076 Mainland master
Agui felt as if he had suddenly fallen into the ice water. The coldness was like a bone-piercing silver needle, pierced through all the pores of his body. Even if he was wearing bearskin clothes, the goose bumps all over his body still protruding from his skin one by one. If it hadn't been two strands of heat on his chest and back, the Agui would have been frozen and fainted. It's over.
A ghost can feel that he is being caught under his armpit and running fast, but no matter how hard he tries, his frozen neck can't turn. In addition to seeing the scenery in front of him, he doesn't know who caught him!
"What a fast speed! This guy is simply flying!" The ghost couldn't help but be curious about this mysterious man. After such a while, the mysterious man had run from the town under the mountain to the forbidden circle. When he went up the mountain, the hairy horse ran for two or three hours, and this guy actually ran down in less than half an hour!
From the small trees and snow ghosts that are constantly blown down by the strong wind, you can imagine how powerful this mysterious man is running. He is like a tyrannical cold wind in the north, mixed with snowflakes across the earth in an instant. "This is the real strong man!" The ghost muttered in his heart. Compared with this mysterious man, the silver wolf king, who is already a god, is simply a silver-haired turtle. This mysterious man wants to catch up with the silver wolf king!
The mountain people guarding the forbidden circle didn't even see anyone. The mysterious man was like a sudden wind, roaring across the dense pine forest and disappearing in the dark...
I don't know how far the mysterious man had run. When the ghost's purple pupil was shaken by the constantly flashing scenery, the mysterious man suddenly stopped, and the defenseless ghost was like a knight who didn't have time to catch the rein of the horse and was suddenly thrown out.
With a muffled sound, the stiff ghost fell to the ground like a dead pig. Fortunately, the ground was full of snow and fallen leaves. If he pressed the stone, he would be miserable.
The cold slowly disappeared, and the ghost's stiff body gradually recovered. He turned over while spitting out the debris choking into his mouth. Purple pupils were not affected by the light at all, and he suddenly saw the mysterious man standing behind him.
The finely polished leather coat is cut very well, just like a southern silk clothes tightly attached to the body. A pair of slightly thick lips in the short black beard are tightly squeezed, the tall nose is slightly eagle hooked, and a pair of eyes are shining in the dark. The ghost praised in his heart: "This man has an eagle. Ordinary eyes!"
This man has a pair of resolute and serious faces, but those bright eyes even in the dark render this face brilliantly. The ghost can't help but drink again in his heart. The man's handsomeness is not as good as the golden fox Schonort, and at the same time, he has the maturity and stability that Schonort does not have. It makes people trust at a glance.
Agui looked up and down again. There was a snow-white frost flower on the shoulder of this mysterious man, which showed how fast he ran just now. Agui quickly looked at his legs a few more. Unexpectedly, he did not have strong muscles and looked very well-proportioned. The whole person stood there like a snowy poplar tree, revealing his strong spirit from the inside out. Dry breath.
"Have you seen enough?" The mysterious man's words are a little low, which is in line with his middle-aged identity.
"Uncle, why did you arrest me?" Although he was caught by the mysterious man and ran so far, the ghost had no hostility to him and opened his mouth to get close to the people.
The middle-aged man was obviously stunned by the title of uncle, and then immediately snorted angrily, "Dark apostle, don't you look down on the strong people in our world at all?"
"Have you recognized the wrong person? I'm not a dark apostle. I'm all talking nonsense by the woman in leather clothes who refuses to show her face!" Agui sat up cross-legged, gently pulled the debris on the bear skin, and said helplessly, "That strange woman doesn't know why she always framed me."
"How can the maid of the Ice and Snow God Religion frame you? Is it a dark apostle? Just try it and you will know!" The mysterious man snorted coldly and stamped his palm on the ghost's chest!
Agui instinctively crossed his hands to protect his chest, supported by steel and iron bones. The other party took turns to hit it with a heavy hammer, and Agui was also confident to follow!
There was a soft sound in the quiet woods, and the mysterious uncle gently patted the ghost's arms, and a piercing cool air suddenly splashed on the ghost's chest like a basin of ice water!
Agui snorted and was directly pushed two or three meters away. This time, it was really like a huge hammer hitting the chest. The huge thrust made Agui feel like he was holding a hammer straight on his chest. The two arms did not stop the other party's palm at all! The most terrible thing is that the cold feeling suddenly spread from the ghost's chest!
The delicate thorn rose suddenly trembled. The spirit of the ghost flowed out of the spiritual sea like running water. In an instant, it penetrated through the thorn rose from the ghost's body, and drew some special energy from the surrounding trees and plants to reflect back, and directly penetrated into the tattoo of the thorn rose. The warm current quickly dispersed from the ghost's chest and easily dispersed the cold currents that were everywhere.
All this was completed in an instant. Agui only felt that his chest was cold and then hot. The cold that hit his chest not only disappeared immediately, but his whole body also felt warm.
"What?" The mysterious man stared at the ghost and asked, "Why are you an apostle of the natural god?" This is obviously the purest natural power!"
"I don't know, but I'm really not a dark apostle..." The ghost is a little suspicious of the dark sun on his back. Will it be caused by this damn thing?
"The goddess of ice and snow religion has never given wrong instructions. Young man, do you have anything to hide from me?" The middle-aged man took two steps forward, and his eagle-like eyes stared at the ghost.
Even God can't see the answer from a pair of eyes that do not reveal emotions, and the middle-aged man was finally deceived by the strange eyes of Agui.
"Although I don't have any hostility to you, you need to stay with me for a while..." The middle-aged man walked to the ghost and smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, boy, you will gain a lot by following me."
"Uncle, who are you? With such a high achievement, you must not be an ordinary person!" When the ghost saw the middle-aged man put down his hostility and asked the other party's name for the first time.
"I'm just an ordinary warrior. You can call me Beckman, but don't call me uncle!" The middle-aged man raised his head and looked around, then pointed forward and said, "Go that way. Let's find a place to spend the night."
The woods in the dark were not difficult for Agui and Beckman. They soon came to the place chosen by Beckman, a slightly empty place in the woods. "Are we going to spend the night here?" The ghost asked doubtfully.
"Ha ha, boy, if you don't know the north, I'll teach you a lesson today to show you how to spend the night in the cold forest in the north!" Beckman smiled and kicked on the trunks around him. In an instant, the thick snow on the tree fell like an avalanche, so scared that the ghost quickly jumped to one side.
After a muffled sound, the snow on the ground quickly reached a depth of more than one meter. The ghost had never played with snow before and had never camped in this cold place, so he thought that Beckman would take him to find a leeward place to light a fire. Unexpectedly, the uncle actually made a lot of snow again. He was really confused. How do northerners spend the night outside?
"Learn, boy!" As Beckman spoke, he patted the snow with his hand, and then cut the compacted snow into snow bricks with just one branch like a trick.
"There is not much snow on the branches, so even if it snows in the middle of the night, it can help us block a lot of snow, so that you don't have to worry about being buried alive in it..." Beckman said, slowly turning up the snow bricks one by one, and occasionally he painted some gaps directly with a handful of snow.
The ghost watched Beckman get a hemispherical snow house in less than ten minutes!