Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven
Chapter 319 The Age of Navigation 24
Chapter 319 The Age of Navigation 24
[Host, someone else has come in! 】
The system suddenly issued a reminder.
"If someone comes in, it's okay." Qingchi doesn't mind that this out of place dress is seen by others, and she broke into this space only after she has a purpose. She wants to take the water spirit bead, so there may be many people who want to stop her look at yourself.
So she doesn't mind if they see it, no one can get out alive anyway.
Qingchi continued to walk up, walked two steps and heard the movement and looked back, someone also fell into this space.
However, she was not as chic as when she came in. She fell into the snow and hadn't even dug her head out yet.
Qingchi ignored him and continued walking on his own.
The man who just came in stood up from the snow in embarrassment, looked around, and his eyes were fixed on Qingchi who was walking in front and was dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes.
In the vast white snow, Qingchi's red dress is too eye-catching, and...how can anyone wear such beautiful clothes these days?
The man glanced at the rags on his body, feeling ashamed of himself.
But soon he realized that he came here to strengthen himself, and he must not let others take the lead, so he hurried to chase after Qingchi.
As soon as he lifted his leg, the man felt pressure all over his body. No wonder the woman in the red dress in front walked step by step. When it was his turn, he couldn't move at all.
The pressure on Qing Chi was also very heavy, but his posture was still very chic, walking in the snow like a stroll.
The two of them were not the only ones who came in, and several more people entered this space one after another, and then climbed up with all their might.
But no one is as relaxed as Qingchi, and they can't catch up with Qingchi at all.
One of them was in a hurry, and immediately used his ability to hold Xue Hua, an ice spike appeared in his hand, and hit Qing Chi.
Sensing the attack behind him, Qing Chi dodged sideways lightly, still ignoring them and walking up with all his heart.
There are not many peaks out of the sea, and it doesn't take much time to reach the top.
It's just that as Qingchi went up step by step, the pressure on his body became more and more intense, and at the same time, snowflakes floated in the space, but the snowflakes were as sharp as knives.
Qingchi raised his hand and drew the dharma pattern to protect himself from those blade-like snowflakes.
The people below were not so comfortable, and after a while there were bursts of wailing, leaving a lot of bloodstains on their bodies.
But they refused to back down, and the temperature in the space was very low, and those people with very few clothes were shivering from the cold. It was not easy to walk, but now their legs and feet were almost numb from the cold.
"Hey! Stop!" Not reconciled to Qingchi drifting away, someone suddenly called Qingchi loudly.
Qingchi's face turned cold, and he turned his head to look at the person who made the sound, and continued to draw the dharma pattern in his hand.
Even if those people were attacked by Snowflakes before, their bodies were in pain, and their voices were somewhat controlled.
Although the whole world has turned into a vast ocean, they still remember some common sense from the old era, and they still know the fate of shouting on the snow-capped mountains.
The person who was nearby went straight over and knocked down the yelling person with his fist.
And Qingchi's ears had already heard the sound of the snow layer loosening. Looking up, the snow layer on the top of the mountain cracked, and a large snow block began to slide down.
And it drove the surrounding snow layer to crack and slide down, and the snowflakes rolled like waves after a while.
With one hand tattooed as a shield in front of him, Qing Chi bent his knees and squatted down. Bloody streamers gathered at the tip of his other finger, lifted the snow layer, plunged straight into the ice layer below, and then grasped the ice layer.
(End of this chapter)
[Host, someone else has come in! 】
The system suddenly issued a reminder.
"If someone comes in, it's okay." Qingchi doesn't mind that this out of place dress is seen by others, and she broke into this space only after she has a purpose. She wants to take the water spirit bead, so there may be many people who want to stop her look at yourself.
So she doesn't mind if they see it, no one can get out alive anyway.
Qingchi continued to walk up, walked two steps and heard the movement and looked back, someone also fell into this space.
However, she was not as chic as when she came in. She fell into the snow and hadn't even dug her head out yet.
Qingchi ignored him and continued walking on his own.
The man who just came in stood up from the snow in embarrassment, looked around, and his eyes were fixed on Qingchi who was walking in front and was dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes.
In the vast white snow, Qingchi's red dress is too eye-catching, and...how can anyone wear such beautiful clothes these days?
The man glanced at the rags on his body, feeling ashamed of himself.
But soon he realized that he came here to strengthen himself, and he must not let others take the lead, so he hurried to chase after Qingchi.
As soon as he lifted his leg, the man felt pressure all over his body. No wonder the woman in the red dress in front walked step by step. When it was his turn, he couldn't move at all.
The pressure on Qing Chi was also very heavy, but his posture was still very chic, walking in the snow like a stroll.
The two of them were not the only ones who came in, and several more people entered this space one after another, and then climbed up with all their might.
But no one is as relaxed as Qingchi, and they can't catch up with Qingchi at all.
One of them was in a hurry, and immediately used his ability to hold Xue Hua, an ice spike appeared in his hand, and hit Qing Chi.
Sensing the attack behind him, Qing Chi dodged sideways lightly, still ignoring them and walking up with all his heart.
There are not many peaks out of the sea, and it doesn't take much time to reach the top.
It's just that as Qingchi went up step by step, the pressure on his body became more and more intense, and at the same time, snowflakes floated in the space, but the snowflakes were as sharp as knives.
Qingchi raised his hand and drew the dharma pattern to protect himself from those blade-like snowflakes.
The people below were not so comfortable, and after a while there were bursts of wailing, leaving a lot of bloodstains on their bodies.
But they refused to back down, and the temperature in the space was very low, and those people with very few clothes were shivering from the cold. It was not easy to walk, but now their legs and feet were almost numb from the cold.
"Hey! Stop!" Not reconciled to Qingchi drifting away, someone suddenly called Qingchi loudly.
Qingchi's face turned cold, and he turned his head to look at the person who made the sound, and continued to draw the dharma pattern in his hand.
Even if those people were attacked by Snowflakes before, their bodies were in pain, and their voices were somewhat controlled.
Although the whole world has turned into a vast ocean, they still remember some common sense from the old era, and they still know the fate of shouting on the snow-capped mountains.
The person who was nearby went straight over and knocked down the yelling person with his fist.
And Qingchi's ears had already heard the sound of the snow layer loosening. Looking up, the snow layer on the top of the mountain cracked, and a large snow block began to slide down.
And it drove the surrounding snow layer to crack and slide down, and the snowflakes rolled like waves after a while.
With one hand tattooed as a shield in front of him, Qing Chi bent his knees and squatted down. Bloody streamers gathered at the tip of his other finger, lifted the snow layer, plunged straight into the ice layer below, and then grasped the ice layer.
(End of this chapter)
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