Rush into the wind and snow for a short time and leave the icy lake.

Huang Zhao and the silver-haired man's eyes lit up and found that they had escaped, and they could not see the terrible white Jiao for the time being, and before they could take a breath, the wind blew away the snowflakes in front of them and their expressions froze again.

The countless terrifying zombies in front of him have not returned to the direction they came from.

One was covered in blood with a missing arm, the other was cut in the face by ice slag, and two down-and-out guys came face to face with thousands of zombies......

Glacial lake.

The low temperature made the water surface begin to freeze, Bai Yujun found that the scales appeared all over the body and wanted to show the original form, when the ice on the lake surface was intact, it would lose control and show the body, the ice surface was broken, and it could break the ban and become a human form, and it was suppressed after entering the water and could not release the spell, this ice lake was very weird.

The headband was long gone, and he tucked his long hair into his back clothes, took a deep breath and turned around and jumped into the water.

Puff~

The water splashed and soon calmed down.

Ice crystals spread across the water at a speed visible to the naked eye, the last gap was sealed, and the mysterious ice lake was completely silent again, and no sound could be heard.

Under the ice is an extremely quiet world, Bai Yujun can't see how deep the water is, and the white is vast......

Swimming, suddenly fell into a black and white ink painting.

In the middle of the ink and blue painting, the black peaks and white clouds are shallow mist, the ink drops are dissolved in the water to paint a deep and mysterious ancient painting, the vertical painting is three inches, when the height of a thousand blades, the horizontal ink is several feet, the body is hundreds of miles away, there is a sense of the end of the world in the dark, Bai Yujun looked blankly at the ink paintings one after another unfolding in front of him.

The ink changes very quickly, and all kinds of verve are painted in the silent white world.

Artistic conception of mountains and rivers, clear springs and birds, a dragon soars and sneaks in it, or goes up to the top of the mountain or dives into the Qingtan Waterfall, and then the ink spreads and transforms into a palace in the mountain, the ancient trees of Qionglou Yuyu are evergreen, and the dragon turns into a human form and wanders in the pavilion, which is not full of majesty, and the black and white ink painting keeps changing as if describing the experience of a lifetime......

Bai Yujun realized that he was no longer under water, and it seemed to be another mysterious space that was suspended and floating without gravity.

The pale white suit swayed slightly, the waist belt tied into a bow swayed at both ends, and the long black hair pressed into the clothes on the back seemed to want to break free from the restraints, and the arms unconsciously made swimming movements......

The black-and-white picture is still being interpreted, there are mountain streams and leisure, there are also battles and killings, and there are down-and-out people pointing out the country.

"This ...... Could it be the memories of the dead dragon?"

Quickly pinched himself, and found that the real body was in this strange space and not the soul was out of the body, and he breathed a sigh of relief, he was most afraid of the legend that the mysterious and mysterious gods would take away at every turn, and there was no difference between dead and not dead, just find a shell and immediately restore combat strength to kill and return to revenge, which is indeed a bit too mysterious.

Then look at it for a while, take the opportunity to practice painting skills, piano skills, dance is even more amazing, there is almost no cultural mixing skills, this ink painting depicted by the memory of the dragon is the highest level, after watching for a long time, I found that my Danqing artistic conception rose sharply.

In the future, when you don't have anything to eat, you can sell paintings......

Maybe after a short while, maybe a few days later, a certain white found that the ink painting finally stopped performing and returned to peace.

"And then what should I do?"

Suddenly, the sky swirled as if falling, tumbling and spinning, and his feet stepped on the invisible solid ground in vain, and circles of mysterious ripples rippled like water ripples.

Boom~!

The sound is ethereal and echoes.

"What the hell is this place? The old ancestor of the wild man who was killed by a wild boar has been here?"

Distant snow-capped mountain valleys.

Today's weather is good, the sun is hot, the savage tribe takes advantage of the good weather to dry the children outside, the leader looks at his tribe and smiles, the more the population, the happier it is.

I looked at the north with some feelings, and just remembered the last words of my grandfather's grandfather.

"Ahh ”

Bai Yujun must be speechless if she heard this......

Walked a few steps forward in a daze, and saw a pile of bones lying in front of him from a distance, very long and big, Bai Yujun measured it and found that the length of his body was only one-third of it, and now he was finally able to confirm that this was a dead dragon, with dragon horns and dragon claws, and a bunch of huge scales that fell off after the flesh decayed, Bai Yujun didn't know what to say, he thought that he would not die after turning into a dragon, and he was at ease every day, but the result was so reversed.

"Who is that, are you dead~"

Shout hard, then prick up your ears to see if there is a reply, only to hear a burst of echoes.

Look left and right, afraid of the legendary seizure incident, although I haven't seen it, but there are a lot of rumors, I don't know if it's true or not, it's better to be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years.

Look left and right, estimate the direction and run to the southeast corner of the bones, turned over for a long time and did not find the white candles only found a few red candles, or when I was greedy for ink when I watched the incense in Huashan, it was very thick, and there were talismans painted with gold powder on it, and it could only be seen when worshipping the gods or getting married and doing happy events.

White candles are used for white things, and the same is true in the cemetery, and it is a bit too much to light a red candle in the tomb.

But...... It's better to light a candle when digging a grave, the rooster cries and the lamp goes out and doesn't touch the gold, a certain white can't remember where he heard this rule, anyway, more than 500 years old more and more can't tell which part of the memory belongs to, and the best thing in his mind is always the feeling of eating the prey.

"The rules can't be abolished, so let's put them on it. ”

The red candle was lit, proving that it was indeed not in the water now, which was a bit similar to the mysterious space of Mu, and it fell in for some reason and came out inexplicably.

The flame is normal, there is no shaking or going out, and the other party should be allowed to touch the benefits.

took out the shield from the storage bag and blocked it in front of him, tiptoed over step by step, walked two steps and stopped to listen to the movement, it was too quiet, the quieter it was, the more uneasy it was, it was better to be noisy at least not so panicked.

Walked up to the skull, hid behind the shield and muttered......

"Big brother...... Let's just come to see if you have any rags, even if you give me a little scraps, you are so rich and not bad for money, anyway, you are dead, don't be too attached to foreign things. ”

Nodding his head and bowing, he stepped forward to check when he saw that there was no response, wanting to find something useful for him, and he couldn't go home empty-handed.

Walking under the huge skull, Bai Yujun knew how this divine dragon died......

The skull and spine were cut off by some kind of sharp weapon, and the broken bones were smooth, even after thousands of years, I could still feel the sharp sword intent in it, and I always felt a pain in my eyes when I stared at the incision.

Bai Yujun was deeply frightened......

The dragon gate was destroyed and a sword was inserted, several dragon palaces were empty, and now I saw a decapitated dragon, who was at a loss with the dragon?

"The world is crazy......"

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