Void Transformation

Above an unknown peak of one hundred meters high, goose feathers and heavy snow continued to fly down, accompanied by gusts of gusts in the air, as if wrestling with Feixue, and it was about to tell the winner. At the foot of the peak, a small road spreads to the top, but today's snow is too big, so big that it has already buried the traces of the road, and it is full of ice and snow at a glance.

And here is the wind and snow, the sky has long been difficult to distinguish the sun and the moon, and the sky is even more black and white. The entire mountain seems to be covered with a mysterious veil, and under this mysterious ray may be weird or dangerous, but It may also be something unknown.

"Nephew.. Nephew.." A faint voice sounded from the top of the peak where the sound should not have appeared. The sound was a little hazy, like a dream and illusion, and just when the voice fell off, The constant blizzard around seemed to change at this moment.

The wind seemed to be provoked, and Xue thought that she was underestimated, as if above the peak of the wind and snow of hundreds of meters, the breath of people at this moment was an insult to the wind and snow. As a result, the wind became stronger, and the snow became wilder. With a muffled noise, a heavy snow fell with the wind, like an avalanche, unstoppable.

"boom..."

The accident is settled, and the eyes are full of chaos, and there is no sound of people on the mountain. Fengxue seems to be very proud of this scene, and resumes the previous track, but it seems that he does not find the peak and the cliff. I don’t know when there will be more. A sculpture.

This sculpture is about nine feet high and looks like a human figure. As the wind continued to blow, the snow on the sculpture gradually dispersed, until a touch of black that was completely different from the white snow slowly emerged.

"Master Kong Nephew..." At this moment, the faint voice before that sounded again, and before the voice was uploaded from the peak, there was a powerful shout, with infinite vitality in the voice, like Angry and majestic, completely different from the previous faint.

"Empty city plan...Empty city plan!!" As a shout came out, the humanoid sculpture suddenly made an ear-splitting roar, and with this roar, the snow on the sculpture was all lifted up at this moment. Below one after another, a black figure was revealed, standing alone on the cliff.

"Huh...?" The black figure said suspiciously. The cold made his spirit suddenly sober, but when he looked around to see where he was, there was a hint of doubt in his heart, which gave birth to an unreliable one. Thoughts:

"I'm dreaming..."

The black figure is wearing a black robe, which is strange to say. Since the black robe man awakened, when the blizzard above the sky fell, he deliberately avoided the past as if he had long eyes, so that it took a few breaths. , There is still no blizzard on his black robe.

This black-robed man was the Xiaofeng who woke up, but at this moment he couldn't find any reasonable explanation other than that he was dreaming. Because he vaguely remembered that he was brought back to Huangshacheng by Kuangchengji, and met a handsome woman disguised as a man, but Kuangchengji didn't notice it.

My last memory was on a building. The woman knelt on one knee and half-kneeled on the ground, while Kujoki slowly approached with a kitchen knife. This is why Xiaofeng would call Kujoki's name when he woke up.

Huangsha City is located in the south, and I am afraid that there will be no wind and snow all year round. At this time, even if the empty city is deliberate, he cannot carry himself on the barren mountain in a short period of time. I must have no more than dreaming. There is no reasonable explanation.

"Nightmare..." Xiaofeng took a deep breath and sighed softly, but he was still helpless because he didn't know how to wake up from his dream. And if this is really not a dream, if you don't want to experience the process of freezing to death, you need to leave quickly and find an opportunity to leave.

After a few more breaths, Xiaofeng finally forced himself to adapt to the surrounding environment. Although the place was very cold, Xiaofeng did not feel that this coldness could threaten his life. At this moment, his five senses were exhausted. recover.

But at The next moment, he smelled a fishy smell, it was the smell of blood, and it was something that shouldn’t be here, just as Xiaofeng didn’t know that it was repelled by the wind blade technique. Why is the tiger so bloody?

When Xiaofeng's mind moved, he tried to release the consciousness detection, but he just closed his eyes, and realized that he could not call the consciousness, but it only paused for a moment, Xiaofeng once again attributed the cause to dreaming, and based on this. Come to comfort yourself and make yourself determined to go on in this desperate situation.

"Huh..?" There was another suspicion, and Xiaofeng was not aimless this time, but because he clearly saw a pool of red blood not far in front of him. The scope of this bloodstain is not large, it seems And the injured thing did not die, and looking at the color of this blood stain, it seems that it has just been left behind.

At this moment, Xiaofeng didn't even think about it, so he followed the direction of the bloodstain, because although he deceived himself by dreaming, he did not rule out the possibility that he was not dreaming from the bottom of his heart. Then all events that can be triggered, good or bad, may be an opportunity to break the game, and he must not let it go.

