The world of snow is very beautiful, the excesses of fairy tales, but when he is mixed with the wind, it is as if a fairy tale world is blown apart in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zuo Fengchen walked forward with a golden hoop stick against the wind, and Zhu Bajie carried a rake in the back, and he raked the rake in the thick snow without taking a step. Tang Seng lay on horseback, and he felt so difficult to even breathe.

"Be careful, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it hasn't touched the wind of death yet, which is a bit abnormal!"

Zuo Fengchen reminded everyone, suddenly a wind mixed with a clear stream blew in the snowstorm in front of him, and after Zuo Fengchen saw it with the perspective smoke, he shouted and dodged to the side, and Zhu Bajie behind him also dodged in the car. The wind of death flew towards the little white dragon, the little white dragon flashed to the side and didn't expect to hit the mountain directly, seeing that he couldn't dodge, the little white dragon suddenly turned into a white dragon and rose up against the wind and waves of the clear stream.

Tang Seng grabbed the long hair of the little white dragon on horseback, and the little gray behind him also grabbed its tail and flew into the clear stream with the golden toad.

"I'll go, how is this possible!"

The golden toad screamed, and suddenly his vision was blurred, but he could hear the roar of the wind, and the sound was as loud as if the sky was cracking.

The little white dragon just tossed his body and kept swimming in the current, although he tried very hard to swim forward, but the wind blew him, so that he could not move forward even a little.

Looking at the little white dragon caught in the wind of death, Zhu Bajie hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, hurry up and save them!"

Zuo Fengchen closed his eyes, he was accumulating energy, if his guess was correct, there must be Shi Fa's divine sense in this wind! So, when he finished accumulating energy, Zuo Fengchen shouted: "Lift the clouds and see the sun!" He opened his eyes suddenly, and where he looked, there was indeed an illusory human form faintly in the clear stream.

"Great Summoning, Summon the Wind Swordsman!"

After seeing the figure, Zuo Fengchen suddenly turned on the Great Summoning Technique. Suddenly, a wind blew, and a strong wind swept in, blowing snowflakes all over the mountain.

"It's so windy!"

Zhu Bajie covered his eyes and shouted beside him. However, the wind was not so bitterly cold, but rather warm.

When the wind blew, a swirling tornado blew like thunder, and when the tornado came, it said that the death wind that surrounded the little white dragon was wrapped in the middle.

The surroundings fell silent in an instant, and the valley in the distance was blown by a gust of spring breeze, the blood was blown away, and a trace of greenery slowly appeared on the earth.

Looking at the unquenchable tornado in front of him, Monk Sha ran over with his luggage and asked, "Senior brother, what's going on? Why did the evil wind eat the master, and the tornado ate the evil wind again, so was our master eaten by the tornado in the end?"

"Shut up!"

Zhu Bajie shouted, a sword roar suddenly came from the tornado, a sword shadow flashed out, and flew towards Zhu Bajie through the tornado, Zhu Bajie reacted quickly, he raised the rake in front of him, and after a plop, the sword shadow directly knocked Zhu Bajie on the wall.

The spring breeze seemed to have disappeared in an instant, and the icy mountain wind blew on the other side of the valley, and Sha Wujing pointed at the valley and shouted: "Senior brother, it's not good, look, the evil wind is coming again!" (To be continued.) )