The hunter drooled and held it in his mouth for a while. He swallowed it with a slight heat of water.

Hunting for many years gives this elderly hunter a calm and calm temperament. The calluses on the joints of his hands are like medals to show his rich experience.

The rough skin from wind and sun was like a protective color applied, making it easy to hide in the bushes.

From the dark green camouflage remaining in the folds of his forehead, Rick could feel that the hunter was very dissatisfied with this trip.

But the domineering and arrogant Glacier Gang obviously would not care about the mood of a hunter.

"It depends on your good temperament, why do you walk with these scumbags?" The old hunter sat straight, his straight back as unyielding as his personality.

Rick rinsed his mouth and spit out saliva with a strong smell of dust. His tongue was moistened by clear water, which made him feel very comfortable: "I just lead the way, just like you." With a smile, Rick kindly took out a piece of fine grain cake and handed it to the hunter.

The old hunter is not short of meat. It can be seen from his still strong and strong body that he knows the way of health preservation.

After taking the cake, the old hunter also gave Rick a piece of homemade dried meat, and chewed it slowly. The old hunter ate very carefully, just like chewing out all the nutrients in the dried meat and the bread, without wasting a single cent. In the wild, eight-point saturation and maintaining physical strength is the way to survive.

After a little replenishment of food, the team set off again at the suggestion of the old hunter.

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It leaned against a dead tree like mud, and the marijuana head wiped off the frost particles from the eyelids. It poured into the cold air in the lungs, mixed with a lot of ice dust, which made the alveoli shrink uncomfortable.

I lost consciousness under my ankles, and I could only feel the numbness and itch on my toes. My hands wrapped in thick fluffy gloves were also stiffened by the coldness, and my legs were even more harsh and cold, making my walking slow.

The white air that came out was quickly swept away by the cold wind. On the silent mountainside of the Great Snow Mountain, you can only hear the sound of "crunching" slowly sank into the snow.

After rubbing his face, the coldness on his gloves made his cheeks slightly warm: "How far is it? You'd better give me an accurate number!" Marijuana head looked at Rick, his voice faintly unkind.

Of course Rick didn't know the exact location, so he could only vaguely look for the faint smell and lead the team forward.

"The smell is getting stronger and stronger, and we are constantly approaching." Rick's eyes were firm and his voice was gentle, giving people a very certain confidence.

The marijuana head shook off the frost flowers on her body in discomfort, waved her hand, and signaled the team to continue moving forward.

Rick was sandwiched in the middle of the team, and more than two members of the Glacier Gang were watching him at any time. The old Hunter looked calm, but there were strange colors in his eyes.

The long-term hunting of the Great Snow Mountain made the hunters gradually realize where Rick was going.

The Great Snow Mountain is like a treasure, raising at least thirty snow hunters.

It’s not that no one has ever thought about occupying this snow-capped mountain, but the dangerous and special geographical environment here has made most of the people with crooked minds retreat.

After crossing the mountain, it was like a tall building rising from the ground, and the angle of the Daxue Mountain became steep.

Traces left by humans can often be seen halfway up the mountain. Even some experienced ordinary hunters will wander here.

But once it exceeds the mountainside, it is like a bright dividing line, and the entire environment becomes dangerous and harsh.

The temperature drops sharply, the oxygen is thin, and the mountain road is narrow and slippery. The steep mountain walls are like gateways, blocking human footsteps.

"It's almost over the hillside, let's take a rest."

The old hunter's advice was very pertinent, and his voice was even more warning.

The marijuana head let go of his vision, crossed the dazzling white snow, and looked towards the mountain road where there was almost no trace.

Being trampled for a long time makes the mountain road smooth and compact. The shiny and shining on it is like satin, which can easily remind people of bad words such as "sliding" and "wrestling".

The compacted snow and frozen ice water make this mountain road exist tenaciously. But the bright and smooth luster really makes people unable to rise to the desire to climb.

Even though I have climbed countless times, every time I see this tight and smooth mountain road, the old Hunter's teeth will always be filled with a hint of pain.

He fell thirty-two times on this mountain road, and every time he was unforgettable and had to cultivate for more than two months.

Thirty-two times, it was enough to make a normal person a fool. But it was precisely because of this perseverance that the old hunter sent several children in his family to Tongban City to study, and his life gradually became rich from being tight.

Thinking of his family, the old hunter silently replenished his energy. From Rick's words, the old hunter guessed a scary place.

"Snow Mountain Bottomless Cave"

The bottomless pit is close to the peak, and the ice and frost and snow that have not melted all year round have prevented humans from staying there for a long time. In the early years, many hunters have explored the bottomless pit, but none of them have come back.

Over time, it became a forbidden place for snow hunters.

Thinking of the possibility of entering there, the old hunter's heart, which had never been afraid before, sucked violently.

The more I thought about it, the more certain he became. The old hunter had to quietly walk to Rick, pretend to discuss the way forward, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to the bottomless pit?" The sound was quickly blown away by the cold wind, and at the same time, the old hunter's heart also cooled.

Rick stopped eating, whispered, frowned, and said, "Bottomless pit? Where? Is it dangerous?"

When the old hunter saw that Rick didn't look artificial, he let down his heart slightly and briefly introduced the origin of the bottomless pit.

Hearing that many hunters were buried in it, a bright color flashed in Rick's eyes: "The destination is probably a bottomless pit." Rick didn't want to deceive the old hunter who had a good impression, and immediately expressed his guess.

And there was another thing he didn't say, "Devil Honey Wine" was about to mature, and the thick aroma of wine would attract a large number of creatures around him to come and grab it.

Hearing Rick admit it personally, the old hunter calmed down instead. He just looked moved, and he did not angrily curse or curse anything.

His years of life as a hunter has allowed him to develop a calm and courageous personality. His boldness and carefulness have made the old hunter gain a lot, and he also has a good understanding of people's hearts.

The Glacier Gang is not a strict organization. How Rick joins this team has long been found out by old hunters. The other party dared to lead the Glacier Gang here to find treasure alone, so what would it be possible to rely on.

Thinking of this, the old hunter's wrinkled facial features moved, and a hint of reluctance flashed across. But years of hunting experience soon made him make the right choice.
Chapter completed!