Xiaofeng is a road idiot, but fortunately, he observes carefully, and this blood stain also appears every dozens of steps, following the general direction of two points and one line, and looking around, he finally found the right path. , This is a way down the mountain.

Maybe it’s because there is only one person here, maybe it’s because the sky is too dark, which gives people a sense of chill. Xiaofeng no longer thinks in his heart all the way, but often talks to himself, telling the thoughts in his heart, just like the place is divided. There is one other person besides him.

"This is... Is there anyone here?"

Just as he sounded, at the end of his sight, a snow wolf was lying on the ground, and there was a dagger stuck in the snow wolf. What is puzzling is that there is no blood here. Even in the snow wolf's wound, there was no trace of coagulated blood remaining.

When Xiaofeng saw the weapon, he immediately judged that there were people here, but after seeing the situation on the ground, he had a thought in his heart: "Could it be that this blood stain is not of a beast, but of a human?!"

However, the blood stains stopped here, and no blood stains were found everywhere, which made Xiaofeng have to think about the possibility of surviving this life. At this moment, he thought of a way.

Just a few steps forward, Xiaofeng wanted to pierce the snow wolf's body from the direction of the cut from the dagger and the position on the ground, so as to infer where the possible person was going, but when he heard a flute sound coming from afar , The sound is extremely small, but Xiaofeng's hearing is different from ordinary people, so he can hear a little.

"Sure enough, someone!" Xiaofeng immediately got up, drew out the dagger from the snow wolf and held it in his hand, and then walked in the direction where the sound came from. But he didn't realize that when he turned his back, the snow wolf on the ground suddenly turned into a white light and quietly disappeared.

Xiaofeng was very open all the way, except for the heavy snow everywhere, no plants existed, but in this direction he was walking, a bush appeared in front of his eyes.

Xiaofeng doesn’t have a good impression of bushes. People often remember the beginning and the end of the journey. So he still remembers how he stepped into the ghost gate from a bush when he first entered the game. How to be smashed into the cliff by a person.

As Xiaofeng approached the bushes, the location of the sound of the flute seemed very clear at this moment, and the original very small sound was clearly heard at this moment, but the tune seemed a bit strange, it seemed that it was not the flute sound, but the sound .

In the melodious, there is a bit of loneliness, this should not be what the flute can play, but there is a height that the flute can't reach in the middle, which is really puzzling. With this tune, Xiaofeng finally passed through the bushes, but the moment he walked out of the bushes, he saw a surprising scene.

It is a cliff, and there is no bottom under the cliff. If someone falls off, unless the person has some legendary halo of the protagonist, he will definitely be unable to escape. In front of the cliff, there was a long sword inserted upside down in the snow, with a white pattern carved on it, which seemed to be a kind of flower, but Xiao Feng didn't recognize it.

Behind that sword, a Daoist shadow remains independent of the world, and in front of that sword, there are dozens of snow wolves, as if this sword is a natural barrier that the pack of wolves cannot pass, but that Daoist shadow is also Can't give birth.

What is puzzling is that at this time dozens of snow wolves besieged one person, and the snow wolves should have won the victory. But at this moment, the wolves are not fighting each other with their teeth, but the wolves are crawling on the ground. In a row, the eyes of the wolf are blurred, and they don't know what they think.

The Daoist shadow was slightly thin, dressed in Tsing Yi, with long hair fluttering like Fairy. He clasped the flute with both hands and played it gently, but there was a shocking wound on his shoulder. Blood stains kept falling from the wound, but the man in Tsing Yi didn't care about the injury on his shoulder. Instead, he looked calm and fascinated. Playing.

Xiaofeng was shocked when he saw this, because he clearly saw the appearance of this man in Tsing Yi, this was a woman, and the face of this woman, Xiaofeng was sure where he had seen it, this was by no means an excitement. , But a memory that has been lost.

"Let's go... let's go..." At this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi suddenly put down the flute in her hand, and then slowly spoke, but the words and sentences were clear to Xiaofeng's ears. This voice kept echoing in Xiaofeng's ears, but it made him lose consciousness for a while, forgetting to use the surrounding wind to use the wind magic to relieve the siege.

But at this moment, Xiaofeng’s eyes suddenly flashed a dazzling fire, and then a heat wave that was completely different from the surrounding cold rushed towards him. This sudden change made him really startled. When he opened his eyes again at The next moment, he found that everything in front of him was long gone.

Instead, there was a wooden bed, a wooden chair, a wooden window and a strange face. The heavy rain outside the window continued, and the sound of rain continued to hear, like the sound of wind and snow before. For a while, Xiaofeng didn't know which of his dreams was and which was true, but at this moment, a female voice sounded again, and it was the person in front of him who said:

"Hello, I’m Xiaoxiao, I’m seeing you for the first time, so please give me some advice."

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