to walk forward against the wind and snow, and it didn't take long for her head to be full of silver hair, covered in silver, like a snowman.

Fortunately, you can see a snow-capped mountain not far ahead, not a rolling mountain but a simple snow-capped mountain, the peaks on the snow-capped mountain are towering into the clouds, and the scenery is good.

Li Molan came to the foot of the snow-capped mountain, leaned against the mountain wall to avoid the wind and snow for a while, and when the wind and snow became smaller, he walked towards the peak, preparing to explore the terrain ahead, and by the way, see if there were any powerful demon beasts in the way.

There is an obvious small mountain path on the snow-capped mountain, and the scenery next to the mountain road is very good, and you can overlook the large snowfield ahead.

However, Li Molan stood stiffly on the snowy mountain road, looking at the scenery not far below.

His eyes were full of unbelievability and disbelief, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

What was that kind of view?

Nuoda snowfield, I don't know how many thousands of miles.

The ground was full of corpses, stained with red pulp.

Thousands of miles of blood covered the color of snow, spreading to the depths of the snowfield.

I don't know that the corpses of thousands of demon beasts were frozen into bloody ice cubes and scattered on the snowfield.

It's the most terrifying sight in the world.

Li Molan's breath was short, her eyes shrunk, and her whole body stiffened for a long time before she eased up.

What the hell happened? The corpses of thousands of demon beasts? Could it be that there was some terrible war here?

Li Molan showed a solemn expression, carefully surveying the blood-colored snowfield, and finally noticed the large number of black stones scattered on the ground.

Li Molan will definitely not be unfamiliar with those black stones, the body of the Soul of Destruction is made of these black stones!

These black stones were piled up in large piles, which was very consistent with the appearance of the chaotic qi dissipating after the destruction of the life-destroying spirit, and the body turned into a stone pile.

Could it be these monsters...... A war with the Soul of Destruction?

Thousands of demon beasts, as well as hundreds of black stone piles left behind by life-destroying souls, this scale is definitely worthy of the word war.

Li Molan quietly looked at the scarlet blood field, thinking to herself that the demon clan and the soul of extinction would fight to the death? So who will win or lose? Looking at this number, could it be that the entire snow field of the soul of life extinction has already fallen here?

He paused for a long time before continuing towards the peak.

There are still a lot of corpses along the way, these demon beast corpses were not there at first on the snowy mountain road, but as they got closer and closer to that peak, the corpses of the demon beasts appeared one by one, which made people can't help but be suspicious in their hearts.

Li Molan came to the mountain peak, and he saw more demon beast corpses, but what really shocked him was the red dress.

It was a young girl, dressed in a bright red shirt, lying on the ground with her eyes closed and pale, looking weak and weak, like a poor little cardinal.

Daomen Holy Maiden Yu Huaji?!

Li Molan looked at her in a daze, thinking to herself, why did the Daomen Holy Maiden appear here, and it looked like she was seriously injured, what was going on here?

It's just that being able to meet a human cultivator right now, no matter who the other party is, whether they are familiar with him or not, it is enough to make him feel happy, just in case, he still hurriedly walked to the side of the girl in red, his eyes swept over the beautiful cheeks of this famous Yu Hongyi, and then looked at her body - of course, it was not any evil thoughts, he just wanted to see if there were obvious wounds on the other party's body.

The girlish breath is still there, although it is slow and weak, the rhythm is very steady, and there should be no danger to life.

Li Molan is not a doctor, and he doesn't have any life-saving pills on him, if this holy woman is really dying, he can only mourn in place for three minutes to show that his love can't help.

Li Molan was a little at a loss for a while, because he didn't know what he should do.

However, the cold wind in this clearing on the mountain peak was very strong, and after thinking about it, Li Molan picked up the unconscious body of the Holy Maiden with one hand, and carried her in a carrying posture, but there was nothing charming and thoughtful, and the posture was not very elegant, and then quickly took her down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is little wind near this wall, and it is always better there.

The saintess in her arms still hadn't woken up, her expression was pale, Li Molan couldn't help but take a few more glances - Yu Hongyi's appearance naturally didn't need to be mentioned, the girl was an extreme beauty, and although she had high kendo attainments, her body was similar to that of an ordinary girl, soft and comfortable.

He shook his head in annoyance, thinking that now was not the time to think about this, so he quickly shook off the thoughts in his mind and ran all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Finding a place without wind and snow and putting the girl in red on the ground, Li Molan looked at her pale cheeks and thought to herself, what should I do now?

Although I don't know why the Holy Maiden ran into the snowfield, and I don't know why the Holy Maiden fell unconscious, thinking that it has something to do with the corpses on the blood field, but what should I do with him now?

He was now dry and dry, barely gathering a trace to maintain his body temperature, except that his body bones were stronger than ordinary mortals, which was really no different from ordinary people.

What should he do? Leave this noble Daomen saintess here? Shouldn't he freeze to death? Or take her with him?

To be honest, with Li Molan's current physical condition, it is already quite difficult to enter the depths of the snowfield, if you bring another oil bottle...... That was really hopeless.

It was very unceremonious to call the Daomen Holy Maiden an oil bottle, and he didn't think it was inappropriate.

Although the aura on Yu Huaji's body didn't seem to be as dry as his, it wasn't a burden until she woke up, and the devil knew how long she would be unconscious.

Li Molan silently adjusted the posture of the noble saintess, and then carried it behind her back.

After all, he is a man, and there is absolutely no reason to abandon the girl and go alone, and he is bored alone in the snowfield, and the surrounding scenery is the same, if she wakes up, it can be regarded as a companion.

What's more, although the Daomen Holy Maiden is weak and unconscious at the moment, the aura on her body seems to have retained a lot, and her strength should be retained.

The dignified saintess, even if it is for the sake of her own face, she will definitely not abandon him in a crisis, right?

These little tricks don't seem to be very kind, not to mention that it's still an unconscious girl who calculates, but Li Molan prides herself on being cold by nature, so of course she won't care.

The reason why he saved this saintess was not to let her wake up and become his bodyguard?

Although he only has one arm, but fortunately, his unicorn arm is much more powerful than ordinary people, although the posture is uncomfortable, and it is easy for her to slide down, but after he successfully twisted his left arm to a terrifying angle, he still succeeded.

This posture is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear, and it is really a bit of a blessing to carry her in this posture, but if it is carried, it is too blasphemous to be sacred.

Li Molan carried her on her back and walked on the blood-colored snow-colored blood field, step by step, but the speed was much slower than before.

Her body is indeed not as heavy as she imagined, and it is very soft and warm, and it is very comfortable to carry behind her, Li Molan can't help but secretly think that the girl's body seems to be quite soft, and she has felt it before, but the body of the saint seems to be the most comfortable one at present.

In particular, some places feel even better......

There is also a faint fragrance on her body, of course Li Molan would not be stupid to think that it was a girl's body fragrance, because there was a floral fragrance in this fragrance, probably some kind of high-grade sachet she carried?

After all, he is also a student of the Enlightenment Academy, so if he sees this girl in red, should he also salute excitedly and shout "Holy Maiden" like other students of the Enlightenment Academy?

Li Molan shook her head, threw away these chaotic thoughts, and walked on the blood-covered snowfield with her on her back, walking towards the depths of the endless snowfield.

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(PS: I'm so happy that the male and female protagonists finally met.)

(PS2: If life is only as it first sees, it is ordinary at that time...... Romance drama, hey!