Chapter 428: Snow Demon
Liang Xin'an instantly felt that his scalp was numb, and he raised his hand and just wanted to pull the trigger of the crossbow arrow, when he suddenly felt a pain in his cheeks, and then the whole person woke up and turned around.
Then he froze.
Because I saw that Jing Rou was standing in front of her with an angry face at this time.
"Liang Xin'an, what are you crazy about, you actually shoot a crossbow when you fall asleep, do you want to kill me?"
And then there was a lot of swearing.
Although he was scolded for being bloody, Liang Xin'an at this time was not angry but happy.
Because this is the Senior Brother Jing in his impression!
Even so, Liang Xin'an still asked very vigilantly: "Senior Brother Jing, what is my nickname?" ”
"Your nickname is XX, how can you have a nickname!" Jing Rou said angrily.
Liang Xin'an breathed a sigh of relief.
It can be determined that this is Senior Brother Jing.
Because if this was in my dream, I wouldn't be able to scold such dirty words anyway.
Then I saw him smile bitterly with relief: "Senior Brother Jing, you don't know what happened just now. ”
"What happened?" Jing Rou asked with disdain on her face.
Liang Xin'an recounted the nightmare he had just now.
Jing Rou's expression gradually became serious.
Because this dream is indeed too weird, especially for a martial artist of Liang Xin'an's level, it is almost impossible.
"Actually, I was a little sleepy just now, but fortunately I went out to check the lighting car, and I felt much better when I was blown by the cold wind." Jing Rou said.
"So what kind of trick is this?" Liang Xin'an couldn't help but ask.
"Who knows, but the wind and snow outside haven't stopped at all, and if we continue in this formation, it is estimated that we will be trapped here for a while."
The two fell silent again.
None of this is good news.
First of all, the strange dream that Liang Xin'an suffered from was almost incomprehensible, and secondly, the wind and snow outside had no intention of stopping at all.
If this is the next few days and nights, let alone looking for any caravans, it is estimated that even his life will not be saved.
"Damn, these grandsons will get these ghost methods, and they have the ability to fight with real knives and guns!" Jing Rou cursed, and then came to the fire and turned the fire down a little.
Because no one knows how long this snowstorm will last, every piece of fuel is very precious and cannot be wasted.
Liang Xin'an was naturally not idle, got up and came to the outside of the tent, and sure enough, he saw that the snow was not weakening, but was getting more and more urgent.
In a matter of moments, the ground was covered with at least half a foot of snow.
Liang Xin'an suddenly felt that at this time, he and the small tent behind him were like a flat boat sailing on the white sea, and the lighting car that exuded a faint light was the navigation light on the ship.
He exhaled slowly, then began to sweep the snow from the light truck, preparing to push it into the tent.
But just as he was looking down and busy, he suddenly saw a vague projection appear on the translucent mask made of natural crystal.
The projection resembled the silhouette of a human being, and it stood right behind him, as if watching him with fierce eyes.
Liang Xin was taken aback, and immediately looked back, but saw that there was no shadow behind him except for the flying snowflakes.
When I looked back at the translucency, it was also empty.
But Liang Xin'an was extremely sure that he was by no means dazzled just now, but saw a group of figures very really.
But he didn't say anything, but pretended to be casual and cleared all the snow from the lighting truck, and then pushed into the tent.
"Senior Brother Jing, come and help me!" Liang Xin'an shouted.
Jing Rou didn't doubt that he had him, and came over to help Liang Xin'an push the cart.
But at this moment, Liang Xinan lowered his head and whispered in his ear what he had just encountered.
Jing Rou glanced at the outside of the tent silently after listening, and then nodded slightly, signaling that she knew.
With the help of this lighting vehicle, not only is the tent much brighter, but even the temperature has risen a little.
In fact, if you open the translucency, the temperature will be even higher.
But in that case, it won't be long before the tent will be set on fire, so Liang Xin'an and they didn't touch it.
The two sat at the entrance of the tent, one on the left and one on the right, both holding their weapons in their hands, and silently communicating with each other with their eyes.
Outside, the cold wind was howling, and the agitated tarpaulin was undulating like the waves.
