Chapter 2: Thunder

"Ahh

Jiang Yeran sat up straight from the bed suddenly, exhaled a long and turbid breath, and the sweat behind him actually wet the pajamas.

It's this nightmare again, why have I been having such dreams lately, who is the man named Tingyun in the dream, and why can't I always see his face clearly? It's not the first time I've had a series of questions.

But then Jiang Yeran felt inexplicably funny, and stretched out his hand to scratch his short snow-white hair. Yes, it's just a dream, and how can the person in the dream remember what it looks like?

"Boom ......" Through the window, he clearly saw a golden lightning streak across the night sky, slowly dissipating, turning into a brilliant light, which was magnificent.

Who is the Taoist friend who is here to cross the catastrophe, he thought to himself.

I looked at my watch, it was already more than six o'clock in the morning, due to the heavy rain, dark clouds shrouded, although it was September, the sky was still not bright.

couldn't sleep, Jiang Yeran rolled around on the bed. Suddenly, a small, warm unknown object suddenly burrowed into his arms, causing his chest to itch, but he was not disgusted by the sudden small figure.

Of course he knew who ran into his bed!

In the dark, Jiang Yeran gently hugged the warmth in his arms, felt the other party's trembling body, and muttered to himself: "It's just thunder, don't be afraid, there is me." ”

An hour later, the thunder gradually subsided, and the rainy night finally passed, and a glimmer of dawn swept away the dark curtain of the night, reflecting the short snow-white hair that looked extremely soft.

Today is the first day of school, and you can't be late. As soon as I thought this, I had already crept out of bed.

She is still asleep on the bed, and the morning sun is sprinkled on the bed, reflecting her snow-white body, like the most beautiful mutton fat jade, and she can't help but want to pinch it in the palm of her hand to play with it.

Looking at the quilt she kicked off, the boy couldn't help but laugh, and after getting dressed, he thoughtfully covered the quilt for her.

"Young Master, breakfast is ready for you. The voice came from behind him, and it was a holographic projection.

Jiang Yeran immediately turned around and made a silent gesture before whispering, "Okay, Mr. Justin, I'll be there in a moment." ”

He looked back, not looking at it, knowing that Justin's hologram had dissipated consciously.

Just looking at her lying on the bed like this, I felt that my chest was warm and very intimate. He kissed his smooth forehead, straightened up, and left the bedroom with a full stomach.

The moment he left, he couldn't help but turn his head, revealing a doting gaze: "Yemo, I'm leaving." Then he turned and walked away.

The door closed gently, and she slowly opened her eyes on the bed, revealing a pair of blue eyes, smart and bright. It's just that the pupils are a pair of vertical pupils, flickering with a little reluctance.

Breaking free from the quilt, he jumped up and fell generously in the center of the whole bed. In the sun, her snow-white hair is not mixed with a single stray hair.

Yemo stared at the closed door for a long time before he whispered, "Meow!"

At the same time, on the other side, somewhere in the cold Arctic, the snow wind is howling, and the sky is rolling wildly, there is no first love artistic conception of snowflakes flying in the sky, there is only a cruel and cold reality. Even the locals would never dare to go out on this snowy day, otherwise it would represent death.

"Roar, roar" The roar of the beast enveloped the blizzard and was blown away by the wind. A snow-white afterimage flashed away, leaving only a fragmented footprint.

It is a huge snow bear, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, not to mention the infinite strength is inevitable, this kind of giant bear can vibrate an adult with a sneeze, the lion and tiger is the appetizer, if there is a lion and tiger on the snowfield, not to mention that this is a mutation, the snow field that controls the power of ice and snow is simply the level of the bear king. This kind of existence, which dominates a certain snowfield with the power of a strong body of ice and snow, usually runs after its prey.

However, now when this bear king is racing wildly, not only is his pace messy and his breathing is heavy, but he also has a long wound on his back when he looks closely, which seems to have been done by a sharp sword. This bear is running for its life, it's being hunted down!

I don't know how long I have been running, don't look at the large tonnage of King Xiong, the speed is not ambiguous, and it is the same as flying. Just when he thought he had run far enough, he stopped and looked back, and found that there was no one, so he sat down with a rough ass, and even patted his undulating chest humanely, exhaling a long turbid breath.

