Count nine cold days, frozen thousands of miles.

Heavy snow continued for days.

The cold wind in the north of the country is as cold as a knife.

The mountains and forests at dusk reflect the white snow, and there is a faint light.

A cold wind blew, faintly with a murderous aura. A few crows stood on the branches and curled their heads, shivering.

A teenager lay under a pine tree, staring motionless, listening intently to the sounds around him.

The snow on his back was already thick, and he had apparently been in this position for a long time.

The hand that was already red from the cold was still holding the Pu knife.

His unkempt hair and tattered armor made him blend in with the pine trees.

The boy's name is Zhang Ling.

At the moment he is going through a hunt, but he is the prey.

Lacking food and clothing, and in the extremely cold Saibei, Zhang Ling has reached the point of exhaustion at this moment.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

About half a pillar of incense passed.

A young man in brocade clothes fluttered and landed in an open space ten zhang away from Zhang Ling.

Seeing the appearance of this young man, Zhang Ling's heart instantly jumped to his throat, his eyes didn't dare to blink, and even his breathing became extremely slight.

This person's name is Tuoba Hong, a disciple of the Moon Witch Sect, and he has been chasing and killing Zhang Ling for two days.

Draped in a cloak of soft wool brocade and holding a bloodstained dagger in his hand, Tuoba Hong looked around with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

He was searching for his prey, there were a total of eight prey in this trial, the first seven were quickly ambushed by him, only this last one, very cunning, fled all the way from the Beidi Mountains to the north of Daluansaibei, and it was in this pine forest that he was missing.

I think it's hiding somewhere in the pine forest.

After searching for half a pillar of incense for a long time, Tuoba Hong also lost his patience, took out a talisman from his arms, gently wiped the blood on the dagger, threw it forward, pinched the trick with one hand, and said something in his mouth.

Fu Seal immediately levitated in front of him, and a layer of essence light appeared, and then flew to the side, pointing directly at the place where Zhang Ling was hiding.

Zhang Ling, who was hiding not far away, suddenly screamed secretly: Not good.

Trackers!

Tuoba Hong's knife has its own blood stains, and the tracker can be traced according to this, and there is nothing to hide within a hundred miles.

The talisman flew in front of Zhang Ling, and with a "snort", it turned into a flame and burned.

Tuoba Hong stared at Zhang Ling's hideout and snorted softly, "Come out"

"Boom"

Before the words fell, a large snowflake flew from behind the pine tree, and Zhang Ling rushed out.

"Hmph, I still want to escape"

Tuoba Hong's eyes were sharp, and he turned around and swept a piece of pine branch next to him, and then flew up and kicked on the pine branch, only to see the pine branch fly towards Zhang Ling like an arrow, and then Tuoba Hong snorted coldly, stepped on a puddle of snowflakes, and flew towards his prey.

The pine branch did not aim for the head, and the sound of "Qiang" was inserted in the snowdrift in front of Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling stumbled, almost lost his center of gravity and fell, escaped for so long, his legs were slightly heavy, he did not replenish his energy, and he hid in the snowdrift for most of the day, and he really had no extra strength.

Either freeze to death, or be killed, left and right are dead, and if you run down, it is estimated that you will not even have a chance to die, and suddenly your heart is crossed, and she spit out "his grandmother's", and then turned around and looked at Tuoba Hong, who had just landed behind him.

He knew his situation, and there was a strong desire to survive in his tired eyes.

"Why don't you run away?" asked Tuoba Hong, his tone full of disdain.

"Tired" Zhang Ling said lightly with an expressionless face.

"This is the best, save me the effort to chase" Tuoba Hong is like a referee, Zhang Ling is just a sticky fish to him.

"You are not a Beidi soldier" Zhang Ling looked at Tuoba Hong quietly, secretly thinking of a strategy, he wanted to live, he had to kill this plague god.

"Hehehe... Do you want to delay your energy? It's okay, you can't escape anyway, yes, I'm not a soldier, I, Tuoba Hong, the Holy Son of the Wuyue Holy Sect, hunting you is just the most elementary experience, I have a lot of energy to play with you, but if you only know how to run, hmph, then you will die."

But he has the capital of arrogance.

"Hmph, let's fight" Zhang Ling clenched the Pu knife and waited for it.

"Suffer death" Tuoba Hong's tone became colder, the dagger swirled in his palm, and he stepped forward, and the dagger in his hand cut through the cold air that was about to condense on both sides of the blade.

Zhang Ling did not hesitate, shouted, and greeted the Pu knife in his hand.

Close fighting, the dagger is far easier than the long knife, Tuoba Hong is a disciple of the sect, the body is weird, although he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, the strength is not weak, fast, ruthless, accurate, the knife is straight to the point.

