The center of the purple-white light is thousands of meters away.
Digas thought that he would be able to see Xiao Wu, who was in his heart, again, but he never thought that it was all just a dream that he imagined.
The moment he was knocked back by the invisible force, Digas' body hit the ground hard.
He beat the ground sadly with his hands, and countless tears fell lightly into the snow-white light.
"Why is this like this!"
Seeing Xiao Wu, you are his unattainable dream, but Digas is willing to fight for his dream.
He ignored Chen Anping's advice and rushed towards the center of the white-purple light against the repulsive force.
He gritted his teeth and cracks appeared on his skin, but despite this, he had no intention of retreating.
In a daze, he actually saw a beautiful face waving towards him.
"Xiao Wu..."
That beautiful face has a bit of haggardness, as if that haggardness inspired Digas' desire.
In an instant, all the blood in his body had been frozen by that invisible force, and his blood no longer flowed. If he took another step, he would pay an extremely heavy price.
∣ log is trembling all over, his teeth are grinning and spitting out wisps of frost.
How he longed to see Xiao Wu together until he fully saw that beautiful face.
Digas' world seemed to collapse in an instant.
The face that was originally filled with excitement and anticipation instantly turned as pale as death.
At this moment, Digas stood there blankly, his eyes empty and blank, as if his soul had been pulled out.
He asked himself blankly, his palms ruthlessly tearing at the ice frozen on his body.
Why?
Why just a flame!
Digas suffocated and tore at the snow-white light with his hands, letting the light freeze his skin into an ice sculpture.
Even at this critical moment of life and death, Digas still clung to the love in his heart, and finally murmured sadly.
"Where's my Xiao Wu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Digas' whole body completely froze in place, as if deathly silence enveloped his body.
Chen Anping couldn't help but stand still, relying on the protection of the residual flames and not daring to move forward rashly.
At this moment, an extremely powerful wind wave appeared directly in front of him. In the center of the wind wave was a human being more than two meters tall. His body was round and round, more like a snowman made of snow.
Chen Anping looked intently from a distance, and what he saw in front of the snowman was a terrifying space with chaotic rules and violent energy.
This race looks like a humanoid but is wrapped in a layer of snow-white energy. It exudes a strange and twisted aura, which seems to be closely related to the snow-white light scattered in the air.
A faint sound of sneer echoed in the snow-white scene, and each wave that reverberated caused the surrounding space to suddenly drop a few degrees.
In such a confused space, the flow of time cannot be felt at all.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Anping felt faintly that the burning flames on his body could no longer withstand the reward of the cold air.
He took a sharp breath and relied on his weak consciousness to recall the system introduction in his mind.
A few lines of large characters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Hanyuan tribe: They have existed at the top of the farthest North Pole since the dawn of the world. People of this race are extremely resistant to severe cold and heat. Each Hanyuan tribe member is also an extremely mysterious existence in this world.
It is said that the Hanyuan tribe has a first-generation god-king who has guarded them for ten thousand years and stands proudly.
Since ancient times, no one has seen the Hanyuan tribe appear in the small world, and no one knows why they came to the Kingdom of Light.
Chen Anping couldn't help but frown, what a bullshit system that didn't provide anything useful at all.
Can he be able to deal with the Hanyuan clan snowman after being introduced like this?
Just when Chen Anping was feeling angry, he suddenly discovered that the snowman was staring at him with a pair of eyes and walking towards him with psychedelic steps.
Every time the snowman takes a step forward, a ghostly smile appears on his face, and the temperature of his whole body will change subtly with the smile.
The voice of the evil spirits rang in Chen Anping's ears, directly touching the deepest soul in his heart, arousing his desire for the face he most longed to see.
Baby Ling Qing...
No! Not her!
Chen Anping could feel that the voice was a majestic and loud man's voice, more like the voice he imagined in his dreams when he was a child.
He opened his arms helplessly, hoping that the owner of the voice would touch his head and hug him in his arms.
"Dad..."
Humbling voice lingered on Chen Anping's mouth, and he sank into the snow-white light as if he had lost his will.
He saw that majestic and kind face, and then he closed his eyes with enjoyment, hugging the air in front of him with his arms, and there was no more comfort in his heart.
Dad, I finally found you...
The snowman of the Hanyuan tribe showed an increasingly weird smile. He approached Chen Anping unhurriedly and stretched out his palms that were full of wounds and stained with blood.
His palm slowly moved toward Chen Anping's heart.
Fire Qilin stood in the distance and shouted nervously, "Master, run!"
His reminder did not have a good effect. Even though the distance was less than ten meters, Chen Anping couldn't hear his voice at all.
The fire unicorn helplessly spit out a ball of flame, which seemed a little tasteless in the snow-white light, and was swallowed up and disappeared in an instant.
The snowman glanced dully in the direction of the fire unicorn, as if a thick snow light was converging into a snow-colored figure.
Under the interference of the snow, this snowman from the Hanyuan Tribe actually stopped what he was doing and opened his mouth to hesitate.
「Wow wow wow~」
The snow-colored figure gradually bloomed, and from a distance it looked like a flaming baby, a wave of crumbling flames.
Suddenly, the snowman and the snow-colored shadow merged together, and the shadow strongly dragged the snowman's movements.
The snowman was restless like crazy, waving his arms and limbs constantly, trying to break free from the shackles of the shadow.
"Ah woo! Ah woo!"
Even though he struggled to break free, he still could not change the warm light that the figure cast on him.
Gradually, the snowman regained some sanity under the warm light, and turned his head to look at the figure with clear eyes.
The figure rushed to the top of the snowman's head, imagining a soft palm to caress the back of his head.
「Ah woo! Ah woo! Ah woo!”
The snowman danced happily on the spot, but at this moment, a voice deep in Chen Anping's heart awakened his consciousness.