The snow is still falling in the sky, and the sky is getting dark.

Although Watson didn't know if there would be danger at the bottom of the mountain, and he had never been down the mountain before, although he was not short of money, he didn't think about spending the night in a small town.

After buying spiritual tea and shoes for his master and uncle, he wanted to return to the temple before dark.

He thought about going down the mountain to see all the living beings, but because of the cold weather, he felt lonely.

Fortunately, the price of the elixir sold satisfied him. At least when he goes out next year, he doesn't have to worry about travel expenses.

Pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky, and the world became quiet.

There was thick snow on the mountain road, and there were no pedestrians anymore. Only the whistling wind reminded him to return to Yunqi Temple quickly, where he would be safe.

Walking on the mountain road, Watson's heart was already relaxed, because he had never heard his master say that there were bandits and killers appearing at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't look like a wealthy owner.

Huasheng has always been a very cautious person in the mountains these years. In addition, there are many eminent monks in Yunqi Temple. How can any secular person dare to go to the temple to cause trouble?

It took him less than an hour to get down the mountain, which would probably take a lot more effort.

The snow in the mountains had been falling for an unknown number of days, and the branches creaked under the weight. There was always a strange feeling in Watson's ears.

I stayed under the abyss for less than twenty days, and when I came out again, it was like a different world. It seemed that I could only ask the young monk about this matter.

If the world under the abyss is different, if I stay for two months this time, wouldn't half a year pass in the mountains in the blink of an eye?

The mountain road was difficult to navigate. Watson looked at the mountain road in front of him. Except for the snow and fog in the sky, he couldn't see Yunqi Temple in the mountains at all.

I am finally back, and I can rest peacefully for a few days before going under the abyss again.

It's windy and snowy on the mountain. In such weather, if a zombie practices under the abyss, I'm afraid he's the only one in the world who practices like this, right?

I wonder if my sister, like me, also went to explore a secret place.

A gust of wind passed by...

Suddenly he was startled and heard the sound of boots stepping on the snow from behind, followed by the sound of a bowstring.

In an instant, Watson threw himself into the snow on the left. No matter what, he had to avoid this danger behind him!

"Swish, swish, swish!" Three arrows shot through the air, carrying the sound of howling wind and snow, and shot into the snow that Watson had just passed by.

No, someone is staring at me.

Watson thought that he had an innate intuition of danger, and he avoided the killing arrow from the snowy wilderness in an instant!

Just as the bow and arrow sounded again behind him, Watson suddenly flew towards the woods beside the mountain road, shrouded in thick snow and fog, like a big bird.

Immediately afterwards, several suffocating sound of bows and arrows were heard in the mountains!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A dense sound of bows and arrows sounded from the back of the mountain road. This was the sound of iron arrows leaving the bowstring and piercing the wind and snow.

In just an instant, countless iron arrows flew towards Watson who was walking through the snow and fog in the mountains. One of the terrifying iron arrows in particular pierced Watson's left arm directly!

With a bang, Watson, who was walking through the snow and fog, was instantly pulled forward by the huge force of the iron arrow.

The injured Watson jumped among the trees in the snow. He was almost unable to get up again. With his strong physical strength, he once again swept towards the snow bushes on the left.

Watson lowered his body and lay under the snow-mist trees, circulating the infuriating energy in his body to eliminate the huge impact.

Looking at the iron arrow that passed through his right arm, he couldn't help but be a little shocked. This iron arrow was so powerful that it could even shoot through the third level of his arm.

Is this a killer or a bandit?

But he knew that it was his innate intuition of danger that allowed him to escape the disaster. The third level of the Formless Dharmakaya did not injure him enough that he lost the ability to move.

If it had been another person, he would have died long ago under the attack of this dense attack of iron arrows.

Hearing the whistling sound of bows and arrows from time to time in the mountains, he knew that the enemy must be fighting to the death, taking advantage of the fact that there was snow in the mountains and no one was passing by.

Several people came to kill him!

Such a powerful bow and arrow attack and the opponent's meticulous preparation made him feel a hint of death.

It was obvious that the enemies in the valley were targeting him in the small town at the foot of the mountain. For some unknown reason, he did not choose to take action until he set foot on the mountain road back to the temple.

But they obviously didn't expect that Watson's instinct for danger was so sensitive that he had already dodged the iron arrow in the wind before it could fly behind him.

Next, they had to hunt down the young man who escaped into the snow and fog!

Several more frightening sounds of bows and arrows being stringed came from the mountain road, accompanied by several shouts of scolding and several calls for conductors.

Whoosh!

The terrible iron arrows were shot again into the snowy bushes where Watson was hiding. Although the killer in the wind and snow couldn't see Watson's shadow clearly, he shot one iron arrow after another indiscriminately in the direction of Watson's escape.

