Although the Eye of Death is the Empire's largest battlefield, there will be times of calm in this place. Even in the midst of war, they are just confronting each other. And most of the time it was a confrontation, and there wasn't a lot of time for real war. In a place like the Eye of Death, it's hard to add to the death of a soldier.

Xuejiu has been suffering losses recently, so he has naturally become more honest during this period of time. The Blood Soul Clan has been very calm lately, and there is no movement.

Gao Wei had been cultivating his strength, and his aura was rising little by little, and Gao Haifeng was happy to see such a situation. Gao Wei is his son after all, and his own son is getting stronger and stronger, which is a good thing for a father, isn't it?

The family is happy and the family is sad, Gao Haifeng is happy here, and Xuejiu has always been very depressed. He was calculated by Gao Haifeng for 50 million mixed yuan crystal jade, that is mixed yuan crystal jade! Even if it is a small race's accumulation of thousands of years, it is not necessarily possible that there will be 50 million mixed yuan crystal jade. was pried away from so much wealth by Gao Haifeng all of a sudden, and it was a fool for Xuejiu not to feel distressed.

"Blood Nine. A faint phantus appeared in front of Blood Nine. Seeing this phantom, Xuejiu hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Welcome to my emperor." ”

This phantom is none other than the Emperor of the Blood Soul Clan, and he has once again descended into this world.

"Blood Jiu, I'm here to tell you that no matter what happens recently, I won't allow you to fall out with humans!" the emperor's tone didn't have the slightest hint of discussion, this was from the emperor's order, "You also know our situation, we can't fall out with the Chaos Domain at this time!"

"Yes!" replied respectfully, how could he dare to disobey the emperor's order, even if he was not satisfied, how could he dare to express it?

The emperor looked at Xue Jiu lightly and said, "I know you are not satisfied, but I tell you, no matter how dissatisfied you are at this time, you have to endure it for me!

Blood Nine waited for the Emperor's aura to completely dissipate before standing up. Picking up the bag on the ground, Xuejiu felt the weight of the bag, his hand sank, and he hurriedly held it up with all his strength to prevent the bag from falling to the ground.

When I opened it, I saw that all the bright and bright things in this bag were mixed yuan crystal jade, and there were as many as 50 million of them. Blood Jiu was overjoyed in his heart, and bent slightly towards the place where the phantom of the emperor had just disappeared to show his respect. The Eye of Death continued to be calm, and with the emperor's words to explain, Blood Nine would naturally not be looking for trouble. Gao Haifeng's side naturally won't look for trouble, after all, they still have some tricky things to deal with, and the Demon Beasts and Demon Beasts have reached the active season, and now is a very troublesome time. Proactive troublemaking is not for them.

In general, there is calm in the Eye of Death, but not necessarily on the outside, perhaps it should be said that it is a completely different scene.

The war is wanton and mournful, and countless people are running in the war, just hoping to survive the war. But these people who want to live are decreasing all the time, and almost all of them will die or be eaten without taking a step.

Not everyone has good luck, such dead things happen every day, and never less.

In front of a small city, countless victims crowded in front of the gate, hoping to enter the city and take refuge, but the gates of the city were closed, and the city refused them. I don't know how many cities this is, and some people are already desperate. They had walked so many ways and fled for so long, even if they escaped the killing of the Blood Domain Soul Clan, it would be difficult to find a way to escape. The young and strong ones may be left behind to serve as soldiers to defend the city, but what about the old ones and some women? They will only be rejected by the city and continue to embark on the road of escape, and on the way to escape, they will continue to rub shoulders with death or be picked up by death. This is war, not only the soldiers on the battlefield will die, those civilians, the civilians, even if they die, no one will know, at best they will become one of those numbers when the statistics are counted later, and that's it.

In the middle of this small city, a young guard clutched his hair in the house, and he could hear the cries of the refugees outside, and the feeling of despair was eating away at him little by little. He didn't want these refugees to come into the city and hide, but no! There were so many people, this small city really couldn't accommodate so many people, and there was not much food in itself!

What a painful thing for a person who has the heart to save people, but who is not capable of saving people, but there is no way, this is war, and there is no choice.

It's not happening to one person, it's happening somewhere else, it's the same. In the words of those old people: If you see too much, you will get used to it, and if you get used to it, it will be good.

It's good to get used to it, but in the midst of the pain of war, numbness may be a relief, right?

A purple-clothed young man suddenly appeared on a wasteland, looked around, and smiled faintly, "This place is not bad, it can be used as my territory." ”

With a wave of his hand, countless rocks flew up and gathered together, and a burst of purple light flashed, and the once solid stone wall appeared in this wasteland. In the same way, the young man in purple built three more stone walls in several other places. In just a moment, a city appeared in this originally barren place.

"The place is not bad. The young man in purple smiled, turned to the two children behind him and said, "It's your turn, go and spread the news! ”

"Big brother, what's this place called?" asked the little girl, whose eyes sparkled with innocence.

The young man in purple thought for a moment and said, "It's really a question, what's it called? My city must have a nice name!"

The young man in purple walked back and forth, thinking about his name.

"Let's call it Drifting Snow City!" said the purple-clothed young man with a smile, and finally decided on a name.

The little boy looked around, "Snow City, there's no snow here!"

"Then do you have any opinions?" the purple-clothed young man looked at the little boy with a smile, his eyes shining with a threatening light. The little boy smiled wryly, shook his head, and said, "No, no." ”

"Don't go soon!" said the young man in purple, and the two children stuck out their tongues, turned around and left, flying away. The two children are actually seventh-level powerhouses, and they are still two children who look like they are only seven or eight years old!

The young man in purple looked at the two children with a smile and said dotingly: "Little guy!"