"Stupid, don't you run?" A streamer pierced the sky, tore through the snowstorm, and stuck straight into the snowdrift in front of the bear king, and it was actually a golden feather.

The bear king, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly shuddered, and wanted to run with his hands and feet, but when it just started, it was a feather that shot very quickly, and the bear king hurriedly braked, and his brain was not pierced, although he was resistant to beating, but he did not dare to use his brain to try this seemingly supple feather, before that, the terrible scar on his back was the masterpiece of this feather, because he was careless and almost cut in half. It swallowed hard and turned in fear to look at the wind and snow in the distance.

There was still the sound of the whirring wind, and if it weren't for the two feathers that shot on the ground, it was as if the scene had never happened. After a long time, a vague figure slowly walked out of the wind and snow, and the cold wind could not touch his body at all, just blowing to his side as if it was blocked by an invisible wall of qi.

Even the figure seemed to have a faint golden aura lingering around it, which not only blocked the cold wind, but also added three points of holiness and three points of mystery to the figure.

If someone sees it at this moment, they will inevitably exclaim, and then take out their mobile phones to take a group photo and send it to the circle of friends, if nothing else, just for the protection of the body, the release of the body is the standard configuration of all first-class masters! And looking at the whole of China, the first-class masters are only in double digits.

Walking in, the figure gradually became clear, it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with extremely dazzling blond hair, delicate facial features like a knife, and a three-dimensional beauty that ordinary people did not have. At this time, the charming peach blossom eyes were surging with golden brilliance, and the dyed pupils were golden. A huge one-winged wing on its back was bathed in holy light, tucked behind its back, and its white-gold feathers covered the entire right shoulder, although it only had one wing, it did not have the slightest sense of disobedience.

It is hard to imagine that such a young teenager has broken through the bottleneck of a first-class master and reached the realm that countless people dream of, many people may not be able to have the strength of a second- or third-rate master even in their lifetime, let alone a first-class master, and the vast majority of ordinary people have never even seen a first-class master. After all, the first-class masters are the elite of the country, and they have an absolutely transcendent status wherever they go.

As for the super-first-class masters, that is a strategic existence, and the official did not report how many people there are, after all, the files of every super-first-class master are top secret, and the current Huaxia public is only a handful of them.

At this time, the corners of the boy's mouth rose, revealing a harmless smile of humans and animals, but this seemed to have become a nightmare in the eyes of the bear king, just looking at it once, he felt that his blood seemed to be coagulated, it roared desperately, its bloody eyes were red, and it ran wildly towards the boy, and the hopelessness of escape stimulated the bloodiness in the depths of its blood.

"A beast is only a beast after all. The young man muttered faintly, his right hand was lightly clenched in front of him, and a golden energy lightsafer was condensed, and then a sword slashed towards the bear king.

"Poof. With the blood rolling down, a great bear head fell to the ground, and the pupils that had not yet faded reflected the fear of death.

The young man stood up slowly, shook his wings, and seemed to stretch his waist, the golden lightsaber in his hand dimmed, and finally turned into a trace of light to feed back to himself.

"That's how you killed it!" A purple-clothed girl behind the teenager said in astonishment.

"Calm down, Xue Xi. This bear is the dominant party, doing all kinds of evil, killing I don't know how many humans pass by here, there is no need for mercy. The boy shrugged his shoulders casually, his face full of indifference, as if the killing just now had nothing to do with him.

The girl known as Xue Xi instantly exploded, and she waved her arms to grab the boy's shoulders and shook so hard that her waist-length purple hair was messy.

"Eldest Sun Zhehan, you stinky kid, a loser, your brain has been bad since you were a child, and you are even more mentally retarded when you grow up. Do you know how valuable this bear king's essence blood can be if it is refined by me, you bastard actually cut off its head, and the essence blood is flowing on the ground, how do you let me use it, how to use it, how to use it!"

The eldest grandson Zhehan hurriedly broke free of Yin Xuexi, although with his strength, he didn't need to do this at all, but he still snorted and said, "Ah, that's it, I don't know, you didn't say it earlier." ”

However, the endless wind and snow are still mixed with Yin Xuexi's angry roar, you are still an old lady's blood!