The monks are not afraid of the heat and heat, let alone that it is snowing outside now, even the knife has no effect on them.

The warriors are full of vitality and blood, and this Blizzard is just a trivial matter to them.

It was those mortals who really felt panic at the moment.

Mortal constitution and monks and warriors are too fragile.

The slow speed at this moment, the howling winds outside, and the gradual temperature drop inside the carriage made most mortals in the carriage start to feel uneasy.

Slowly, a child cried.

So the comfort of the adults, the impatience, and the whispers of each other, made the car noisy. Although it was not noisy, it seemed like countless mad bees were buzzing.

Yang held his hands on his back and watched the heavy snow outside. Jiang Panmeng softly comforted a child, then came over and whispered softly, "Deacon, the formation of the horse-drawn carriage is laid out by our broken star tower. Is there a way to make the car go faster? "

"Yes, yes, but this is not necessary." Yang Yi waved his hand. "That way, the method of loss is too much."

"but……"

After waiting for Jiang Panmeng to finish speaking, Yang interrupted her and said, "All obey my orders, don't bother."

"Then ... well ..." Jiang Panmeng reluctantly retreated, sighing helplessly.

"Hey, old lady! Give me a break!" At this time, a thick voice sounded in the carriage.

Chu Yan, they turned their heads, and saw a brawny man with big hair and messy hair, carrying a young girl, cursing at an old woman with gray hair.

"It's cold over there! Dead old lady, you're warm enough here, you can't live long anyway, give me your position!" The strong man sneered again and again, "Hurry up! Don't fret, do you want to die?" "

The old woman whom he scolded was a mortal, looking at his seventies, and his face was wrinkled.

There were people around who couldn't see, and wanted to stand up and say a fair word, but the brave man looked like a knife, and was fierce, and his waist was bulging, exposing a shape of a knife handle, which immediately made those who want to see the road uneven. The idea.

The old woman looked around for help, seeing that no one was willing to say a word for her, so she wept a face, stood up tremblingly, as if a gust of wind could blow down.

Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng looked at each other and couldn't bear it. They were about to warn the strong man not to bully others, but the steps had not yet been taken, and Yang's voice came from behind him: "Please stand still for me. "

"Deacon Yang, we are going to ..." Jiang Panmeng explained.

"Going out, don't bother." Yang frowned. "Have you forgotten what I said?"

"But ..." Jiang Panmeng looked to Chu Yan for help.

But Yang didn't give Chu Yan the opportunity to speak at all: "This time you come out of the task, you must obey my order. I ask you not to worry about your business, so please sit still!"

Between the words, there has been a rare sternness.

At this time, the old woman had been driven to the corner by the strong man.

The brawny man sat down proud of the wonderful young girl.

The strong man didn't know what to say in a low voice, which made the young girl giggle, and his body was squinting in the other's arm, making the strong man's eyes narrowed comfortably.

"The villain gets his will!" After all, he is a disciple of Broken Star House. Jiang Panmeng did not dare to disobey the deacon, and stared at the back of the brave man fiercely.

Chu Yan felt puzzled and chilling at Yang's indifference.

He understood this time, and Jiang Zhen reminded himself what he meant.

This deacon is really weird in character, annoying life, timid to outsiders, but insulting himself.

At this point, Chu Yan could only sit down again, looking dimly, looking out the window.

In this moment of work, the snow outside has become even greater.

Between heaven and earth, there is a vast expanse, as if it were a white beast, which swallowed up everything around.

The carriage fell into silence again, leaving only the sound of breathing.

If the carriage was not moving slowly, everyone would even suspect that time had completely stalled.

Jiang Panmeng looked out of the window for a moment, knowing that the time to arrive at Muzhou City would definitely be greatly delayed, and he was planning to close his eyes to practice. At this time, suddenly he saw Chu Yan around him stretched out.

At the same time, a sudden killing intention was released from Chu Yanshen.

Jiang Panmeng was frightened, but felt that the hairs of his whole body were standing upright. According to the fear in his heart, he whispered, "Chu Yan, what's wrong?"

Chu Yan stared at the snow outside the window, his eyes narrowed gradually: "There is something in the snow."

"Huh?" Jiang Panmeng jumped heartily, leaned closer to the window and looked out.

The white space outside the carriage was almost like a huge white cloth, covering everything, let alone seeing something in the snow.

Staring out the window, Jiang Panmeng wondered: "Nothing-ah!"

After speaking, suddenly, a fearless face clung to the car window, and was close to Jiang Panmeng's face. Suddenly, Jiang Panmeng screamed and went subconsciously. Go back.

This scream broke the tranquility of the carriage, and everyone's eyes suddenly gathered together.

Almost at the same time, a loud bang made the back door of the carriage burst open, a blizzard of snow, followed by the roaring cold wind.

A huge figure covered with snowflakes, rushed into the compartment, stretched out the arm obviously different from ordinary people, and caught Chao Jiangpanmeng.

The palm of this arm, with a single fingernail, is a few inches long, as if a bishou shimmering in cold light, tearing the airflow at the moment, all making harsh crackling noises.

This change came too fast, almost between the electric light and the flint, Jiang Panmeng was shocked, but forgot the resistance for a while.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Chu Yan sang loudly and pierced his soul-locking gun with his hands. Instantly, he pierced through the chest of this huge figure.

Huh!

The ejected blood arrow instantly melted Shirayuki, revealing a human-like, non-human, beast-not-beast-like figure.

This horrible figure was penetrated by Chu Yan's chest, but he did not die. He roared like a beast, opened his mouth and darted toward Chu Yan.

Look at it, it seems to be pulling a back before dying.

Chu Yan's head was torn apart with a punch.

As this huge figure flew out of the compartment, it was instantly covered by heavy snow, and the damaged door was covered with thick blood.

The whole process happened almost instantaneously. By this time, those talents in the carriages reacted, and suddenly, panic-screaming broke out.

All of them jumped from their positions, panic-struck, rushing towards the front of the car, panicking, looking at the back door of the car.

"what is that!"

"what happened!"

"So terrible! Is it a beast!"