It seems that there is only one color left in the sky and the earth, endless white, that dazzling white, so white that it makes people panic and scare people.
Suddenly, a cold wind came through the woods and blew through the treetops, bringing up pieces of snowflakes, which shone brightly in the moonlight, like stars falling into the world.
The woods have long been covered by thick snow, forming a world of ice and white. Snowflakes fell on the branches, changing the original color to pure white. Ice marks settled on the branches, as if they were going to be dressed in silver.
Deep in the woods, deep footprints were trampled on the silent snow. At the end of the footprints, the crackling sound of firewood became the only sound in this lonely snowy night. The lonely figure next to the fire closed his eyes to rest, but he was not sleepy at all.
As the saying goes, "It's easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow." Si Wulu is a man of today. If he chooses to continue to stay in Yuguan Gate, he will sooner or later be killed by the legion commander, and Si Wulu has no chance of standing under a dangerous wall. Out of habit, Wu Lu decided not to go back to Yumen Pass, the northwest frontier for the time being.
When Si Wulu diverted to the Beiyuan Forest Sea near the border of the Great Wilderness, he planned to directly cross the Beiyuan Forest Sea and return to the Northern Territory of the Great Wilderness. At that time, he would find a village official and re-register his entire household registration. Changing your name is still very simple in this turbulent era, and you only need to pay a large amount of money. But when he thought about money, Si Wulu was also very confused. For Si Wulu, as long as money is involved, it is no small matter.
Although he once robbed the knight team of Kelda Kingdom, he had always hidden the wealth in the Bai family in the imperial capital. Maybe it's because he has had to worry about money as long as he can remember, so he has always had the habit of saving money in case of emergency needs.
But compared to money, Si Wulu now faces a greater dilemma. He has been stranded in this snow forest for several months, and even Si Wu Lu himself doesn't know exactly how many days. This endless snow forest seems to have no boundaries, and it seems that it will never end.
Si Wulu put another piece of firewood into the raging fire, as if this was the only way to make him feel at ease.
He grew up in the southern region of the wilderness since he was a child. From the time he was born until he went to the imperial capital, he had never seen real snow. Snow is just a word he saw in a book. Snow is just a beautiful scenery in the eyes of travelers from the north. Snow is just a memory from a long time ago in that person's mouth.
"The snow in the Imperial Capital is beautiful!" When he said this, the man's eyes were full of smiles. To this day, Si Wulu still remembers that man's expression at that time.
He had longed for it, and he had wanted it.
The first time I saw Xue was when I stayed at Bai's house in the imperial capital during the winter vacation of that year. I remember that day, Xiao Yuer forced him to go to the street to buy paper-cuts. It was that time that he was resented by Wu Qiming, a talented young man from school, and then he had Gu Ye Dou.
I vaguely remember that day, the snowflakes were flying in the air like goose feathers, and then slowly fell on my head, body and face. It was a kind of thrilling beauty, so beautiful that Si Wulu could never forget it in his life.
"It turns out that this is the snow that that person said!" At that time, a voice suddenly shouted in Si Wulu's heart.
But Si Wulu never thought that this snow would one day become so pale and despairing.
At this time, Xiao Yu'er's red face also entered Si Wu Lu's mind, and he didn't know how Xiao Nizi was doing now. Si Wu Lu showed a smile on his lips.
Thinking of Xiao Yu'er, he recalled the wandering experience after leaving the Tomb of God Wuzu. But at that time, Xiao Yu'er was by his side, and he seemed to own the whole world, so he had nothing to be afraid of.
Suddenly, a shrill howl came from the depths of the distant woods, disturbing Si Wulu. Si Wulu waved his hand, and the snow on the ground quickly rose up, covering the fire and extinguishing it. Then he held his breath and sneaked over quietly.
Si Wulu is now a powerful military commander who is unique among ten thousand. In this kind of snow forest where there are no wild beasts, ordinary beasts and poisonous insects cannot pose any threat to Si Wulu. Therefore, this time Si Wulu did not choose to escape, but went to investigate. More importantly, the miserable howl seemed to be the sound of humans. Having humans means there is an opportunity to obtain relevant information about this snow forest. This is why Si Wulu is willing to take risks.
Under the moonlight, a group of aliens wearing green clothes and long green hair were forming a huge circle, seemingly performing some important sacrifice. There are several big trees in the middle of the circle, and each tree has a human man tied up. Only the man on a big tree was shouting and struggling desperately. The men on other trees were motionless and seemed to have lost their life.
At this time, a woman walked out of the group of green-clothed and green-haired people. She was holding an ice spike more than half a foot long in her hand. Under the frightened eyes of the bound man, she slowly moved from his heart. Prick it into the area and then push it in little by little.
