There are wind and snow in the valley, but I don’t know why it is far less cold than outside.

Heavy snow was like goose feathers, falling all over the ground, covering all the traces long ago, but Han Laoliu had released the road-exploring crane before, so he must have noticed something.

We quietly leaned over along the left side of the woods!

Although this ground is covered with heavy snow, many snowflakes remaining on the branches fall, and you can see at a glance that many people have just passed by here.

As soon as we walked a hundred steps, Han Laoliu suddenly stopped and signaled me not to speak.

We bent over and gently pushed aside the branches covered with snow, looking forward from afar.

But after seeing the big tree not far ahead, two legs were exposed.

The owner of the feet was wearing a light snow-proof suit and high snow boots, just like the corpses in the tunnel.

The only difference is that these two legs are moving, but the movement is very unnatural-

It was towering, as if it was lying on a big stone, twitching constantly.

At the same time, there was a very strange cracking sound behind the tree, which sounded like... something was gnawing at the bones.

I patted Han Laoliu on the shoulder and pointed my hand at the other side of the big tree. There was a constant stream of snow fog, as if something was constantly churning.

Han Laoliu made a gesture of surrounding, and I nodded, pinched the ghost-killing swords in my hand. I bent over and snatched from the other side. Han Laoliu also grabbed the ancient sword and surrounded it from the other side.

puff!

As soon as we approached, the snow around the tree exploded, and the snow fog rose up.

In the snow mist, a black shadow rushed out vaguely and swept towards me suddenly!

I quickly jumped and hid aside.

A shocking sound was heard! The black shadow sucked on the trunk next to it, shaking the tree violently, and large tracts of snow fell from the sky and covered head-on.

I didn't care about avoiding it at all, and I stared at the front with my eyes, but saw the black shadows swaying in the falling snow and rushing out!

It was not until this time that I saw it clearly that it was a big snake!

The snake's feet are as thick as a bucket, and its body is snow-white, with only a black stripe on its back.

It had a corpse in its mouth, but only two legs were left, as if it was disturbed by me, and was about to turn around and run away.

No wonder the posture of the two legs just now was so strange. It turned out that the snake was devouring!

Before I could chase after him, Han Laoliu suddenly jumped out of the front, and his sword fell.

A white light flashed by, and the big snake was immediately cut into two pieces in half.

He was extremely fast, and I didn't even see clearly how he made the hand, and the sword was already sheathed.

The snake broke into two pieces and rolled on the ground for a few times before it stopped moving. Bright red blood gushed out, dyeing a large piece of snow red. A fishy smell came to the nose, which was extremely disgusting.

I walked over and looked. There was a red light at the fracture of the two snake corpses, and ancient talisman seals were faintly emerging. It seemed that Han Laoliu's sword was no worse than that of a man in T-shirt.

"This is a larva of an Arctic python." Han Laoliu glanced at the snake corpse: "When this guy grew up, he could swallow walruses, polar bears, and even a big tiger shark could fight, but how could he appear here?"

"It seems that it didn't want to attack us at all, it was just preparing to escape. The valley was so dangerous that we didn't know anything. What if it caused other trouble?" His move was very neat, but it puzzled me.

"It is precisely because we don't know anything about this place." Han Laoliu glanced at me: "We have to make some noise so that we can attract all the guys here and see what they are."

"Hide quickly, someone is coming!" Suddenly, his face tightened, he grabbed my arm with one hand, jumped, and it actually jumped four or five meters on the ground, landing steadily on a big tree branch, without even a piece of snow falling.

"Cuckoo, Cuckoo!" A few cuckoo birds cried out suddenly in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, several night orioles sounds came from the opposite side.

Swish swish swish swish!

At the same time, except for the direction of the tunnel when we came, the other three sides heard hurried footsteps. The sound came very quickly. In just a few dozen seconds, six or seven figures approached.

We hid in the big tree and saw clearly that these people were all wearing white snow suits, their heads and faces were covered with tight faces, and they were holding submachine guns with white and yellow camouflage in their hands.

Their movements are extremely professional, with extremely comprehensive coverage angles between them, and they cooperate very well, with almost no blind spots. They should all be extremely talented professional soldiers.

They stopped near the snake corpse, and the five people remained in alert state and looked around with great cleverness. One of them approached to check the dead snake and the companion in the snake's mouth, and then pressed the communicator on their ears and whispered something.

But as soon as he was halfway through his words, his head fell down with a thunderous sound. His body, which had not yet reacted, shook and turned to the ground.

The five people around were shocked, but no one screamed. They just quickly found a hidden point and stared at the surroundings.

Puff! Puff puff!

A white light shone everywhere, and almost blinked around the five people's necks.

The five people immediately had their heads and died!

This group of such well-trained soldiers did not find out where their enemies were before dying, and they did not even have the chance to pull the trigger.

I looked at Han Laoliu in surprise, but he was also looking at Siwaii with caution, obviously it was not what he did!

"Hmph, I dare to come to the Demon Valley in just a few moments. I really don't know how to live or die." As soon as I finished speaking, two people walked over from a distance.

A thin and thin old man, wearing a shabby gray jacket, a pair of goatee that is half long and half long, wearing sunglasses and long hair, is no different from a fortune teller who is lying on the street.

"There are not many of these white devils left. According to me, I should have stewed them a spoonful of them long ago. Why do you have to work so hard!" Behind him was a great monk.

The valley was cold, but the monk was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, with his arms open, revealing a big belly covered with black hair, and a palm-sized "博" embroidered on his luminous head, which contrasted with the snow light and shining.

The two of them walked over one after another, looking at the dead bodies on the ground with disdain.

The monk curled his lips: "Old Dong is really a bit outrageous. Aren't it just a few white Japanese soldiers carrying fire sticks? No matter who we do, it's all a piece of cake, and it's necessary to have two people together?"

"Of course they don't need to worry too much, but our real opponent is coming soon, so it's better to be careful." The guy who seemed to be a fortune teller stroked his goatee.

"What real opponent? Are you referring to the little kid named Zhang? You can't see it? I'm afraid I can kill him alone, so why bother?" the monk replied.
Chapter completed!