Zhang Ling was a real soldier who fought out of the pile of dead, but in the face of Tuoba Hong's knife, he couldn't get any benefit and struggled to block and support.

The kung fu of a cup of tea, under the intensive attack of Tuoba Hong, constantly revealed flaws, on the legs, waist, one after another, and the military armor on the back was also cut.

The wound on his leg made Zhang Ling unsteady on his feet, and Tuoba Hong gave the enemy time to breathe, and then moved forward with his knife.

Zhang Ling took two steps back, kicked up a ball of snow under his feet, and quickly retreated to a pine tree.

The snowflakes splashed, Tuoba Hong waved his sleeves to block, his body retreated, and then followed again, the two fought around the pine tree for several rounds, with the support of the trees, Zhang Ling was obviously easier than just now, but it was also difficult to defend.

At this moment, Zhang Ling is fighting with the same end of the fight, and he does not defend, even if Tuoba Hong's dagger is inserted into his heart, he doesn't care, he just blindly slashes and kills. In this way, on the contrary, Tuoba Hong was a little timid, and he could hit the vital point a few times, but he missed it in hesitation, because the opponent's knife would also cut himself, even if it was some skin trauma, he was unwilling.

knew that Zhang Ling was at the end of his strong crossbow, but he never saw the other party's strength weaken.

Zhang Ling has been in the army for many years at the moment, he has been training hard, he can still insist on holding the knife, and more importantly, he gritted his teeth and persisted, because once he is not careful, he will die.

Tuoba Hong is too young, and he has been chasing and killing in the snow for a long time, and his physical strength has naturally decreased greatly, but he is too conceited and does not use the sect to fight, but only fights with martial arts.

Finally, Zhang Ling began to be a little unconscious, the wounds all over his body continued to bleed, his face was a little pale, and his physical strength was slightly exhausted.

Tuoba was overjoyed and immediately accelerated the pace of the attack.

Flaw! Fatal flaw!

Zhang Ling lost too much blood, and the door was wide open at this moment.

"Poof!"

Tuoba Hong seized the opportunity and hit it with one blow.

Zhang Ling was stabbed, this knife was enough to kill, but he still struggled to swing the knife to repel Tuoba Hong, but the dagger was inserted in Zhang Ling's chest.

Zhang Ling staggered, took two steps back, leaned against a pine tree, looked down at the dagger on his chest, and the Pu knife in his hand was unstable and fell into the snow.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body slowly slid to sit down.

......

The snow is still falling.

The cold wind howled, and Tuoba Hong squinted at the prey that had long since stopped moving.

"The hunt is over"

Tuoba Hong slowly walked to Zhang Ling's side and squatted down, he was about to pull out the dagger inserted in Zhang Ling's chest, and he wanted to cut off one of the other party's ears as a witness.

"Snort"

When Tuoba Hong's hand was about to touch the hilt of the knife, Zhang Ling's eyes opened suddenly, and Tuoba Hong was immediately shocked, but it was already too late!

His heart beat violently, and a small sword pierced the brocade and inserted it into the heart, without the hilt of the sword, and life and death were always instantaneous.

Soldiers don't get tired of cheating!

The Hidden Blade was Zhang Ling's last reliance, and even if he could be taken by surprise during the battle, it was not revealed. Zhang Ling understood that there was only one chance, and he had to kill with one blow, otherwise he would die.

He gambled his life, starting with that fatal flaw!

This deadly sword accumulated all of Zhang Ling's strength, and all the forbearance burst out in this sword. It was as if this sword had also drained all his blood and all his essence. Zhang Ling also fell down with Tuoba Hong's corpse.

"Huh... Haha..."

Zhang Ling lay down and laughed.

Experiencing the escape from death made him shout loudly, venting the pressure of the past few days!

........

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

The night is getting deeper.

Zhang Ling didn't dare to stay for a long time, for fear that the other party's sect forces would chase him, he suddenly pulled out the hidden blade on Tuoba Hong's body, put it back in his sleeve, turned over the things on Tuoba Hong's body, found a bag of beef jerky, chewed it heavily, and turned out a piece of sheepskin on Tuoba Hong's body, which was kept by the other party, and it must not be bad for the other party to keep it like this. Don't think about it too much, just tuck it into your arms.

Zhang Ling didn't dare to pull out the dagger on his body, he urgently needed a doctor, it was freezing here, if there was no place to shelter from the cold, even if he didn't bleed to death, he would be frozen to death, he recovered some strength a little, held the long knife, and limped towards the pine forest.

......

Witch Moon Cult.

Hall of Eternal Life.

Tuoba Hong's Life Gu let out a long roar, and then died completely.

The wooden card in the hand of the deacon in charge of the Hall of Eternal Life fell to the ground, his eyes widened in disbelief, and then he ran towards the Moon Temple in panic.