But he saw that the ice spike quickly penetrated into the man's body as if it had its own consciousness. The next moment, the man's whole body twitched. After a while, the man let out a shrill howl of pain, just like the scream that Si Wulu had just heard.
After screaming, the man tied to the tree suddenly stopped moving and became motionless.
"Did you fail again?" The cold wind brought the extremely disappointed voice of the foreign race.
Si Wulu quietly hid behind the hillside and watched the horrifying scene in front of him, but he had no intention of taking action. Because all the men tied to the tree are all men with different hair and eyes. Some are blond and blue eyes, some have red hair and blue eyes, etc. Unlike the people of the Desolate tribe who have black hair and black eyes, these are a group of men from a foreign race.
The three-hundred-year-old "Eastern Wasteland War" is an eternal pain for all people of the Desolate tribe, and it is also a history that all children of the Desolate tribe must learn from an early age. Therefore, Si Wulu didn't have much favorable impressions of foreigners, so naturally he couldn't help them. What's more, the strength of this group of green-clothed and green-haired people is unknown at the moment, and Si Wulu is even less likely to take risks for this.
As for the so-called justice, Si Wulu had no interest in paying attention to it. When he suffered so much, where were the gods and Buddhas in the sky? When his entire Donghuang clan was massacred, where was the justice?
Just as Si Wulu was about to retreat, suddenly, the man suddenly moved again, and then suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of blood-red eyes, like two crimson gems, also a pair of eyes without any emotion. , as if it should not belong to this world.
The next moment, a huge aura of destruction burst out from the man's body. It seemed that even the earth could not bear such a heaven-defying life. I saw bursts of snow collapsing around him, and snowflakes flying everywhere, like a picture of the end of the world. scene.
An unprecedented fear appeared in Si Wulu's heart, which was Si Wulu's innate alertness to danger. Si Wulu immediately turned around and ran as fast as he could in one direction. At this time, Si Wulu had only one thought in his mind: This monster created by a foreign race definitely had strength that surpassed that of a divine general, and would not even lose to a person with the most powerful ability, or perhaps even be inferior to a person with the most powerful ability.
Obviously he had never seen a real divine general, and he saw the moment the monster opened its eyes, but he knew that the monster definitely surpassed the terrible strength of the divine general. Instinct told him that the only way to survive was to escape from that place. In the moment of life and death, he followed his instinct and ran away desperately. Several painful screams came from a distance in the cold wind, which seemed to confirm that the instinct was correct.
Si Wulu was like a wild horse running wild, running forward desperately without knowing the direction. At this moment, he just wanted to stay as far away from this terrifying monster as possible. He just kept running like this, and he didn't know how long he ran or how far he ran. He didn't stop until Si Wulu was so tired that he couldn't run anymore.
Si Wulu looked up panting, and saw a faint hint of white appear in the distant sky. Unknowingly, he ran all night, and at the same time, he heard the sound of the rushing river in his ears. Siwu Lu looked back with lingering fear.
The appearance of such a terrifying monster in the forest sea of Beiyuan on the border of the wilderness is definitely not a good thing for the wilderness tribe.
What worries Si Wulu even more is that such monsters are not natural, but man-made creations, which means there may be more than one such monster.
Just as Si Wulu was thinking about it, Si Wulu was shocked to find that he had already run out of the snow forest, and then looked around. Everything around him was as green as the spring in the southern wilderness. Calculating the season, it is now spring. As far as Si Wulu knows, the northern region of the wilderness is still covered in ice and snow. Si Wulu put his hands deep into the river water, feeling a bit of ice and cold, but not the biting cold.
Wouldn't it be going in the wrong direction? A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Si Wulu's mind.
Si Wulu shook his head, trying to get rid of this thought, although it all seemed so abnormal. At this time, a look of desolation was reflected on the river, but Si Wulu smiled and didn't care, because at least he was still alive, and only by living can there be tomorrow, which is also the true meaning of life.
When Si Wulu left, he turned into that handsome young man again, but his tattered clothes were a bit annoying, even though they had been washed very clean.
"When you go back and find the market, you must buy a set of beautiful new clothes." Si Wulu looked at the tattered clothes on his body and secretly made up his mind.
As the saying goes, "People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold." I am already a genuine military commander, and a military commander must have the temperament of a military commander. Now I no longer need to worry about the little money.
Soon after, Si Wulu came to a mountain trail. Although the road surface is small, there are still obvious human traces.
Si Wulu suddenly burst into tears. The days of living alone in a deserted place for several months were finally coming to an end.
Because, that piece of snow forest is really cold!
