The cold wind is still biting cold, swishing on the face makes people feel painful, the heavy snow is still beating against this ancient land, from far and near, the ice tribe is only left with a piece of snow white, leaving only a thin and small white figure moving, a string of footprints snow white and without losing the pattern......

"Squeak"

The shiver inside the room heard the sound of the stone door being pushed open, and then closed it gently, bringing up a snowflake, and the footsteps came from far and near, he felt the breath coming, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "This kid is finally back!"

The footsteps walked towards the west, where was Xiao Han'an's house, he was unhurried when he went, and when he returned, he was already a little urgent, "hey" Shiver sighed!

The stone door of the "squeak" hall was pushed open, and Han Ping walked in with a panicked expression, and there were two stone beds lying quietly on them, seemingly asleep.

He approached quickly, "Uncle Guan, Han Niu, why are you here?" He replied to him with the sound of the swishing cold wind breaking through the window, and he hurriedly put his hand in front of the noses of the two.

"It's okay, it's okay" Feeling the breath of the two of them, he slapped his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Mother" suddenly thought of something in his eyes, and quickly pushed open the stone door of the inner room, and the stone door opened in response, making a "squeak" sound.

The boy has returned, but it's a pity that things are not human!

"Bang" The sound of his knees hitting the ground came, and the young man couldn't kneel, looking at Yang Xue, who was pale and weak, he didn't want to step forward to take a look, he was afraid, afraid that tears would pour out by themselves, especially the wounds on the cold shiver's body had not yet scarred, and the white bones of Sensen were chilling.

"Woo~Woo~"

There was a hoarse cry from the stone house, and the man didn't flick his tears, but he didn't reach the sad place.

To the west, Han Ling'er, who was holding Xiao Han'an, seemed to hear something, she didn't get up, just quietly looked at the slate in a daze, did he finally come back?

Shiver looked at Han Ping who was kneeling on the ground, sighed, and said weakly: "It's all the patriarch's people, and they're still like a little child, what are you crying about, hurry up, don't let people look at it, what's the joke?"

"Father, mother, it's useless to make you suffer, woo~" Hanping replied while still kneeling on the ground.

"I'm sorry for the old patriarch, woo woo woo" Han Ping continued to cry, when he saw Ling'er in his own house, he understood why he had the patriarch token and the dragon wrench, everything, it seemed to surface, it turned out that he was not dreaming, it turned out that the war was real......

"Hey!" looked at the painful Han Ping, shivering and didn't know how to comfort him, just looked at Yang Xue silently, she was all he had!

A figure appeared out of thin air, silently watching them.

When Han Ping heard the sound, he immediately turned around and hugged the thigh of the comer tightly, "Grandpa Bing, save them, save the patriarch, please, you can let Han Ping do anything, please" Han Ping shook Bing Lao's pants with it, for fear that the old man would disappear in the next second.

"Ice Old" shuddered and got up, spoke weakly, and then fell heavily to his knees, "Please," he said weakly.

"Hey!"

Bing Lao sighed, and pointed at Cold Warrior in the air, the wound on the latter's body instantly scarred, and his weak body also gained strength, "Eat something first, I will deal with the rest of the matter, and the Ice Tribe will depend on you in the future" Ice Old said to Cold Fighter.

"Thank you, Bing Lao" Listening to the latter's words, Shishu quickly kowtowed and then walked towards the food and devoured it, he knew that Yang Xue was saved, and he saw hope again.

Hanhei also let go of his hands and stopped talking.

Bing Lao pointed at the two people in the outhouse again, and the two of them instantly became conscious and recovered, it was only a matter of time, maybe tomorrow morning, maybe they would wake up in a while.

"Shizhan, remember, the tribe will rely on you in the future, Yang Xue is a little special, I don't dare to be careless old man, I will take him to a place, and Hanping will go together. After speaking, a cold wind blew, Yang Xue and Han Ping also disappeared, and only one bag was left there, exuding a cold air.

"Storage Bag" shuddered to himself, his voice was not decadent, he looked at the cold and empty stone house, but his heart was extremely warm......

In the cold ice world, Bing Lao appeared again, Han Ping followed, and this time Yang Xue also followed.

"Boy, I know you can't react for a while, but you have to accept it, because everyone lives and dies in your hands. Bing Lao said while conveying spiritual energy to Yang Xue.

Before Han Ping could reply: "Natural selection, survival of the fittest, this is the law of survival!" Bing Lao continued.

Han Ping fell into contemplation for a moment, thinking quietly, Bing Lao did not disturb him, but kept transmitting aura to Yang Xue, and the latter's body began to glow.

"What is a real strong person? Only after experiencing seven layers of loneliness can you become a strong person, remember, this is a world where the weak eat the strong" The tree soul of the cold ice tree also floated over, and healed Yang Xue's injuries together, Yang Xue is more special, her injuries are not just healed.

You must know that her cultivation is not low, if there is no poison, without this injury, the entire Dayue tribe, I am afraid there is no one she is afraid of, you know, the Dayue tribe is one of the top ten super tribes in the Southern Regions, and its strength and heritage are unfathomable.

Yang Xue's identity has become more and more mysterious......

Han Ping was still silent, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time in the words of Bing Lao and the tree soul.

A real strong person, only by experiencing seven layers of loneliness can he become a real strong person, and he can make people unattainable.

The road of the strong, must it be lonely?

It's a world of the jungle, and if you can't, you're food.

I don't make food, and I won't let the Ice Tribe make food, I want to be the master, kill the world, be angry, and the world will be shocked!

That's the law of survival!

Natural selection, survival of the fittest!

Since the fate of the Ice Tribe is in my own hands, then, I want the tribe to become a meat eater, to become the master, I want the world to know about the Ice Tribe, and I want the entire Southern Regions, no, the entire continent of the Domains, to be led by the Ice Tribe and be proud of the Cold Ice!

I am a sword, a man is a fish, I want to bully the world and climb to the top of the nine heavens!

"Ah, roar, roar~" Han Ping looked up to the sky and roared, at this moment, the domineering aura on his body rushed straight to the nine skies, the killing heart was undoubtedly revealed, the demon veins in his body began to tremble, and the demon blood began to roar, demons, bloodthirsty nature!

In the sky above the Ice Tribe, the bewitching blood-red blood star was bloody, and the stars next to it were dim and could only be used as a foil.

In the Continent of the Domains, the big people looked up at the starry sky, sad or happy, this troubled world has finally arrived......