The peaks of the Iron Ridge Mountains are craggy and abrupt, like giant fangs that are hideous, high and protruding, and the frenzied and cold north wind is active from between these teeth, raging and rushing towards the snowfields of Vernonia.

The north wind blew the cloak and rattled non-stop, Wu Wenxu straightened the cloak and swept forward with a serious face.

Fourteen Noxian soldiers lined up in full gear, and the purple-bearded soldier was the captain of their team.

"Linglong, are you really not going to go with me?" Wu Wenxu looked at the team for a moment, then moved his gaze to the young man beside him.

"I'm sorry." The spirit dragon lowered his head and clenched his fists hard.

Wu Wenxu shrugged his shoulders regretfully, thinking that Linglong would follow him without hesitation, but he didn't expect that he would change his hexagram when he was leaving, which really disappointed him.

"Actually, I'd love to go with you to Piltover, but the Raven God's legacy doesn't allow me to do that, I... It must be followed. Linglong sat down in frustration, and suddenly a cold wind rose in the north, snowflakes fluttered, and the crystal snow was blown into Linglong's mouth, and he coughed violently.

Wu Wenxu sat down with him and asked in a deep voice, "Is it the old guy's obstruction?" ”

"No, it has nothing to do with the old village chief." Linglong shook his head, his handsome face was a little distorted, and said bitterly: "We, the Rommel family, have inherited a mysterious taboo for generations, as for what it is, I can't say, but I, Linglong, swear to the snow god, as long as I help my sister inherit this taboo smoothly, I will definitely go to you immediately!" ”

Mysterious taboos? Wu Wenxu was slightly stunned, it seemed that the ancient tribes were always guarding something, that was their faith and soul boarding, for these things, Wu Wenxu did not want to be strong.

He smiled with relief, took out a bamboo cylinder from under the cloak, lifted the plug, and the rich aroma of wine immediately floated away, Wu Wenxu said heartily: "Brother Ling's words are serious, come, toast to our friendship forever!" ”

Men's friendship is sometimes such a sentence, a glass of wine, faint, gentle, but it can make people unforgettable, deep in the bone marrow.

Not a drop of bamboo tube was thrown into the distance crosswise, drawing a perfect curve in the air, and I don't know where it fell.

The two laughed wildly in unison, hammering the snow like crazy, this is the presumptuousness and frivolity of young people, this is the purest friendship.

The spirit dragon stopped this crazy move, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and suddenly stood up straight.

He stretched out his arms violently at the Iron Ridge Mountain Range and roared loudly, "Great Snow Mountain, do you hear my voice? From now on, Wu Wenxu will be my own brother! I would like to guide him with my soul to the right sign, and I have shielded him from all afflictions with my body, and bless my brother, O god of snow! ”

Dare to love and hate, this is the characteristic of the Great Snow Field!

"In fact, Wu Wenxu never had any brothers in his previous life, and now that he thinks back, those guys who accompany him to eat, drink and have fun are just fox friends and dog friends." Wu Wenxu walked to Linglong's side, overlooking the white sky, his eyes flashing darkly.

"Now, maybe I should be proud of myself?"

"Of course, knowing me Rommel Linglong is a blessing for three lifetimes, with my Linglong here, the gate of Venolia Snow Village will be open for you at any time!" Linglong rubbed Wu Wenxu's shoulder fiercely.

Wu Wenxu looked up at the snow village, the quiet small village and the big snow field silently fluttered, like an oil painting embedded in the map, which was fascinating.

"Eun Gong, please wait." Wu Wenxu turned around silently, but an old and weak voice came into his ears, this gloomy and somewhat cold voice, Wu Wenxu is very familiar, who would it be if it wasn't the village chief?

Wu Wenxu didn't have a good impression of him, and couldn't help but say coldly: "Old guy, if you have a fart, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Borrow a step to speak." couldn't help but say that the old village chief pulled Wu Wenxu aside, as if he wanted to explain something extremely important.

Seeing that he was far away from Linglong and everyone, the corners of the old village chief's eyebrows suddenly cooled, and in an instant, those cloudy eyes were extremely clear, and even his tone rarely turned serious: "Wu Wenxu, although your future is full of fog, the old man still vaguely sees the broken sword and the demon, do you understand?" It's a symbol of death and sin, so be careful on this trip! ”

"Can you foresee the future?" Wu Wenxu smiled funny, isn't this old guy faint and dizzy?

The old village chief didn't ignore Wu Wenxu's rudeness, but said very seriously: "In your eyes, I am indeed a useless little old man, but as the speaker of the crow god, it is necessary for me to show the way for my benefactor." ”

"That's all I can say, but it's a pity, even if I exhaust my life's cultivation, I can only see your short fate and your future...... There are so many unknowables. ”

"My future?" Wu Wenxu muttered to himself, and he smiled and said, "My future is invisible to God." ”

"Let's go!"

