When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Welby considered himself very lucky!As a Kender, he has traveled around the continent of Oren since he was an adult, and he has walked thousands of miles. Most of those long journeys need to be walked on his legs, and occasionally he will meet good-hearted people to take him on a ride. Horses or carriages, he also got into a sea ship trading along the edge of the Red Sea, but he was kicked out by the barbaric captain after a short time, causing him to walk for several days.As a senior traveler, he has tried almost all normal travel methods, and among those "not normal" categories, the second most expected value is the mage's portal (by the way, the second One is riding a dragon).However, due to the extreme prejudice and distrust of the mages towards the Kender, he has not touched the threshold of the portal so far.But now, even though the thing under his feet is a little different from the portal (well, the difference is quite big), he still can't help but be full of excitement.Carefully looking out from the golden flying sword, Welby stared at the mountains and rivers passing by with bright eyes, and let out a loud exclamation.

"This is really miraculous!!!"

"God, you've yelled twenty times! Can you shut up?!"

A disrespectful voice interrupted Welby's exclamation. He looked displeasedly at the dark elf beside him. If there is anything dissatisfied about this journey, this guy must be the first one. He doesn't even know the dark elf Such uninteresting creatures, shouldn't they be at least as charming as the powerful evils of legend?Welby shook his head regretfully, ignored the irritable dark elf, and bounced to the side of the black-robed mage.

"Booming!" He tugged at the sleeves of the black-robed mage happily, "I still feel a little weird, if you ride a horse faster, you will feel the wind blowing on your face, why does this sword fly so fast? But I can only hear the sound of the wind, but I can't feel the existence of the wind?"

Looking at the curious eyes of the Kande people, Hong Ming smiled slightly, and took off a jade pendant from his waist, "This jade is engraved with a wind-shielding formation, inspired by true energy, it can generate a barrier to block the gust of wind when fleeing. "

"Wow! What a magical enchanted ornament, can you let me have a look?" Welby stretched out his hand involuntarily, wanting to touch the pretty light green small stone tablet.But Hong Ming didn't let go, instead hung it back on his waist.

"This jade pendant needs my own true energy to activate it. If it falls into your hands, I'm afraid the two of you will be blown off the sword..."

The Spider Queen is on top...Saen held his forehead with a headache. He once introduced to Hong Ming the vice of "accidentally picking up other people's things" to Hong Ming, even if the Qiankun bag in his sleeve (It may be something like a dimensional hole) Only you can take out the items, so it is not wise to introduce the important items hanging on your waist to the kenders.

It was their second day on the road, and Sane felt like he had been tortured for two years.Being forced to live within ten feet of a goddamn kender was driving him crazy.But Hong Ming had a rare good temper for this Kender, and he took the trouble to answer his strange questions. Every time at this time, Saen felt powerless from the bottom of his heart. He really didn't understand what this outsider was. Where does the patience come from? Doesn't he get bored?It would be great if the flying sword was narrower... The image of the Kender slipping and falling into a pile of meat sauce brought Sarn great comfort. He sighed and looked at the distant horizon, I mourn in my heart, I don't know how long this sad day will last.

It ended much earlier in the morning than Sarn had expected.

Three days later, when Feijian crossed the Hengduan Mountains and officially entered the territory of the Northern Kingdom, everything changed.When the first cold wave hit, Sarn shivered, and quickly took out the wolf fur cloak he had prepared earlier to wrap around his body. Although riding a flying sword would not be attacked by the strong wind, the wind-proof formation could not stop it. The infiltration of coldness, this is a kind of coldness that cannot be eliminated by direct sunlight, like a sharp knife soaked in bone marrow, piercing people's whole body with unbearable pain.

"It's... here... well~ it seems... colder... than the ground... a little... a little..." Welby tremblingly took out a bearskin waistcoat from his bag, casually Putting it on his body, he huddled up on the sword, and as he trembled, his ginger ponytail trembled, as if he was less resistant to the cold than himself.Welby felt that his teeth were chattering, which was a novel feeling, but it was not very flattering, "I...I...been here...how, why...didn't...feel ..."

He couldn't speak quickly anymore, watching the air exhaled from his mouth turn into white mist, the kender shuddered again, trying to curl himself up a little tighter.

Hong Ming looked at the two people who were huddled together, hesitated for a moment, and flew straight to a city below.Two hours later, the two orbs, covered head to tail with hide, returned to the sword.Feeling better at last, Welby stretched out his little arms and let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the thick bearskin covering them.

"Boom!" Like a real ball, the Kender rolled to Hong Ming's side, "Why does it feel so cold on the sword? I've been to the northern border. Although I didn't go deep into the ice field, it really shouldn't be cold. It’s almost three months already.”

"It's cold in the sky."

"What about you? Why are you still wearing such thin clothes? I feel terribly cold just looking at you. Why don't I give you a cloak or boots..."

A black hand covered Welby's mouth and dragged him aside.

"Woohoo!" The Kender scratched that arm angrily, trying to regain his freedom, but this time the arm didn't flinch.

"Shut up." A deep voice echoed in the kender's ear, "he needs to concentrate now, don't disturb him."

Affected by this serious voice, Welby couldn't help but stop resisting, and after a while, the hand finally let go of his mouth, rubbed his stiff face, and asked in a low voice, "Why concentrate?" ? Why... oh!"

