"There's a top team to play against. ”

Liu Zongyuan's expression became more and more serious.

Ye Qingyu also nodded and looked southwest.

At this time, the airship where he and the others were, after flying for four or five consecutive days, had penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Blizzard Ice Field, and the frontal battlefield of [Operation Wind] was obviously on the edge of the Blizzard Ice Field, and the battle on the other side had already begun.

Ye Qingyu didn't know what kind of content the military's planning was.

But now that the battle has begun, everything is going smoothly.

The strong person who sent out the first martial arts essence should be a certain Terran commander in the Youyan army, and the second bloody martial arts essence could it be that person?

The man has already appeared?

Ye Qingyu thought secretly in his heart.

At this time—

"Alright, it's time for us to get started. Mr. Liu said, pulled up the front of the robe, tied it around his waist, his body was as straight as a javelin, took a few steps forward, stood on the bow of the airship, and slowly adjusted his breathing, as if a warrior adjusted his state before the battle.

A soldier brought a huge bluestone desk, on which was covered with a snow-white animal skin scroll.

The scroll unfolded, and there was a blank space on it.

The scholar Xing'er stood in front of the bluestone desk, and took out a flying bear butterfly flower inkstone, a dragon blood treasure ink, and a piece of blue ice from the storage treasure bag she carried.

He dissolved the ice with the heat of his palm, took off the dragon blood treasure ink a little bit, put it in the flying bear inkstone, and began to grind it with a blunt small sword-like metal, and under the gentle movement, soon the dragon blood treasure ink melted in the flying bear inkstone, and at first glance, the ink that seemed to be red blood appeared little by little, and the air began to be filled with a faint strange ink fragrance, with a sense of relaxation and pleasure.

Apricot Child's movements are soft, and her every move is stretched like a dance, as if it contains the charm of heaven.

Ye Qingyu is also the first time to see someone who can do such a trivial thing as grinding ink so beautifully.

The airship had started silently, slowly cruising out of the clouds.

Then the height of the airship decreases.

The white clouds gradually thin.

Ye Qingyu looked down, and finally could see everything below.

He couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart.

What a mountain dancing silver snake, the vast ice and snow continent of the original Chi wax elephant!

Although just from the name Blizzard Ice Field, you can imagine that this continent is a cold place completely hidden in ice and snow, but seeing the endless white snow field with your own eyes, seeing the ice peaks like the ice and snow swords accidentally left by the gods in the mortal world, and looking at the huge ice cracks that are like dragons walking away, Ye Qingyu was still shocked, a world completely composed of ice and snow is simply too beautiful and strange, like a fairyland.

A world ruled entirely by snow and ice.

No wonder the demon clan here is called the snow demon clan.

"Everyone, be on alert!"

Liu Zongyuan let out a low snort and asked the soldiers under his command to be on full alert.

The soldiers, who were also shocked by the beautiful scenery of the wind and snow, immediately came to their senses.

Ye Qingyu also hurriedly regained his mind.

He knew that although this ice and snow world was beautiful, it was only suitable for viewing from a distance, if he really lived in such an environment, it would definitely be a terrible experience, the moment the bitter cold broke out, it was enough to take countless lives, there was no vegetation cover, no food, and he didn't know how the demon clan survived in such a harsh environment.

It's no wonder that over the years, the Snow Demon Clan has dreamed of going south to Youyan Pass and occupying the territory of the Snow Country.

Everything is for the survival and reproduction of the race.

I don't know when, Mr. Liu was already holding a red brush in both hands.

These two pens are very peculiar, each one has the thickness of a child's arm, simple vicissitudes, the pen body has a dragon carving, the tip of the pen is smooth and full, I don't know what kind of hair is made of, after dipping in the dragon's blood treasure ink, it also exudes a faint brilliance, as if it is two stars blooming in the dark night, which is dizzying.

Mr. Liu's hands waved at the same time, and the tip of his pen kept running over the snow-white scroll.

The pen is like a god.

Ye Qingyu took a closer look, and what Mr. Liu painted was the topography of the blizzard ice field below.

Where the airship passed, everything below was taken in by Mr. Liu and painted on the scroll.

He was extremely fast, just a glance, he could immediately draw on the snow-white scroll, and it was exactly the same, with a few strokes, everything within a radius of miles below the airship was drawn on the scroll, the lines were smooth, and at a glance, everything on the scroll seemed to be alive, as if the terrain and landforms would break out of the scroll, like a virtual projection in front of people's eyes.

What a superb painting skill!

It's almost like the Tao.

Ye Qingyu now somewhat understood why Mr. Liu was assigned such a dangerous mission deep into the heart of the enemy army.

If he really traveled all over the Blizzard Ice Field, then everything the Demon Clan had here would have almost nothing to hide, and if this mission could be successfully completed, the Youyan army would be able to know everything on the Blizzard Ice Field well, and in the future, military operations against the Demon Court would have a higher chance of victory.

At this time, Ye Qingyu suddenly felt that the importance of his mission this time was not low at all.

