The lingering sound of the singing boy's requiem lingers in the sky for a long time in the black needle pine forest. The only sound left in the world is the sound of nature, which is exceptionally quiet and peaceful.
The singing boy reopened his beautiful ice-blue eyes and looked away from the body of the Ice-toothed Leopard. After he finished the "May all living beings rest in peace" ritual, the wolves surrounded him behind him.
The singing boy thought that the wolves were almost hungry after walking for a while and would eat the ice-toothed leopard's carcass. To his surprise, every wolf in the wolf pack drank some ice-toothed leopard blood, raised its head, and then walked towards another patch of snow.
The polar red wolf has an extremely sensitive sense of smell. When the temperature in the ice-cursed land drops to the lowest level in history, most land creatures will choose to hide in their caves and eat the stored food to spend that period of time. This behavior is commonly known as "hibernation"; while the polar red wolf With a large group base, the food stored in the nest will be easily eaten up, so that group has evolved a nose that is so sensitive that it can accurately smell the smell of small creatures hiding in caves.
At this moment, a dozen or so polar wolves smelled the scent of meat buried in the snow and land to the east. The smell of the corpse was very fresh, as if the owner had not been dead for long. They surrounded the piece of snow, and more than a dozen pairs began to dig up the snow and soil.
The beautiful eyes of the singing boy widened slightly. He did not stop the wolves and allowed them to continue digging through the snow and soil to see what they could dig out.
Three minutes later, the cleared snow and soil piled up into a one-meter-high hill. In the deep brown hollow, lay the body of a ferocious horned beast.
Just when the wolves were about to pounce on the fresh and delicious meal, the singing boy suddenly spoke, and he shouted sternly in the language of the abyss: "Give him a break."
The movements of the wolves, including the wolf king, all stopped in place. No wolf dared to disobey the singing boy's order. The singing boy took a few steps forward and took a look at the body of the horned beast. His ice-blue eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and a sharp light shot out from the slit of his eyes.
The singing boy simply walked to the bottom of the pit, his red calves covering the horned beast's head. As soon as he sensed it, he discovered the mess outside the horned beast's body. There were a large number of small-area stab wounds on the head, neck, and chest, and there were measurable traces of splattered residue everywhere.
The singing boy frowned, and he spoke again, with clear anger in his clear and pleasant voice.
"It is true that I was eliminated by nature. I was full of anger and resentment before I died, and I never closed my eyes. It's a pity that he couldn't let me rest in peace with a song. But at least, he would help me get revenge."
After the singing boy finished speaking, he stood up and glared at the wolf king. The wolf king quickly retreated to the east, along with the pack of wolves, and knelt down on the ground.
"Then big horned beast, let's not even think about it."
The singing boy said calmly. Then he took a long breath and sang another ethereal song. The song spread to the snow-filled sky, and soon the snow eagle from the top of the western iceberg flapped its broad and majestic wings and flew to the high altitude of the black needle pine forest, and then quickly landed on the left arm raised by the singing boy.
The singing boy took a small piece of meat cut from the body of the ice-toothed leopard and fed it to Snow Eagle. Xue Ying bit into the meat and swallowed it. At the same time, the singing boy said gently beside Xue Ying: "Go ahead and use the heaven-given snow to hide your figure and use it as his eyes."
Snow Eagle tilted her head deftly, and her brown eyes flashed into the same ice blue as the singing boy. A second ago, the snow eagle suddenly flapped its wings and flew high, and its snow-red figure disappeared at the end of the fine flying snow in the blink of an eye.
The singing boy waved his leg to cancel the order to keep the wolves still. He walked to the wolf king's back and stayed there without moving even half a step towards the direction of the people.
The wolves waited for a while and started swimming. Seeing that they couldn't eat the meat of the horned beast, they chose to eat the meat of the ice-toothed leopard. Although the meat of the ice-toothed leopard is very unpalatable, a hundred times more difficult to swallow than the meat of the horned beast, it can at least be replenished.
The wolves were eating very efficiently. While the singing boy was waiting, they finished eating the huge ice-toothed leopard carcass until only a pale red skeleton remained.
Time is almost seamless. After the wolves finished replenishing their bodies, Snow Eagle's eagle vision connected to the singing boy found a suspicious target.
The eagle's eyes from high up looked down at the east for hundreds of meters, passing through the dense flying snow in the sky, passing through the sea of black needle pine leaves that blocked the layers, and found a human figure walking eastward in the black needle pine forest. biology. He wore snow-colored armor that blended in with the heavy snow, carried a bag and a long bow on his back, and hung a long knife on his waist.
"The soil of the Ice Curse will not breed that kind of indigenous people. Is that guy an intruder?"
The singing boy talks to himself. He saw the long knife hanging on the waist of the humanoid creature. He was almost certain to be the hunter who killed the horned beast and violated the rules of elimination of natural life!
