Nine Star Burden

"Oh," Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, but took a sip of smoke and could not help but cough twice. "Cough."

Then, Jiang Xiao saw a floor.

A mattress made of dozens of white ghosts' thick fur. The owner of this tree house should have lived here for a long time. Although he did n’t make a bed, he just laid the floor, but it was made of wooden stakes. Chairs and tables.

Is that a stone bowl?

The mood of bait Jiang Xiao is complicated. I don't know if I should be excited or disappointed. The room is clear at a glance. There are no cabinets. There are no drawers on the wooden table. Where can I hide things?

Obviously, no one has lived here for a long time.

What did you rely on for heating?

This room has no windows, no chimneys, and it's dark. How can the room warm up with fire?

Bait Jiang Xiao stepped in and quickly collected the information. Finally, at the back corner of the stake table, he had found blood that had already solidified.

Because the temperature here was very low, the blood was preserved, and Jiang Xiao was puzzled that the coagulated blood was a little bit, just like a nosebleed, falling a little bit on the ground, in a corner, more Some coagulated blood flowed along the side of the stake table, drawing several traces of coagulation.

The bait Jiang Xiao was stuck in his waist, looking complexly at "Zheng", and murmured softly in his mouth, "You now, you?"

The bait Jiang Xiao's eyes froze, and he took two steps forward, reached out his hand, and pressed it against the left wall.

The murmur in his mouth also changed: "Where are you now?"

As the first "Zheng" with a different handwriting was discovered by Jiang Xiao, more and more "Zheng" characters belonging to the second pen's head also came into Jiang's sight.

Roughness and Juan Xiu, the style is too different, Jiang Xiao thinks it may be from a man and a woman.

There are five strokes of a "zheng" word. The first three strokes are from one person, and the last two strokes are from another person.

So the composition of this word means that he came back after three days, right?

In this piece of "Zheng", these juanxiu "Zheng" and sporadic strokes, although rare, are enough proof that this place is not alone!

The bait Jiang Xiao was silent for a long time, walked out of the wooden house, and turned into a crow again, fluttered with wings and flew up, looked around, and found a smaller tree.

The crow fell on the snow, transfigured into an adult shape, pulled out the steel giant blade behind, and slashed into the trees with a knife.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Kaka Kaka

After a while, the small tree fell and was subsequently chopped into countless firewood by Jiang Xiao.

The bait Jiang Xiao held the giant blade behind him, holding the firewood, stepping on the thick snow, and walked over the cliff dozens of meters away.

He cleared an open space, surrounded the firewood, and disguised a fiery red hunting bow and several fiery burning arrows.

The bait Jiang Xiao drew several fire vectors and plunged into the surrounding firewood.

He silently looked at the firewood under him, but in his mind, it was the dense "full" of the house.

I'm here. Where are you?

There is no concept of time in the upper snowfield dimension, and here is always full of the setting sun, and you can only see the sun but never the real sun.

I don't know how long, at the foot of the opposite mountain, at the lowest level of the canyon, a figure slowly climbed out of the underground cave, took a deep breath, but his eyes suddenly widened.

He looked up a few hundred meters away, and at the top of the high cliff, he saw a plume of blue smoke floating high.

That's where the tree house is! ?

The man stared at the scene in stun. After a while, he grabbed his hair, turned back to the cave, and exclaimed excitedly: "Blue! Blue!"

The man stumbled and ran into the cave, crumbling around, and deep into the cave, ran into a room burning a campfire.

In sight, the woman was holding a 3- or 4-year-old child, humming a lullaby softly as she walked.

"Well," the child heard the shout and couldn't help rubbing his eyes with his little hand and looking at the opening. "Dad, dad back to dad."

The woman hurriedly covered the little boy's head, pressed his little face on her shoulder, and while walking in the house, wandered and continued to hum softly.

When the woman turned, she looked at the man in doubt.

The man opened his mouth and looked at the child who was resting lightly on her shoulder. The man hesitated and whispered, "I'll go hunting, go back quickly."

The woman nodded slightly, then turned around and coaxed the child to sleep again.

The man took a deep look at such a picture, turned around, and started.

It is dark to get out of this house, and the man is familiar with the car, as if he can go out with his eyes closed.

He climbed the winding **** tunnel all the way, and finally, the light appeared in front of him. He got out of the small cave and looked up at the cliff again. Unexpectedly, the smoke and smoke were still slow. Slowly rising.

The man strode through the canyon and stepped on a bumpy stone snow trail. He came to the opposite cliff and jumped lightly, and boarded the raised stone on the cliff.

Judging from the effect of men's rock climbing, he is not only a sensitive star warrior, but he is also well aware of the environment here.

