star hunter

After a short period of hesitation, Zhong Yun had vaguely guessed something, he tried without hesitation to enter that seemingly isolated world, but was hindered.

Those seemingly gentle wind and snow combined into a snow-white curtain, which gently but firmly blocked him out.

He couldn't even get a glimpse of what was inside.

Zhong Yuncong was floating in mid-air, and the silently falling snowflakes brushed over his cheeks and neck, accumulated on his hair and shoulders, and the cool air gradually surrounded him.

The ubiquitous coldness almost made Zhong Yuncong forget that at this moment, he was just a conscious look in his eyes, thinking that his true self was in such a world of ice and snow.

And this cognition instantly shuddered all over the body—it could allow the spiritual body to experience the real perception, and this place may not be the real world.

That being said, Zhong Yuncong's breathing was almost stagnant: Could it be that this is a space constructed with spiritual power?

No wonder being able to seal himself out without leaking.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuncong became somewhat curious, who is the owner of this place?Does he know he exists?What secrets are hidden in this snow-covered space?

He pondered for a moment, and then made a response—divided this consciousness into tens of thousands of parts, attached to the heavy snow falling down, intending to invade this world unconsciously and silently.

It can be regarded as repeating the old trick, which is exactly the same routine as he used to reverse the situation in Zong Zhengzheng's dream.

His abacus was pretty good, but it's a pity that the other party was more cautious than he imagined, and he didn't even give him a chance at all—the snowflakes that had integrated into his consciousness were suddenly blown away by a gust of wind just before falling into that mysterious space .

The wind was not violent, it could even be said to be quite peaceful, but it unceremoniously dispelled his consciousness, thousands of snowflakes, without exception.

The two sides seemed to be calm, but in an instant, there was a quiet duel, which ended in Zhong Yuncong's complete defeat.

Consciousness returned, gathered, and condensed into a spiritual body again. Zhong Yuncong stood under the snow curtain, his black hair fluttering in the wind, with no expression on his face, but in his heart he was full of annoyance.

During this period of time, he has improved a lot, and his abilities have improved a lot. It is impossible to say that he has not drifted at all.

That's why it's so frustrating right now.

Standing still for a while, Zhong Yuncong let out a long sigh. His skills are not as good as others, so there is really nothing to say.

There is a saying, there are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains. If you have the ability to build an independent space of this scale without any gaps, you must be an amazing person with spiritual abilities.

but……

Zhong Yuncong gritted his teeth, he still didn't want to give up like this, but he couldn't think of a better way for a while, so he simply didn't want to, and went head-to-head.

He intends to force his way in.

His consciousness was scattered again, and instead of being gentle, he turned into a violent air current, engulfed in countless pieces of snow, and threateningly impacted the thick snow curtain.

One time, two times, three times... I forgot how many times I was defeated, the opponent seemed to have finally lost patience, and seemed to feel helpless at his stubbornness, and finally no longer passively resisted, but suddenly exerted strength——Zhong Before Yun Cong could react, he was blown up by a strong storm, the attack was easily resolved, and immediately fell into the air.

Zhong Yuncong thought that he had completely enraged the other party, and the rebound was very fast. This time, he must have suffered a big loss. Unexpectedly, before he landed, the wind dropped sharply, which could even be described as gentle, and he landed unscathed.

He stayed in a daze for a long time again, until his eyelids were covered with snow particles, and then he sighed, and completely stopped thinking about continuing to fight.

Not an opponent at all.

One after another of failures, Zhong Yuncong, no matter how optimistic he was, could not avoid being hit. He climbed up from the ground dejectedly, but when he got up, he bumped into something on the top of his head. He's all over the place.

He looked up and found that he was standing under a tree. This tree had stood for too long in the wind and snow, and its branches and leaves were all wrapped in ice crystals, which had condensed into rime, like pearls and jade, crystal clear and very beautiful.

For a while, he couldn't tell what kind of tree it was, so he simply broke off a branch, and when he was about to take a closer look, the wind blew up again.

The cold wind rolled over his side, stayed for a while, and finally caressed his cheek lightly, bringing with it a sigh-like wind sound.

Zhong Yuncong almost thought it was his own auditory hallucination.

Then, his eyes went dark, his consciousness was blown away by the wind like a cloud, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already left that strange and mysterious world.

Drowsy pain came from a certain area of ​​the head, which was a sequela after using mental power. As the number of times increased, Zhong Yuncong became more and more used to this discomfort.

This time, he only sat on the ground for a moment before recovering.

But his body was still not very comfortable, and his bones were filled with chills. He originally regarded it as one of the sequelae, but when he lowered his head, he saw the branches covered with ice crystals in his hands for the first time, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The hand holding the branch trembled uncontrollably.

No, no... He was able to bring this rime back, which shows that that space is not an illusory spiritual world, but... a real existence!

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Xu Yang was waiting for Zhong Yuncong's feedback, but he became sleepy just waiting, nestling sleepily on the wicker chair, like an old cat coiled up in a ball basking in the sun.

For him, it was a sneak in time. These days, there were many big and small things, especially when the leader was injured. He was really busy, almost turning into a spinning top, not to mention taking a rest, even feeling like taking a breath. Tired.

From a long distance, Zhong Yun saw Xu Yang sleeping with his head tilted and his mouth open, so he felt mischievous, and when he saw no one around, he took it into his heart, held the stick of rime, and walked lightly. He tiptoed past.

