The villain has been playing badly for ten years

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, he could still feel the thick snow under his feet, some deep and some shallow. However, the ground beneath the snow was not Gobi sand or rocks. Instead, the soil was dark red under the faint light of the fading stars.

I picked up some mud and rubbed it between my fingertips. It was still warm and moist. This kind of soil could only be red soil formed over a long period of time.

This place is far away from the place where the explosion just happened. Even if the power of the Dragon Bone Seal exploded, it would not turn the entire Gobi Desert in Mobei into an ice field.

Even changed the landscape?

Hanamibai was originally in his sleeve, but now he climbed onto his shoulder.

"Whoosh..."

It has a small-scale dragon body on its head, and it shakes its head as if it wants to say something, but it accidentally sprays out a light mist, which looks funny like it is sneezing.

"what happened?"

Hearing Ning Xiusu's question, Hua Jianbai's dragon eyes flickered a few times, and he stretched his small and delicate dragon head in one direction.

This is a sign to go over there and take a look...

But after walking around, Ning Xiusu felt a little tired.

The mind technique he used could detect a certain range, so he simply gathered the butterfly shadows and waved them in that direction.

In this deserted place, there is only a stone tablet standing in the forest. The words on it, which were covered with ice and snow, have almost weathered away, and only a single word "earth" can be vaguely recognized.

What's so rustic?

Ning Xiusu walked over and took a look. There was a horizontal line next to the word "earth", and other than that, he couldn't make out what was written on it.

"Isn't this place Mobei..."

"Purr."

Hanamibai also noticed this and made a slight noise on its shoulder as a response.

Ning Xiusu used the technique of searching for breath and traces to explore this place. This technique of searching for breath was different from seeing things with the mind. It was to search for the breath and traces of living beings.

But there was no sign of any human presence here, nor any trace of normal living creatures moving around.

It looked like a forest, but it was lifeless, with only the dark shadows of rime outlined on the snow.

It is difficult to find your direction when you are in it.

He couldn't figure it out: "We... must be trapped."

"Ow..."

Hua Jianbai opened his mouth and hummed softly, and was also confused with the jade-like dragon horns on his head.

But, it shouldn't be...

Hanamibai couldn't speak, but just half-closed his eyes, looking both depressed and tired.

The faint starlight hangs high in the sky, and the sparse hoarfrost reveals its light.

Ning Xiusu raised his head slightly. According to Lingdie's observation, he could see that the arrangement of the stars in the sky was very disordered, which reminded him of the star instruments in the Wufang Wonderland.

"Hana Mitsuha... Don't you think this space is like a wonderland?"

He said something to the little guy lying on his shoulder, and seemed to be talking to himself.

Hua Jianbai slightly raised his neck, nodded, and then put his head down again, looking tired and sleepy.

He had no choice but to stop worrying about it and decided to find the way out during the day.

Ning Xiu walked to a dry rock and calmed down. At this time, the small, jade-like, aquamarine dragon pretended to climb up his arm.

Hua Jianbai didn't know what happened. Maybe he felt a little cold after turning into a small object, so he actually crawled into his sleeves again, then curled up into a ball in the sleeves.

Ning Xiusu saw that it seemed to treat the sleeve bag as a big quilt, and it even opened its mouth and yawned slightly.

Are you sleepy?

He was a little cautious and didn't want to disturb her.

I simply sat down on the dry rock to rest, but when I completely relaxed, the pain in the wound became more intense, like countless red-hot iron knives cutting me.

Ning Xiusu showed a trace of pain, and couldn't help but grin, but it was quickly suppressed.

There are no herbs here, so the wound won’t get infected.

He had no choice but to sit cross-legged, thinking of using Taixuan Jin to regulate it, at least to prevent it from getting worse...

It was roughly dawn, and under the gentle sunlight, the silence of the night was gently broken by the first ray of morning light.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the snow, creating a silver glow.

The mist swirled and intertwined with snowflakes, and the poplar forest turned into hoarfrost, all covered with a thin layer of white frost, and the crystal icicles remained on the branches.

Hua Jianbai emerged from his wide sleeves and discovered that Ning Xiusu was still resting with his eyes closed.

"嚓～"

Suddenly, there was an extremely subtle movement, almost inaudible like the sound of the wind.

Something seemed to move slightly in the snow. Now that Hua Jian had been defeated and transformed into a dragon, he was no longer an ordinary person, so his five senses were very sensitive.

It realized that the thing was not something else. Not only was it eerie, it also had the smell of a rotting corpse.

It was clearly the guy with the yellow talisman on him, Wen Yan!

Without thinking, he jumped down like an arrow from a bow and dived into the snow and mud, as if he was going to chase that thing.