Whatever the purpose and identity of that person is, the singing boy will not let him continue to do whatever he wants. Because of that incident, he happened to be hit by him.
"torch. "The singing boy slapped the Yidong Wolf King on the butt, and the Wolf King gave a howl to the pack and immediately took the lead and ran towards the east forest.
The wolves immediately accelerated to catch up. A group of more than ten polar red wolves nimbly shuttled through the snow and bushes of the black needle pine forest. Even in the forest with complex terrain and many obstacles, the wolves ran at speeds of up to 150 kilometers per hour.
The singing boy is always connected to Snow Eagle's eagle vision, and can determine the intruders and their location at any time. Now the distance between them is less than 1 kilometer to the east, and it will take another 40 to 50 seconds before they meet the intruder himself.
The blowing snow and cold wind blew against the singing boy's red hair and made his sleeves rustle. The fire of anger at the intruder burned brighter in his chest, like someone who realizes that a rat has entered the house to steal food and now finally finds the rat's lair.
500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters. Without the eagle vision of a snow eagle, Ruming can pinpoint the location of an intruder with the sharp sense of smell of a polar red wolf. Just before the wolves were about to break through a bush and rush into the intruder's face, the singing boy quickly flew away from the wolf king's back and jumped behind a black needle pine.
In an instant, the pack of polar red wolves led by the Wolf King quickly jumped over the heads of the bushes. They stared fiercely ahead, with both claws ready to kill because they were sure that the scent of the intruder was in that bush. Behind the bush!
After all the dozen or so polar red wolves landed on all fours, the wolves were dumbfounded. They were shocked to find that there was nothing in the red snow in front of them, not to mention not even a human footprint. The intruder's breath had been connected from one end of the intruder's body to the other. Their sensitive noses seemed to have been interrupted without warning at a certain 0.1 just now.
A dozen polar red wolves looked around to search for the intruders who were nearby. At the same time, the singing boy who had the foresight to break away from the larger target wolf pack continued to watch Snow Eagle's eagle eye view.
The eagle's eyes looked eastward, except for the black-needle pine trees everywhere, there were only a dozen polar wolves in the snow, and there were no intruders in the sky, trees or ground.
The singing boy admitted that his attention was indeed distracted at the moment before the wolves were about to chase the intruder. He never expected that the intruder, who was so immortal, would seize the opportunity of his negligence and suddenly restrained his breath and hid it. .
Is the intuition of that guy with unknown origin really terrifying? No wonder he dares to go deep into the land of ice curse alone. The singing boy couldn't help but think that he had really made a mistake and should have let the polar wolves lurk close to the intruder.
"Tell me who I am or die."
A voice as cold as stone suddenly sounded from behind the singing boy. The moment the singing boy heard the unfamiliar voice, his pupils contracted violently and the hair on his body stood up. He felt a slight chill on his neck and glanced east.
The singing boy saw a three-foot blade with a measurable amount of silver surging. The blade was close to his neck, and it stopped 1 centimeter away in front of his neck, just short of being destroyed by a single thought.
The singing boy had no idea why he was so popular. He clearly didn't hear any sound, nor did he sense any changes in the airflow. His back was close to the thick tree trunk. Why did the intruder suddenly appear behind him? The ability to sense danger in advance did not work at all, and the blade was clearly close to him.
"The trunk of the black needle pine. If that thick trunk hadn't blocked the abnormal airflow, he shouldn't have been so close."
The singing boy forced himself to calm down. At that moment, the long knife came close to the liquid base again. The cold blade directly touched his hair. The coldness, which was colder than the snow, stimulated the capillaries on the surface of the skin, making him The cold-sensing nerves that had not worked for a long time were awakened.
"He...he is not the owner of that land. I, the intruder, killed the creatures in his land..."
Wu Qi directly cut half a centimeter in with the long knife, and blood suddenly appeared on the neck of the singing boy. His body froze completely, as if there was some hidden force at work, mercilessly taking away the strength from his fingertips.
"It turns out that there is a third-level life. He warned me in advance that I was not allowed to look back or say anything irrelevant to his problem."
The singing boy resisted the fear that gradually spread through his body and said "Yeah". He promised Wu Qi on the surface, but secretly made a small move - changing the visual field of Sa to Xue Ying's field of vision again.
When he "looked down" again, there were only a dozen polar wolf corpses left in the middle of the empty snow. Every time, the wolf's jaw is penetrated to the outside of the skull by a sharp object, causing direct brain damage and death. Among them, the Wolf King has a third-level life, and still escaped from the east field where he was instantly killed.
The singing boy's mind was spinning, and he wanted to communicate with Xue Ying to change the angle of view to see clearly the true face of the intruder who held him hostage. His vision suddenly went dark for a second, and he couldn't see anything after that.
No! The snow eagle is at an altitude of more than 500 meters...
The severe pain, warmth and smell of blood came too late, and the singing boy realized that not only the Snow Eagle who helped him scout the ground was killed, but he himself was turned blind.