Chapter 272 Prank Forest

Han no longer said anything. He cut his wrist with a knife, sprinkled blood on the sky and earth, and then drew a horizontal line the width of the doorway on the snow with his fingers. All right. You can cross this line and reach all directions. He said.

Ah? All right?"

It shouldn't be so simple, right? It shouldn't be a black hole with space cracking, or a flower arch shrouded in glory, at least some music to set it up.

"Thank you, let's go." Xuguang took Junyi's hand and crossed the horizontal line on the snow. Junyi followed her suspiciously and raised his legs to cross the line of random painting.

When touching directly above the horizontal line, she saw ripples in the air, fluctuating all the way to a high place in the sky to the invisible end.

It's not the fluctuation of air, but the space moving.

The top of the horizontal line is as hard as a finger-thick iron block, which is difficult to pass through. Junyi's one leg came over, his head came over, and his back body felt stuck and unable to move.

"I forgot to tell you that you should pass through it quickly, otherwise it will be easy to get stuck."

"Say it early, big brother!!" Junyi is going to cry. She won't be stuck between two spaces forever, will she?

"Don't be afraid, work hard!"

Xuguang grabbed her hand at this end and pulled Junyi over like a tug-of-war. Due to the huge inertia, he couldn't stand firmly and rushed to Xuguang, and the two fell on the pure white snow without footprints.

This is an ancient contract. At the time of a hundred years, it calls its hometown with the blood flowing in the body. It will hear the call of its people in all directions. It follows the temperature of the blood to the people who want to go home. As long as the person draws a line on the ground, that line is the door to go home.

Open the door and get home.

Junyi walked through this door and came to an unimaginable world.

The snow is still snow.

The forest is still a forest.

But the snow not only sprinkled from the sky, but also flew up from the ground, spinning and playing, chasing and playing. As soon as Junyi and Xuguang came in, they were happy to find two new playmates. Countless small snowflakes lined up to form a lively curve and spiral up from Junyi's feet, and some small snowflakes from the team. Flying out, like the magic powder sprinkled by the little fairy.

Junyi looked at the snowflakes hovering around him in amazement and bit himself to make sure it was not a dream.

However, they are not so polite to Xuguang. Countless flying and playing small snowflakes form a big snowball as if they were guided, mercilessly smashing Xuguang down.

"The aura of all directions is abundant, and the snowflakes fly when they have spirituality. The little snowflakes that get the opportunity will think about the meaning of life and become snow elves," Xuguang crawled out of the snowdrift and said, "This is also the way they welcome people from all directions."

"But why do they treat you and me differently?" You want to ask.

"I don't know. There is a difference between men and women." Xuguang is full of confidence.

"Do they have a high spirituality and already know how to distinguish between men and women?" You doubt it.

Suspicion is right. Xuguang lied again. The snowflake ball turned into a snowball and hit him not because of his man. In fact, it was because Xuguang offended them fiercely last time. Even the little snowflake with only a little spirituality remembered his hatred. As for how to offend him, he had to whisper behind Xuguang in the back in the future.

Although the little snowflake is weak in spirit and only knows how to fly, the hatred for Xuguang has been trained as their instinct by the snow elves.

The snowflakes in all directions are spiritual, and the snowflakes are dancing with their lives.

The forests in all directions also have spirituality.

Junyi saw a cedar that seemed to move. She tilted her head and peeked at it. No matter how she looked at it, the branch was moving slightly, as if it was wadding to her. Curiously, she stepped on the snow and walked to the snow pine to look closely.

"Be careful!" Xuguang wanted to remind her.

"Ah, what are you careful about?"

"That cedar..."

It's too late. The cedar shook its branches and leaves. Countless snowflakes fell from it and directly buried Junyi in the snow. There were other trees next to the cedar. In winter, the leaves fell out and could not see what tree it was. Unexpectedly, they shook the branches back and forth to laugh at Junyi.

Xuguang quickly pulled Junyi out of the snow, "This cedar is famous for its love to play tricks on people. He saved snowflakes and led other stupid creatures under the tree to tease them."

"I didn't say it earlier." Junyi took out a large snowball from her neck, and she was covered with snow. "Who do you think is stupid? I... I think it's lonely that they can't move around. I'll play with them for a while!" He joked and whispered, "They can't walk around, can they?"

The Eight Sides, also known as the Little Fairyland.

Everything here is spiritual.

Junyi saw a snowman not far away from the snowman. He looked quite familiar. He thought that when he was buried, he was just this cute. He must also be a person who was teased and buried by cedar. Junyi immediately ignored the wet clothes and walked to the snowman with a shallow foot in the snow: "Some people there were also teased. I'm going to pull him out."

Xuguang grabbed her and shook her head, "It's different."

"Never mind!" Junyi has made up his mind, "I must pull him out and laugh at him."

"..." is just to laugh at others.

