Chapter 687

Huang Liang was not surprised to see Kui Wolff's state for the first time.

During his stay in Vancouver, he and the wolf family have established deep mutual trust and friendship, especially he Hongkui.

Hong Kui is different from old Wolff. Old Wolff is uncontrollable every time he has an attack, and most of the time he is in sleep, but Hong Kui can enter this state when he is awake and can well control his spirit. And his mental strength is obviously stronger than old wolf.

Huang Liang once entered his dream with the consent of Hong Kui. The scene of the dream is similar to that of old wolf's dream. It was not until the White Wolf appeared that there was a little difference.

Old wolf's dream will start from the beginning every time. It must go through the free life of gray wolves, human hunting and escape until there is no escape, and then the white wolf will appear. When old wolf wanted to rush in excitedly, the White Wolf roared up to the sky, and the dream was broken.

But Hong Kui is different. He can directly enter the last scene of his dream and look at the White Wolf for a long time. And he once crossed the barrier and came to the white wolf.

As a doctor and spiritual awakener, Huang Liang certainly knows the reason for this situation. But Enrique was obviously frightened. Although he was a close confidant of kuiwolf, he saw such a situation for the first time.

He stepped back nervously and unnaturally, as close to Huang Liang as possible, and then muttered, "Kui... Kui... Young master, what's the matter with him?"

"Don't be nervous, it's just an illusion." Huang Liang comforted.

Enrique shook his head and rubbed his eyes with his hands, but the scene he saw was the same as before, and there was no change. He didn't believe it was an illusion. But I don't know whether he was too nervous or because of his position in the family, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He, who has always been talkative, closed his mouth tightly and stood beside him like a mute.

Huang Liang patted him on the shoulder and said, "now I need you to do something."

Enrique said, "what's the matter? Go ahead, what's the matter? I'll do it."

Huang Liang said, "now your young master and I need some quiet time. We can't be disturbed during this time. You watch around us and don't let anything affect us."

Enruk nodded, took out his weapon from his backpack, and then found a place with a wide view about thirty steps away from them. He stood on the rock, like a young soldier who had just joined the army, looked around a little nervously, and made an OK gesture towards the sorghum.

Huang Liang felt a little funny when he saw the look of Enrique. But he didn't want any accident due to carelessness. Was the man in the cloak still following them? Could he be the one who killed Serena? What is he doing with them? If he had malice, he would have done it long ago. Maybe he was waiting for an opportunity, or something else.

Coptis looked a little uneasy into the distance, then stood next to Wolff, as close as possible, and felt the strange spiritual fluctuation emanating from him.

The snow began to twist and change. In a trance, a towering ice cliff appeared in front of me. A white wolf stood on the ice cliff and hissed up to the sky.

But he couldn't see Hong Kui. There was only the white wolf in the whole world. He knows that white wolf is red sunflower.

The White Wolf looked at Huang Liang with fierce and cautious eyes, as if to confirm his identity. After a while, it finally nodded, then turned and walked forward.

Huangliang unconsciously kept up.

They walked through the rolling mountains and along the huge glaciers. Huangliang felt that the ice and snow under his feet was different from the halding ice field he saw when he came. The glaciers here looked older and desolate, the sky was purer, and the distance in his vision was more distant.

In front of the cliff of a canyon, the White Wolf stopped, looked at the sorghum behind him, and then roared up to the sky.

It was a rock wall made of cold ice, smooth as a mirror.

Huang Liang saw the ice showing his own shadow, as well as the outline of the sky and the earth. Then he saw the two strange shadows like triangular ice edges.

Those are two large ice edges reflected in the ice wall. When you look carefully, they are in the shape of a regular pyramid, just like two pyramids and two huge diamonds. They are frozen in the cold ice of the rock wall tip to tip.

Huang Liang looked around behind him. No scenery was in this shape, indicating that it was not a reflection, but indeed in the ice wall.

He looked at the White Wolf, and the White Wolf looked at him.

Huangliang saw encouragement from the White Wolf's eyes and seemed to say, come closer and you will see more clearly.

He walked slowly forward. As he approached the ice wall. The scenes reflected in the ice wall began to retreat, the sky and earth gradually disappeared, the long white clouds were like a feather blanket floating away, and the glaciers were like flowing.

Huang Liang thought he could see his face more clearly from the ice wall, even the pores or other details on his face, but strangely, when he approached, his own shadow was retreating, just like other distant reflections in the mirror, disappearing bit by bit.

The whole rock wall is like a huge mirror, but it can't shine anything, but the two diamond like ice prisms inside are becoming clearer and clearer.

Sorghum can clearly see the frozen white sand like things inside them, as if they were still flowing.

He unconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the ice wall, but his fingers didn't feel the cold at all, not even any feeling, as if it was a place without temperature.

The White Wolf raised his neck, cried out to the sky, and then sobbed. Huang Liang suddenly had an illusion that the White Wolf seemed to be saying goodbye to him, as if he were explaining his future affairs.

He was about to ask, when he suddenly felt an inexplicable mental wave ahead.

He saw the white sand flowing in the two ice prisms, like a time hourglass made of ice. White sand slowly flows down from the leaky pot above and accumulates in the leaky pot below.

I don't know how long it took, the white sand leaked out. The two ice prisms suddenly turned upside down and began a new round of time journey.

Such a boring process continued, but Huang Liang was stunned. His eyes could no longer leave the sand. He understood the meaning of time from the flowing sand.

Quicksand, leakage, inversion

Over and over again.

The hourglass turned faster and faster, and soon became a vortex. A huge spirit swung in front of Huangliang. He saw a big black hole.

This reminded him of the dream corridor that he had used to contact Howard and had trapped Aoki. Can this be a similar zero dimensional space? Is this the way to the holy land?

The White Wolf sobbed and looked at him with encouraging eyes.

"Do you want me to go in?" Huang Liang asked.

The White Wolf nodded.

"Well, I'll go first and you'll follow."

Huang Liang said and stepped in.

He suddenly heard a quick and fierce wolf howl. He hurried back and saw only the vague shadow of the White Wolf, his white hair exploding and his fangs exposed.

In front of the wolf stood a man in a black cloak.

Huang Liang's secret way was bad. When he thought about it, a red scalpel floated in his hand.

However, before he could do anything, he was sucked into the dark by a huge suction.

When the light appeared again, he saw a continuous snow mountain ahead, and two huge peaks towering like clouds. The sun shines on the snow that does not melt all year round and reflects a strange light.

He knew that this was by no means the halding ice sheet.