Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1543 Fei Xian
The cold wind howled in her ears, and Meng Shi's body and heart were icy cold at the same time.

She stared blankly at the countless snowdrifts around her.

In the tiny world, it seemed that he was the only one left for a while.

Meng Shi turned her head abruptly and slapped her face.

The snow fell from the top of her head, her bluish-white cheeks were red and swollen, and her vision became clearer, but the surrounding scenery did not change at all.

Meng Shi was stunned.

She is not dreaming.

It was already the time of sunrise, but the sky was covered by dark clouds, and heavy snow covered the sky, covering the practitioners who had turned into snowdrifts layer by layer. The boulders at the foot of the mountain melted into one.

and many more.

Meng Shi suddenly realized something.

Why are there so many boulders in this place where they are staying?
If she hadn't climbed Xueling Mountain, she probably wouldn't have realized it, but at this moment she suddenly discovered the strangeness here.

If it is a snow-capped mountain that will melt in summer, the snow will bring down many rocks from the mountain every spring. It is normal for there to be so many boulders at the foot of the mountain.

However, Xiling Snow Mountain is a snow mountain that is frozen all year round, so there will not be many stones at the foot of such a snow mountain.

Meng Shi brushed aside the snowflakes in front of her eyes, staring blankly at the boulders scattered on the snow.

Here, is a boulder pile.

All the practitioners who were leaning on the rocks before had almost merged with the rocks behind them.

Meng Shi's hands trembled, and she hugged Ying Baoyue tightly with one hand, then turned her head and pulled out the Sun Chaser Sword by her waist.

Sword fire ignited on the Chasing Sun Sword, Meng Shi gritted her teeth, turned around and stabbed viciously at the boulder behind her!
There was a tactile sensation from the tip of the sword hitting a hard object, but this tactile sensation did not come from stones.

With a click, a lump of ice suddenly fell from the boulder behind her, revealing an eye.

"what!"

Meng Shi opened her mouth wide suddenly, her eyes terrified.

If it wasn't for Ying Baoyue still being held in his arms, this scene would probably be enough to scare any climber out of his mind.

The temperature in her arms brought back Meng Shi's rationality, and she mustered up her courage to look back into her eyes behind the ice.

It was a frozen eyeball, lost its spirit, just staring blankly ahead, as if it saw something it wanted to see.

Meng Shi's hand holding the sword kept trembling, and she used the tip of the sword to push away the surrounding ice.

The ice fell in pieces, and Meng Shi felt a suffocation in his chest.

After seeing everything under the ice layer, she suddenly turned her head to look at the boulders scattered on the snow, almost unable to breathe.

These are not rocks at all.

These are all people.

All are people who froze to death at the foot of this mountain.

The boulders they found at the foot of Feixian Peak, used to lean on to rest, were all formed by practitioners who froze to death here.

The newcomers leaned on them, lost their sanity, and would soon become one with the corpses behind them.

Layer by layer, it finally turned into these huge stones.

How could it be so.

Meng Shi covered her chest, gasping for breath.

Looking at Ying Baoyue who fell asleep in her arms, Meng Shi clenched her lips, terrified.

How could this be?
She didn't understand why practitioners were so sensitive to things that threatened their lives, why they fell asleep so quietly, and lost their sanity without any resistance?
Meng Shi suddenly raised her head and looked forward, and found that even Li Ji had been buried by snowflakes.

Even the heavenly cultivators fell asleep.

What exactly is going on?

If there is really something weird here, why is she the only one sober?

"Hold the moon! Sister Yue! Wake up!"

Meng Shi violently pushed the person in his arms, Ji Jiashu, Yeluhua and others were still alive under the surrounding snow, but it was only a matter of time before they froze to death.

Meng Shi only felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier. She probably couldn't wake everyone up, so she could only do her best to wake up the people closest to her first.

However, Ying Baoyue, who was still talking to her before, didn't notice it, but hugged her even tighter, and the temperature on her body dropped rapidly.

Seeing Ying Baoyue's entire face buried in the snow, Meng Shi was horrified, and brushed off the snow layer by layer with her bare hands, "Sister Yue!"

Ying Baoyue turned a deaf ear and closed her eyes tightly. She hugged Meng Shi tightly and called out in a low voice, "Master..."

Meng Shi was stunned, and suddenly remembered the story Zhao Guang told before climbing the mountain.

If a person meets the person he most wants to see in the snow mountain and follows him, he will freeze to death in the snow mountain.

So these practitioners sleeping in the snow-capped mountains all met the people they wanted to see?

Meng Shi raised her head in a daze, and suddenly found that a little sword fire fell in front of her eyes.

In the snow, the fire soared.

A girl riding a black horse came from the raging fire and stood on the mountain path ahead, looking at her with a smile, and stretched out her hand to her.

This scene was so real, so real that if she hadn't been holding Ying Baoyue in her arms, she would have believed it.

"This is……"

Meng Shi tightened her stiff arms, staring straight at the incredible scene in front of her.

"Huh? Are you not coming?"

At this moment, a soft female voice suddenly sounded in the ear.

The voice was very immature, like the voice of a child.

Meng Shi trembled and felt cold all over.

In the snow-capped mountains, she suddenly heard a girl's voice. This was by no means a good omen, but it was so strange that it made people tremble.

"Well, I really can't come here."

"interesting."

The immature girl's voice came again, and Meng Shi stared stiffly ahead, watching the illusion of the girl on the black horse shatter little by little, turning into the figure of a girl in white.

This scene is more like a vision than the girl riding the black horse just now.

If she hadn't just slapped herself, Meng Shi would have no doubt that she was dreaming.

On the snow-covered mountain road not far away, a girl in a white dress fell lightly from a stone.

There was only a thin layer of skirt on her body, and her arms were exposed, but she didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, standing barefoot in the snow.

Meng Shi stared at the girl's hands and feet, speechless.

The girl had black hair loose, and the tip of her hair was slightly white. She looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and she looked at her with her hands behind her back and a smile.

"Well, little girl, what's your name?"

Not similar to her age, the girl who suddenly appeared in the snow-capped mountains spoke very maturely, but Meng Shi was not surprised at all.

She vaguely realized that the age of this white-clothed girl was probably much older than her.

Meng Shi held Ying Baoyue in her arms and spoke slowly.

"My name is...Meng Shi."

"Meng Shi, that's a good name," the girl in white smiled, bending over to look at her with a seductive voice, "Then little Ashi, why don't you sleep?"

Meng Shi opened her mouth stiffly, "What will happen if I fall asleep?"

"You will become a fairy," the girl in white clasped her hands together, as if she was saying something good, and looked at the scattered stones on the snow with a sweet and innocent smile, "From then on, she will become a member of our Feixian Peak."

Feixian Peak, did it mean something?

Meng Shi suppressed the trembling all over her body and stared at the person in front of her.

No, before that.

Is this thing really a person?
(End of this chapter)