He touched Xu Yang, and slammed the frozen porcelain branch on Xu Yang's face. The latter didn't even have time to open his eyes, and he jumped up with a loud voice: "What the hell? Ice Is that you?!"

"Hahahahahahaha!" Zhong Yuncong, who had succeeded in a prank, couldn't straighten up laughing with his stomach in his arms. Seeing him laughing so virtuously, Xu Yang knew it was his fault, so he rolled up his sleeves as soon as he got angry. Just a blast hammer.

Zhong Yuncong hid and begged for mercy: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously...Okay, okay, it's my fault, can I be sorry?"

Xu Yang was ashamed, so he was not willing to give up. Just when he was about to chase after him, Zhong Yun jumped onto the window sill, raised something in his hand, and shook it at him: "Stop making trouble. Seriously... do you know what kind of tree this is?"

Xu Yang took a closer look, and it turned out to be rime covered with frost. Under the warm sunshine of March in Yangchun, Yuyu was shining brightly.

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They don't know how long they have stood in front of this warehouse.

Also, if you accidentally break into a huge warehouse with hundreds of square meters, which is full of neatly stacked guns, the coldness of the metal is intertwined with the unique sense of killing of the ordnance, blowing towards your face, forming a spiritual and The double stimulation of vision will make anyone fall into a strong shock.

In the end, Yirou woke up from the shocking surprise, and lightly bumped Ren Jie beside her with her elbow: "Where is this...how come there are so many weapons?"

Hearing her voice, Ren Jie finally came back to his senses, but his eyes swept across the thousands of firearms, and he was still in a daze: "It can't be wrong... This is really the arsenal."

Yirou opened her eyes wide, looking at him inexplicably.

Ren Jie was not surprised by her doubts. Although there are different opinions about the mysterious disappearance of the Fenghuo Machinery Factory, it is basically only spread among the various forces with life on the "isolated island". After all, the large number of missing ammunition is of little use to them. They cannot eat, wear, or cure diseases. They are not much different from firecrackers.

Yirou was just an ordinary citizen, and she didn't know that the rumor was reasonable, so Ren Jie explained it concisely, and after she heard it, her face was full of astonishment.

"You said it disappeared...then we are here now...it means it's not just a rumor, right?"

Ren Jie's expression was complicated. He didn't speak, but stepped into the warehouse, walked to the mountain of firearms, and reached out to pick up a semi-automatic rifle.

The weight is very heavy. It seems that the environment here is good. The rifle is well preserved and the color is very new, but it has been stored for too long, and the surface is covered with a layer of dust. With his movements, the fine dust is flying and dancing, and the air suddenly becomes cloudy. .

He waved his hand away, and then weighed and played with it, and finally found that it was empty. Looking around, he didn't see any boxes of ammunition nearby.

He put the gun back, wiped off the dust from his hands, and nodded softly in a daze: "Yes, it does exist."

He turned around and walked out of the warehouse, and walked forward along the aisle: "Let's go and see if there are other storages."

Yirou kept up step by step. She actually wanted to remind that the original intention of their trip was to find the mysterious old man, but it seemed that Ren Jie had been completely attracted by this huge armory. After thinking about it, she still He swallowed the words back.

They turned a corner, and at a glance, they saw another door with the same style as before not far ahead. Ren Jie suddenly became excited and quickened his pace. Unexpectedly, Yirou behind him suddenly let out a short scream, Ren Jie He suddenly stamped his feet, looked back, and found that she had fallen to the ground.

He felt a little guilty. When he saw the room full of weapons, he almost forgot that there was a woman beside him. He returned and pulled her up: "Are you all right, Yirou?"

Yirou shook her head, but her complexion did not look better. She hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Ren Jie, did you feel that the floor shook just now?"

Ren Jie was startled, recalled it for a while, but found it was futile, because he was so excited just now, he automatically blocked his perception of the outside world.

Just as he was about to say something, without warning, another strong shock came from the ground.

Ren Jie pulled the man back without thinking, and looked around with full vigilance.

This time it was definitely not an illusion, the shock was very strong, and Ren Jie felt that not only his feet, but even the building shook violently.

"What's going on... Is there an earthquake?" Yirou clutched his sleeves, her panic was hard to hide, and she felt that this place was extremely weird.

Ren Jie's face was calm, but his heart was beating non-stop. A sense of crisis came flooding in. His own life and death came second, and Yirou's life was the most important.

Suddenly, violent vibrations came again, and it happened several times in a row.

The dust that had accumulated for an unknown amount of time fell from the beam, and the two of them moved to a relatively safe corner, lurking like walking on thin ice.

Yirou wiped away the smudge on Ren Jie's nose. She, who had always been worried, saw his disheveled face, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Are you afraid too?"

"I'm afraid." Ren Jie admitted frankly, he sighed, and held her plain hand, "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Yirou was taken aback, and when she was about to say something, the shock came back again.

This time was more serious than the sum of the previous times, but Ren Jie calmed down instead. He held Yirou's hand tightly, his eyes fixed, and in an instant, the terrible shock disappeared without a trace. .

Yirou guessed something: "You take the time..."

"Yeah." Ren Jie nodded, although the crisis was temporarily eliminated, but his face became heavy instead, "I paused the time of all shaking objects, and you saw it too, time was frozen except for us gone."

He stared at the snow that had frozen in mid-air, feeling chills: "This is not an earthquake, but... the entire space is shaking."