"Wait...... Something seems wrong......"

It took a long time to sit cross-legged, and with the help of the racial talent that had not been used for a long time, the 'energy storage pipe', it absorbed the cold qi from the snow and dispersed it directly into the internal organs.

This is no less than pulling out your internal organs and putting them on the snow, and you don't have to think about it to know that it must be painful.

At present, the climax of the medicinal effect of the hemp fragrant bone has not passed, and Mo Xie must stimulate himself in an extreme way to ensure that he does not faint.

His mind is confused, or he is in a state where he is about to wake up and not to sleep, and he can't do anything at all.

"Where's my sword?"

Mo Ye woke up suddenly, he opened his eyes and rummaged around him, but not to mention the sword, not even a nail.

If the Huolin Sword is here, why is it so troublesome to break free from this cage!

"The Fire Lin Sword is 300 miles to the west, and it can only be retrieved after completing the first mission. ”

The voice of the Holy Book sounded so unbeaten.

Obviously, in order to increase the difficulty of the game for Mo Ye, the Holy Book deliberately put away the Huolin Sword.

“……”

Mo Xie suddenly felt a headache, and knowing that his sense of direction was weak, he felt that he could say goodbye to the sword.

Western?

I'm sorry, but Mo Xie really can't tell that direction is the West.

"Yo~~Mark!Wake up?come, the boss told me to take you to the party~!Today is your big day~!man~!"

Just as Mo Xie was about to sink his heart again and fight against the sleepiness in his body, a voice that sounded even worse than the Holy Book sounded in front of him.

Mo Xie opened his eyes, and he saw a hideous-looking man, his unkempt and unkempt beard, which covered most of his face, and the winter coat made of the fur of some kind of animal, made this guy look like a wild man.

The medicinal power of the hemp fragrant bone caused the sharpness of Mo Ye's senses to drop greatly, so much so that he didn't even notice that someone was coming over just now.

"It's time for lunch!

'Wildling' kicked the cage hard, but the only thing he did did was make the cage shake.

He was trying to scare Mo Xie, knowing that the Mark he was talking about was a coward who could be easily frightened, and he wanted to see the coward trembling and pleading.

It's just that he was disappointed, and the prisoner in the cage just looked at him with calm eyes in the face of his intimidation, as if he didn't see what he had just done.

Inexplicably, the 'wild man' felt a wave of fear in this star-to-eye, which turned to anger.

What is there to be afraid of in a cage of trapped beasts?

"Lift him up, let's have fun!"

For some reason, the 'Wildling' decided that it would never be a good idea to release Mo Xie from the cage, so he secretly changed the order that Mickey had sent him.

Originally, Mickey's order was only to bring people over, not to bring people to cages.

The 'savage' gave an order, and suddenly four more men emerged from behind the cage, and Mo Ye, who was as slow as he was now, still didn't notice in advance that there was an ambush around.

Looking at the men around him surrounded by iron cages, Mo Ye suddenly had a bad feeling.

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The refugees on the snowy fields don't have a uniform skin color, they come from all over the world, but how to say it......

The yellow race made up the majority of them, but most of them were nomadic survivors who struggled to unite so much that the Russians, led by Mitch, took the lead.

But you can't blame the yellow people in the camp, after all, the Russians are carrying guns.

Even if it is the end of the world, even if you know that you are living a precarious life, the root of your inferiority as a human being still stubbornly exists.

That kind of bad nature is called 'stealing life', and of course, you can also call it 'survival desire' in a high-sounding way.

In the same way, there is nothing that cannot be done in order to live, and in the same way, nothing is completely unabandonable.

These people first abandoned status, followed by dignity, and a year ago, finally, they threw away the bottom line that belongs to humanity.

Because there is a very real problem in front of them:

They have no food.

These people no longer dare to step out of this snowfield, because there is a god of death outside the snowfield, and they already know this when they escape from the world beyond the snowfield.

In fact, the first thing they lose is 'guts'.

So they would rather drink blood tomorrow, one meal and the next.

The original team of thousands of people was now less than 300 people, and most of the tents in the camp were empty.

I think it won't be long before these people will destroy themselves.

Matthew was tied to a stake in the middle of the camp, and he was tied like a rice dumpling.

In fact, this is not necessary, this man has no strength to escape.

Many people surrounded him, and the yellow-skinned clansmen looked at the poor victim with numb eyes, and they were more or less holding some wood in their arms.

Matthew's pyres were stacked high enough to cover Matthew's crippled right leg, but the men clearly didn't think it was enough.

"I'm sorry, young man. ”

A thin old man with a gray beard walked in front of Matthew, and when he put down the firewood, he said this to Matthew, but there was some joy on his face.

Originally, according to the order, he should be the next to be made into food, but because of the arrival of the Ma brothers, oh, he can live for almost a month longer.

Matthew looked at everything in front of him with a calm gaze, and he didn't say anything about the old man's thanks.

"Bang Chang Dang~!Bang Chang Dang~!Bang Chang Dang~!"

There was a sudden loud noise in the distance, from far to near, Matthew turned his neck slightly, and then he couldn't help but lose his voice:

"Brother......!"

The noise was made by a large iron cage, which was flipped by four white-skinned men and rolled like a snowball.

It was Mo Ye who was imprisoned in the cage.

It's really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs......

In the constantly tumbling iron cage, Mo Ye was as embarrassed as he was.

The tumbling qi and blood in his body and the medicinal power of the hemp fragrant bones made him almost want to vomit, and his face was blue and white.

But thanks to this sad feeling, it made it easier for him to stay awake.

"Give me three more minutes......!"

Gritting his teeth, Mo Xie forcibly suppressed the acid water that had been turned up from his stomach N times, and his right hand had been clenched into a fist.

It's just that the power needed to swing a fist is far from enough......