When the snowman heard the movement here, he looked back and saw Junyi and Xuguang. He was shocked and turned into a black smoke and wanted to run away. When she turned around, the snow on her face fell a lot, and Xuguang recognized her, "Poppy?"

Junyi felt that the snowman was familiar, and he also recognized the black smoke: "Poppy? It's poppy, don't run! Xuguang, go and catch her!"

"Ok, close the door and let me go~" Xuguang caught up with the black smoke in the air, threw a piece of wooden spiritual power around, and the spiritual power turned into a rattan to tie the black smoke back.

The poppy body is a plant with the least resistance to the spiritual power of wood. It is thrown on the snow and has no choice but to appear in human form and lie on the snow silently.

Junyi walked over to stab her face with his index finger and picked up a pinch of hair to look, "It's really a poppy. It feels the same!"

The poppy caught fire and said, "Little girl, don't touch me with your dirty hands."

"Well," Junyi was more sure, "it's the same tone that looks down on me."

Poppy ignored her and struggled on the snow, "Let go of me, I'm not your favorite."

"Poppy, how did you get in? Did you come in from the door opened by the bodyguard Han? You want to ask.

Poppy twisted his face, and his eyes slid from Junyi's face to the snow, and said sullenly, "Yes."

Xuguang saw that she was lying and did not break it.

"Strange, didn't you say not to come in? You also said that there are man-eating monsters everywhere, which is very terrible."

"I said that monsters eat people here, but I'm not human." Poppy argued strongly.

"Well, yes, it seems to make sense." Junyi asked, "Since you are here, do you want to join us?"

"No!" No!" Poppy and Xuguang said at the same time.

"Why? How lively it is..."

"No, just don't!" No, just don't!" Poppy and Xuguang said at the same time.

Junyi knew that Xuguang and Poppy were really in good together. Obviously, they received a spiritual pet, but they didn't feel like receiving a spiritual pet at all. It was simply a spiritual pet for Xuguang.

So - she squatted alone on the snow and drew circles silently. Xuguang ignored her and walked aside and didn't know what to do.

"Is there an inn near here?" After a while, Junyi felt that the wet clothes were so cold. Although the repairman was not easy to get sick, it was not okay to be so cold. She looked around. Except for the snowflakes and the woods, the sky gradually darkened. She just missed the good of the house, as well as the warm bath water and hot rice.

"There is no one nearby. The nearest inn will take three days."

"So what should we do now? Where are we going? God, my eyes are blackened. Don't leave me in the wilderness..." Junyi sucked his nose and hugged Xuguang's thighs.

"Let's spend the night here now. We'll take you to a good place tomorrow." Xuguang clenched his fist with four fingers and pointed his thumb behind him.

You thought he meant the direction he was going tomorrow, so he said tonight: "Ah, here..."

"No? You also said it was in the wilderness, so can we ask not to be too high? If it really doesn't work, I'll find another way. If it doesn't work, I'll take you to the inn?" Xuguang narrowed his eyes.

Junyi shrank her neck, and she hurriedly said, "Ok, I'll figure it out." I don't know anything when I first came here, and my cultivation is not good. I live on this god, and I can't offend.

She wanted to take out the tent sleeping bag, but found that everything had been sent to the portable space (ring). She turned around and wanted to build a snow house to avoid it. However, the snowflakes here could not be piled up. The snowflakes thought that you were coming to play with them, and even flew still on the ground and happily surrounded you. Fly and dance.

"Do you still want to play?"

"No, I'm not playing. I'm working hard. Can I come up with these trees?" If the snow house doesn't work, Junyi will think of the wooden house. Of course, the wooden house will not be built for a while. Just make a "zig"-shaped shed to avoid the wind and snow. In this way... A tree should be enough. She smiled with her bent eyes and looked at the cedar teasing her. The pranky cedar trembled all over and fell a lot of snow.

"Hmm?" Xuguang reacted. Junyi didn't seem to see anything wrong. She was going to build a shed by herself. Xuguang pointed behind him and shouted, "Don't be busy. Look here."

"Where are you looking?" Junyi turned around and looked through the cracks of the little snowflakes flying around him. It seemed that there was nothing. Xuguang asked himself to see something.

"What's your look? Isn't this tent built?" Xuguang went over to pull Junyi up and put her hand on the tent he said, "Did you see it this time?"

There is really something, not the "imperial's new clothes", and it is not the tent mentioned in Xuguang. It is a house built with the remnant wing butterfly silk, which can resist the attack of the golden elixir practitioners. It is white, like marshmallow, and there are doors and windows, and there are carved decorations on the windows, which are actually very beautiful. Youyi turned around, big, especially Big, I took many steps to walk behind the house.

Because it is not easy to see as white as snow, Junyi never dreamed that Xuguang could build a pure white house here in a short time, so he didn't notice it.

"How can you build a house with butterfly silk?" Isn't this the ability of the remnant-winged butterfly?