Chapter 4415: 5.0167 Lonely

4415 Chapter 5.0167
The boat stopped at the shore, and everyone followed immediately, stepping on a thick layer of snow-covered sandy beach.
Arbor arbitrarily stowed the waves and looked around.
It's an empty desert island. At a glance, it's bare, and I feel like I can see the end.
The desert islands in this area are all connected to the Xueling Holy Land, and they all have the same landform.
Because the temperature is too low, almost no grass grows on the island.
The snow gets heavier as you head toward the center of the island.
The crowd followed the little girl, and gradually realized that the small facial paralysis was stepping on two rows of small footprints as if they were very happy.
This is too obvious.
Everyone repaired it, all stepped on the snow without traces.
The goods went down and intentionally left a small hole, trying to pull the calf out of the snow pit, and then sink, then pull out ...
Dingzi couldn't help but grin, "Did you ever play Snowman when you were young?"
Facial paralysis ignored him, and went his own way, walking step by step.
The little hand raised the skirt a few inches, stepped on a small footprint, and continued to move forward.
As a child, Shimen was covered with snow all year round.
Murong Xun led her to walk on Xuefeng, leaving two rows of footprints.
Facial paralysis followed her footsteps and slammed down.
Everyone watched her having fun there alone, and couldn't help but get up innocent, stepped on with the small face paralysis, and soon stepped on a white snowy field, full of footprints.
"Twenty thousand people are gathered here, why is there no one?" Suddenly, the small facial paralysis stopped and turned to ask.
20,000 people are not in the minority, even if they are all masters who are above level 12 in the spirit realm, they can walk on snow without any traces. However, 20,000 people have walked.
Dingzi smiled, stepped on the snow and walked slowly, "Come with me."
Facial paralysis lifted his feet, hesitated for less than a second, followed closely, and glanced at Ding Gongzi, "You ... did you live here when you were a kid?"
"I never lied to you." Ding Yun turned her head and gave her a deep look.
Qiao Mu snorted, pulled up his two calves, and took a step forward. "You were so small, how could you live on such a desert island?"
"Have you ever eaten a sea fish?" Dingzi asked, turning his head. "It's fishy and pale and tasteless. I have eaten for three years."
Qiaomu looked at him suddenly and shivered in his heart.
This Ding Ziyan is really a neurosis, and she will get it if she suffers. Why do you have to get her own son?
This woman really didn't know she was distressed by her son.
"I was four years old."
"It's unpalatable." Ding Yun turned to look at her again and smiled evilly. "Well, I didn't know until I was seven years old. There are too many things that are better than sea fish in this world . "
Facial paralysis stopped, "You? Live on this island."
"It's about it." Ding Yun shrugged. "It's hard to remember. The desert islands here are not the same! There is snow everywhere, grass and vines everywhere."
"You ..." Faceless paralysis seemed to want to say something, but he finally glanced at him and didn't speak again.
Tao Huaxian Zun and Prince Mo went side by side and followed them far behind.
Everyone is a master of cultivation, there is a certain distance between them, but they are all very clear.
"Do you want to ask me, hate Long Chuyu?"
(End of this chapter)