Chapter Seventy-Three: Headless Shadows

Qiao Jing walked towards the convoy, Qiao Jing with a weapon on her back was obviously very different from the previous mages, and everyone only thought that Qiao Jing was a mage from a distance that they had never seen, and they didn't care, of course, they couldn't see the red mist on Qiao Jing's body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dragon had made the red mist around her body widen again, and the wounds left on the dragon's body must have been done by someone from the same world as Qiao Jing.

"That's why I'm right here!" Killing such a tenacious creature as the dragon, Qiao Jing didn't have that kind of awareness. Besides, Qiao Jing's main purpose in coming to this world is to find the "Little Five Fathers" first, and everything else is secondary.

The cold wind was fierce, the knights supported the villagers, shared the fighting spirit to drive away the cold for the villagers, and the knights themselves were shivering from the cold, which made these villagers who were originally on the verge of death express their gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.

Just like a lonely boat fluttering in a storm, the goods on the entire carriage have been destroyed, and the Grand Knight of Yakwarol has saved more than a dozen war horses with his golden fighting spirit in a row, and the metal armor that originally saved his life on the battlefield has become a cold coffin in the freezing environment.

"One, two, three!" the knight and the villagers struggled to untie the frozen stiff reins, which could have been easily untied in such an environment.

In the past, the sweat-soaked clothes were completely stuck to the skin because of the freezing cold, and it was a lie to say that it was not uncomfortable, but now these men are in a hurry and get through the difficulties together.

"Master Mage!" Qiao Jing walked over, and saw the evasive and admiring gazes of these people, greeting himself through the wind and snow.

They didn't blame themselves for the frozen scourge, although Qiao Jing didn't care about this, and she was cold-blooded in her bones.

"Let's go!" Qiao Jing asked when he came to the Knight of Arkvator and Mescosa, and condensed into four words in front of him.

At this time, the Grand Knight of Achuator and Mesgosa stood in front of a wooden pile, and the outline of a carriage could be faintly discerned from these wooden piles. The Grand Knight of Achuator had already rescued all the horses before standing here in the snowstorm.

"As you can see, Master Mage, I think we can be on our way at once! There are twenty-one horses at our disposal!" said the Grand Knight of Achuator. "But, your carriage is broken, and here it is!"

The Grand Knight of Achuator hugged the pile of wood, but unfortunately the carriage had already been damaged into a pile of wood and could not be formed no matter how hard he tried, and he said apologetically: "Sorry, this carriage is no longer usable!"

Mesgosa was not idle, he did not speak, but he deeply exerted the spirit of not being afraid of death, he silently dragged out the planks from the wooden pile of the original carriage, and let people make simple stretchers out of cloth, so that the knights could carry the people who had been frostbitten.

Qiao Jing saw her honeypot from this pile of wood, it was broken at this time, and some of the honey specially left in it was obviously gone, and all the goods were damaged, extremely hot to extremely cold, and there was no cargo that could adapt to such changes and remain not bad.

Messgosa simply cut off the heads of several dead people, he looked around at the people who were looking at him, and gave a rare explanation: "This is to prevent them from becoming ghouls!"

These people who froze to death belonged to Qiao Jing who were killed directly, and these people also provided Qiao Jing with a faint red mist, Qiao Jing herself deliberately let herself ignore this matter, seeing those headless corpses, her scalp was numb, and she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in her heart.

Qiao Jing walked directly to the left of a horse without a saddle, stepped on an invisible ladder, and sat on the horse's back, because she was wearing a skirt, she did not straddle it, but the lady's legs were sitting to the side, and the bare calves touched the horse's belly, and she was stabbed by the cold and hard hair, these Qiao Jing held back, she thought that this would alleviate her guilt, the horse's belly was bulging, and there was a faint amount of heat, which made Qiao Jing's heart warm, and she gently stroked the horse's frozen stiff mane.

Gently use magic to help the horse comb his mane, and Herod makes a comfortable sound.

Qiao Jing didn't look at those delicate, which made the big knight breathe a sigh of relief, he waved the knight's long sword in his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

The merchants took out bags of silver coins from the rotten chests, which were their last possessions. The team of more than 30 people, carrying stretchers and riding horses, formed a long snake and swam slowly.

No one dared to walk side by side with Qiao Jing, whether it was respect or fear or something else, Mesgosa was at the front, he already knew the information he had received from the guide villagers, and the Grand Knight of Axvator walked back and forth between the end and middle of the group, always helping those who needed to fight to warm them up, in exchange for a pair of grateful eyes.

