The boat staggered closer to the edge of the continental plate of the Ice Pole.

The closer you get, the more you feel the magic of the natural environment here.

The ice on the edge of the continent is so smooth that there is not a single sign of cutting.

The part of the ice that was soaked in the sea was as quiet as a girl.

In this way, the power contained in the ice of this polar ice can actually resist the melting power of this water.

The edge of the continent was a little high, and the fire team couldn't climb up smoothly with the hull of the ship.

At this time, Qin Yan's somersault cloud came into play again.

Up and down, back and forth a few times, Qin Yan sent everyone up.

Stepping on the Ice Pole, which was composed of huge ice blocks, Nalan Panao, who had come to the Ice Pole for the first time, all sighed at the scene here.

The Extreme Land, which is named after an element, really deserves such a name.

"Click!" Nalan Panao slammed on the ice with his sturdy combat boots, and the sound was a little dull due to the interference of the wind and snow around him.

"Brother Yan, how much strength do you say it takes to be able to shatter this ice continent and then sink it?" The whimsical Nalan Panao asked a very amazing question.

Hearing this, Qin Yan's mind reappeared with the mighty sword-wielding figure of the Xilan Sword Saint.

In a neat battle with the Ice Queen, the sword aura of the Xilan Sword Saint with that kind of strength could not destroy the ice cube scene under his feet, so the power required to sink this ice continent that Nalan Panao asked might be almost impossible to exist on the Abyss Continent.

"I think only the immortals in the sky can destroy the heavens and the earth." Qin Yan said with a smile.

"Immortals? In other words, are there heavenly immortals in this game? Nalan asked again.

"Who knows."

The five summoned the Golden Horse on the spot and began their expedition to the Polar of Ice.

The original plan to explore the secret realm of the East China Sea was changed due to a sudden storm, and in the face of the level 40 polar regions, the level 30 secret realm of the East China Sea seemed to be a little humble.

However, the Fire Squad had already killed the Shark Pepper, so in the face of freshness, the complete defeat of the East China Sea Secret Realm made sense.

The Polar of Ice, if anyone lived here, would have seen snowstorms and glaciers all his life.

The loneliness of Snow Country is somewhat monotonous.

As soon as such a thought passed through his mind, Qin Yan's eyes shrank suddenly.

There's movement ahead!

The marching fire squad seemed to have reached a point.

In front, there are many ice walls!

And in front of a gap that looked like an ice cave, a human figure appeared in the wind and snow.

He was tall, naked, and wore a pair of yellow wool pants underneath.

His arms were also wrapped around the same yellow cloth band, and he looked like a man who often used his hand strength.

His hair knotted into ice crystals and stood up backwards one by one, this kind of shape, Qin Yan seemed to have seen it somewhere.

[Bantu Male Warrior]: Grade: Lord, Level: 40, HP: 750000, believe in the Song of Rose, obey the will of the Ice Queen, and the power of Bantu protection will never dissipate.

Skills: [Queen's Gift], [Ox Totem's Protection], [Crush].

This is...... The Guardian Warrior summoned by the Ice Queen before!

It's just that this time it was a man who stood in front of Qin Yan and them!

Seeing the man's information clearly, the whole team of the Fire Squad went into a state of alert.

It's just that Qin Yan didn't feel a threat in him at all.

That's because this Bantu male warrior didn't even release the aura of hatred and locked on them.

This was the first time Qin Yan had seen such a battleless lord boss in the Abyss Continent!

"Brother Yan, how did he ......" Nalan Wuqi was very puzzled, obviously this male warrior of the Bantu tribe was standing next to the cave with his head slightly bowed, looking as if he was guarding something.

However, when the group of human players who were invaders to the Ice Pole walked up to him, he didn't react at all.

This is a level 40 lord!

"Rose is dead......" A mournful voice rang out over the Polar Ice.

Although he sighed lightly, the power of the lord of this Bantu male warrior still let his voice penetrate through.

Qin Yan's body trembled, such a sad voice, is this male warrior of the Bantu tribe paying tribute to the Lord of the Polar Regions?

Wait, their lord of the polar regions, I ...... No, it was the Xilan Sword Saint who killed it!

However, I am the one who summoned Xilan over!

At the end of the day, I'm the murderer......

Qin Yan, who had such a thought, understood what his identity was for this Bantu male warrior.

"Dead ......" sighed again.

Qin Yan even saw the body of the male warrior of the Bantu clan trembling.

It's not a shiver from the cold weather, it's an absolutely real outpouring of feelings.

The more he tasted this simple sentence, the more Qin Yan felt that things were not so simple.

What's going on?

The words of this Bantu male warrior actually contain that feeling?!

The Polar Lord has fallen, and these subordinate Bantu warriors should have wailed and wept.

It's like the death of a general on an ancient battlefield and the whole army pays tribute to it, and this feeling is completely released.

However, this Bantu male warrior was holding back alone.

Could it be that this feeling belongs to him?

Qin Yan's thoughts then extended to that kind of absurd possibility, which really sounded ridiculous.

The Bantu male warrior raised his head, and all the members of the fire squad retreated half a step, once again assuming a defensive and offensive posture.

However, the Bantu male warriors had no intention of doing anything about it.

Qin Yan was watching, and he wanted to know very much why this male warrior of the Bantu tribe who met by chance had such an expression of feelings.

Also, what is hidden in the cave next to him?

Suddenly, Qin Yan was slightly surprised after seeing the face of the male warrior of the Bantu tribe.

Handsome!

Even if it is put in the outside world, it can be praised by many people as handsome.

Qin Yan didn't expect that this strangely shaped Bantu clan would be able to give birth to such an appearance that was very close to that of a normal human being.

Under the wind and snow, the Bantu male warrior looked so sad.

"The white sky and white flowers, falling and changing in dreams, the fog and clouds are deep and I don't know where, the ice and snow palace is dazzling and the moon is ......"

"Holding hands is like a dream of cold jade night, willing to be Bingling sleep for ten thousand years!"

The male warrior of the Bantu tribe slowly sang a children's ballad.

The aura of grief was pushed to its peak.

Qin Yan's mind searched frantically, and finally found a correspondence in the information description of the Bantu clan.

Song of Rose!

This should be the song of Rose that the Bantu people have always believed in!

After singing this, Qin Yan confirmed the difference between the Bantu male warrior in front of him.

The feelings he exudes are no longer the kind of feelings that subordinates should have.

......