Although Liang Xin'an had compacted all the corners with snow, there was still cold wind coming in through the cracks.
The temperature in the tent was getting cooler, but the two didn't move.
Because just now, the two of them heard an unusual movement from the howling wind.
It was as if something was squatting outside the tent and snooping.
That kind of malicious snooping can still be clearly perceived even through a layer of tarpaulin.
The two continued to wait.
The fire in the fire was gradually extinguished, and the temperature in the tent was supported by the light of the lighting car.
But the two of them still didn't move.
Because they understand that at this moment it has become a race of endurance.
Whoever loses his breath first is likely to lose.
I don't know how long it took, but Liang Xin'an felt that his face had been frozen and almost numb.
At this moment, a strange scream suddenly came from outside.
This voice is almost like a woman's crying, mournful and compassionate, especially on this snowy night, which makes people's hairs stand on end.
Liang Xin'an and Jing Rou originally wanted to do it as soon as something changed.
But as soon as the voice entered their ears, the two of them felt that their whole body was stiff, and their brains were even more blank.
Then blood flowed from the mouths and noses of the two of them, which showed the weirdness and power of this wave of attacks.
But the organ sect did not instigate people.
Especially the two people in the tent at this moment, one is the senior brother of the Thunder Fire Sect, and the other is the master of the Qiji Sect.
So despite the heavy injuries this time, the two still tried their best to react in the fastest time possible.
Jing Rou was the first to raise her hand and shoot it outside.
Rumble!
This shot was extremely powerful, and it directly shattered the tarpaulin in front of him.
The wind and snow rushed in, and the scene they saw afterwards made Liang Xin'an and their lives unforgettable.
In the midst of this snowstorm, a monster that looked like a snowman and was pure white suddenly appeared.
This monster is not very large, and its body is blurry, and it is impossible to see the outline clearly, except for a pair of eyes that are impressive.
It was a pair of bulging toad eyes, full of hatred and disgust.
But at this moment, it was looking at the gun in Jing Rou's hand with fear, as if it was frightened by the deafening shot just now.
And in the face of such a monster, Jing Rou and Liang Xin'an didn't think twice and immediately began to pull the trigger frantically.
In an instant, I saw tongues of fire spew, arrows and shadows soaring, all aimed at this monster.
But in the face of this stormy attack, this monster did not retreat, but quickly dodged at lightning speed.
Not only that, but while dodging, it kept rushing forward.
Faced with such a scene, Jing Rou suddenly shouted: "You drag him first!" ”
As she spoke, Jing Rou threw the gun in her hand over.
Liang Xin'an took it, and then set it up, pulling the trigger with both hands at the same time.
Crossbow bolts and bullets intertwined, blocking all possible paths for the monster.
But even so, it still couldn't stop it from rushing forward.
For ordinary people, the attack of death is not very useful for this monster.
At least Liang Xin'an has found more than once that whenever a bullet or crossbow arrow hits this monster, at most it brings out a white mist from behind, and this small injury is nothing to it at all.
"Okay, no!" Liang Xin'an didn't even dare to turn his head, concentrating on dealing with this monster.
The problem is that both the arrow magazine and the magazine have a capacity limit.
If you continue to shoot like this, it won't take long to shoot empty, so Liang Xin'an urged anxiously.
Jing Rou here did not panic in the slightest.
He had just taken out a black cannon barrel the size of a fist from his bag, which was being quickly assembled.
Soon, the main structure was installed, and then Jing Rou reached out and took out a cannonball and loaded it directly.
The moment he raised the loaded cannon to his shoulder, the crossbow arrows and bullets in Liang Xin'an's hand happened to be all shot.
The monster seemed to sense this, let out a strange cry that sounded like laughter, and pounced.
But as soon as it rushed into the air, Jing Rou finished aiming, and then sneered: "Fuck you!" ”
As he spoke, he pulled the trigger.
Rumble!
Hearing only a deafening loud noise, Jing Rou was directly shaken out by the strong recoil.
Liang Xin'an, who was relatively close, felt as if he had been hit his back, and he fell to the ground after a plop.
With such a loud noise, the power is naturally amazing.
