C17 The Misfortune of Snow Village

Not good, where's Wencong? Why didn't he hold this damned snake? He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He was now at the edge of the cliff, if that giant snake attacked again, it would be enough to make him die. But now, there was no way out.

"Let's go all out!" Lan Wenxuan roared angrily and desperately threw himself at the giant snake like a cold grass. The giant snake let out a long roar and opened its bloody mouth. Its body shot towards Lan Wenxuan at high speed. There was still a faint fishy smell in the air.

The giant snake's speed was extremely fast. Lan Wenxuan had just arrived at the edge of the Ten Thousand Year Frozen Ice. The giant snake had already intercepted him, and its cumbersome body smashed towards Lan Wenxuan. If it was swept by the snake, it would be enough to turn Lan Wenxuan into a meat patty. Lan Wenxuan managed to dodge the attack of the giant snake. The giant snake hit the ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, and with a bang, a dull sound was heard. The ice was still intact.

Although Lan Wenxuan had not been hit, the distance between them was too close. He was shaken to the point that his blood was surging. He did not dare to stay any longer. Taking advantage of the fact that the giant snake failed to hit him, he rushed towards the Frigid Cold Grass with all his might in the blink of an eye. The distance of two steps was only two steps. Feeling so long, Lan Wenxuan's consciousness passed through the ring in his hand. The Ten Thousand Year Freezing Ice swept over. His body seemed to be pulled by a huge invisible force, and the Ten Thousand Year Freezing Ice under his feet trembled violently. The Ten Thousand Year Frozen Ice slowly shrank back into the ring. The entire snowy peak trembled like an earthquake, and countless huge ice stalagmites broke from within. Ice chunks flew everywhere, and terrifying gusts of wind swept past Lan Wenxuan like blades of ice. In order not to be swept up by the wind, he could only tightly grab the ring that swallowed the Ten Thousand Year Freezing Ice bit by bit. His entire body had already been torn into a bloody mess by the fierce wind, along with ice fragments.

Suddenly, he felt his body lighten. The Ten Thousand Year Frozen Ice and Frozen Grass were all stored in the ring. Suddenly, his body lost its weight, and he involuntarily flew into the sky! He looked at the ring and saw that it was still there! At this moment, Lan Wenxuan felt that the ring was much cuter. He forgot the pain on his body and forgot that he was in midair. His eyes were shining.

"Ah. " Lan Wenxuan suddenly cried out in surprise. He found that his body was already outside of the snow cliff. This snow cliff was bottomless. How could he survive falling from such a high height? Wasn't the heavens playing tricks on him? Lan Wenxuan raised his head and looked. He was delighted to see Lan Wencong falling down with the giant snake in his arms. The giant snake struggled to sway its body, but Lan Wencong seemed to have taken aphrodisiac. The giant snake cried out excitedly. The size of the giant snake was huge. The falling speed was much faster than Lan Wenxuan's. Lan Wenxuan struggled and shouted at Lan Wencong, "Come back!" The falling formed a strong airflow. It was very difficult for people to speak, so they hurriedly used their divine sense to contact each other. The moment the giant snake landed next to Lan Wenxuan, Lan Wencong returned to his body. When he looked at the giant snake, it had already disappeared from the Cloud Cliff, and was getting closer and closer to the ground. Lan Wenxuan used Lan Wencong's life force to try his best to merge his body with nature. Borrowing the power of nature, his falling speed slowed down a lot, and he gently landed on the ground. After careful observation, the giant snake was nowhere to be seen. After careful searching, the snake had already returned to its original form and stopped breathing. He put the white into another ring. He knew that. . . This Devil Beast, which possessed supreme magical power, was full of treasures.

Three years later. . .

Lan Wenxuan stood at the entrance of the Hundred Herb Valley and looked at the valley that he had lived in for four years. He had come back from the Frigid Cold Grass he had found a year ago, and had concocted many pills. He had finally concocted a Body Refining Pill, and after a year of secluded cultivation, he had already cleansed his marrow. He had escaped the pain of having seven terminated meridians. In the following two years, he had already cultivated the Zi Mansion Heavenly Book to the Core Formation stage, and the Blue Moon Sword Technique to the level of a 3-star blademaster. Half a year ago, Lan Wuhong had come back to see Lan Wenxuan once. Lan Wenxuan was in secluded cultivation at that time. Lan Wuhong left a recommendation letter for him. Half a year later. He went to the Royal Academy in the imperial capital of Liwu to learn.

It had been less than a month since Lan Wenxuan signed up for the next batch. Today, Lan Wenxuan was preparing to leave the Hundred Herb Valley, which he had lived in for a few years.

After looking around for a while, he withdrew his reluctant gaze and turned around, flying out of the valley.

When Lan Wenxuan approached the small village of the snow mountain, his heart was filled with joy. It had been more than four years since he left. If it was a twelve-year-old child, he would be a ten-year-old child. From afar, it looked like this place had not changed for ten thousand years. The buildings were still the dozens of thatched huts, just like the scene of his childhood. There were no signs of destruction.

