The snow eel marched in, crushing a few sleeping trees, and the bouncing ice crystals spread out into a large space, escaping, and being rubbed by the red light of the sun rolling out on the horizon, red orange and green rosemary intertwined, reflecting the marks on the snow eel's body flickering, and then instantly becoming dead ashes after the wood burned out. Then, the snow eel slowly stopped, and Yu Fan looked at the monster carefully, blind and blind, but kept spitting out his red tongue. Lingqiao raised his spiritual strength, and when his fingers gave birth to sharp claws and prepared to attack, a humanoid figure crawled out of the cavity above the snow eel's head, this person was wearing a black robe, the loose and huge black robe was extremely disproportionate to his body, as if a black cloth supported a birdcage, and there was nothing inside. But it did have a head poking out of it, and the mask on it was the same one seen in the Dragon's Blood Forest.

"What are you doing here?" Ling Qiao didn't say a word, and scolded with his halberd finger, and the purple aura emanating from his body still crackled in the air.

"Girl, don't blame, I'm not the villain you say, it's just that the girl's strength is extraordinary, and she can't invite the two of them into the mountain by extraordinary means. The black-robed man arched his hand as a sign of politeness.

"The Two Realms Lamp, do you mean something that the witch who came out of the painting in the forest that day, how could that kind of monster have that kind of treasure?"

The wagtails in the sky fluttered their tails and flew through the sky, and they didn't know where they came from, and there were many mayfly corpses on the snow, and these mayflies attached to the sleeping trees were crushed by the snow eels, and the abdominal organs were shattered, and the blood stored in them flowed out, and under the cold blow, they turned into red beads the size of beans, round in color and paraffin texture. The wagtail takes these beads in its beak, eats some of them, stores some of them in their sacs, and when three or two of them are eating, another group flies in, and they quickly pouts on the ground, and swallows every drop of blood without being picky.

Maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's the rising sun, some of the wagtail feathers are bright in color, turning crimson color, the body is also bigger, the paw prints on the snow are also deeper, there are more and more wagtails with this characteristic, the smell of blood in the air is heavier, they are like Zhu Xia, the long body is tailed, a pinch of white hair on the head is like frost and morning snow, the claws are sharp, some of the undead mayflies are simply scratched by them, gradually revealing the ferocious nature, maybe they are tired of eating, some fly away, and some are thin because they just fought for food, still jumping on the ground to find food, but the method of abusing and killing mayflies is still cruel。

All good imagery hides a cruel rhetoric.

"The girl doesn't know, the monster you are talking about is a mourning puppet, and that kind of monster is not refined by me, but is parasitic in the lamp of the two realms. Although her magic power is not strong, she can play Gu in people's hearts, which is extremely terrifying, and the two realm lamps can also be regarded as her means of hunting food. The black-robed man looked at the red wagtail on the snowfield, and shot a red spirit arrow, and an unlucky wagtail flicked a few times on the snow after being hit, and the crimson ice crystals dissipated.

The rest of the wagtails were also frightened, flapping their wings and flapping their tails and flying away.

"In that case, why did you use that method to snatch Miss Shentu and the rest of the people, so that they don't feel humiliated in the bloody mouth of a monster?" Ling Qiao said.

"Girl, don't be angry, the monsters that conjured up from my right arm that day are these under my command at this moment, they don't eat people, and their teeth are like a few sleeping branches growing on this vast snowfield, which are extremely light and brittle, so they won't hurt people, and if you encounter a thick-skinned one, I'm afraid you won't be able to chew it." ”

Ling Qiao thought, according to what Miss Shentu said, there must be death sacrifice spirits and many cannibalistic monsters here, but none of them have been seen so far, but there are many such strange people with masks and seemingly no malicious intent. The vigilance in his heart has never been let down, and in the Dragon Blood Forest, Shen Tuxue would rather die than weave a lie for his failure to entertain himself. Besides, under the circumstances at that time, it was obviously meaningless for Shen Tuxue to tell that kind of lie.

Ling Qiao felt that it would be impossible to deal with this black-robed man for a few words, so it was better to be a convenient guest, maybe he could get some food, and by the way, he could also explore the real situation of this Phantom Snow Mountain.