"Boom!" The dragon burrowed out of the ground, and Wu Wenxu sat firmly on top of its head.

The purple crowd and this huge black shadow faded away in the morning sun, and in just a few minutes, they disappeared in the vast snowfield.

"Patriarch, how long will it take for Hanyue to inherit this power?" Seeing that Wu Wenxu had disappeared from his sight, Linglong suddenly threw an extremely serious and solemn look at the old village chief.

The old man was stunned on crutches, staring into the distance in distraction, and when he heard the words, his ears trembled slightly, and his rickety back also tried to straighten up: "Maybe a year, or more." ”

"Spirit Dragon, in the foreshadow given to me by the Raven God, that young man seems to be leading our clan to glory again!" The old village chief's breath changed rapidly, and his tone was full of fanaticism, and he trembled and raised his cane, and drew a large circle on the snow with the pointed bottom of the wooden staff.

Something miraculous happened, and the edge that had been scraped by the cane was lit up with a faint golden glow, which held the snow in the center, like a snow-white sun!

The golden light was still extending, crisscrossing and alternating from the outside to the inside, and for a while, a man holding a skull and wearing a cloak appeared in this round of sun, and on the left shoulder of the cloaked man, there was also a crow!

He pointed to the circle and said excitedly: "Spirit Dragon, have you seen this circle, this is the instructions of the Great Crow God!" ”

Linglong stared at the strange scene in front of him in a daze, he knelt on the snow with both knees, and said in a lost voice: "He, he was prophesied by the Raven God!" ”

"Yes, we crow clan have been killed by that traitor, and after decades of silence, we are finally going to do something!" The excitement in the old village chief's eyes did not fade, and he felt that his tired and aging heart had become younger at this moment.

The morning sun shone like gold, and the sun was like a giant from above, entrenched on the top of the mountains, shining on the nether, and then looming with many peaks, circling in the iron ridge mountain range as gray as a coiling dragon.

The snow bathes everything, and the heavens and the earth are the same. It can be said that the day when you can see the sun is considered a perfect day in the Venolia snowfield, but the air currents and the north wind are certainly not slacking off.

Today's temperature seems to be colder than ever, and the soldiers are wearing thick purple cloaks, the cold does not slow down their pace, and the good military qualities react in an instant.

Turning to look at the purple, Wu Wenxu wiped away a burst of frost from his eyelashes, and asked loudly, "Which of you can find the pass between Noxus and the Iron Agent Mountains?" ”

The soldiers whispered, they did not answer Wu Wenxu's question, but stared at him with a puzzled expression.

"I know." Wu Wenxu nodded, and among them, he was the only one wearing a dark black cloak, which looked out of place with the soldiers.

The procession stopped, and the bearded soldier fell to his knees on one knee and whispered in a muffled voice: "Lord, we only need to follow the Iron Ridge Mountains all the way east, and in three days we will reach the northern pass." ”

"Very well, what's your name?" Wu Wenxu took a deep look at him, and subconsciously always felt that this guy was very different.

"My name is Joti Maple Misa, and I am twenty-two years old." Maple Messe lowered his head, his answer neither humble nor arrogant.

There was another murmur in the ranks.

"Isn't that guy's name Kendrier? How did it become the Maple Luo Misa? ”

"Shhhhhh

“……”

"Shut up!" Joti Maple Messai suddenly roared angrily, his deep voice became a little sharp, and then he said loudly: "I, Maple Messey, is no longer the slave of that mongrel, I have already sworn to my soul, and the one who swears allegiance to death will only be Lord Wu Wenxu!" As for the name given by Fellerkevin Brute, haha, fuck off to hell! ”

Feng Luo's gaffe made Wu Wenxu hesitate a little: "You and your original master, Feller Kevin, have a deep hatred?" ”

Wu Wenxu's question made the roaring Fengluo Maisai suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere became depressing, as if a dark cloud was shrouded, and the mountains were approaching this side, and they would collapse and crush everyone to pieces at any time.

"I'm sorry, master, I... I don't want to talk about my past. In the middle of the sound, he squeezed out a few words with difficulty, and then fell silent again.

"Maple Lo Misa, hehe, very nice name."

Wu Wenxu's eyes shot a blazing gaze at him through his black hair, and his voice became low, as if he was following a good temptation: "The pain and sorrow of the past, I hope you try to hide it in the dark back behind you, only if you live down-to-earth, your soul will not be annihilated by anger." ”

Speaking of this, Wu Wenxu's eyes suddenly became deep and sharp, he stared at Feng Luo Maisai, and said word by word: "But please believe me, one day, I will return to him the capital you lost!" ”

(Veneolia's length is over, and I'm very happy to have you all the time with the moon.) Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, the throat of the North Continent will officially kick off, a legend is about to be born, and once again, thank you to all the friends who silently support the moon! ）