Walking in such a harsh environment, everyone relied on a will, until night, when the stars replaced the sun, and the team was still advancing.

Masgosa, who was exploring the road in front, came back, he pulled the horse's head beside Qiao Jing, walked forward in the same row with Qiao Jing, and said, "Master Mage, there is a river in front of you, can you please heat it up?"

Qiao Jing turned his head to look at Mesgosa, his back was always straight, the eyes on the man's dusty face were shining, just like his father's eyes belonging to an eagle, and then when he saw his palm that had been frozen off a layer of skin, the unsightly injury, Qiao Jing was finally touched, pursed his mouth, and finally nodded.

"Keep up, quick, must!"

"Ride!" said Mesgow struck the horse's ass with a whip, and the horse was in pain, spreading its legs and galloping forward.

"Drive!" Qiao Jing did the same, and also took the whip hanging on the horse's neck and slapped the horse's buttocks, Qiao Jing's horse was stunned for 0.1 seconds at first, and then "Li! Li! Li!" screamed, ran forward, and caught up with Mesgosa's horse in a few steps, running faster than his horse!

There is a river with three forks between two mountains, and there is a stone arch bridge on the river, and there is no stone monument on the stone arch bridge, which means that it is not worth carving a monument.

Qiao Jing dismounted and came to the river, the river water was clear and transparent, there were many round stones in the river, the river was about half a meter deep, although Qiao Jing could only use the water system bronze, but she found that in this world, the two opposing elements appeared together, just like the dragon gathered the fire element, and the water element that followed around was also very rich.

"Water!" Qiao Jing did the same, she opened her mouth and spit out a bronze text composed of water, and when she got it in her hand, she clearly felt that the surrounding water elements were frantically gathered in Qiao Jing's hands, these water elements were particularly gentle to Qiao Jing, like a spoiled puppy, using her soft fur to supply the back of Qiao Jing's hand.

Mesgosa stared at the bronze text in Qiao Jing's hand, which began to grow larger, and the darker bronze text carried a terrifying coercion, his innate intuition told him that if this bronze text broke out, it would be absolutely difficult for him to live, Gollum! swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat, cold sweat flowed out of his temples, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Could it be that a mage who does what she says should tell her to pay attention to her own magical safety? No one can tolerate another person's unreasonableness.

Qiao Jing gathered a large amount of water elements in her hands, the air around her became obviously dryer, and the temperature began to rise slowly, until a trace of mist in the river water was about to rise, "It's okay!" Qiao Jing thought to herself, the river water was already more than forty degrees, and she scattered the water balloon that was swollen to the size of a fist in her hand.

The water elemental obediently dispersed harmlessly under the control of Qiao Jing's spiritual will, and then slowly the team followed.

"Master Mage, please avoid it!"

Mesgoar swallowed and foamed, and said with a dry mouth. It was not easy to speak completely, although his tone was a little strange.

Qiao Jing also knew what they were going to do next, nodded, sat back on the horse, and rode over the stone arch bridge, and when she turned the bend in front of her, she couldn't see the river here.

"Go down to the river and take a bath!" ordered the Grand Knight of Achuator.

Those whose clothes were frozen along with their skin, including the Grand Knight of Achuator, including those horses, had to wash their bodies and then treat their wounds.

Qiao Jing didn't know how long it would take them, anyway, it was already night, she looked at the front boringly, in front of her was a mountain road that accompanied the river, on the side was the cliff of a towering mountain, and the river on the left was also a cliff of a mountain, Qiao Jing's road here was narrow to the front and slowly opened up, and in the end it seemed to be a plain again, her eyesight was excellent, and the dark curtain of the night could not affect her, and the dark stone cave mouth thousands of meters away finally blocked her vision.

It was supposed to be a cemetery. Qiao Jing had a reason to judge this, she could see the mural on the entrance to the stone cave.

Although the mural is incomplete, the cemetery mural shows a headless female knight holding her head, a coffin, and skeleton soldiers crawling out of the cobwebs of the stone wall.

And in front of this cemetery mural, Qiao Jing saw a headless shadow, although her current strength was so strong that she could smash such a ghost, but her body still trembled unconsciously, and she didn't dare to look over there again!

The undead in the Fu Realm, as well as those underworld servants, etc., are not as eerie and terrifying as this headless female knight, especially the headless corpses that someone cut off not long ago seem to have appeared in front of Qiao Jing again!

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