The female nun shook her head and sighed: "I don't know very well. I heard many rumors from Jiang Jing. Maybe the witch queen changed, maybe Jiang Jing lied to me."

"Oh shit."

There were a lot of curses against Jiang Jing on the ice field, and there were also many praises for Bai Lian.

What is a real born saint!

At this moment, the nun suddenly waved her hand.

"Someone."

The noisy talking stopped.

They all looked into the distance, only to see a dark shadow moving slowly in the snow.

The black shadow was in ragged clothes, and it was covered with red and black dirty blood and white snow slag.

He fell every few steps he took.

But no matter how he fell, he would definitely get up again after a few breaths.

He staggered along like this.

forward.

Keep going forward.

Never change your direction.

"It's a ghost!"

Someone exclaimed.

The nun was stunned.

It is inseparable from them that the ghost will become what it is now. Before that, she will definitely kill the ghost without hesitation.

But now her position has changed.

She has no reason to deal with ghosts.

She just watched quietly.

Until the ghost slowly walked in front of them.

The ghost stopped.

His face was dirty, and he couldn't open his eyes.

But he could feel someone in front of him.

He asked, "Haitang Chunyuan, are you there yet?"

The nun opened her mouth and finally said, "It's right in front."

"thanks…"

The ghost squeezed a hoarse voice out of his throat with difficulty.

He didn't turn his head and kept walking.

Keep walking, keep walking.

Into a more violent snowstorm.

"…"

This is clearly burning your own life, right?

The nun silently looked at the ghost's back.

What is it that supports the ghost whose body has been broken to the point of collapse at any time?

Loyalty to the Temple of Hades?

"You guys go first, I'll take a look."

The female cultivator didn't care how the others reacted, and she ran straight towards the ghost.

She wants to grab that answer!

Chapter 7 I want to see her laugh! 5.5k

For ghosts, this road has never been more difficult to walk.

Not because the road is long, nor because his body may collapse at any time.

In layman's terms, he is playing a spicy chicken game.

in normal games.

You can follow the game prompts to break through the levels one by one, one boss to one boss fight, one character to one character strategy...

Whenever the progress bar rises to 100%, it means that you have gained a new boost in the game.

The sense of accomplishment that burst out at that moment can completely defeat the boringness of the journey.

But now this "game" is different.

Because the eyes can no longer be opened.

Also because of divine consciousness can no longer be spread.

More because the ears are always filled with the whistling of the north wind.

When the ghost dragged his broken body forward on the ice field, he received almost no feedback.

He climbed over the ice hill, he climbed out of the snow valley with difficulty, and he fell into the depths of the ice cave twice.

After he overcomes these difficulties, he still cannot be happy.

Because in front of him is still an endless darkness!

He didn't know where he had gone.

I don't know if I've come to the road.

I don't even know if I can really come to Haitang Chunyuan before I die.

The darkness is like an open abyss mouth, and he will be swallowed whole if he is not careful.

But don't think that the mouth is warm, moist and comfortable.

There.

It's hell!

It is a **** of fear and despair!

Just looking at it, the ghost felt that his soul was about to be torn to pieces.

During the march, the girl's voice rang in his ears several times.

"There is no need to fight anymore."

"Stop, it doesn't matter what you promise, I won't blame you."

"Wouldn't it be nice to just stay here with me?"

Too.

Maybe just find a place to lie down and wait for the last trace of heat in your body to dissipate, so you don't have to be accompanied by fear and despair.

At that time, he found a thick ice surface and sat down.

Once the tense muscles loosened, he felt himself wrapped tightly in the heat.

What a comfortable experience it was!

The ghost's eyes still could not be opened, but he saw the brilliant spring light through the darkness.

in front of you.

An ice sheet is no longer an ice sheet.

Snow mountains are no longer snow mountains.

Green willows sway in the wind by the warm stream.

Three or five children chased and made trouble.

Just three feet away from him, Pingting, a girl dressed in a plain and elegant veil, stood.

She was still the same as she was back then.

Her long lavender hair exuded a refreshing fragrance.

The girl doesn't speak, and the ghost doesn't speak either.

He slowly closed his eyes.

In the last moments of his life, he wanted to carve this picture into the depths of his soul.

But in this spring breeze, a hand gently tapped his shoulder.

"It's not time to fall asleep yet."

"Um?"

"It's not time to fall asleep yet."

It's still the same sentence.

The ghost's waist gradually straightened.

he…

Are you really going to fall asleep just now?

The ghost "opened" his eyes again. At this time, the spring light was gone, and the girl was gone. He was still in the darkness, and the north wind was still whistling in his ears.

But everything is completely different from before.

His divine sense was obviously unable to be released, but he could feel that there was an invisible person standing in front of him!

The man was saying to him, "Go this way."

"you…"

The ghost's body trembled violently.

He remembered!

The girl once told him that when she was plagued by the curse of immortality, there was always an invisible friend who supported her.

And later, the reason why the girl chose to understand her own life was because that invisible friend disappeared.

"why?"

The ghost did not follow the instructions of the "person".

He clenched his fists and shouted with all his strength, and there were seven parts of anger and three parts of puzzlement in his voice.

But what he did was just a waste of energy.

The only response to him was the sound of wind and snow.

He just stood there for a long time, and finally had to compromise.

Let's go.

While he still has the last bit of strength.

The ghost clenched the filth hidden in his sleeve like a knife.

He followed the invisible man like a corpse.

that's it.

For the rest of the journey, he never fell into a dangerous place again.

He also met a group of people, from which he learned that Haitang Chunyuan was right in front of him.

The ghost stopped.