"Hi. . . "

Lan Wenxuan stood on a snowy hill not far from the village and looked at everything familiar in front of him. He let out an excited roar. After the long roar, he did not stop. After a short while, he had already entered the village. Suddenly, he tripped and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn it. " Lan Wenxuan raised his leg and kicked. "Bang! Ah! It turned out that there was a headless Lightning Leopard in the snow. It had been dead for a long time, and it had been frozen quite hard. Moreover, this Lightning Leopard gave him a very familiar feeling. After careful observation, he found that this headless Lightning Leopard belonged to Uncle Shao's house.

His joyful mood was immediately replaced by a bad premonition. He did not have the time to think about it and directly ran towards Uncle Shao's house.

"Uncle Shao, aunt. " Lan Wenxuan pushed open the small door of the fence. There was nothing in the yard. He did not stop at all and went straight into the hall. The hall was still the same as before. The only difference was that it had become deserted, as if no one had lived in it for many years. Lan Wenxuan's heart tightened. Without realizing it, he rushed to the center of the village. He used his full zhenqi to call his son's playmate. "Xiaopang, Er Zhuzi, grassroots, big bull. . . Lan Wenxuan's trembling voice spread throughout the entire village. His voice echoed in the empty Snow Village. He called out to one side, and then. . . He searched every house, and only found a few black bloodstains at the winery. There was no trace of anything else. The Snow Village had quietly become a dead village.

Lan Wenxuan's eyes were red. His expression suddenly froze on his face. He raised his head to look in the direction of the middle of the village, but his line of sight was blocked by the broken temple.

There was killing intent! Lan Wenxuan was very sensitive to killing intent. It was brought by his previous life. He gathered his true qi and carefully walked towards the broken temple.

He was getting closer and closer to the ruined temple, and the killing intent was getting stronger and stronger. Lan Wenxuan did not hesitate. He pulled out the long sword on his back and kicked open the door of the temple. The moment Lan Wenxuan kicked open the temple door, a sword made a sound that broke the air. He chopped down with a speed as fast as thunder. Lan Wenxuan was forced out of the temple door. A fat man appeared from the temple. He swung his huge sword and slashed at Lan Wenxuan with his hunting knife. Lan Wenxuan raised his sword and blocked the falling style of the hunting knife. With a flip of his wrist, the fat man's knife flew out of his hand. Lan Wenxuan's left hand landed on the fat man's abdomen. The fat man turned into a big shrimp rice, but he stared at Lan Wenxuan viciously.

Lan Wenxuan urgently needed to know where the villagers were. Although he knew in his heart that it might not be good for him anymore. However, he still didn't want to believe it. Now, he had to confirm that this fatty in front of him was his only choice.

"Speak, who are you?" What about the villagers?

"Kill them if you want to. " Aren't you all going to kill them all? Come on, that fatty roared. He was also very strong-willed. Unfortunately, his strength was too weak. He was only a 5-star swordsman.

"Are you from the village? Lan Wenxuan was puzzled. What is your name?"

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. " The fatty seemed to be used to wiping his nose with his hand. In an instant, memories of his childhood flooded into his mind. . .

"Xiaopang. Is that you? Is it you? I am the top scholar. "

" Top scholar? " What was the fatty thinking about?

"After a moment, he stared at Wenxuan in disbelief and asked," Wenxuan? It's you? You are not dead?"

Looking at Xiaopang who was surrounded by beast skins, Lan Wenxuan's nose twitched, and he became much calmer. He went forward and asked," What exactly happened here? Everyone went there, only you. "

"Plop. " The huge man who was holding Lan Wenxuan's leg cried, feeling wronged. Xiaopang sobbed and did not say a word. Lan Wenxuan rubbed Xiaopang's messy hair and waited quietly.

"They are all dead. " Xiaopang suddenly said. Lan Wenxuan's body trembled. Although he was prepared for this, he still found it hard to accept what Xiaopang said.

The hands that were pressing on Xiaopang's shoulders tightened, lifting him up, who was at least two hundred kilograms in weight.

He roared, "What exactly is going on? He's dead, how did he die? Er Zhuzi, Grass-roots, Xiaohu, Xiaoting. . . They are all dead?"

Xiaopang lowered his head, his tears falling.

"You only know how to cry. Are you a man? That toy was bitten off by the little monster, f * ck!" Lan Wenxuan exerted strength in his hand and threw Xiaopang, who was about two hundred kilograms in weight, far away in the snow.

"Ah. . . " Lan Wenxuan's eyes were red. He roared and used all his true qi. The sword qi kept striking like a broken temple. Boom, boom, boom, boom. . . It was unknown how many thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years, maybe even longer. In an instant, the temple became flat ground. Lan Wenxuan's body trembled violently. He did not want to believe that what happened was the truth.

Xiaopang, who was behind him, looked at the scene in front of him and was stunned. But at first glance, it seemed that the top scholar might have gone mad.

Xiaopang was flustered and exasperated as he circulated a trace of combat qi. At the risk of being killed by Lan Wenxuan's sword qi, he went up and gave Lan Wenxuan a heavy slap on the face. Lan Wenxuan's nose spurted out crazily, and he fell to the ground in a sorry state. However, he instantly woke up.

Xiaopang wiped Lan Wenxuan's nose. Looking at Lan Wenxuan, brother, one look was enough. There was no need to say anything.

The two of them entered the cold and empty winery. Xiaopang narrated the unforgettable night. . .

From then on, Lan Wenxuan embarked on his journey. One step at a time would make the world tremble.