The minutes ticked by.

Half an hour later, the snow-white scroll on the bluestone desk was already painted.

Dragon's blood treasure ink, dry when you put pen to paper.

Mr. Liu exhaled a long breath, his body steaming, obviously such a long period of continuous painting, it is also a very exhausting event.

The armor soldier next to him immediately rolled up the snow-white scroll and carried it to the cabin.

Another snow-white scroll was spread on the bluestone desk.

Xing'er continued to lower his head and study ink, as if he had sunk all his mind into such a thing.

Mr. Liu adjusted his breathing, and as his mental state recovered, he once again grasped a pen in each hand and began to paint.

Ye Qingyu's gaze fell on Mr. Liu's body, observing his demeanor when painting, observing his decisiveness when he put down his pen, observing the nature when the brush fell on the scroll, and observing the subtlety when lines like antelope horns appeared on the scroll...... I don't know why, Ye Qingyu felt that his heart, as if something had been touched, it was a kind of mystery, as if he could understand something in the next moment, but he was always a little behind, and he couldn't see the feeling of being able to see clearly, like a cat's claw scratching his boots, which was maddening.

Side.

Liu Zongyuan's eyes fell on Ye Qingyu's body, and after being stunned, he was suddenly startled.

He found that Ye Qingyu was like an old monk in a meditation, and the breath of his whole body actually became distant, and he had a feeling of naturalness.

This kind of aura has only been seen by Liu Zongyuan in a few top powerhouses such as Liu Suifeng, the commander of the forward battalion.

And at this time, Ye Qingyu's expression was constantly changing, like an apostle listening to the Fa, hearing the wonders, the expression on his face changed instantly, it was a manifestation of immersion in the Dao.

"Mr. Liu is known as the [Painting Saint] in Youyan Pass, although there is no force, but it is said that a painting skill is almost the level of entering the Tao from painting, it is rumored that Mr. Liu has the Taoist rhyme produced when he paints, and there is a kind of idea of returning to the basics, even Lord Lu, the god of war of Youyan, has sighed for it, but it is a pity that ordinary people can't sense that kind of breath, how old is this Ye Qingyu, can he actually realize the natural law of Taoism?"

Liu Zongyuan was extremely shocked in his heart.

He himself was paying full attention to Mr. Liu's painting just now, although it was a little beneficial, but he definitely did not react so exaggerated like Ye Qingyu.

"This young man is amazing, over time, maybe he can really become the backbone of Youyan Pass. ”

Thinking of this, Liu Zongyuan's mind turned, and he suddenly had an idea, he decided to move around with Ye Qingyu more in the next few days, at least now that he has a friendship, if Ye Qingyu really grows up in the future, it must be beneficial and harmless.

Time passes.

"Hoo ......"

Mr. Liu exhaled a long and turbid breath.

He finally stopped writing.

The second snow-white scroll is also painted.

A layer of fine and dense beads of sweat poured out on Mr. Liu's forehead.

His spirit was a little sluggish.

The armorer rolled up the painted scroll and took it away for preservation.

The third snow-white scroll was soon laid out again.

Mr. Liu moved his muscles and bones, and when he was about to pick up the pen and paint again, he saw that Ye Qingyu beside him still had an expression that seemed to be angry, happy and sad, crazy, and completely forgetful, completely immersed in an inexplicable state, he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, surprised, and couldn't help but think of another thing.

It was more than ten years ago, and there was a person who showed such an expression when he was painting, and he was also fascinated......

At that time, that person was just as young, just as heroic, and just as radiant.

It's a pity that that man has now become the biggest rebel in the history of the empire.

In a moment's trance, Mr. Liu almost thought that he had turned back time and returned to that scene back then.

This situation is really too much like back then.

Rumble!

There was a roar of the earth, and suddenly came from below the airship.

On the airship, everyone was shocked.

Ye Qingyu also suddenly woke up from his state of steasing.

"What happened?"

He looked blankly at the crowd.

Liu Zongyuan walked quickly to the side of the ship and looked down.

"Snow Dragon turned over...... Everyone, pay attention, there is a snow dragon's lair below!" At a glance, Liu Zongyuan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately ordered the soldiers to be on guard and ready to fight at any time.

The soldiers on deck went into action.

Ye Qingyu came to the side of the boat and looked down.

I saw that the ice field below suddenly became like sea water up and down, a large amount of snow fog and ice chips boiled, and you can vaguely see that there are behemoths more than a thousand meters long, meandering and crawling in the ice and snow mist, just like a wild dragon cruising in the ocean, where it passes, the ice is shattered, the ice peaks collapse, and the ground is shattered like liquid......

The behemoth was snow-white and faintly scaled, and it looked terrifying, scurrying through the ice.

"There is actually a snow dragon lair here? The snow dragon is one of the main battle demon species of the [Southern Leaning Legion], it seems that this area should be the hidden military outpost of the demon clan. Mr. Liu looked at it for a while, and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, finally something, come here, bring a pen, I want to record this." ”

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