After Li Mao rolled down the mountain beam, he almost lost his breath. ~Sui~Dream~Small~Say~щ~Suimеng~lāAlthough the snow on the mountain is relatively thick, the rocks under the snow are uneven and unrecognizable.

After Li Mao recovered his breath, he immediately got up and ran towards the sparse forest not far away, losing his horse, and having little chance of escaping for his life on the endless snowfield, it was only possible to get rid of the pursuers by entering the woods.

Li Mao galloped for a quarter of an hour before running into the woods, but after he ran into the woods, he immediately felt very disappointed, looking down on the forest from the mountain beam, maybe the canopy of the trees was covered with snow, and it looked quite dense, but when he got closer, he found that the forest was not large, and the trees were very scarce, and there was no place to hide at all.

Li Mao felt that the woods were very unsafe and that there was nowhere to hide for the night. However, out of this forest, there was a large forest growing around the mountain in the distance that was conducive to hiding, and Li Mao had to drag his tired body to continue walking.

After walking in the woods for a long time, Li Mao had to stop because the snow was difficult to walk, he drew his knife and chose a large tree, climbed up and cut down four thick branches, and quickly cut them into two snowboards and two poles.

Li Mao took out two pieces of rope from the package, tied the snowboard to his boots through the grooves in the bottom of the snowboard, and tried it a few times.

Li Mao bowed down and began to glide on the snow, and after a few strokes began to become proficient, so that the speed of walking on the snow was immediately much faster.

Not long after Li Mao walked out of the woods, the pursuers behind him arrived in this woods, at this time it was already dark, and it was very dangerous to enter the woods to chase, and the pursuers were still very afraid of Li Mao's martial arts, so they just went around the woods twice, then turned around and went back, and did not continue to chase.

The mountain forest in the distance can be regarded as the largest forest near Dunhuang Mansion, with a range of more than ten miles, relying on a small hill to grow, and such a scale of forest is rare in the northwest Gobi.

Li Mao quickly slid into the woods, the trees here were much denser than the previous ones, and after entering the woods for a few feet, he could block the view from behind.

Li Mao looked around at the trees, a coniferous forest of spruce, fir and pine, evergreen, hardy and drought-tolerant, all of which were tall and had holes in their trunks, but not enough for an adult to hide.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, although Li Mao could see at night, but in such a cold night, if he didn't find a shelter in time, he would definitely not survive tonight.

The harsh northwest wind blew even more violently, as if it could directly penetrate the clothes and blow on the body, although Li Mao wore his own assassination equipment, and wrapped in a layer of Mengyuan military captain's clothes, but in this cold wind on a winter night, it was almost like no clothes on.

Finally Li Mao found a crypt under a thick fir tree, it seems that it can barely accommodate people, Li Mao hurriedly picked up the snow at the entrance of the cave, the cave smelled not very good, Li Mao's nose shrank hard, it turned out that there was already an owner in the cave, it was a desert fox.

The desert fox was awakened from his sleep, staring at Li Mao in horror with a pair of dark eyes, Li Mao did not want to drive the poor desert fox into the ice and snow, and said in a consultative tone: "Little fox, it's too cold outside, let's squeeze together, okay?"

The desert fox was horrified to find that this person, no, or what the humanoid monster said, it could actually understand, it nodded involuntarily, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when it was about to shake its head in disagreement, it was too late.

This humanoid monster actually squeezed into the crypt, the crypt is not big, after Li Mao squeezed in, the crypt was basically filled, Li Mao blocked the hole with a snow board and a snow stick, and pulled down a few pieces of snow from all around to seal the hole, and the gap between the snow blocks was soon covered by the falling snow.

The desert fox was squeezed on the cold cave wall, afraid and frozen, shivering, Li Mao moved his body, pulled the desert fox over and hugged him in his arms, and said: "They are all fallen people at the end of the world, it is convenient to do it! I will spend the night and return the crypt to you tomorrow, you are obedient, and you are not allowed to fart." ”

The desert fox saw that Li Mao had no malicious intentions, and Li Mao's arms were very warm, it was not as nervous as just now, but it didn't know how to communicate with this humanoid monster, and was about to scream twice to show that it understood, but it heard that this humanoid monster had made a slight and gentle breathing sound, and it seemed that he was asleep.

The desert fox blinked innocently in the darkness, feeling that it was out of order, but it didn't think for long, because it was the time for the desert fox to hibernate, and it couldn't bear the fatigue soon after, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, a sunny day finally ushered in near Dunhuang Mansion, and when it was bright outside, Li Mao finally woke up, feeling that his previously injured back was even more painful because of his body curled up all night.

It was really cold last night, if it weren't for the fact that he held a desert fox in his arms to keep warm, Li Mao felt that he would definitely be frozen, and the only benefit of the cold was to make the pain go down, otherwise Li Mao would definitely be woken up in the middle of the night.

Li Mao stretched out his palm to push away a snowboard that sealed the entrance of the cave, letting the fresh air outside come in, and when he saw the sun shining outside, his mood immediately improved a lot, at least the road to Dunhuang City would not be particularly painful.

Li Mao jumped out of the crypt with the desert fox in his arms, although the sunlight outside did not have much heat, but Li Mao felt a warm current as if flowing on his body, it turned out that the weather was good, and it also had a healing effect.

The desert fox was still asleep, and it slept soundly last night, because the arms of this humanoid monster were much warmer than the cold ground, and it couldn't even wake up.

But the cold air outside the cave hit, making it feel like it was about to wake up, it closed its eyes and whined in displeasure, wanting to continue to sleep, as a hibernating animal, always woken up, probably not until the snow melted next year, its instinct led it to continue to sleep.