The iron arrow lay hard on the cedar above Watson's head. With a loud bang, even the huge cedar was shot in half, and the thick snow covering it fell down.

This is such a huge power, it is either the power of the late Golden elixir or the Nascent Soul realm.

Watson lurked in the snowy bushes, feeling everything around him tremble in terror. An iron arrow pierced the snow and shot into the bushes less than half a foot away from his chest and abdomen.

Reaching out to remove the iron arrow stuck in the snow, Watson knew that he could no longer hide here, he wanted to fight back.

Until now, he still doesn't know who he offended?

Are they bandits or killers at the foot of the mountain? If it's for a few hundred gold coins, why do you need to send so many masters holding iron bows?

In order to kill a young monk in Yunqi Temple, he actually used iron arrows that can only be seen on the battlefield!

Not daring to sit still and wait for death, Watson took two breaths of cold air and got out of the bushes the moment the cedar fell.

This time, he chose the opposite direction and sneaked down the mountain.

He couldn't keep being shot like a wild boar. He had to get behind these guys and fight back from behind.

The assassins in the wind and snow did not expect to see the boy who was hit by the arrow, nor did they hear the screams in the wind. They kept looking upwards, but they did not expect that Watson had already fled in the opposite direction.

Watson, who was lying in the snow mist and walking through the trees, didn't dare to stop at all. He was like a wild beast running for his life in the snow. Before a group of assassins could react, they were already ten feet away.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless sharp iron arrows struck the place where Watson had previously hidden. Perhaps the assassin only saw the cedar falling but not the boy, so he shot the fatal arrow again.

Watson put on a white dress he had just bought from Shanxia, ​​and instantly blended into the gray snow and mist.

When a group of assassins were not paying attention, they quietly lurked on the mountain path dozens of feet down and slowly came up.

He held an iron arrow in his left hand, and already held the Demon-Conquering Sword in his right hand.

He did not dare to remove the iron arrow from his left arm. He had to wait until he returned to the temple to ask his master to help him.

Wearing a white shirt like snow mist, holding the demon-conquering sword, he walked up the mountain road step by step.

The screams of assassins came from the mountain road, and from time to time someone was delivering news while continuing to look for Watson who had disappeared in the snow.

When Watson saw this scene, his face became calmer and calmer, with a cruel smile in his indifference!

I'm not even afraid of ghosts and zombies under the abyss, so why should I be afraid of killers like you bandits?

He wants to fight back.

There was a pain in his left arm, and Watson gritted his teeth. He knew that only by resolving the crisis in the wind and snow could he return to the temple safely.

He believed that with his third level of golden elixir strength, no matter how many people came today, he would keep these guys on this long mountain road.

Since you assassinated me in the snow, don't blame me for treating you all like zombies.

He believed that even if there were more than a dozen people from the other party, if they wanted to find him who had escaped into the mountains and forests, they would have to spread out. Once you dispersed, you would have to spread out.

I will be able to kill you all, leaving no one behind.

The man in black in the snow bushes made several urgent calls, apparently having discovered Watson escaping into the snow and mist, and warned his companions to look for the young man in the snow again.

Because they knew that today's target was Watson. If Watson did not die, they would have been waiting in the town for several months in vain.

And if you still can't get the remaining reward, some people may even lose their heads.

The search of the men in black continued. In the snowy field, the sound of tapping snow could be heard, and a dozen men in black holding bows and arrows were searching nervously.

"Brother, is that kid running up the mountain? Let's look up!"

At this moment, the man in black standing on the mountain path and a dozen or so men in black among the trees in the snow and mist shouted.

As a result, several men in black immediately went to search the mountain road. In their opinion, maybe Watson had really gone up quietly.

"Crack!" With a sound, the man in black standing on the mountain road shouted these words, and a heavy sword passed through his chest.

He didn't even see Watson drawing his sword clearly behind him, so he fell heavily into the snow.

In despair, the man in black wanted to shout for help to his companions, but saw a flash of black light.

Blood spurted onto the snow on the mountain road. The man in black covered his neck and knelt down on the snow, holding a firework that failed to go off tightly in his right hand.

Watson didn't wait for the men in black to set off fireworks and ask for help from his companions. He wanted to deal with the men in black one by one on the long mountain road.

Putting away the space ring of the men in black, he felt that there were many masters among these men in black. If he didn't deal with them as soon as possible and waited for these guys to fight him face to face, he might just run for his life.

It seemed that his opponent really spent a lot of money. Looking at the fireworks in the hands of the man in black, he decided to change his approach.

Several different footsteps sounded in the snow. Watson simply lay down behind the man in black, nodded the fireworks in his hand, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ah!"

Amidst the whirring sound, two black figures flew over from the snow in the mountains, and followed the falling snowflakes towards the place where Watson was!
To be continued...