The wood knife hanging from her waist was removed, and she lifted it high, and then slashed at the wolf's head and neck.

The firewood knife broke through the wind, but the hungry wolf ate happily.

However, when the blade was still about a foot away from the hungry wolf, the space seemed to fluctuate for a moment, and the hungry wolf, who was immersed in gnawing on its prey, raised its head suddenly, and looked at it vigilantly with a pair of green eyes.

The knife was a foot above its head, and it didn't move.

The hungry wolf seemed to have just reacted, there was a killing machine in front of him, it couldn't care about the hard-won food, it flipped down, avoided from under the knife, and then quickly distanced itself from He Lingjiang.

Hungry wolves roll and roll on the snow, leaving behind a rustling sound.

The space was broken.

Two paintings, one into one.

The hungry wolf stared at He Lingjiang not far away, grinning with his teeth, and the hair on his whole body stood up, looking like he was going to pounce on her at any time to fight her to the death.

He Lingjiang leisurely withdrew the firewood knife: "I won't kill you." ”

If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have realized it for a while, but the scroll here is actually made up of several overlapping spaces.

The hungry wolf didn't think that the lady in front of her was harmless, after all, she had been carrying a knife to cut herself before!

Its nostrils unconsciously expanded, emitting heat, and the hungry wolf pounced on He Lingjiang one by one.

He Lingjiang slapped his palm on its forehead, and the hungry wolf was violently pushed away and fell heavily on the snow.

"If I don't kill you, you won't kill yourself, okay?" He Lingjiang walked up to it, half-crouched, and looked down at it.

A "good" sounded, with the coercion of Xuanshi.

The hungry wolf, who was about to struggle to pounce on her again, suddenly trembled and did not dare to move again.

Although this heaven and earth restricts the use of spells, the coercion of the Xuanshi Divine Soul is still there.

When she asked, didn't she want to scare the hungry wolf's heart and liver?

After all, although the painting is a virtual realm, the creatures in it are still transformed by the spirits of the outside world.

He Lingjiang got up and looked at the vast world.

Cold wind, snowflakes, hungry wolves, dead rabbits, and a her.

Since the hungry wolf is the key to breaking the space of that picture scroll, which one is the key in this picture scroll of "Wind and Snow Woodcutter"?

She had just slashed at the hungry wolf before she broke the boundary of space.

Now, she is the only living creature in the picture of "The Wind and Snow Woodcutter".

If you don't want to ask someone to pick up a knife and cut yourself, you can break the space, right?

He Ling Jiang denied it again and again, and it was too bad to set it up like this.

Just now, she could see the hungry wolf hunting, but the hungry wolf couldn't look at her. It can be seen that this floating space of the scroll on the upper layer cannot see the situation on the next layer.

However, those who are in the lower volume can see the situation in the upper volume, as long as they find the key, they can break through the space and merge the two into one.

Now, she can't see the thatched hut on the mountain road, and she thinks that the space of the picture scroll where she is should be suspended above the picture of "Deep Mountain Thatched House".

The picture of the hungry wolf hunting, the picture of the woodcutter in the wind and snow, and the picture of the thatched hut in the deep mountains, these three should be a top-down relationship.

You can see things from the bottom up, and it's easy to break through the space. It's just that she is now in the volume of "The Wind and Snow Woodcutter", where can she find the key to breaking through the lower space?

He Lingjiang raised her head, and snowflakes fell from the sky, landing on her body, face, and eyelashes.

With a flicker of her eyelashes, the snowflakes melted into her eyes, cool.

It turns out that the snow in this painting will melt too.

She closed her eyes and felt the world with her soul.

The wind quietly changed direction, and the snowflakes were also carried by the cold wind to change the direction of falling, and there was a sound of wind and snow all around, but there was one place, which was very quiet.

There was no wind, and the snowflakes only fell silently.

She opened her eyes suddenly, everything was in a changing space, and the only constant was the biggest variable.

He Lingjiang stared at that place tightly, his feet swept sharply, and then his hand rose and fell.

The originally quiet space was broken in an instant, and the wind of the snow field whistled by, rolling up the snowflakes of the world and scattering in all directions.

The wind and snow came, and the picture of the thatched hut hidden in the bottom of the mountain was slowly revealed in front of He Lingjiang's eyes.

Above the snowy fields, there is a shallow trail that is faintly visible even though it is mostly covered in heavy snow, and it is stretching deep into the mountains.

Deep in the mountains, there is a thatched hut showing a corner.

came out, He Lingjiang's eyes lit up.

She collected the firewood knife, continued to carry the firewood, and walked along the mountain road in the direction of the thatched hut.

The hungry wolf had already gotten up at this time, and followed her far away, not daring to step forward but not retreating, and in the twilight, it turned into a blur.

Wind and snow, woodcutters, deep mountains, thatched huts, and a dark shadow behind him.

That "Wind and Snow Twilight Return", it's all there.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally arrived in front of the hut.

A simple thatched hut standing quietly in the deep mountains and snow.

He Lingjiang stretched out his hand and gently pushed, and with a "squeak", the chai door was pushed open.

There was a barking sound, and then a pale yellow figure pounced, wagging its tail merrily, circling around her feet.

He Lingjiang bent down and touched its head, and then stepped into the courtyard.

The courtyard was not large, so she unloaded the firewood from her back, piled it in the corner where the firewood was placed, and added some food to the yellow dog's food bowl, and then stamped the snow on her feet and entered the house.

Compared with the biting wind and snow outside, this extremely simple room seems to be warm.

She walked over to the table, lit the oil lamp on it, and the dimly lit room was suddenly brightened.

From a distance, the thatched hut with lights on makes the deep mountain snow night show a little warm color.

The "Wind and Snow Twilight Return" floating in the air flickered, and in the blink of an eye, He Lingjiang found that he had already come out of the picture scroll.

Yuan Buxi, who was sitting on the top seat, closed his right palm in the air, and the unfolded picture scroll slowly closed again and fell into his palm.

"Congratulations to He Qiniang for successfully passing the assessment."

Well? Is that really it?

When she fell into the picture scroll, Yuan Buxi did not say what she wanted to do, and she could only act on her own feelings.

It turned out that this Qimen assessment really made people discover the mystery of the overlapping scrolls, and then broke through the space and really completed this "Picture of the Return of the Wind and Snow at Dusk" as a woodcutter......

Yuan didn't hesitate to look at the incense on his side, and the first incense stick burned out.

For so many years, those who have not drawn this question in the division can successfully solve it, but only one or two out of ten. Not to mention such a fast speed, and such a perfect solution.

Wind and snow, woodcutters, deep mountains, thatched huts, and lone wolves behind her, there is no shortage of one, she even put the firewood on the woodcutter's back and feed the yellow dog.

This is not only a wonderful endowment, but also a natural heart that surpasses many ordinary scholars.

Yuan Bu quietly looked at He Lingjiang who was standing at the bottom, and his eyebrows were slightly gentle: "I don't know who He Qi Niangzi studied from?" ”

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