Hundreds of meters of cliffs, but he flattened the ground, and sometimes turned into two sharp blades in his hands, as a mountaineering pick, quickly climbed up.

I don't know how long it took before, one hand was clutching on the edge of the cliff, and then, with that big hand, the man's body rose into the air and landed firmly on the cliff.

Along the direction where the "wolf smoke" floated, the man faintly heard the fierce fighting sound, specifically, the roar of the white ghost.

The man's heart is tight. No matter who this smoke rises, he should be a human being, and there must be no accidents!

For many years, how long did he seek and how long did he wait

The man said nothing, hurried to touch it, but was getting angry when he heard the voice of the white ghost.

If you stay here long enough, you can tell the emotion in the roar of white ghosts.

Although in the ears of others, the roar of the white ghost is simply a roar, but the man understands the meaning of the roar of the white ghost. This guy should have changed from a pure hunting prey to an extreme personal hatred. .

Apparently, the white ghost was annoyed to a certain extent.

The man's pace quickly accelerated, hiding behind a giant tree, leaning in and watching, the next moment, he was stunned

He saw a huge blade that spun at high speed and flew back and forth.

He saw the wrathful white ghost who was furious with his incompetence.

He even saw the dark-colored clothing, so familiar, yet so strange.

Especially on the right sleeve of this dark military uniform, the armband in red on a black background, the word "night" in blood.

The man stood up stupidly, the night watchman! ?

He knows that there are countless vigil brothers, who are stationed day and night in the lower dimension, but separated by heaven and humans as soon as they arrive at the Holy Market.

Are they really vigil brothers?

Are they brothers who stumbled into the Holy Market?

After all, this man's clothes are still very new. The mood of the man is changing rapidly. At first it was excited, excited, and then sad.

Feeling sorry for this night watchman, if nothing unexpected, this night watchman who strayed into the snowfield will spend the rest of his life here. Or on a certain day, besieged and swallowed by white ghost groups.

Men don't even know which one is better.

This snowy field is like a huge prison. After a long stay, it will no longer sting your nerves. Sometimes living is more painful than dying.

Suddenly there was a roar of the white ghost in his ear, but it was so hoarse and exhausted.

The man hurried back to God, but saw that the night watchman's elbow was a little bit, the gold pin appeared, the huge white ghost flew upside down, and the giant blade of the night watchman also spun out. Gold is green, shoot out quickly!

With such rapid rotation, the giant blade penetrated into the head of the white ghost with great precision! ?

What kind of skill is this?

The man's body is trembling slightly, and it is indeed a night watchman, but is it really true that your skill, the strength you have gained through the day and night of blood and sweat, should be abandoned here?

The giant blade pierced the giant white ghost's head and nailed it into the giant wood.

The bait Jiang Xiao didn't step forward, his keen senses had already been discovered, and someone was behind him.

That person should be well-intentioned, at least the other side didn't sneak in, and it didn't seem to be hiding?

Slowly, the bait Jiang Xiao turned around and saw the "geek" standing by the tree.

This is a man in a white ghost fur coat.

At first glance, Jiang Xiao could treat him as a savage, but at the second glance, Jiang Xiao found that the white fur coat was very well made, and it was not a simple suture.

The man is about 1.8 meters tall, with a thin face, but a large skeleton, wide shoulders, a thin stubble on his face, and short hair. It can be seen that it should be regularly trimmed.

Jiang Xiao frowned slightly, looking up and down on the man's clothing. When a person is struggling to survive and live a long time in an isolated place such as a wild mountain or an isolated island, but still maintains a certain image, then there is a high probability that he can infer a fact: he may not be living alone .

The skinny man's eyes were frozen, he saw the face of the vigil brother wearing a bizarre circle mask, and also saw those dark eyes.

In the strange circle mask, a dull voice came: "Name."

The thin man opened his mouth, but did not respond immediately.

Jiang Xiao came to Bai Gui, pulled out his huge blade, turned to look at the thin man, and a dull voice came again: "Name."

This is just a confirmation process. In fact, there is no need for a name at all, Jiang Xiao has seen his face, and it already matches the face on the profile.

However, compared to that time, the man at this time seems so vicissitudes.

The man still didn't speak.

And inside the circle mask, there was a dull voice: "Guardian Legionnaire soldier, Hu Wei, male, Han nationality, born in 1989, disappeared on January 18, 2011, and went out on patrol with his companion. Not returned. "(See Chapter 361 for details)

Hu Wei's body trembled slightly, his heart beating violently, tears flashing in his eyes, and a choke in his voice: "Does anyone remember me?"

If you can, Jiang Xiao wants to say something to him: I'm here to pick you up.

However, Jiang Xiao does not have such ability.

There was a deep sigh in the "hey" circle mask.