The black flames were so heavy that they almost swallowed the schna.

In the midst of such a surging black flame, Xerna could feel his body melting.

The surroundings are getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature of Xuena's cold snow body is constantly rising, and Xuena's death is also announced step by step.

Although Xuena is a combination of the essence of the entire snowfield, he is constantly cultivating his ability to resist the heat.

But because Xuena's physique is too special, even if Xuena has been cultivating for 10,000 years, he has never cultivated to a more ideal state.

It is precisely because of the long time of Xuena's ten thousand years that it has been spent on cultivating the art of submersible heat resistance, so that although Xuena has absorbed the essence of the entire snow, he still can't cultivate an ideal realm.

On the contrary, to this day, Xuena is still the snowman with mediocre strength. Even in the face of the approaching flames, it still couldn't keep itself from melting.

Xuena, who was caught by Shen Moli for his shortcomings, thought that Shen Moli would inevitably use the topic to play, and constantly tortured himself by perceiving Xuena's extreme fear of fire. Unexpectedly, Shen Moli didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, and was about to let himself go.

Hearing that Shen Moli decided to let Xue Na go, the little white tiger stopped him and said, "Sister Li, this matter must not be done." I know that you have a good heart, but if you let this guy leave at this time, you will undoubtedly let the tiger return to the mountain. We are very unfamiliar with this snowy region, but this guy knows every inch of snow in the snow, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not secretly retaliate against us. ”

Little White Tiger's analysis is actually not unreasonable.

Regarding the persuasion made by the little white tiger, Shen Moli also thought of it early in the morning.

Just thinking about it, when Shen Moli saw Xue Na squatting helplessly in the black flame, she still softened.

In his previous life, when Shen Moli had just been skinned by the Holy Lord of Luoque, his situation could be described as even more miserable than that of Xue Na. Looking at Xue Na's constantly trembling body, Shen Moli seemed to see his past.

Looking back on the past, Shen Moli was also like Xue Nashicai, often curled up and trembling in a corner.

Faced with death that may come at any time, and a pursuer who may push himself into a catastrophe from time to time, Shen Moli has hatred in his heart, but he can't get out of the predicament in hatred.

The Loquois Temple is like a huge net, netting Shen Moli in it, no matter how Shen Moli fights, he can't break that net and live freely.

Under the shackles of that net, Shen Moli saw only blood and death in the future.

In her previous life, if it weren't for Shen Moli's countless experiences and countless people who were worthy of her to live, even Shen Moli herself would not have been able to predict how miserable her ending would be.

From himself to others, when he saw Xuena's helpless appearance, Shen Moli could no longer force him to question.

Thinking of this, Shen Moli turned his back to Xue Na and said, "In the end, it's just a poor person, let it go." ”

What kind of temperament Xuena was, and whether he would harm a few of them after leaving, all of this was unknown to Shen Moli.

But in such an unknown, Shen Moli was still unwilling to go against his heart and be forced by such a helpless figure.

Earlier, Shen Moli really thought about coercing Xue Na and asking Xue Na to tell him how to leave the snow.

But after seeing that the snow on Xuena's body was constantly being scorched and melted by the black flame, all of Shen Moli's cruel words were swallowed in his stomach.

Looking at Shen Moli's slightly thin back, the shock in Xue Na's eyes quickly turned into gratitude.

Without saying a word, it turned around and drew its giant blade, trembling and disappearing into the snow.

The giant blade pressed against most of Xuena's melted body, and in the wind and snow, it seemed as if it was about to crush Xuena at any time. But it is in that kind of wind and snow that it shows the difficulty of Xuena.

Watching Xuena turn away, the little white tiger wanted to catch up.

However, Xuena's trembling steps due to the melting of the snow finally made the little white tiger stop his pace of killing.

When punishing others, the little white tiger has never had a moment of mercy. But the figure that gradually disappeared in the blizzard, but for some reason, gave the little white tiger a moment of emotion.

"Let's go. Shen Moli said.

When he sensed that Xue Na was leaving, Shen Moli quietly turned around and looked at the snow-white figure who couldn't even walk steadily.

Even Shen Moli himself couldn't say why, when he saw that figure, Shen Moli always felt that the other party had an aura that he was extremely familiar with.

But as for what was familiar about that figure, Shen Moli couldn't remember what he thought.

Just as a few people turned around and walked forward, the wind and snow in front of them were significantly weakened.

In the ice and snow, I don't know if it is an illusion or a real existence, Shen Moli actually felt that there was a warm current lingering around his body, making himself who was still trembling in the last second feel warm in that warm current.

"Sister Li, do you feel that the temperature around you has risen a lot?" The little white tiger, who had the same feeling, raised his head and asked Shen Mo Lidao.

In the vast snowfield, without the incomparably cold wind and boundless snow, accompanied by the gradually rising temperature, the feeling also changes.

A moment ago, it seemed to carry endless and dangerous snow, but at this moment, it seems to have become tender.

Walking on the snow, Shen Moli clearly felt that the snow that was still surging under his feet earlier also stopped all movements at this time. It's as if time has been pressed the stop button at this moment.

Looking at the suddenly changing snow, Qin Tian said with some incredulity: "Didn't the snowman just now weaken the wind and snow for us in order to repay his kindness?"

"If it had that ability, it wouldn't have to curl up and tremble. The little white tiger directly ignored Qin Tian's words.

In the eyes of the little white tiger, the snowman who escaped in the snow, no matter how you look at it, does not make it feel the slightest bit capable.

And it is not easy to control the snow in front of you. Even if a few of them cultivated well, they couldn't control the wind and snow around them.

At a glance, the snowman saw that Xiu Wei was obviously much weaker than himself, and naturally it was even more impossible to have the ability to control the entire snowfield.

What's more, the snow at the moment, the softness of the three of them, is not just a single weakening of the wind and snow.

In front of the three of them, there was also a road without snow that directly extended. The green grass dotted on the road makes people feel that this road is particularly incompatible with the cold snow around it.

"According to what you say, the road that suddenly appeared in front of us didn't mean us to go to a certain Hongmen banquet?" Hearing Little White Tiger's words, Qin Tian hesitated and stopped.

The verdant meadow looks pleasing to watch. But if it was a road to life, Qin Tian felt that no matter how pleasing the road was, it would become bleak.

"No, this road is paved with our footsteps. Shen Moli looked at the endless grass path and replied.