Now the Kender finally noticed that their flying swords seem to be traveling much faster. If you look carefully, the scene on the ground becomes like a phantom, which makes people feel dizzy after a while.The black-robed mage in front of him no longer stood leisurely on the flying sword to chat with himself or play some interesting tricks as before, but sat cross-legged on the head of the sword, closing his eyes as if in meditation.

"Is this a mage casting a spell?" Welby asked curiously, "It's like controlling the speed of a sword. Why did he suddenly speed up? In fact, it's fun to fly slowly."

Sarn didn't answer, but wrapped the cloak around his body more tightly, and shrank himself in the animal skin.They flew really fast, and they penetrated deep into the ice field in just one day. This miraculous speed also made the cold come faster. When night fell, they were forced to stop and landed on an open wasteland.

Jumping off the flying sword, Welby stretched his waist, "The ground is okay, at least it is much better than the high altitude without the sun. Should we wait for the sun to rise before setting off? I think at this speed, In two or three days, we will be able to reach Dragon Rest Valley."

"If you don't find some firewood to start a bonfire, it will be colder at night." The dark elf said coldly.

"Can I go around?!" The kender's eyes lit up, "no, I mean to pick up some firewood..." During these few days of travel, the dark elf never let him leave The camp, it was so easy to talk today, he ran away quickly without waiting for the dark elf to speak again.

Sarn looked away from the lively figure of the Kender, and looked at the young man in black robe who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Today's flight speed was too fast. Sarn didn't know what affected Hong Ming, but he Knowing that the man in front of him must have exhausted most of his true energy, he even showed a trace of exhaustion on his face.What he needs now is quiet and meditation.

Sitting silently not far from Hong Ming, San clenched his teeth, trying to restrain the urge to tremble.This ice field was colder than he had imagined. The night wind blew on the wasteland with almost no shelter, like a sharp knife cutting his skin, making his limbs stiff and his body cold, even the animal skin on his body could not Block out the cold.In this barren, cold, and horribly empty place, Sarn felt as if his mind had also been frozen, as if he had returned to the eternal underground world, as if the long hiding time in the dark realm had returned to his eyes.

Perhaps it was not a good idea to come to the ice field, Sarn silently switched his sight back to the night spectrum vision, as if to divert his attention, staring at the gorgeous light from Hong Ming's body.It was just the fluctuation of magical power, but it brought him a feeling of warmth, as if he was surrounded by raging fire elements and thick earth elements, so that his heart would not be cold.He didn't look away until the bonfire was lit, until that annoying kender finally fell asleep.

At dawn, Hong Ming finally opened his eyes. Now that the two channels have opened up, he can recover his true energy a little faster, but it is still a bit difficult to stimulate his true energy to gallop like this.When the acupuncture points all over the body are opened, it should no longer be like this.Hong Ming raised his head, and met those red eyes again without any surprise, but this time the dark elf's expression was not so clear, the severe cold made him hunched, almost trapped himself in a ball, and his whole body exuded An air of alienation.

"Are you alright?" Hong Ming hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth to ask.

Sarn exhaled a mouthful of white mist, but he still couldn't pull out a smile after all. "The ice sheet is colder than I thought it would be."

After entering the realm of Tongqiao, the monks will be able to resist the cold and heat, and rely on their own true energy to resist the changes in the external climate. After more than a hundred years, Hong Ming has long forgotten the taste of the cold.Looking at the trembling arms of the dark elf, Hong Ming suddenly asked, "Is the ground warmer than the ground?"

"Ha, if you just talk about the temperature, the ground is much warmer, but this kind of chill..." San was silent for a while, "It's like the depths of the Dark Realm. At that time, I lived under a mushroom man's lair for half a year. Those damn mushroom people can absorb all the heat..." His voice gradually became low, and he stopped talking.After a while, he suddenly said, "What about you? How can you bear this damn kender, don't you find him annoying?"

Hong Ming was stunned, his eyes lowered, and he fell on the little figure curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly. After a while, he showed a slightly astringent smile, "No. When I was young, I was too withdrawn. There was once a person like me He talks to me every day..."

Following Hong Ming's gaze, Sarn also set his sights on the Kender who was sleeping in a messy position, and he shook his head, "In the Dark Realm, creatures like him probably won't live to adulthood, no, maybe they won't be able to survive." Can't survive childhood."

"Is that why his innocence makes you so irritable?"

Oh, this is so annoying.San looked away, not wanting to admit that he had been poked into some weakness, and Hong Ming didn't say anything else.The whistling of the wind slowly stopped in front of the two of them, separated by a transparent barrier. San knew that it was Hong Ming who had used the wind-shielding technique again. Using the spell for such a long time would cost him a lot of energy, but Now it has driven away the cold wind that follows everywhere.The two sat quietly on the ground for a while, Hong Ming stood up, and stretched out his hand to San who was still sitting stiff on the ground.

"I will rush to the Dragon Valley that the Kande people said as soon as possible, and after I find out, I will stay away from this ice field."

Sarn stared straight at the white palm stretched out to him, under the twilight of the morning light, it almost shone with a light pink color.A few seconds later, he stretched out his hand, and the cold hand held the warm hand, black and white.Under the pull of the other party, Sarn stood up, and a Yiren warmth came from that hand, causing the same warmth to rise somewhere in his heart.

"This ice field isn't as bad as I imagined." Without a trace, San pulled out his hand, "Let's find that dragon first."

Seeing the back of Hong Ming going to wake up the Kande people, San clenched his palm slightly, and there seemed to be a warmth somewhere in his palm.