The strongest spirit control system

He got up from the snow, and then walked a few steps forward, but he still collapsed into the snow again.

He was a little unhappy, but he still got up.

If you stay in the snow for a few minutes in this kind of ghostly weather, you will definitely be frozen into an iceman.

What a fragile thing an iceman is.As soon as I hit it hard, my whole body shattered into pieces one after another. I don't know where it will fall, but what is certain is that if my whole body is shattered, my life will definitely be gone. There is no way to save it.

He quickly got up from the snow, and then patted his clothes to get the snow on them.

Only then did he walk forward very satisfied, but every time he took a step, he kept looking at the ground, and quickly dodged as soon as there was a hollow in front of him.

He couldn't fall into that snow again.

He walked forward. At this time, there was no wind or snow, and his vision was very clear, but it was still very cold.

He tightened the cotton coat on his body, speeded up, and walked forward.

Because there was no wind, he walked very fast, but after walking a few hundred meters, he stopped, not because he had reached his destination, but because he was tired.

You must be tired after walking for so long.

He found a big tree, leaned against it, and leaned there comfortably, then stretched out his hands and stretched his waist lazily, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Then sure enough, he really fell asleep, the sound of snoring was ringing, very loud, even the snow on the branches was shaken by his snoring, hitting his face, icy cold .

But he still didn't wake up, instead he fell into a deeper sleep, and the snoring became louder and louder.

And so he fell asleep, asleep.

But it's amazing!In such a cold world, he can still fall asleep, and not only can he fall asleep, but he can also sleep so deeply.

It's amazing!
But ah!No matter how deeply he slept, he still woke up.

It's just that when he woke up, it was already evening, that is to say, he slept from afternoon until evening.

He stretched himself and wanted to sleep again, his eyes were squinted and his eyes were blurred.

But at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew, a gust of cold wind, blowing his clothes and his long blue hair.

The blown blue long hair hit him directly on the face. It was a cold day, and the blow of that hair was like a long whip, and it hurt very much.

It seemed to be telling him not to sleep anymore, it was time to hurry.

He jumped up, and it was the hair that hurt him so badly that his face was red all over.

"Got it! Got it!" He said very unhappy, and then he was still rubbing the place where he was beaten.

It just hurts more and more.

He was even more upset, but there was nothing he could do, it was time to hurry, if he didn't hurry, it would be dark, and if the dark remained in this snowy world, he was looking for death.

He quickly squatted down, scratched a layer of snow, and applied it to his face, and the pain disappeared immediately.

He laughed and said, "Haha! If you dare to hit me, I will dare to sneer at you! Hahahaha!"

He just laughed, but at this moment, the strong wind blew up again, and the snow on the ground was rolled up, like a fierce tiger, it rushed towards him.

He felt the turmoil behind him, so he ran quickly, shouting as he ran: "I know, I know, I'm on the road now, I'm on the road right now, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, people will die, people will die! "

He ran so fast that his whole body became blurred and almost turned into a shadow.

As if the blizzard really understood his words, when he ran, the blizzard disappeared by itself.

What a strange snowstorm.

What a strange person.

He ran like this, probably for a few thousand meters, and stopped when he saw that the snowstorm was not chasing him.

"I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted!" Although he said this, he didn't see him panting, and the blood on his face had already been spilled by him during his mad run just now .

It's just that the face doesn't hurt anymore.

He found another big tree, leaned against it, and sat down.

There was a leisurely expression on his face, his hands were hanging down, his feet were paralyzed, and he was extremely relaxed.

"Really, I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted!" He shouted there, but no one asked him.

There was no wind and no snow falling at this time.

But he also didn't want anyone to answer him, because he knew that in such a world, if someone answered him, then that person was probably a ghost, and at this time.

What time is it now?It is evening now.

Legend has it that this time does not belong to day or night, but belongs to the middle of the two, that is, the third world.

And in this third world, the person walking towards him is not necessarily a human, but more likely a ghost.

After all, at this time, the ghosts lurking in the darkness should also come out for a stroll.

He is afraid of ghosts, so he doesn't want anyone to answer him, no, he doesn't want ghosts to answer him.

If it is a beautiful ghost, I hope to think about it.

He started laughing, laughing loudly, the laughter was resounding, like the sound of drums, the snow on the tree fell down and hit his face.

"Oh! My aunt's!" The snow hit him on the face, and then it melted to the surroundings, but at that time, he was laughing just now, with his mouth open, and some of the falling snow fell on him mouth.

He quickly coughed a few times, swallowed the snow out of his mouth, and said complainingly.

It's just that what he swallowed was not only blood, but also the cold air.

The cold air had already filled his mouth and his trachea.

He opened his mouth and kept exhaling, thinking to exhale the cold air in the trachea, otherwise if the cold air entered his stomach, he would definitely have diarrhea.

This is what he thought. In his opinion, there is nothing more uncomfortable than diarrhea.

He was just whistling.

But at this time, a strong wind suddenly picked up again, and the snow on the ground was blown, as if seeing him sitting here, not going on his way, was very unhappy.

He quickly raised his hand and said hastily: "Wait a minute, wait a moment, don't worry, don't worry! I'll be on my way after a while, I'll be on my way after a while."

He opened his mouth, and his words seemed to be exhaled, which was somewhat incomprehensible.

But the strong wind understood it, so it didn't rush towards him, but raged around him, as if staring at him, if he didn't go on the road later, he would rush over and bury him in the rolled up snow generally.

He raised his hand, still opened his mouth, and said, "Trust me, you have to believe me, you know how to believe, and then you will have love! Believers, you must love!"

The wind seemed to be angry, so it rolled even more violently, and the snow in a radius of several miles was rolled up by it, and it looked like "If you talk nonsense, I will roll up snow and bury you".

He was frightened, and quickly put down his raised hand, opened his mouth wide, and exhaled, thinking to quickly exhale the cold air in his trachea.

He exhaled heavily.

He thought so.

But suddenly the strong wind that was raging around him actually moved aside, the place in front of him, and the strong wind was actually retracted.

There was no gust of wind ahead.

He opened his mouth, raised his head, and looked forward.

He was still exhaling, but in the next moment, he didn't exhale, but his mouth was still open, wide open.

But that's not what he wanted to open, it was because of surprise, his mouth couldn't help opening, so big that even an egg could be stuffed in.

Ahead was a forest, a black forest.

But in this world of wind and snow, forests generally do not exist, because the weather is cold, and many plants cannot survive at all.

The ability of trees to resist the cold is indeed very strong, but they have survived in large numbers and formed a forest. He has never heard of these things, nor would he think of them.

Moreover, the underground nutrients in this world are also very lacking. A single tree can absorb the underground nutrients for several miles around it, and other trees will not be able to get nutrients, so they will not be able to survive.

Just in front of me, just in front of me, there is a forest, a dense forest, and it is still black.

What the hell is this.

He couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise, but soon he came back to his senses.

He stood up, and then walked forward, walked out through the opening made by the strong wind, and walked towards the black forest.

In this world, there is such a legend.

It is said that in the black forest, there lived a beautiful princess.

He ran away, saliva dripping from his mouth.

All right!He was reading fairy tales in the snow.