Ning Xiusu noticed the movement and his sleepiness was immediately awakened. In the darkness, he glanced towards the source of the movement.

Until the butterfly shadows gathered faintly, disappeared into the air and became invisible, and a thick ink melted before my eyes.

He then discovered that Hanamibai was scurrying around in the snow, with the tip of his nose twitching, as if he was sniffing something...

Ning Xiusu didn't know why he suddenly exploded, so he asked, "Hua Jianbai, what are you looking for?"

"Whoosh-"

It seemed to respond.

Hua Jian was seen lying in the snow like a cricket cocoon for a while, until a trace of ghostly aura appeared again. In the distance, the corpse with the yellow talisman on it turned around and drilled into the snow at an incredible speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Hua Jianbai was like a little snake, with a pair of snow-jade dragon eyes. He rushed forward immediately, but he bit nothing when he opened his mouth.

It suddenly raised its head angrily, and mist came out of its nose.

"Ow!"

Immediately afterwards, as the scales flickered, golden waves flowed on Hua Jianbai's forehead, and in an instant it turned into a huge monster.

A dragon's tail swung like a long gray whip, bringing up gusts of wind, and together with the strange thing, it flew into a dense rime forest.

In this situation, I definitely can't catch up with my legs...

"..."

Seeing this, Ning Xiusu had to quickly get up and catch up, riding the wind and flying towards the depths of the rime forest.

The wind blew, making people shiver.

In this snowy weather, Hua Jianbai flew away, sometimes flying high into the clouds, sometimes flying low over the snow, leaving a faint trail.

Ning Xiusu followed closely behind, soaring on the tops of the trees, his feet like a startled wild goose in the dust.

Soon we arrived deep in the rime forest. The branches of the trees were weighed down by the snow. In the silence, the only sounds were the wind and the occasional subtle sound of snow sliding off the branches.

But when Lingdie looked around, she found something moving rapidly in the forest. It looked like a piece of corpse. It was clearly half of Wen Yan's exploded head!

Among them, there was a bloody eyeball the size of a fist, pressing against the forehead.

It was covered with several layers of yellow talisman paper, covering up the bloody and mangled areas, but it still looked very strange.

He understood in an instant that the Wuqi sect members who were good at controlling corpses used yellow talismans to protect his life gate from destruction, and found a cemetery to keep the corpse, so he could still survive.

Wen Yan is not dead, and I wonder if the weirdness here has anything to do with him?

At this time, Wen Yan was like a strange toy. He turned a corner in the snowy woods and tried to crawl under a stone tablet.

Ning Xiusu followed in pursuit, raised his hand, and a ray of dark fire struck that place, and the stone tablet immediately shattered into pieces.

It screamed in pain, made a "squeak" sound, and like playing whack-a-mole, it instantly burrowed into the snow and mud and appeared on the forest path on the other side.

Hua Jianbai was just waiting in front of him. Seeing this, he took off into the air. The majesty of his head, reflected by the sunlight, looked like the Milky Way pouring down on him.

Then, the dragon's roar turned into a sharp and high-pitched howl, and its eyes were fixed on the strange thing that Wen Yan had transformed into.

But it rolled around and headed towards a small rock, then went into a crevice between the rocks.

Hua Jianbai pursued it relentlessly, and suddenly shrank his body, then drilled into the narrow gap, but his silver scales still scratched the boulder.

"Bang!"

The stone was cracked and there were several loud noises.

Suddenly, the sound of falling snow pierced the silence, and the rustling of thick snow and breaking of branches broke the silence in the forest.

Ning Xiusu was a little far away. He heard some noise not far away and didn't know what was going on. He wanted to go over quickly, but unexpectedly, something suddenly appeared in front of him.

Its shape is strange and layered, like clouds and mist.

The rime forest is almost entirely covered in white, so from a distance it appears transparent, as if nothing is hanging in the air. If it weren't covered with crystal ice beads, which sparkle with colorful colors in the sunlight, it would be impossible to see.

What's this?

He was startled and subconsciously dodged and moved quickly, his body suddenly turning sharply in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Only when I got closer could I see it clearly.

On every snow-covered branch of the white tree, there were glittering, tangled threads, resembling spiderwebs, extremely soft yet incredibly sharp.

It’s a spider web. Is there a spider that big?

Ning Xiusu was still in shock and did not sense the presence of the monster.

He was about to leave, but the movement he made to avoid it was too violent, and suddenly the wound on his waist and abdomen twitched again.

Ning Xiusu's lips also turned a little paler. While he was riding the wind in mid-air, his body suddenly stopped without any warning.