In the snow cave, Shen Rong sat by the fire.

He once chased a lone wolf in the snowy mountains, and the lone wolf was originally going to treat Shen Rong as a prey, but he didn't expect to become his prey instead. For the next two days, they continued to chase and chase like this, until the wolf was exhausted and surrounded its wolf cub in a snow cave, still baring its fangs at Shen Rong and letting out a low roar, but its legs were shaking. The lone wolf taught Shen Rong to store food and dig snow holes to protect against the cold.

He still had lingering palpitations about the moment he had just walked out of the warm tent, if Liu Yidao suddenly attacked at that time, what could he do but fight with his life? He had met a hungry snow leopard preying on a rock sheep, and when the rock sheep struggled to escape from the leopard's mouth, it also passed in front of the snow leopard so calmly. They maintain a strange understanding with each other, and they don't even look at each other. It is impossible for Liu Yidao, the famous 'Splitting Wind and Breaking Soul', not to know 'Hunting' Shen Rong, since he knows that he is still so desperate to kill and chase after him, there must be a reason why he is worth taking risks. The best way to defeat your enemies is to break their will. When he appeared at the right time when the roast sheep was ripe, Liu Yidao was angry, and the consternation and even fear hidden in their eyes made Shen Rong feel relieved. At that point, he knew he had made the right bet. In fact, Liu Yidao and Shen Rong also maintained a tacit understanding between the snow leopard and the rock sheep. Strikingly similar, they don't have a single eye contact with each other, and they may both be afraid of what will happen after the intersection of one eye!

Shen Rong knew that this night was absolutely peaceful, and tomorrow he would face Liu Yidao's slaughter as a hunter. He touched the knife bags on his ribs and remembered Ah Yuan's sister's light smile......

"Liu Daxia, don't you think this kind of chase will only make you desperate faster?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, either you will come down and fight to the death, or you will get out quickly!" Liu Yidao seemed to have forgotten his demeanor as a hero. Raised his head viciously at Shen Rong standing on a small Xiaoice mountain.

"Hey, look at your people, you don't pity them at all?" Shen Rong was high up, if he wanted to leave, he would hide in the vast snow-capped mountains at any time. For a few days, the people around Liu Yidao fell one by one. Although they are still in the shoes of the pursuers, they all know in their hearts that they are being slaughtered.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is going to slash you now and give them hatred!" Liu Yidao had no regard for his identity, and was even a little hysterical, and fear seemed to be gradually strengthening in his heart. He glanced back at his entourage, and every blank eye seemed to cut a knife in his heart.

"Liu Daxia, I just want to tell you today, I won't kill people today, you can have a good rest for a day. Shen Rong turned around as he spoke, and slowly disappeared into the ice and snow.

Liu Yidao didn't look at Shen Rong again, his hands were on fire, and his palms were rubbed together for a while from time to time, but his eyes never left the retractable flame. He vividly remembers the appearance of his subordinates as if they were under amnesty. He smiled bitterly in his heart: How could he not be! He casually took a piece of mutton handed over to him and took a bite of it fiercely. He knew that Shen Rong was not far away, and he might be watching him. He had been accustomed to this situation over the past few days, and he had even woken up to see one or two of his men dead. Liu Yidao was very annoyed when he remembered that Shen Rong had been in Yanguiling in Changbai Mountain, but what was the use of this!

He opened his slender palm, and slashed at the light and dark flames in quick succession. The flames that were split by his splitting palm wind melted into a dozen small fireballs that floated and disappeared in an instant. This is a trick that the little junior sister often grinds for him, and he is jealous of this little junior sister but he doesn't dare to expose it too much. At this time, he suddenly remembered her, if he took the little junior sister to have a bargaining chip at this moment, he was annoyed.

As Liu Yidao expected, Shen Rong was watching his every move at the moment. He saw more than a dozen small fire balls forming and disappearing almost at the same time, and he also secretly admired the power of Liu Yidao's Wind Splitting Palm. Several times, his golden little sword was about to penetrate his body, but it was shocked by his strong wind splitting palm power, and Liu Yidao was really not a vain person. Until he is driven to the end of the mountain, to despair, and to collapse, it will be really difficult to capture. He took a bite of beef jerky, the cold, rough meat slowly chewing and swallowing in his mouth. He was touching the knife bag under his ribs again, and every time he could think of Ah Yuan and every delicious dish she cooked.

The sky of the extraterritorial plateau is extremely clear, especially at night on this high snow-capped mountain, the starry sky is pure and almost transparent, which is in stark contrast to this cold and slaughtering wild land. Shen Rong rested his head outside the snow cave, letting the cold wind and ice slag across his cheeks, and he didn't want to miss such a beautiful night. In this vast snow-capped mountain with wind and snow all day long, there are not too many sunny weather, and every time such a precious sunny weather can always dissipate the loneliness accumulated in Shen Rong's heart.

He took out a handful of 'Golden Feather Swallow' and gently scraped the ice off his face, then carefully wiped it clean and put it in his arms, as if he was talking eagerly with his senior brother. In such a day of killing and fleeing every day, if he couldn't think of some warm moments in his heart, it was simply unimaginable, and he was even more worried that his blood would gradually cool down. When the blood is cold, the heart will be cold, and when the heart is cold, it will become hard, and when the heart is hard, it will be ......

Shen Rong woke up from the nightmare and gathered the gradually faint fire together, 'It's another nightmare'. He glanced at the entrance to the snow cave, which was almost parallel to the ground, and from time to time snow flakes swept through the sharp wind. "It's changed again, and Liu Yidao, the old boy, has to suffer again." He often spoke to himself silently like this, after all, solitude days are unbearable for anyone. He had to learn how to spend his time. He leaned closer to the mouth of the cave, and a cold wind that came in made him shiver with excitement. 'You can't be too warm, or you won't be able to withstand the weather,' he said to himself silently. 'Haha, those pieces of material should be about the same as a snowman by now,' he smiled, reaching out to wisp his beard. 'The wind is blowing, and the wolf roars can't be heard.'" Shen Rong hung a piece of beef jerky on the fire and roasted it, 'Don't freeze to death on such a day'. He was a little worried that Liu Yidao and these people would not really freeze to death, otherwise his plan would all fall through. When he saw a few people curled up over the fire in the distance, he really relaxed and ate the sizzling beef he roasted.

Liu Yidao's hands were in his sleeves, and no matter how powerful his palm wind was, he was afraid of the howling cold wind.

"Senior brother in charge, in this weather, Shen Rong's kid probably won't come!" said a burly man in his forties to Liu Yidao.

Liu Yidao didn't answer, his face was still gloomy, and he looked at the firelight with a sullen head.

Those subordinates have been unable to get along with the bonfire for the past few days, and they don't know what evil spirit they have hit. Seeing that he didn't reply, he didn't dare to ask again. Just looked around vigilantly from time to time, for fear that Shen Rong would suddenly burst out of a corner that he hadn't noticed.

Liu Yidao secretly looked at the appearance of these subordinates like frightened birds, but he was helpless. He knew that his men would die one by one, and it would be him in the end. At this moment, although they are all alive, they are no different from the dead, and waiting for death is a kind of torment for any living person.