Nine Star Burden

“Oh...” Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, but took a sip of smoke and couldn't help coughing twice, “cough. ”

Later, Jiang Xiao saw a plot of land.

A mattress made of thick white ghost fur, the owner of this tree house should have lived here for a long time, with chairs and tables made of wooden stakes, even though he didn't make a bed, he just made a floor.

Is that a stone bowl?

Bait Jiang Xiao's mood is complicated, I don't know whether to be excited or disappointed. At first glance, there are no cabinets in the room. There are no drawers on the wooden pile table. Where is there a hiding place?

Apparently, this place has been uninhabited for a long time.

By what means have you heated?

This house doesn't even have windows or chimneys, and it's dark. How do you warm up in the house?

Bait Jiang Xiaomie walked in and quickly gathered information. Finally, in the back corner of the wooden pile table, traces of already solidified blood were found.

Because of the low temperature here, the blood was preserved, making Jiang Xiao wonder that the clotted blood was a little bit, like human nosebleeds, a little bit fell on the ground, in the corner, and some more clotted blood flowed along the side of the pile table, drawing several traces of already clotted.

Bait Jiang Xiao slipped his waist, his complexity looked “positive” and his mouth muttered softly: "You now, you... hmm? ”

Bait Jiang Xiao's eyes stirred, two steps forward, reaching out and pressing against the wall on the left.

And the mumbling in his mouth changed: “Where are you... now...”

As Jiang Xiao discovered the first different letter “Zheng”, more and more “Zheng” words belonging to the pen of the second person were also reflected in Jiang Xiao's curtains.

Rough and Juan Xiu, the style is too different, Jiang Xiao thought it might be from a man and a woman.

One word "positive” has five, the first three from one person, the second two from another.

So... the composition of the word means he'll be back in three days, right?

In this oceanic “positive” word, these Juanxiu “positive” words and sporadic pen drawings, though scarce, prove enough that this is not a place to live alone!

Bait Jiang Xiao was silent and halfway out of the cabin, his body was once again a raven, his wings flickered, looked left and right, and found a smaller tree.

The crow landed on the snow, hallucinating into a human form, pulling out the steel blade behind it and chopping a knife to the tree.

Knock, knock! Boom!

Click, click, click...

After a moment, the little tree dumped, and then Jiang Xiao chopped it into countless pieces of wood.

Bait Jiang Xiao carried the giant blade behind him, held the wood, stepped on the thick snow accumulation and walked to the cliff dozens of meters away.

He cleared an open space, surrounded the firewood, and hallucinated his hands with a fire red hunting bow and several fiercely burning flame arrows.

Bait Jiang Xiao pulled out several fire arrows and penetrated the enclosed firewood.

He stared silently at the wood beneath him, but in his head, it was the “right" of the house, full of dense numbness.

I'm coming, where are you?

There is no concept of time in the upper snowfield dimension, it is always full of sunset residue, and there will always be only sunlight, but no real sun.

Not knowing how long later, at the foot of the hill opposite, at the bottom of the canyon, a figure slowly climbed out of the underground cave and took a deep breath, but suddenly his eyes widened.

He looked up hundreds of meters away, at the top of the high cliff, and saw a glimmer of smoke floating into the sky.

That's the location of that treehouse!?

The man stared at the scene, halfway back to God. He grabbed his hair and turned back to the cave, his mouth shouting with excitement: "Blue blue! Blue blue!”

The man fell and ran into the cave, seven turns and eight turns, deep in the cave, into a room burning with a bonfire.

In her gaze, the woman walked around with a 3-4 year old child in her arms, whispering a lullaby.

“Hmm...” the child heard the scream, couldn't help but rub his little hand against his eyes and looked into the hole, "Dad, Dad went back to... Dad. ”

The woman hurriedly covered the boy's back brain, pressed his little face against her shoulder and walked in the house, wandering and continued to hum softly.

And when women turn around, they look at men in confusion.

The man opened his mouth and looked at the child sleeping shallow on her shoulder. The man hesitated for a moment and whispered: “I'm going hunting. Go back quickly. ”

The woman nodded softly before turning around and putting the child to sleep again.

The man took a deep look at the image and turned around and took his steps.

Walking out of the house is a dark place, and men know how to get out of the light car as if they could just walk out with their eyes closed.

All the way up the winding slope tunnel, eventually the light appeared in front of him. He drilled out of the tiny cave and looked up at the cliff again. Unsurprisingly, the smoke was still rising slowly.

Walking in the canyon, the man stepped on a high, low and uneven rock snow trail and came under a cliff across the street, leaping lightly and climbing into a rock rising on the cliff.

