Chapter 49: Warmth

Why risk meeting the hunters? Who knows what they will do to me? I don't have the strength to fight them, and if they want to kill me, there's no way I can't avoid being killed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info They have horses, and there are a lot of them.

No way. I can't take any chances. So how do I get out of the grassland? I quietly follow them, and maybe I will find my way out of the grassland. No, it would be better to wait for them to go away, and I would follow their horseshoe prints to find the way. If I were caught stalking them, maybe I would be dead.

The cold wind blows. The night is like ink. The horse's hooves shook the sky, and the wolf's howl pierced.

I ran to the left, a fair distance, and with a light foot, I landed in a hollow. I can almost hear the battle between man and wolf. There are a few wisps of vitality attached to my eyes, which make my eyes see a lot of things at night.

There weren't many wolves chasing me, but they seemed to be stimulated by the sound of horses' hooves. There are also a lot of people and horses, and I can't see how many there are at night, but there should still be a hundred, because the torches in their hands are very eye-catching in the black night, and of course, I have seen many people who do not hold torches in their hands.

"Hula!" shouted the riders in unison. The sonic boom is immense.

The hand riding in front held a large scimitar that was shining in the light of the fire, and the curved bow in the back was full. And the wolves are also very excited, the horses are very fat and can be eaten, and the people are also delicious.

I saw that the light in the eyes of the wolves seemed to be very different. It's desire.

All right. The eyes of that group of people also radiated desire. The collision of the desires of the two parties will be a wonderful sight. I'm looking forward to it. I'm already smiling.

"Whew!" two or three big wolves jumped up and bit them over, and the big knives in their hands also fell on the grass. The screams of the two rang out sharply. One man's arm was broken by a wolf's tooth. One man's neck was already bleeding.

It's wonderful. It's beautiful.

Four men cut down a wolf on their horses, and one of them immediately jumped off the horse, split the wolf's head with a knife, and opened his mouth to eat. He looked very.

I was shocked. These people are all very brave, is it because...... Because of eating animals alive, so as to get the vitality in the animal's body to nourish the body?

Quite possibly......

This world is so bloody. I was glad I hadn't shown my face in front of them, and if I did, I found it hard to believe that I wouldn't have been treated like a wolf by them.

Wolves eat people, and in the same way, they will also be nourished by the vitality in the human body, so as to become powerful. Although their bodies cannot preserve their vitality because they do not have the root of the element, their bodies will always be stronger after being nourished by the vitality.

The gore was staged for a long time. The night, which was supposed to be quiet, was full of screams and howls. It's hard for me to survive in a world like this. What are they living like this for? With such bloody power, it is better to choose a quiet one to spend a good life. But they have no choice but to live like this.

I went quietly, I don't think I can get out of the steppe with these bloody humans. The cities of the Ming Kingdom are still very civilized, and there will hardly be such bloody scenes. In the city, the murderer pays for his life, and the rules and regulations are perfect. Of course, this is only relative to mortals, and those cultivators have greater privileges.

If I follow these people, I will only go to bloodier places. Is it a steppe with such a savage man...... The Haze Plain is shrouded in dense fog all year round, this can't be the Haze Plain, could it be that I break a so-called "space ingot" and be teleported more than two thousand miles away?

No way. So where is the grassland near Changzhou? And there are so many barbarian grasslands? No, there is no such place in the whole Changzhou vicinity. Perhaps, could it be...... The forbidden land at the junction of Changzhou and Huzhou, Shigang Plateau?

I heard that it was not close to mortals, and it was difficult for monks to enter. A Shigang Plateau covering an area of nearly 10,000 square kilometers and an altitude of thousands of meters. The entire Shigang Plateau, I heard that it was surrounded by a super large array, and it was listed as a forbidden place by the high-level of the Ming Kingdom.

As for what exactly is in the plateau, there is not much to say in the books I have read. So I don't know much, I can know this place, but also because I have been fascinated by the history of the Huangsheng Continent, and naturally I know a lot about the geography of the Huangsheng Continent.

Thinking about it this way, this may really be the Shigang Plateau. Otherwise, how could an uncivilized nomad treat a wolf like this? He actually eats the wolf's brain.

What to do?

I came so far. Can I get out of this forbidden place?

Life is so slim.

I wanted to hide in a safe place, get a good night's sleep, and not think about anything. That place has warm futon bedding and safe walls. How nice that would be.

I'm really a failed cultivator. Actually died in the grassland...... Eaten by wolves, eaten by people......

At night, it's too quiet. Why am I always pessimistic?

No, this is a reality that cannot be left unfazed. I need solace. Warm solace. I feel like I'm having a hard time surviving in this world right now. Not to mention immortality. No one showed me the way.

Don't go. I decided not to go. Let's sleep well on this grass. But the night is too cold, the heart of the wind is too bad, and the wind is always cold. I want to die when it's cold. I don't want to cultivate any more ghost immortals.

Let's go, I can't stand being in one place for too long.

When I walked to Tianlu and the fish belly was white, I saw a thatched house. There was a man sitting on the hut. The person seemed to be meditating and cultivating.

There is a separate hut in the middle of the grassland, which is a picture that I should be amazed at. I was indeed amazed. I won't run away this time, I'm going to talk to the cultivator on the thatched roof, so that I can sleep well in his thatched hut. Anyway, I have nothing to do, and I'm not afraid that he will steal anything from me.

As for why don't I worry about him killing me? At this point, how much more can I think about? I need to get some sleep. I'm so tired.

He clearly saw me approaching.

His eyes, even at night, were very bright. Middle-aged man with long hair and a shawl, covered by a gray cloth coat.

He sat on the thatched roof, and looked at me so lightly, like looking at something, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, and did not speak. I exuded a lot of energy, volatile outside my body, and resisted the cold.

I opened my mouth to say something. I always have to say something to him to let me into a warm hut and get a good night's sleep, because I really want to have a good, warm sleep.

I didn't see the hostility in his eyes. I don't think he saw any bad intentions in my eyes either. So I walked to the hut door and pulled it open. The room was completely dark, and there was no light. Now I don't need light, I need warmth.

It was warm in the house. The energy in my eyes made me barely able to see what was going on inside the room. I walked to the corner of the room, sat down, put my hands on my knees, and buried my head in my arms.

That's it, sleep.