Feng Miaolian, since you dare to die with me, then I don’t care if I die with you. At least, I have to get a talisman...
This thought stimulated her blood all over. She was a Xianbei woman in her bones, with the rough and tough bloodline unique to the Xianbei people. She was as feminine as Emperor Hongwen, and she also had times when she broke out at any time, let alone her current situation, inside.
A sense of resentment was completely exposed, with a powerful evil and destruction...
People in the distance do not know the danger is coming at all. To be precise, they don’t care at all.
Bloody dusk, winter is cold. The heavy snow this year has already stopped, and the weather is dry and cold, especially after several consecutive sunny days, it shows a warm winter weather. The temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, especially at dusk, the surrounding area is bare.
,The leaves are piled up, walking on it, making a creaking and boring sound.
Pengcheng walked over quietly, maybe it was because the world was too silent, maybe it was because the dusk originally symbolized a different kind of death and coldness. Although there was no one in the field, she still walked very carefully, for fear of being anyone.
Discover.
However, she soon discovered that this worry was completely redundant, and there was no one around, not to mention a figure, even a hare. It was cold and cold, except for some huge pine and cypress, the common poplar trees in the north were almost all.
There are no leaves left, and the harvested date tree shows a strange desolation and sadness.
She still didn't relax her vigilance. In the distance, a small wooden house was already outside. It was the only place around where you could see green, dozens of tall trees surrounded by big trees. Pengcheng couldn't name it, but when you saw the towering sky
The momentum of the sacred place was understood why the place where he lived in seclusion was hidden in this place.
She sneered, not unfamiliar with this. However, she came here quietly in the dark at that time, and had never tried to sway here in broad daylight.
As we get closer, we can already see the main structure of the wooden house, the steep roof, the rough buildings... Maybe it was abandoned by the hunters when they were hunting.
At this time, the house was facing many abandoned grottoes in the front mountain. The craftsmen had already evacuated. The withered weeds and artemisiae all surrounded the entire surroundings, presenting a deep-dead atmosphere of death.