Vol 4 Chapter 160: snowstorm

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty
Mu Fan, who was running fast in the ruins, suddenly raised his head.
When the visor opened, a layer of frost formed on his eyebrows instantly, but what he noticed was the ice particles quietly condensing in the air, which was crackling on his face at this moment.
The howling wind began to roll in the dead night.
rustle……
rustle……
A small voice began to float in his ears.
The gust of wind suddenly appeared, and the change was even more abrupt.
These winds began to raging almost instantly.
The ice sand in the air began to condense into ice ridges.
When he felt the stronger and stronger wind, Mu Fan raised his head, looked at the dark night sky, and instantly lowered his visor.
With a bang, a 20 cm long ice ridge hit the helmet and shattered.
Crackling!
Numerous ice ridges hit the dragon's appearance, raising ice blossoms.
In this whistling dark night, the faint green glow in Mu Fan's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a trace of surging blood.
It looks like precipitation of red wine, but also like dark red blood stains.
At this moment, the terrifying night vision ability like a owl was revealed.
At the end of his sight, a huge shadow whizzing slowly emerged.
The violent wind swept the dark clouds, and the vastness of that mighty force had no boundaries.
"……snowstorm……"
The muttering voice came out from under the visor.
The steaming heat instantly condensed into smoothie and was blown away by the strong wind.
Mu Fan even saw the huge boulder on the hill being rolled up easily and becoming a part of the storm.
Obviously, just when everyone thought that night would pass quietly, the ruins once again told everyone in a unique way that this is an ancient ruin where everything is possible.
"Can't hurry."
Mu Fan made a decision in an instant.
In this kind of storm, the line of sight is blocked, and there are huge boulders in the wind. If you are caught off guard, you may suffer serious internal organ damage.
If you insist on going forward, maybe something else will happen.
With eyes down, Mu Fan rushed to a high ground against the strong wind, looking at the nearest golden beam position.
About three kilometers away...
At this time the blizzard became more and more violent.
[Temporary rest for one night. 】
Mu Fan strode down from the hillside.
When the wind and snow hit the sky, he was completely submerged and disappeared.
What Mu Fan didn't see was that behind the blizzard that connected the sky and the earth, and almost no one noticed the edge of the ruins, the light film with only a transparent outline in the dark night began to shrink inward from static to dynamic.
Whether it's hills, streams, or trees, when the light film is brushed over, they all become nothingness.
What Mu Fan didn't know was that ten minutes after he left, countless ice ridges fell into the ground like raindrops, but two figures quietly appeared.
The two of them landed on all fours, their figures were extremely low, and they ran like lizards.
Bing Leng fell on their backs and exploded into slices of ice flowers, and the two of them were safe and sound.
"The breath is weak here, the relic storm has formed, and it is impossible to continue tracking."
"Go to sleep." The two looked at each other and nodded stiffly at the same time.
Their arms weirdly turned into tentacles and plunged deeply into the ground. After ten seconds, only the body, which was still a human back, was lying on the ground. After the ice ridge was covered, it became one with the surroundings before long. .
Some people who did not believe in evil originally sat in the golden light and went out curiously when they saw the blizzard.
Then when some people walked out, the whole body was frozen, and the strong wind passed by, crushing the whole person into powder.
Creak, creak...
There was a clear stepping sound behind my ears.
A person who was resting within the golden light shrouded suddenly stood up, looked back, and pulled out a saber in his hand on alert.
There are also two bloodletting slots on the slender blade, and the cold light of the knife contrasts this weapon with a fierceness.
"Who!?"
As the voice fell, a figure covered with ice crystals slowly walked into the golden light.
As the ruins shone, the whole body of ice crystals began to melt quickly, revealing a mysterious and cold dark gold armor, and the joints and chest shone with a flickering green luster.
Slightly shaking the dirt on his body, Mu Fan raised his eyes to look at him. He was a middle-aged man about forty years old with a rough beard on his face.
The knuckles are thick, and at first glance the breath is as solemn as a mountain.
The other party was dressed up in a vest and trousers, but the bladed knife in his hand gave him a faint sense of crisis.
[If it's not for Dragon Knight, the opponent's physique level is definitely higher than that of himself... Master of fighting. 】
So Mu Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at the opponent's wrist like this.
At the same time, this middle-aged man was also looking at Mu Fan.
His name is Liao Qiushan, from the Xinqiluo League, a very ordinary mercenary squad, if you check carefully, it will be a mercenary squad that has rarely performed tasks in recent years.
So this is a secret force cultivated by a certain big power, and it's usually just a name. He came here not entirely for relics, but for a more important mission.
This golden beam shrouded the place he was approached by the biting cold wind in the dark night, and he didn't want to have unnecessary fights with other people.
Originally, he planned to blast away or kill those who came in.
But when he saw the cold armor, he instantly dispelled the idea.
A full 20 cm long icy edge covers the whole body.
This person in armor walks without the slightest stiffness... This shows that the other party is clearly not afraid of the cold.
Being able to come in alive in this blizzard, how amazing the strength should be.
So the owner with indifferent eyes is definitely not easy to mess with.
"Avoid the wind and snow, I will leave."
However, while Liao Qiushan was thinking about it, Mu Fan said lightly, there was no hostility in this sentence, nor was there any fear.
The look on Liao Qiushan's face instantly improved a lot. He felt the peace from the indifferent voice, and the other party's tolerance made him put his guard down.
With a double-slot saber in his hand, a backhand knife was buried in the sheath, and he nodded.
"The rock is the boundary, one person and one half."
"it is good."
Seeing the goodwill released by the other party, Mu Fan nodded.
Turning around and sitting at the foot of the rock~EbookFREE.me~ the faceplate was retracted, the phantom energy heart was beating with the heart, Mu Fan still cautiously did not retract the Dragon Knight armor.
He tore open a pack of compressed biscuits, threw them directly into his mouth and chewed them up, then swallowed them alive.
That violent voice made Liao Qiushan's eyebrows jump, who had just sat down.
He looked down at the wine bag in his arms, thought about it, grabbed his backhand and threw it over.
"My name is Liao Qiushan, spirits, and a warmer."
Mu Fan raised his hand and accurately caught the wine bag.
He pulled out the cork and looked at the wine bag carefully for a few seconds... the corners of his mouth grinned.
"Mu Fan, thanks."
Raise your head and pour in.