Cold Night Empire, the fifty-sixth year of Emperor Jialing, Beiliang, Longcheng. The sky was overcast, and the snow, white snow, the size of goose feathers, fell from the sky one after another, and their end was the blood-colored land of Dragon City.

Dragon City is a place where there is no sun all year round, and it is the first pass of the border defense of Liangzhou in the north of the Cold Night Empire. Adjacent to the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons and a place called Yin Mountain, although the terrain is treacherous and easy to defend and difficult to attack, more people die on this battlefield every year.

The snow was still falling, and on top of this land of snow and blood, a cold wind rose. The cold was biting, like a knife that scraped the enemy's face on the face of every soldier, their armor was torn, their bodies were stiff, and their expressions were numb.

They live, but they are like dead people.

A young general stood on the city wall with the soldiers, facing the wind and snow, mourning the souls of the deceased. His name is General Chen Fei, a cultivator at the pinnacle of foundation building, and a famous general in the frontier.

He just stood here, his left hand pressed against the saber at his waist, and watched into the distance. In the midst of the snowstorm, a black spot appeared in the distance and caught his attention.

Bai Ye wore a dress roughly sewn by himself from animal skins, pulled a large raft made of wooden strips and animal skins, and walked step by step in the wind and snow. The animal skin on the raft was a piece of demon beast flesh and blood, which was his food along the way, and he set off in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons half a month ago.

After talking to the old man Bai Ze, the old man Bai Ze sent him out, but he sent him directly to the north of the outermost part of the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons without saying a word, and he only heard the old man Bai Ze's muttering of missing wine.

There was no way, he set off after making simple preparations in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons.

Dead crows are a large social scavenging bird monster unique to this area of Dragon City, their bodies are the size of falcons, and their bodies are pitch black. At the moment they were eating happily, flying all over the sky and screaming terriblely.

Like Chen Feijiang, they soon found the white night walking alone in the vast snow. "Ahh It came from the sky, like an arrow from a string, and it attacked the white night with incredible speed.

Bai Ye, who was pulling the raft, put down the tendons of the demon beast in his hand, and with a casual move, the burning love appeared in his hand. With a flash of scythe, the dead raven was cut in half. "Ahh

Black shadows flew in the sky, giving the impression of being hidden from the sky. The white night crossed the burning love in front of him, and simply ran towards the black shadow flying in the sky. Along the way, he has been suppressing his cultivation, he wants to transition from perfect qi training to perfect foundation, several times, he has made dangerous breakthroughs, but he has been forcibly suppressed, in order to build a perfect foundation.

But at this moment, he finally had the opportunity to vent his long-suppressed power, although every flying black crow in front of him had a cultivation at the peak of Qi cultivation, how could he be compared to an ordinary monk? In a way, he was invincible in the same rank.

"Scythe, Eight Extremes Kill. "The so-called sickle method is an offensive method created by him in his previous life, and this trick comes from his comprehension of Fan Lifa. I saw eight huge black blades appear out of thin air, about ten meters long, and dozens of dead crows died under this move at once, the essence of this move lies in the speed of the white night's scythe, as long as he is fast enough, he can attack from eight different directions, forming such an offensive.

"Ah!" the whole flock of crows rushed towards him, and there were not a thousand but eight or nine hundred. Bai Ye was extremely calm in the face of such an attack, six bright red rays were born around his body, and his aura became like a purgatory Shura at this moment, and even the dead crows who rushed to his side were stagnant.

"Ding, ding, ding......" The sound of metal clashing was endless, and he specially used the blade of burning love to hit the beaks of these crows, how could the weak demon beast be the opponent of the half-saint Dao soldiers, but after a few breaths, the entire group of dead crows was swept away by the white night, and huge corpses kept falling, and the white night was like a death reaper, ruthlessly harvesting their lives.

On the city wall, all the soldiers were dumbfounded, is this still a human being, this kind of strength, in their minds, this must be a powerful person among the monks can do it. The defenders of Dragon City, since the founding of the Cold Night Empire for thousands of years, have been fighting against the demon beasts in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons and the Hu tribe in Yinshan, and they have never collected the corpses of their dead colleagues very little or at all, not because they don't want to, but because they are really helpless.

The group of dead crows outside the city is large, and every adult dead crow has the strength that is not weaker than the peak of the human race cultivator's qi cultivation period, not to mention that they have always acted in groups, so the defenders of Dragon City have always been in such a helpless situation, and today's battle in the white night really helped them breathe a bad breath.

Bai Ye's power was gradually depleting, he didn't dare to use the "Shura Dao" to replenish the consumption, he noticed that the life essence of these crow-like demon beasts took away a kind of their unique corrupt poison, with Bai Ye's current cultivation, he definitely couldn't blindly absorb such life essence, otherwise it would be a new trouble for him, and it would take a certain amount of time for this poison to dissolve.

