Otherworldly Merchant

There's also snow and wind in the valley, but I don't know why it's so cold out there.

A piece of snow like goose fur fell all over the floor, covering all traces long ago, but Han Lao Six had already released the probe crane, so he must have noticed something.

We snuck over to the left side of the woods!

Although the ground is covered with heavy snow, many snow chips remain on the branches, as you can see at a glance, many people have just passed through here.

We had just taken a hundred and ten steps, and Han Lao Liu suddenly stopped, indicating that I should not make a sound.

We bent over and gently opened the branches covered with snow and looked forward from afar.

But after seeing the big tree not far ahead, two legs were revealed.

The owner of those feet was wearing a lightweight snow suit, high snow boots, just like those bodies in the tunnel.

The only difference is that the legs are moving, but it's very unnatural --

It shrugged like lying on a big rock and twitching.

At the same time, there was a very strange clicking behind the tree, which sounded like… something was eating the bone.

I patted Han Lao Liu's shoulder, reaching out to the other side of the tree, where there was constant snow fog, something seemed to be twisting.

Han Lao six-party, made a closing gesture, I nodded and squeezed the ghost slayer double knife in my hand. He bent over and copied from the other side, and Han Lao Liu grabbed the ancient sword and blocked it from the other side.

Pfft!

As we approached, the snow around the trees blew up and the sky fogged up.

In the fog, blurred out a dark shadow and swept towards me!

I hurried over and hid away.

A shock! The shadow was drawn on the tree trunk next to it, and the tree shook violently, and a large amount of snow fell from the sky and fell under its head.

I couldn't help but look forward, but I saw the shadow in the snow, and I wandered out!

It wasn't until then that I saw it clearly. It was a serpent!

The snake has a thick bucket full of snow and only a black stripe on its back.

He had a corpse in his mouth, only two legs left, seemed disturbed by me, trying to turn around and escape.

No wonder those two legs are so weird, it turns out the snake is eating them!

I haven't chased him yet. Han Lao Six jumped out of the front and took his sword off.

A white light flashed past and the serpent was immediately cut into two pieces.

He was so fast, I couldn't even see how he was doing it, the sword was back in its sheath.

The serpent broke into two pieces and rolled over the ground for a few moments before it could move. The bright red blood drained out. It stained a lot of snow, and the smell of the smell poured out its nose. It was disgusting.

I walked over and looked. At the break of the two snake corpses, the red light was shining, and the ancient symbol of the road appeared hidden. It seems that this sword of Han Lao Six is no worse than that of a T-shirt man.

“This is a larvae of Arctic python.” Han Lao Six swept a snake's corpse: “When he grew up, he could eat walrus, polar bears, even tiger sharks could fight, but how could he show up here? ”

“It doesn't seem to want to attack us at all, it's just trying to escape. It's so dangerous in the valley, we don't know anything about it. What if it causes other problems?” His hand was very lucrative, but it made me very confused.

“Just because we don't know anything about this place.” Han Lao Liu glanced at me: “We need to make more noise so as to lure the guys out here and see what they are all about. ”

“Hide! Somebody's coming!” All of a sudden, he looked tight, grabbed my arm with one hand, and jumped all the way up, and he actually jumped four or five meters, landing steadily and steadily on a big tree, without even shaking a drop of snow.

“Boog, Boog!” Suddenly from afar, there were a few barks of ravine birds.

Immediately thereafter, a few more nightmares were heard across the street.

Psst!

At the same time, apart from the tunnel direction when we arrived, the other three sides sounded together in a hurried footsteps. The sound came very quickly, and in just a few dozen seconds, six or seven shadows approached.

We could see clearly in the trees, all of them in white snowsuits, with their heads covered tightly and their hands in white and yellow camouflage assault rifles.

Their movements were very professional, with a very thorough angle of cover for each other, quite tacit and virtually no dead ends. They should all look like very tough professional servicemen.

They stopped near the snake body, the five men remained on alert, looking around with great agility, one of them approaching, looking at the dead snake, and his companion in the mouth, and then pressed the communicator on his ear to say something.

But he just said half of it, his head pounded off, his body still shaking, and he turned over.

The five people around them suddenly panicked, but no one shouted, but quickly each searched for a hiding spot and stared closely around.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

A white light glistened and flew around the neck of five people almost blinking.

Five people died instantly!

This group of so trained soldiers, dying without realizing where their enemies were, did not even have a chance to pull the trigger.

I looked at Han Lao Six with great suspicion, but he was also on guard looking out, obviously he didn't do it!

“Humph, I dare to come to the Devil's Valley for a few moments, I really don't know.” The voice had just fallen and two people had come from afar.

A dry, skinny little old man, wearing a worn grey coat, a pair of half-length goat beards, sunglasses, long hair, is no different than Mr. Mixed Street Gossip.

“There aren't many white spirits left. According to me, it's long overdue to risk a spoon of them. Why are you torturing them so hard?” Behind him is a great monk.

The cold weather in the valley forced the monk to wear a short sleeve shirt, open arms, revealing a big belly full of black hair, a big slap 'slaughter’ embroidered on the glowing head, backlined with snow, sparkling.

The two walked in one after the other and looked at the corpse with disdain.

Big monk leaves his mouth open: “Old Dong is really careful. Isn't it just a few white ghost soldiers with firecrackers? Either one of us is a piece of cake, or we need a pair? ”

“Naturally, they don't have to worry, but our real opponents are almost there, so be careful.” The guy who looks like Mr. Gossip wore a goatee.

“What real opponent? Are you referring to the little boy named Zhang? Can't you see? I'm afraid I'm lazy enough to destroy him on my own, so why bother?” The monk replied.