Chapter 470: Memory Recovery—Destroying Heaven and Earth
Behind the dead tree, Yan Xiaoyi clenched his hands and looked closely at the running Tian Xiangyu with a pair of sparkling eyes.
"This snowman is so weak, why did it fall down? It would be great if there were other snowmen, so that both of them would be buried here."
Just as Yan Xiaoyi was thinking about it, the surrounding ground began to tremble again, and the surrounding environment was also changing accordingly.
Yan Xiaoyi looked around, her eyes as bright as stars!
God is really helping me! Yan Xiaoyi was so happy that she even hid her body. Fortunately, she was wearing white clothes, which happened to blend in with the surrounding snow. I'm afraid it's impossible to tell them apart from these snowmen.
I saw four or five snowmen suddenly emerging from the ground. Although they were not as big as the fallen snowman, they were still 1.178 meters tall, with a round body, a broom in each hand, and eyeballs.
It's like it's made of black pearls, spinning back and forth.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Tian Xiangyu.
Originally, Tian Xiangyu was dressed in red and looked particularly dazzling on the white ground, so the four snowmen all focused on Tian Xiangyu.
At this time, Tian Xiangyu had a worried and anxious look on her face, because Yan Xiaotong was completely missing, not even a shadow could be seen in this vast white area.
The original purple eyes had turned into blood red at this moment, just like the red clothes he was wearing, and the cold wind blew by, making people tremble all over.
I saw the four or five snowmen trembling towards Tian Xiangyu. Tian Xiangyu, who was looking for the child, also felt it. He quickly glanced around and his eyes became bloodthirsty.
I don’t know when there was a dagger in my hand, and the cold dagger went straight towards the snowman with a cold light...
Only "swish", "kack" and "puff" could be heard. Countless snowflakes were blown up by the cold wind, and grains of white snow fell on the snow, once again covering the snow with a layer.
When she looked closely at the red color, it was so dazzling, and the four or five round snowmen that originally walked towards her had become as thin as a hemp pole.
"Ah..." Tian Xiangyu yelled and waved his dagger towards the four or five snowmen again. Isn't it just a snowman that has been injected with spiritual power? After all, it is just a snowman, huh, anyway.
They were made of white snow, and she didn’t believe they couldn’t be beaten away.
"Humph, you are just looking for death." Behind the dead tree, Yan Xiaoyi looked at the manic Tian Xiangyu with disdain.
There was a loud "boom", countless snowflakes flew up, and pieces of white snow fell from the sky.
"Yu'er..." Yan Xiaotong called out in a weak voice, causing Tian Xiangyu to turn her head.
Looking around, Yan Xiaotong saw a lot of white snow next to him. It looked like the white snow left behind by the explosion of the huge snowman.
Looking at Yan Xiaotong again, his little face turned purple for a while, his lips were a little irritated, and his dark hair was all covered with snowflakes. Tian Xiangyu walked up to Yan Xiaotong in three steps and stretched out her hand to remove the hair on his head.
The snowflakes were knocked away, and he held his little hand and couldn't help but sigh.
"Huh... Is the little boy feeling better?" Tian Xiangyu blew hot air while observing Yan Xiaotong's face.
Yan Xiaotong shook his head and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, just a little cold."
"Is it still cold?" Tian Xiangyu reached out and held Yan Xiaotong in her arms, hugging him tightly, using her body to keep Yan Xiaotong warm.
Yan Xiaotong bit his lower lip and looked behind the dead tree with his dark eyes...