In the deserted snow, two figures lowered their heads and wandered aimlessly.
As Si Xiaonan walked, he rubbed the snow on the ground with the toes of his shoes out of boredom, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and yawned.
"Leng Xuan, we have been moving at full speed for so long, shouldn't it be time to sit down and take a rest?" Si Xiaonan blinked.
"Well, I'm a little tired too." Leng Xuan replied without changing his expression.
"Have you brought any dry food with you?"
"……No."
"Then let's look around and see if there's anything to eat."
Si Xiaonan's eyes looked around and landed on a gray-white yurt at the foot of the mountain in the distance. It seemed to be similar to a yurt in appearance, but it had some unique ethnic flavor.
Outside the yurt, a few cows and sheep were tied up, shaking their heads leisurely.
Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
The two of them quickly and silently approached the yurt.
At this moment, a herdsman happened to come out from behind the door in the yurt. He was slightly startled when he saw the two people who suddenly appeared at the door of his home.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
He subconsciously took a step back and reached out to protect the three children behind him.
The three children were all very cute, dressed in eye-catching ethnic costumes, with big black and pure eyes, looking curiously at the two uninvited guests.
Si Xiaonan frowned.
She reached out and touched her nose, "Kill them all."
Leng Xuan's figure dragged out an afterimage, knocked out everyone in the yurt at a speed that made people unable to react, and then kicked over the big pot in the center of the yurt, spilling all the goat milk boiling inside.
Come out and simulate the sound of blood splattering.
The sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, and Si Xiaonan breathed a sigh of relief.
She bent down helplessly and bowed apologetically to the fainted herdsman and three children. Then she quickly took a few scones and a pot of soju on the table, took out a hundred-yuan bill from her arms, and put it on the table.
on the desktop.
After finishing all this, Si Xiaonan gave Leng Xuan a look, and the two of them exited the yurt at the same time.
"Don't leave any traces, let's burn the house together." Si Xiaonan touched his nose again.
"good."
Leng Xuan pretended to lean his hand with Loki's ears against the fire, pretending that the yurt had been burned down, and then turned around and left.
It's not that they want to make things so troublesome, but they have to do it.
Loki's ear grows on Leng Xuan's hand, which means that Loki, who is far away in Asgard, can monitor what's going on here at any time. Once he feels that something is wrong, he can plant it in an instant.
Si Xiaonan, who had obtained the soul contract, was obliterated.
Facing a suspicious and deceitful god, the two of them had to face everything with the most caution... For example, those who saw their true appearance must not be left alive.
After getting the food, the two of them started their journey of making food.
Si Xiaonan was eating sesame seed cakes and rubbing his feet hard on the ground, making the sound of running hard.
Leng Xuan waved his right hand wildly with no expression on his face, letting the whistling wind blow through the Loki's ear on the back of his hand. He didn't care if Loki would be tired of hearing this sound, anyway, it was left by him.
Down.
It seems good to disturb Loki's good mood?
Suddenly, Si Xiaonan seemed to sense something and cupped Leng Xuan with his hand. The latter immediately understood, stopped swinging his right hand, and touched the belt behind him. The next moment, two simple fire guns appeared in front of him.
in the hands of.
Si Xiaonan's eyes swept around, and finally settled on nothingness, narrowing slightly.
"Hide your head and show your tail?"
"Huh? Can you spot me?" A man in black was outlined out of nothingness, his fluent English was mixed with surprise, "He is indeed Loki's agent... Vigilance is not like Gaia's agent.
No one can compare."
Si Xiaonan's brows furrowed even more tightly.
She has lived in Asgard for so long, so of course she understands English, but the accent of the man in front of her seems a bit strange.
"Don't be nervous. My name is Singh. I come from the Indian Celestial Temple and am the agent of the demon god Asura." The man took the initiative to extend his palm and said with a smile, "You are also sent by Asgard to find Kunlun Mountain and explore Daxia.
Isn’t God imaginary?”
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Si Xiaonan replied coldly.
"We can join forces." Singer said sincerely, "In the early years, when Lord Loki came to the Temple of Heaven to deliver a message to Asgard, he met the man I represented a few times and we were considered friends.
In addition, the four major divine kingdoms have now joined forces, and we are now considered allies.
Allies should help each other, right?"
Looking at Singh's smiling face, Si Xiaonan not only didn't feel comfortable, but felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.
There is something wrong with this man.
Si Xiaonan was about to refuse, but after thinking carefully for a moment, he fell silent.
Now it seems that not only Asgard, but other divine kingdoms have also sent agents to sneak into the Pamir Plateau, trying to explore the reality of the Great Xia God by entering the Kunlun Mountains. Although she and Leng Xuan are acting badly now,
That can only cover the eyes of one Asgard, and spies from other major kingdoms of gods will still pose a threat to Daxia.
But what if...she is secretly stumbling upon other agents?
One conspiracy after another flashed through Si Xiaonan's mind.
"Okay." Si Xiaonan changed his original indifferent expression and smiled, "Then let's join forces."
She took Singh's right hand.
A hint of surprise flashed in Singh's eyes, and he smiled, "Since we are allies, shouldn't we tell each other our names?"
"Agent Loki, Si Xiaonan."
Singer looked at Leng Xuan behind her.
"He is not an agent, he is just my servant, and he is mute." Si Xiaonan said without changing his expression.
Leng Xuan looked down at his toes and remained silent.
…
The dim light of dawn tears through the darkness and slowly rises from the end of the horizon.
On the cliff of the snowfield, Lin Qiye opened his eyes again and looked at the earth beneath him, with complex colors appearing in his eyes.
At the bottom of the cliff, a one-eyed boy wearing cold weather clothing finished eating a mouthful of compressed biscuits and calmly raised his head, looking up at the nearly vertical cliff in front of him.
He stretched out his hand and was about to touch the surface of the cliff when a faint voice came from the top of the cliff.
"I advise you to take a rest before climbing this mountain again."
Hearing Lin Qiye's voice, Lu Baoyou paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his head.