My luck can go against the sky

In Zhenhanzhai, the temperature dropped little by little.

The biting cold mist stuck to Han Zirong, and the cold wind blew on him from time to time, making him shiver involuntarily.

"wrong!"

Han Zirong frowned.

I am now in the primordial infant stage, and this coldness should have no effect on me.

This cold fog is definitely related to the abnormality of Zhenhanzhai!

But what is the source?

What kind of monster is it that has been circling and flying in the sky?

"System, is there no task?"

Han Zirong said silently in his heart.

Ding!No tasks yet.

As the eyebrows became more and more bitingly cold, Han Zirong stood there watching the surroundings. The heavy cold fog made Han Zirong unable to distinguish the direction of the hair.

In the past, it was used to explore the road and observe the terrain, which can bring great convenience to oneself. At this time, besides allowing one to see the distance of no more than 50 meters in front, then thinking about going forward, the divine consciousness is sore.

Fifty meters away, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, and it was not clear what was inside.

Within the fifty meters that the divine sense can see clearly, even the place that can be seen clearly is very different from the terrain in memory.

Tie Zhongyun trembled and looked around a little dumbfounded, and said tremblingly, "Did you fly to the wrong place?"

"I remember when we entered this stockade before, wasn't there a stone monument at the intersection?"

Han Zirong shook his head and said, "Yes, it's not that we flew to the wrong place, but the terrain here has changed."

"In addition, this cold fog is also weird. My spiritual sense can't penetrate, and I can't see the surroundings."

Tie Zhongyun's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly hugged the little boy in his arms. Although he was also very dangerous to him, it was much better than the weirdness in this stockade.

At least, he is more familiar with Xiaoguai.

"Then what to do? We can't just stand and wait, right?"

Tie Zhongyun looked around and said.

Han Zirong really doesn't care much if he comes up face to face and just confronts him, but the situation in front of him really gives him a headache, and there are no clues or traces of starting.

The only clue has to go back to the ancestral hall and ask the people in the stockade, but isn't that just putting the lives of the four of them in the hands of others.

With a flash of inspiration, a smile suddenly appeared on Han Zirong's face: "Yes."

"I can't find an exit, won't you give yourself an exit?"

Han Zirong stepped a little and climbed up rapidly.

Pulling out the Wannian Peach Wood Sword at his waist, the spiritual energy flows in slightly, stimulating the talisman in the sword body.

The aura of the five Fulus flashed, and a mysterious spiritual pattern suddenly appeared on the peach wood sword.

If Han Zirong recognized these spirit patterns at this time, he would know that the patterns on this were exactly those on the five talisman that Zhang Chongzhi had penetrated into the mahogany sword.

Although Han Zirong didn't know these talismans, he knew the function of each of them, which in turn stimulated the golden talismans, broke the magic talismans, and then cut to the transparent barrier.

Unexpected impact, the Peach Wood Sword penetrated the barrier like water. Han Zirong felt a little strange. He stretched his hand and touched it. The barrier did exist, but the Peach Wood Sword could easily enter and exit.

With a stroke, a stone on the ground flew into Han Zirong's hand.

Throwing the stone towards the barrier, the stone easily crossed the barrier without any hindrance.

Han Zirong's originally calm heart suddenly hung up.

With a calm face, he fell slowly.

As soon as Han Zirong landed, Tie Zhongyun asked quickly, "How about? Is there a way to get out?"

Han Zirong shook his head and said, "I can't get out. This cold mist is estimated to cover fifty miles in a radius. It is in the air and on the ground. It is not clear at all. Especially the Zhenhanzhai area is like being covered by something. Invisible wall."

"Things can go out, but people can't."

Tie Zhongyun's face suddenly turned pale, and he said bitterly, "I didn't expect to enter the wolf's den again when he came out of the tiger's mouth."

"It seems that I can only use stupid methods, a little bit of search, and I don't believe I can't find the way out.

Han Zirong did not refuse, nodded and said, "Alright, you look for an exit. I will go back to the ancestral hall to see what is wrong with this stockade."

"Next, you take the boy, if you encounter something wrong, run to the ancestral hall immediately, do you understand."

After that, Han Zirong looked at Xiaoguai again and whispered, "Little girl, you must protect Uncle Tie Zhongyun and not let him die."

The little boy nodded obediently and said: "Okay, but I don't want Uncle Baba to hug me, I have to go by myself, he smells bad."

After all, breaking free Tie Zhongyun held his hand, jumped and landed on the ground, holding his head triumphantly, looking at Tie Zhongyun very cocky.

Tie Zhongyun gave a wry smile, and was a little dazed when he smelled it on his body: "I don't smell bad."

Xiao Guai beckoned to Tie Zhongyun and stuck out his tongue: "Go, Uncle Baba."

Han Zirong held back a smile and looked at Tie Zhongyun as if he didn't hear anything.

Tie Zhongyun gave a wry smile, raised his head and sighed: "It seems that my fame as the Iron God of War I will be destroyed in the hands of a kid."

After all, seeing Xiaoguai gradually walking away, his expression tightened, he wrapped his clothes around, and quickly followed.

One year and one year, he gradually walked into the cold mist until he could no longer see the two of them. Then Han Zirong retracted his gaze and looked at Jianxin who had been unusually calm beside him.

"Let's go back again, Jianxin."

Jianxin nodded stupidly and said: "Alright, I just heard that an old man in this stockade has died. I want to be a mage for the old man so that he can be reborn as soon as possible."

Unlike when they came, the two of them walked step by step this time, and Han Zirong was observing the changes in the town of Hanzhai, Jianxin muttered the rebirth curse silently in a low voice.

One big and one small, do not disturb each other, just like friends.

At the top of the densest cold fog, Luo Liangping looked at the four separated, with a smile on his face.

"Since we're separated, don't meet again."

"Which side should be solved first?" Luo Liangping tilted his head, his face dripping with frost, melting into the cold mist.

"Yes, let's solve the drought first. The murderous creatures that have been rare in thousands of years are now also raised in captivity. The outside world must be very interesting now. When I can go out, I must have good insights."

"As for the little Yuanying, put it at the end. I hope this little guy who just entered Yuanying is not too weak, otherwise it will be too boring."

Luo Liangping smiled and looked at Han Zirong, who was gradually walking towards the ancestral hall. While his figure was shaking, the speed of frost falling on his body suddenly accelerated, and the temperature of Zhenhanzhai also dropped by a few minutes.

Luo Liangpin looked sideways at Tie Zhongyun who was walking along the barrier. The two little guys flashed and disappeared into the air.

On the road, Tie Zhongyun kept panting heavily, and since just now, he has become more and more cold.

Between breathing, the mouth kept exhaling hot air.

"Is it cold?"

"If it's cold, go to sleep, and just wake up." The warm and mellow voice rang in Tie Zhongyun's ears.

Tie Zhongyun's advancing figure suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

Seeing Xiaoguai was still walking forward on his own, he quickly said: "Xiaoguai, stop."

"Something is coming."

Xiaoguai turned his head and looked at Tie Zhongyun, wondering.

"Uncle, are you talking about the person behind you?"