Chapter 1911 White Fox (46)

   "...It seems that there is really a problem here."

   "Compass not working..."

  An older voice sounded, it seemed to be the leader.

  His tone was heavy for no reason.

   "It shouldn't be..."

   "Could it be—"

   Could it be—Yan Yu?

   "Could it be what?"

  A disciple asked.

   "Master, is there any problem here?"

   "Hey, do you think...it's a bit cold here?"

   "Don't say it, it's really a bit."

   "Hiss... It's really cold when you say that."

   Less than ten meters away from the cave, a group of disciples rubbed their arms and looked around.

  I always feel weird.

   Obviously there is no evil spirit, but I still feel—

strangeness.

   Unspeakably strange.

  Sun Chun, one of the elders of the Xuanzong sect, stood in front of the disciples, stroking his beard and holding a compass.

   His complexion became a little ugly for no reason.

   Difficult to see even sweat on the forehead.

   He raised his head and looked around.

  There are many weeds around, growing tall and messy.

  He made a silent gesture to signal the disciples to be quiet and not to speak.

   His expression was serious.

  As if facing a formidable enemy, even taking a step forward is extremely cautious.

  Hold the compass and carefully identify the direction.

   Very quiet.

  It's a pity that the compass was disturbed by the magnetic field, and it was already out of control.

  He didn't wander around, but just roughly detected the location.

  The harder the compass turns, the closer you are to that person...

  That means...

  Sun Chun looked straight ahead.

  Behind the weeds, the cave entrance is faintly exposed.

   Quiet, dead silence.

  The eerie chill seems to be coming out from there continuously.

  It is dark and faint, covered by weeds.

   It's like a python with the mouth of an abyss, lurking there.

   As soon as they get close—

   Must die.

  Sun Chun immediately opened his arms, forcing everyone to hind legs.

  The sound of rustling footsteps was farther away.

   All the disciples, I don’t know why.

   "Master, this is—"

   "Shh! Be quiet!"

  Sun Chun lowered his voice and scolded.

   "Don't want to die!?"

  The appearance of facing a great enemy suddenly made all the disciples nervous.

   None of them made a sound, and stepped back carefully.

   "Master, could it be—"

  The disciple standing next to Sun Chun also had a much lower voice, as if he had guessed who it was.

  Sun Chun didn't speak, just clicked, which was regarded as a response.

   "..."

  It seems that it is really true.

  Knowing that he was no match, Sun Chun did not intend to run into Yan Yu.

  He led the disciples back to a safe distance, and then immediately sent someone to notify the head.

  The rest of the people waited in place, putting on a defensive posture.

  No one spoke, not even a voice.

  In the cave, the listening fox shook its sharp ears.

   Did not receive the sound, she stood up even more.

  The big fluffy fox tail behind him, subconsciously, wanted to flick it too.

   As a result, he was entangled in the snake's tail and couldn't move at all.

   "..."

   After waiting for a while, Yun Si felt something was wrong.

   Those people did not approach, nor did they leave.

   stood guard not far away, and seemed to have discovered the cave where she was hiding.

  …This is going to be bad.

  She looked towards the mouth of the cave.

   There is still ice condensed there, a thick layer, blocking the outside.

  But, how long can that bit of ice last?

   Although the disciples of the Xuanzong Sect cannot fight, if they unite and form a formation—

  I'm afraid this ice won't last.

  (end of this chapter)