The sky shrouded in the snowfield, making a slight movement, and the snowfield in the distance was stacked with peaks, like an embarrassing fold of paper. This world is cold, not very beautiful, and I can't even open my eyes, but I have a man I like here, and I feel that it's like that, it's just that the season and geographical location are not very familiar, and I don't bother to think about what will happen next.

The black-robed man invited Lingqiao and Yufan to fall on the ghostly snow eel, and the black-robed man simply waved his arm at a thick, red-skinned snow eel next to him, and the monster's head fell to the ground like a collapsed knoll, Lingqiao and Yufan took advantage of the situation, and the monster's head hanging on the ground rose again. In this way, a group of monsters carried the three of them to the snowfield, and the snow crystals scattered in the air all the way, emitting a fleeting rainbow light under the sunlight.

All the way, drive Zhen Han for a long time. The mountain peaks that pass through the place are lined up, sandwiched between the winding mountain roads, and dozens of snow eels walking side by side are slightly crowded. After a while, some snow eels crashed headlong into the snow-capped mountain wall of the bypass road like sparks scattered in the sky, turned into shattered snow blocks, and disappeared.

"Don't worry, it's what they are. ”

The snow on the mountain stretched to the sky, intertwined with the shallow clouds, lowering the level of the whole world, Yu Fan looked at the shell of the fallen snow eel behind him, and thought that life was nothing more than that.

Just like the fading insect chirping in the reed, a gust of wind rises, the mast breaks, and the people who see it will only remember the sound of the wind, and will not remember the insect chirping, which is indeed a sad thing, and what is even more sad is that this kind of thing is ashamed to be timid, but also ashamed to remember, people disdain the things that are easy to forget, and that forgets, after a long time, they can't tell what is the sound of the wind and what is the sound of insects, and they will not even know whether the broken is the body of the reed pole, or their own gradually crooked shadow.

Yu Fan thought of this, and sighed helplessly, he felt that he was a man anyway, and he shouldn't think about these brain-wasting questions, what he should think about was when to get ahead and give Lingqiao a stable and prosperous life. Although as a human being, there is a trace of sadness and nobility in the demon's heart, he feels that this so-called 'nobility' is just a lowly burdock tree, which occupies a place but is not of much use. Yu Fan didn't know if Lingqiao was burdock or what, but it was certain that he was the gust of wind that broke himself, the wind was innocent, clean, although it didn't blow very beautifully, but it occupied a monopoly in his heart, like a piece stuffed in his heart, containing half a scoop of blood, sometimes flowing smoothly, sometimes popping.

Ling Qiao naturally thought about it so much, and at this moment she was guessing the details of this black-robed man. Her perception is like a cang's ear nesting in the mustard, waiting for an opportunity to inquire. But the black-robed man was not moved, silent, like a bitter scarecrow standing in the cavity of a snow eel, only half of his head exposed, funny and mysterious.

The scenery is far away to the human eye, and the houses piled up on the cliffs in the distance are stacked on top of each other, and you can see that they are densely embellished on the heads of those wrestlers with fang-faced eyes, on the top of their heads, and on their sideburns, perfectly fitting the structure of the body of the gods. Under the reflection of the sun, it is dazzling, even hundreds of miles, and it is spectacular. More recently, those buildings have both houses and streets, high-rise buildings, pavilions and pavilions, mountain manor forests, where the houses are like streets with order, high-rise buildings are inclined to each other, pillow cliffs, pavilions and pavilions are lush and snowy, and mountain manor forests are stepping on the rainbow. The beauty of the world is nothing more than that. These houses, high-rise buildings, pavilions, mountain manors and forests comfort each other in a thousand years of cold, and I don't know how many colors have been born in the cold season and hail season.

The snow eel leaped to the bottom of those heavy cliffs, and Yu Fan observed that there was no way forward, and he didn't know if the left and right would bloom again. But he saw that there were only sleeping trees growing on the left and right, and those trees were like dancing girls blocking the hearts of men who were delaying the wind and moon, dense and scattered, and they couldn't get around.

"Maybe there is some mechanism? For example, this mountain has a high rope that can be climbed up along it, or there is a hole in the inside, and there is a ......ladder hidden in the sky," Yu Fan thought about it, and before he could make the third hypothesis, Ling Qiao suddenly said to him, "Brother Yu Fan, how do you say we can go up, that is, it saves effort and is not very dangerous. ”