In terms of the effect of men climbing rocks, he is not only a smart star warrior, but he is more knowledgeable about the environment here.

Hundreds of meters of cliffs, he flattened, while his hands hallucinated with two sharp blades, as a climbing pickaxe, rapidly climbing up.

Not knowing how long later, one hand died and grabbed the edge of the cliff, and then, with the big hand, the man's body swept up and steadily landed on the cliff.

Along the direction of the "wolf smoke” floating, the man heard a fierce fighting noise, specifically the whisper of a white ghost.

Man's heart is tight, whoever this wolf smoker is, he should be human and must not accidentally appear!

How many years has he been searching for and how long he waited...

Without saying a word, the man hurried up and heard the white ghost's voice getting angry.

If you stay here long enough, then you can tell the emotions in the whisper.

Although white ghost roars are pure hisses in other people's ears, men understand what white ghost roars mean, and this guy should have gone from pure hunting to extreme personal hatred.

Obviously, the white ghost has been annoyed to a certain extent.

The man's pace accelerated rapidly, hiding behind a giant tree, and he looked at it slightly. The next moment, he gazed...

He saw a giant blade spinning back and forth at very high speeds.

He saw an incompetent, furious white ghost.

He saw the painted black clothes, so familiar, yet so strange.

Especially... this black coat top on the right sleeve, that black backed red armband, that bloody red word for "night”.

Men stand out silly, Night's Watch!?

He knew that there were countless Night's Watch brothers, who were stationed day and night in the lower dimension, but were separated from the ruins by the sky.

Are you really the Night's Watch brother?

Was it... a brother who had fallen into the ruins?

After all, this man's clothes are new… the man's mood is rapidly changing, starting with excitement, excitement, and then sadness.

Sad for the Night's Watch, if not surprised, the Night's Watch who missed the snowfield will spend the rest of his life here. Or one day, swallowed up by white ghost groups.

Men don't even know which outcome is better.

This snow field, like a giant prison, has been around for a long time, and it doesn't sting your nerves any more. Sometimes living is more painful than dying.

The whisper of a white ghost suddenly came out of his ear again, but he was so exhausted.

The man hurried back to God, but saw the Night's Watch elbow a little bit, the golden green light appeared, the giant white ghost directly flied out, and the giant blade in the Night's Watch's hand also spinned out, the sharp giant blade was also mounted with the golden green light, rapidly ejected!

Under such a rapid rotation, the giant blade actually penetrated the white ghost's head with such precision!?

What kind of technique is this?

A man's body trembles slightly... as if he were a Night's Watch, but is it true that your skill, the strength of blood and sweat in exchange for a hammer, is to be abandoned?

The blade pierced the head of a giant white ghost and nailed it into a giant tree.

Bait Jiang Xiao did not step forward, his acute senses had long discovered that there was someone behind him.

That man was supposed to be good. At least the other party didn't sneak up on him and didn't seem to have any hidden intentions?

Slowly, Bait Jiang turned around and saw the "wildlings” standing beside the tree.

This is a man in a white ghost fur coat.

At first glance, Jiang Xiao could think of him as a wildling, but at second glance, Jiang Xiao found that the pure white fur coat was very well made and not simply sewn up.

Men are about a meter and eight tall, face is thin, but the skeleton is large, shoulders are wide, face is crushed, hair is short, and it can be seen that it should be trimmed regularly.

Jiang Xiao frowned slightly, measuring the men's clothes up and down. When a person struggles to survive and live for a long time in isolated places such as wilderness hills or islands, but still retains a certain image, the probability is that he may not be living alone.

The skinny man's eyes stirred, and he saw the face of the Night's Watch brothers wearing a strange circle mask, as well as those dark eyes.

In the strange circle mask, a dull voice was heard: “Name. ”

The skinny man opened his mouth but did not respond first.

Jiang Xiao came to the white ghost, drew a giant blade, turned to look at the lean man, the dull voice came again: “Name. ”

It's just a confirmation process. In fact, there is no need for a name at all. Jiang Xiao has seen his face and already corresponds to the face in the information.

It's just that, compared to then, men at the time, they seemed so desolate.

Men remain silent.

Inside the circle mask, a dull voice was heard: “Guardian Corps soldiers, Howie, male, Han, born in 1989, disappeared on January 18, 2011, accompanied by his companion, Azure Blue, on patrol, have not returned yet.” (See Chapter 361 for details)

Howie's body trembled slightly, his heart beating violently, and in his orbit, hidden tears flashed and his voice swallowed with a hint: “Anyone else... remember me? ”

If so, how much Jiang Xiao would like to say to him: I'm here to pick you up.

However, Jiang Xiao did not have the ability to do so.

“Hey...” A deep sigh came from the ring mask.