"Brake? Isn't that the master of the Shadow Labyrinth? An audience member asked in the live broadcast room.

"He's still a disciple of Xilan, because he touched the demon knife and was fascinated by the demon knife, in order to pursue stronger power, he went to the dark elves to learn magic, but he was trapped in the shadow maze and couldn't escape, and finally died in the shadow maze The afterimage of Kaija became the shadow of the shadow, that is, the boss of the dark city in the game, and was killed by the ghost flash of the shadow of the shadow."

"Hey, even now, Xilan still can't forget that story." Bu Wanga helped Xi Lan to lie on the carpet lightly, waved his hand to signal Wang Yan not to come, he stood up with a look of remembrance on his face: "It's been more than ten years since this incident, I thought Xi Lan had recovered from the blow of this incident, but I didn't expect ......"

"Is it because of the Shadow?" Xinzang finally ate enough, wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and looked at Xilan who was lying on the ground and was asleep, and the corners of his mouth moved, because Xilan had been in contact for so many days, Xilan's original tall image had already been shattered in his heart, he really didn't expect the real appearance of the famous Xilan to be like this, how to say it? Call it cynicism.

"Well, since then, Xilan hasn't accepted any disciples, and he usually stays in Xuzu, and he doesn't pay attention to the invitations of his old friends, so I'm actually quite surprised to invite him over this time." Buwanga ate something, finally filled his stomach, nodded lightly to Wang Yan, and showed that he was very satisfied with Wang Yan's hospitality.

"Thank you Kaili for your hospitality, after a few days of traveling, everyone is tired, it's time to go back and rest, please come to me tomorrow to discuss how to deal with the ice dragon, Kairi, you can come over too." In the end, Buwanga stood up and said goodbye to Wang Yan, Wang Yan nodded, and then came to the tent to see a few people leave, Buwanga and Orka walked forward with the sleeping Xilan, Xinzang walked at the end, Shikigami Suzaku was quite dissatisfied with the snowflakes that fell on his body, and was complaining to Xinzang.

"Phew, patriarch, they're gone!" In the tent on the side, Rabina showed his head and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the figures of Buwanga and several people leaving, he rarely had such close contact with Buwanga, even when discussing major affairs in the clan, he mostly stood outside the tent to guard the safety, before Wang Yan entertained Buwanga, they consciously returned to their tent and did not dare to enter.

"Xilan Sword Saint seems to be drunk, isn't that so?"

"Looks like you're drunk, who knows?"

"Finally waiting for the patriarch, it's time to discuss how to deal with the evil dragon Skasa, I really hope to destroy it as soon as possible."

Several members of the team of Rabina walked out of the tent, looking at the figures of Buwanga and the others leaving, talking quietly, Buwanga's appearance made them regain their confidence, after all, Buwanga's strength is obvious to all, and with the help of a master like Xilan, he will definitely be able to defeat the ice dragon Skasa, and everyone is convinced of this.

As soon as Buwanga and a few people left, Wang Yan, who had nothing to broadcast live, turned off the live broadcast, and these days he deliberately shortened the live broadcast time, in order to accumulate the energy of the live broadcast system to the full value, and prepare for the live broadcast of the ice dragon in the future.

"Is the ice dragon still on that snowy mountain?" After Orka sent the two of them to rest, Buwanga asked when he saw the returning Orka.

"Well, since you left, brother, I've been sending people to keep an eye on it, and there will be news every day, the ice dragon has been resting for the past few days, but it often opens its eyes and looks around, it seems that it is impossible to sleep on its own." Orka recounted.

"Keep an eye on it, and when the other strong men who have heard the news arrive, I will organize an expedition with men, and you will have to keep up with the logistics when the time comes."

"Don't worry, brother."

Xilan woke up, stretched and sat up, only to remember that he had come to the camp of the Bantu tribe, he actually did not have a good impression of the Bantu tribe, his disciple Nuo Yu's parents died in the Great Wall because of the invasion of the Bantu tribe, but Buwanga should be another matter, after all, it was one of his few friends, and they had explored the Cave of Sorrow together and successfully walked out, establishing an inseparable friendship.

"That kid's wine yesterday was really strong, and I'm still a little dizzy." Xilan staggered to his feet, and when he walked out of the tent, he was blown by the cold wind and snow, and then he suddenly shivered, and instantly woke up from his hangover, he quickly retracted the tent, found a few thick clothes to put on, and then went out with the demon knife.

In the tent next to Xilan is Xinzang, at this moment he has already woken up, is sitting cross-legged and reciting prayers, the first skills of the priesthood are passed down through the apocalypse, the later generations of the priesthood who have learned these skills need to keep strengthening their prayers so as not to forget these apocalypse skills, once they are scattered, it will not be long before the original skills will really disappear.

Hearing Xilan's yawn outside the tent, Xinzang opened his eyes, there was a dazzling light in his eyes, he blinked and his eyes returned to normal, and then he picked up the Zen staff on one side, put on the monk's robe and walked outside the tent, and saw Xilan standing in front of his tent.

"I thought you didn't get up, but I went to Buwanga for breakfast, and I'm hungry again." Xilan walked with Xinzang and walked towards Buwanga's tent not far away, after the meal, Buwanga coughed and signaled the guards to retreat, when there were only three of them in the tent, Buwanga spoke up, his face was ugly: "There is bad news, the people who observed the ice dragon yesterday returned to the camp this morning, and brought the news that the ice dragon left the snowy mountain again, and left a lot of eggs, they tried to break an egg, and found this thing inside. ”

"This is? A pterodactyl that didn't grow? Xilan stared at the object that Buwanga had taken out, it had been frozen and looked like a hairless bird, but the long pointed beak and thick claws meant that this thing was no ordinary bird, or could it be said that it was a young dragon born by an ice dragon?

"No, it's very difficult for a dragon to produce, and it can't be produced by a Skazar dragon alone, I suspect it's trying to create an army of monsters to guard it, has this happened since the ice dragon woke up last time?" Xinzang asked with a solemn face.

"After the ice dragon woke up last time, because the crusade against it failed, the clansmen all migrated to Charit, and then they had to withdraw after being attacked by the imperial army, and at that time, the snow mountain where the ice dragon was staying was already full of strange monsters, and I don't know if it hatched from the egg shell." Buwanga shook his head, signaling that he didn't know.

"Without further ado, it's best to clean up all the eggs left by the ice dragon now, otherwise once the other party grows up, it will cause us a lot of trouble to crusade against the ice dragon, if these monsters are entangled in the snow mountain, then the ice dragon will be able to destroy us all with one breath." Xi Lan put down the little pterosaur that had been frozen into ice, and then proposed in a deep voice, the demon knife in his arms rattled, as if it was about to come out of the sheath immediately, Xi Lan had to press the handle of the knife, which quieted the demon knife that was about to move.