Bai Ye knew that the defenders of the ancient city wall in front of him were watching, and the "Demon God Transformation" could not be used rashly, that kind of ability was not like the power that a monk of his realm could have, so he continued to fight against the remaining dead crows while running his true qi on his legs.

Bai Ye began to march with a mysterious footwork, his feet were on the body of the black dead crow, and he took advantage of the situation to fall to the ground to collect the burning feelings, protecting his body with true qi, pulling the raft with one hand, and fighting back with his fist with the other hand, the whole person was moving rapidly in this vast bloody land, like a ghost in the flying snow, that was the method of "Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night", and at this moment he used it to save his life.

On the ancient dragon city wall, Chen Fei will see all this in his eyes, and he asked himself that although he can also do it to such an extent, he is definitely not as chic as this brother under the city, and it is really much more embarrassing than him.

"Let me command that the gates of the city be opened for this brother, and that he be brought into the city. General Chen Fei waved at one of his attendants and motioned for his soldiers to open the city gate. "Yes, according to the General's will. The attendant clasped his fist at him and waved his hand to signal the defenders below to open the gates.

Bai Ye moved towards the city gate in the distance at high speed, the distance between the two getting closer and closer, he tightly grasped the beast tendon in his hand and quickened his pace. The black crows chased after the white night, but no matter how much they flew, they couldn't catch up with the humans in the distance.

Seeing Bai Ye enter Dragon City, this large group of dead crows gave up chasing him, and flew back to continue to gnaw on the carrion on the corpses on the ground. From time to time, they glanced in the direction of Dragon City and let out a piercing chirp to vent the anger and unwillingness in their hearts.

As for the matter of rashly letting the white night enter the city, whether it is General Chen Fei, the general defending the city, or other soldiers, they don't care about this matter at all in their hearts, in their hearts, there is this ancient dragon city, there is Beiliang, but there is no emperor of the Cold Night Empire who is far above the temple.

"Brother came to our Beiliang, what is the matter?" Chen Feijiang looked at the sweaty white-haired young man in front of him, and his heart was still full of doubts.

"This general, to tell you the truth, I was originally a casual cultivator in this area, and my wife has had a strange disease in the past few months, and I have no choice but to do it in order to make a living. Bai Ye pulled open the animal skin on the big raft, revealing a red-clothed Mo Yexue, which made everyone around look stunned for a long time.

"In order to save my wife, I had to use the secret method of the family to make myself like this, but I still didn't have her, so I wanted to come to this developed city to see and find a way to save her. ”

At this time, everyone noticed Mo Yexue, whose eyes were blank, "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman." So they thought. Chen Feijiang looked at the persistent young man in front of him and noticed his shining white hair. He shook his head, then sighed

"Then go into the city, brother, and wish you a speedy recovery of your wife. "The folk customs of Beiliang are different from the Western Liang of the Great Yan Dynasty, and this simple folk style can be seen in everyone in Beiliang. Of course, they still have the caution they should have

"General, is there really no need to send a brother to keep an eye on this man?" asked one of the soldiers.

"No need. Chen Feijiang shook his head, with his cultivation and eyesight, how could he not see that Bai Ye had been injured when he fought with the group of dead crows just now, the white-haired boy just now deliberately suppressed his injuries when explaining the situation, and paid special attention to the expressions of the people around him, as if he could escape again if something was slightly wrong, but it couldn't be fake.

Bai Ye pulled the raft and walked on the criss-crossing field paths, looking at the scenery in the distance, he did not expect that even in such a cold environment, there would still be people to grow food. The goal of Bai Ye's trip is the Star Silence Sect pointed out by Bai Ze, since it is the land of the extreme north, then he should keep going north.

In a small, deserted and dilapidated village, he noticed a little boy about six or seven years old, who had been watching him from a distance for a long time. His intentions, how could Bai Ye not know. Finally, the little guy moved, and he ran quickly, took out a piece of the monster's meat from the raft and was about to run away as fast as he could.

But he was taken back by the White Night, who pointed at him with the scythe of burning love, his young body trembling with hunger and cold and great fear, but there was unyielding stubbornness in his eyes. In the past, Bai Ye would not hesitate to kill the killer, but the unclothed little guy in front of him reminded him of the years in the Motu family.

White Night placed his hand on the little boy's head, leaving an obscure scripture in his mind. "Read well. ”

The little boy looked up, and the terrifying white-haired boy was no longer visible in the snow, and there was a large raft left in the place. He opened it and saw that it was full of demon beast flesh and blood. He didn't know why the man was doing this, he just knew that his brother and sister wouldn't be hungry tonight.

Decades later, however, when the two of them met again, he was the new Lord of the Cold Nights with whom he could talk and laugh. Of course, that's all for later.

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