I saw an explosion in mid-air, and then snowflakes splashed everywhere, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Liang Xin'an snorted several times before he spit out the dust in his mouth, and when he looked back, he saw Jing Rou getting up from the ground with grinning teeth.
"Damn, the gunpowder was a little too much, so it didn't break my shoulder." Jing Rou muttered.
Liang Xin'an relieved himself and looked up again, but saw that after the smoke cleared, there was still the shadow of the monster.
"Okay, don't look for it, this cannon will go down, and a boulder the size of a house can't stop it, let alone flesh and blood, even if this monster is made of pure steel, it will have already been blasted into slag." Jing Rou said.
"What the hell is that thing?" Liang Xin'an looked around and made sure that this monster had indeed been shattered, so he asked.
"Who knows, although the previous Wufu Sea was also very dangerous, at least the creatures that appeared were traceable, but after the appearance of this black ship, even these creatures did not play their cards according to common sense." Jing Rou said hatefully.
At this time, Liang Xin'an suddenly noticed something, looked up and found that the snow had stopped, and couldn't help shouting with surprise.
"The snow has stopped!"
Jing Rou naturally discovered this, and not only did the snow stop, but even the howling wind died down at this time.
"While the wind is calm now, let's go!"
Obviously, they couldn't stay any longer, so the two quickly packed their bags and bags, and then strode away with the lighting cart.
About a moment after they left, something began to squirm in the snow on the ground.
At first, the wriggling speed was slow, and gradually, the things squirmed faster and faster, and began to converge together.
Then I saw these things stacked on top of each other, quickly forming a vague outline.
It was the monster that had been smashed to slag.
After the eyes were formed, the monster looked up in the direction where Jing Rou and the others had left, and then disappeared into the snow in a few leaps.
Jing Rou and Liang Xin'an pushed the lighting cart and struggled through the snow.
Although it didn't snow for a long time, it couldn't stand the big fall.
As a result, twenty or thirty centimeters of snow was accumulated on the ground.
Coupled with the lack of references, the two could only stumble forward.
At this moment, Liang Xin'an suddenly glanced back.
"What's wrong?" Jing Rou asked.
"It's nothing, maybe it's my delusion!" Liang Xinan said.
He didn't say that he suddenly had a sense of trance just now.
It was the same feeling I had when I heard the strange sound of a woman crying in the tent.
But it's clear that the monster has been bombarded by the cannon in front of him, and there is no scum left!
Could it be that there are accomplices?
Liang Xin'an was a little worried.
But this was just a baseless guess after all, and in order to avoid Senior Brother Jing from worrying as much as himself, he chose to remain silent for the time being, but secretly strengthened his vigilance.
And just as the two of them were groping their way forward, in another place, a caravan was also caught in the predicament of not being able to advance and retreat.
"Still haven't found anything?" The caravan's shopkeeper asked in a deep voice.
"No, the snow has covered all traces, and we can't find a way now." The leader of the caravan's guards said.
"How much longer?" The old shopkeeper, who was nearly half a hundred years old and even had a somewhat white beard, asked again.
This time it was the caravan's bookkeeper who answered, and I saw him make a quick calculation for a while, and then said: "If we look at the materials we have, it will not be a problem to last for a month." ”
"But the biggest problem right now is that there are a lot of people who are on the verge of a breakdown, and last night someone went crazy in their sleep."
The old shopkeeper was silent.
In recent days, this kind of sudden madness in sleep has suddenly increased.
But no matter how much I investigated, I didn't find any other clues.
Even the seasoned leader of the guards admitted that this was a situation that had never been encountered before.
"Strengthen patrols, let everyone take turns sleeping, and if you notice someone moving in your dream, wake him up immediately!"
"Yes!"
The gentleman took the order.
Then the commander of the guard said, "Shopkeeper, go and rest, and I will keep vigil for you." ”
The man shook his head, "No, I'm afraid I'll be like those people if I go to sleep, and then the caravan will be completely finished." ”
As the soul of the entire caravan, once this shopkeeper falls, the rest of the people are estimated to be not far from collapse.
"But it's okay for you to stay up like this all the time!"
I have something to do today, and I came back in the evening, so I hurriedly changed a chapter, forgive me!
(End of chapter)