Li Mao then remembered that he was still holding a desert fox in his hand, and hurriedly sent it back to the cave, and covered the hole with snow blocks, and there was a trace of Li Mao's question on the ground in the cave, it was not very cold, the desert fox snorted twice complainingly, and continued to sleep.

Li Mao re-tied the snowboard, took the snow poles, carefully identified the direction, here is at least eighty miles away from Dunhuang City, and it is a difficult formation to go back, Li Mao does not want to delay any longer, and immediately set off to slide in the direction of Dunhuang City.

Suddenly, a strange laughter came from the top of his head, Li Mao hurriedly looked up, and saw a man dressed as a Mengyuan man standing on a big tree not far away, and on such a cold day, he was bareheaded, with two arms exposed, and there were many tattoos on his arms and face, which looked a little hideous and terrifying.

Li Mao's pupils shrank, although he had never seen this person, but from his outfit, it could be inferred that he was a shaman priest of the Mengyuan State Sect Shamanism, and he was equivalent to the status of an immortal cultivator in the Jingyun Temple of the Tang Kingdom in the Mengyuan Empire, but they were not cultivating Dao Method, but witchcraft techniques.

If this is really a shaman, it is not a martial artist like Li Mao who can be defeated, even if Li Mao's sword technique is already at the peak of ordinary mortals, but when encountering a cultivator of the level of a shaman, it is difficult to escape.

This shaman priest can quietly come to the big tree above Li Mao's head, it seems that he must have mastered the art of flying, conservatively estimated to be equivalent to a Jindan monk, Li Mao knew that he was invincible, and immediately looked at the surrounding environment, he must find a way to escape, and he can't just die here.

The shaman laughed for a long time, and then spoke, but he didn't expect him to speak very Chinese, but with a very strange accent: "Boy, you are the murderer Li Mao, right? Batu was injured by you, right?"

Li Mao said calmly: "This senior, I am Li Mao, the two countries are at war, as a Tang person, it is normal for me to injure Batu." Batu killed so many of our fellow Tang people, and also used ice leeches, a Gu creature that people and gods are angry with, this is a Gu creature that is forbidden by your shamanic order, why should I help you kill him?"

The shaman said subtly, "You don't need to explain so much to me, I don't care about any war between the two countries, and I haven't heard of anyone using ice leeches. Batu is my nephew, and I have come to avenge him. ”

Li Mao protested loudly: "Senior, immortals are different, immortals are not allowed to interfere in the war between mortals at will, you are violating the rules set by various clans by doing so, and you will be severely punished!"

The shaman laughed again: "In my opinion, the relationship between you and Batu is a personal vendetta, not a hatred between nations, not to mention that there is no one here, and if I kill you, who knows that it was my hand?"

You Huaxia people are rigid, and some rules are for mortals to see, and you also believe that there is not much binding force on us cultivators. ”

Li Mao looked at the shaman priest with disdain and said, "I didn't expect that there would be such garbage as you among the cultivators. ”

The shaman thought that Li Mao would be so frightened that he begged for mercy, but he didn't expect him to dare to insult himself here, and immediately pulled down his face: "I wanted to give you a good time, but it seems that you don't need it, you have to let you be tortured before you know how wrong you are, right?"

Suddenly, Li Mao looked up at the back of the shaman, and said with a look of surprise: "Immortal Master, you came just in time, this barbarian shaman is unruly, come and save me!"

The shaman priest was startled and hurriedly turned back, only to find that there was no so-called immortal master behind him, and when he turned back again, Li Mao had already jumped out to the slope on the other side, waving his snow poles desperately with both hands, and gliding quickly on the snow surface.

The shaman smiled and flew up: "Boy, you still want to escape for your life under my hands, dream, quickly tie your hands and arrest it, and you can suffer less torture!"

The shaman's flying magic weapon was a wooden staff, and it was so fast that although Li Mao activated it in advance, he was caught up in just a few breaths.

The shaman reached out and grabbed Li Mao's collar with a bird's claw-like hand, Li Mao actually dodged the first claw with a short body, the shaman snorted lightly, accelerated again, and the second claw finally grabbed Li Mao's collar, and the shaman roared with a cruel smile: "Lie down for me." ”

After speaking, he grabbed Li Mao's collar and threw it back, trying to throw Li Mao down on the snow, but the shaman felt that his hand was light, and when he looked at it again, there was only one coat in his hand.

In the distance, Li Mao, who continued to slide in the distance, had turned into a white coat and slid down the snow slope more rapidly.

The shaman laughed angrily, and after flying closer, he waved his palms continuously, and green fireballs continued to fly out of his palms, and Li Mao listened to the sound discernment, dodging most of the fireballs, but could not avoid all the fireballs, and finally one fireball hit his cloak.

A strong force came from behind, Li Mao only felt that the vest was hit hard, his throat was sweet, he fell out, the snowboard on his feet was also thrown away, and the person turned into a rolling gourd, and he turned seven or eight heels in a row before stopping.

Li Mao finally understood that the gap between the immortals was too big, and he sighed and lay on the ground without moving, and then the shaman priest also stopped not far away, looked at Li Mao who was lying on the ground and did not move, and said, "Aren't you very good at running? Why don't you run?"

Li Mao lay down and gasped and said, "I can't beat you, and I can't escape as fast as you, so I just don't escape!"

The shaman smiled: "Bad boy, do you still want to lie to me?"

He laughed and walked forward, then suddenly stopped, and when he looked down, a sword tip came out of his chest.