Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty ─ The Boy in the Snow

far north.

The northern climate is cold and snowy for a long time. It can be said that the ecological environment in the north is quite harsh, and there are only two or three months of the year when the snow stops. This is also the reason why the cultivators in the north are so eyeing the south. Compared with the four seasons in the south, it is like paradise in the north.

A figure walked across the snow, with a long cloak covering his head.

It was not tall, like a tiny ant under the wind and snow.

In his hand, holding a long wooden staff, he stepped forward to meet the wind and snow.

For a moment, the fire was faintly visible in front of him, and the figure also sighed in relief and moved towards the fire.

When I walked in the door, the sound of the wind and snow outside calmed down a little.

The figure that walked in pulled down the hood that had been covering his head, revealing a small face. This is a young man, and it also startled everyone inside: "You little baby, why did you run out in the wind and snow?"

The young man glared at them angrily, waved his hand, and a few taels of silver fell on the desk: "Bring me some jugs of wine."

This is a restaurant, and because it is close to the Wind and Snow Mountains, the business is not bad.

Seeing the young man take out the money, they were embarrassed to say anything. On the side, several big men looked at the young man with extraordinary action, and the depths of their eyes were full of fierce light. The big man at the head stood up, even in such a cold weather, his arms were still bare, and the patterns on his arms were clearly visible. This is also the northern style.

Northerners never shy away from being seen with tattoos. On the contrary, they all reveal their own tattoos intentionally or unintentionally, just like birds and beasts show their feathers for worship and admiration.

The strong man in front of him is a tattoo artist of the Second Palace Realm.

He walked to the boy's side and smiled, "Little brother, would you like me and a few brothers to have a drink?" The boy gave them a blank look, and then said coldly, "Where is it going to be cool, don't disturb me."

The fierce light in the eyes of the strong man became more and more intense: "Little brother, speak carefully. There are many fierce beasts in the Fengxue Mountains, and their lives are in danger at every turn. In the north, the most worthless thing is human life."

At this time, Xiao Er couldn't stand it anymore: "Hao Yang, don't make trouble here."

When Hao Yang heard the words, he didn't say anything, just looked at the young man with a cold light in his eyes. Seeing this, the little Er had to whisper to the boy, "Little brother, you have to be careful. That guy is Hao Yang, and he is also a famous bully in the Snow Wind Mountains. It's not because he wants to hunt in the Wind Snow Mountains for a long time. Killing venomous beasts, but fell in love with the work of black and black in the snow-capped mountains."

"He and his subordinates are a well-known small organization in the Snow Wind Mountains. Little brother, you have to leave early."

Hearing the words, the young man didn't answer, he picked up one of the jugs of wine and drank it, and immediately a burst of warmth rose from his body. He grinned at Xiao Er: "I'm afraid they won't dare to do it."

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After a moment of rectification, the young man left the restaurant.

Hao Yang and the others looked at each other, all stood up, and headed towards the Fengxue Mountains. Xiao Er also shook his head secretly, feeling that such a handsome boy was about to die. But this has nothing to do with him, after all, he has lived long enough in the restaurant near this mountain range and has seen enough.

Those who can survive are often only a few.

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A subordinate beside Hao Yang whispered, "Boss, do you really want to attack a child?"

Hao Yang snorted coldly: "You know the shit, didn't you see that kid made a big deal? What's more, you didn't see clearly, that kid was holding a long stick wrapped in cloth. It's exposed. Humph, if I guessed correctly, the pattern in the middle is probably the pattern soldier that this kid is holding."

Hearing the word "Wanbing", everyone looked at each other with fiery expressions on their faces.

After all, not every tattoo artist has tattoo soldiers, and even the lowest-level first-order tattoo soldiers can greatly improve the strength of the tattoo artist.

"That is definitely a junior from some big power or tribe who came out to experience. He killed him in the Snow Wind Mountains. We did it." Hao Yang snorted and looked around: "Don't ask me, Hao Yang, to hold him accountable afterwards. , If someone is slow in the future, they don't have to follow me in the future, just go to work alone."

Everyone quickly said that they would do their best to face the wind and snow and enter the Wind and Snow Mountains.

It's just the wind and snow mountains, it's really big.

Known as the Wind Snow Mountains, the natural wind and snow is extremely high.

The Fengxue Mountains are a forbidden place in the north.

Because the mountain is high and sharp, it looks like irregular sharp cones stand up from the ground, standing here with the momentum of the sky. It is because of this strange terrain that the storm burrows in through the narrow gap, making the mountain wind as sharp as a knife, and turning the snow into a little bit of painful shards of ice. Generally, when entering the first palace, it is a nine-death life. Only the cultivators above the second palace can survive here.

Also because of the dangers of this place, mortals cannot enter, so it has become a paradise for tattooed beasts. The north is already rich in patterned beasts, especially in the Fengxue Mountains. Inside, the third-order beasts can be seen. It is said that there are even the legendary fifth-order beasts in it. Of course, it is only a legend, and no one has really seen it.

Hao Yang and others have been in the Fengxue Mountains for a long time and are quite familiar with its terrain. However, they did not dare to go deep into it. They only dared to wander around the periphery, occasionally killing tattooed beasts, and more often looking for weak tattooists or tattoo masters, and then hunted and killed them for treasures.

After a long time, one of the subordinates couldn't help but say, "Boss Hao, will that kid die inside?"

Hao Yang was facing the wind and snow, and his face was not very good-looking: "That kid dares to come to the Fengxue Mountains, and he must have heard of the horror of the Fengxue Mountains. With his strength of only one palace, he doesn't dare to go deep! Continue! Find!"

Those subordinates could only continue to look around unwillingly, but they were surrounded by wind and snow, a vast expanse of whiteness, and unknown tattooed beasts inhabited. They just wanted to leave this ghost place quickly.

Just as they were walking, at the corners they passed.

There was a pile of tall snow flickering.

The movement was so small that it was hardly noticeable under the whistling of the wind and snow. And in that snowdrift, a pair of eyes suddenly opened. There is no cynicism in his eyes, some are as cold and imposing as the snow in the sky.

call……

The blizzard seemed to be getting louder.

A humming sound pierced through the wind and snow.

Three silver lights lit up.

Puff puff……

Blood gushed like a spring, and three blood springs spewed out from the throats of the three.

Hao Yang's complexion changed greatly when he heard the sound, and he turned to look at him. The three companions behind him had a three-fingered hole in their throats. They tried hard to cover the hole, but they could only struggle silently and fell to the ground.

The blood instantly turned into red frost at low temperature, adding a poignant color to this white world.