The entire col takes on the shape of a gourd, and the further you go in, the wider it becomes.

After Nunu took Chen Senran and his party to the depths, he motioned for them to rest in a large open space for a while, and he wanted to ask for instructions first.

Because according to what Nunu said to Chen Senran along the way, there is indeed a safe passage in their Yeti clan that can directly cross the layers of mountains to the side of the mountain, but that safe passage was originally taken refuge on the side of the mountain by the Yeti clan in order to avoid the rare snowstorm, although it is not difficult to open, but after all, it has saved the Yeti clan from danger several times, and in the hearts of the Yeti clan, it is a sacred path, and it cannot be opened unless the consent of the patriarch is obtained.

Although Nunu was very popular among the Yeti clan, and his father had also participated in the construction of this safe passage back then, he knew exactly how to open the road, but it was not easy to directly lead Chen Senran and a group of outsiders there.

After all, that would break the rules. And rules are such a thing, no matter where they are, even in the savage population of humanoids like the Yeti Clan, it is the highest law.

No one can break the rules, otherwise everything will be messed up.

So Chen Senran fully understood this, and he watched Nunu ride the strong snowman into a cave in the deepest part of the col, which was about the high-level council hall of the Yeti Clan, and smiled.

Everything went quite well, and if nothing else, he would be able to set foot in the northeastern part of Freljord this evening, and then, if the weather was good, he might still be able to see the moon in its fullness.

The only thing that made people feel a little uncomfortable was that more and more snowmen gathered around, and they stood together in groups, puffing out their white, three-point doubt, three-point curiosity, three-point tigerish eyes, and an inexplicable fear to look at Chen Senran and their group of uninvited guests.

As they watched, they whispered there with the kind of ghost roar that Chen Senran couldn't understand at all, and with the cold wind that was faintly whistling beyond the mountain col, it was really a bit creepy.

Little Lori was already a little scared, at this moment she was surrounded by so many strange things, and she was no longer shy, and she swooped into Chen Senran's arms, but the little eyes that appeared from time to time still exposed the curiosity of this little girl's natural woman.

And the thousand Demacian dreadnought stormtroopers soldiers were the elite of the elite, facing the more and more chaotic and huge pressure, their faces were still as quiet as death, their hands holding swords were not trembling with excitement, and their breathing was steady.

They did not show any murderous aura that should not be revealed, nor did they have any sullenness, nor were they arrogant or impatient, like countless silent blades, half-hidden in the scabbard, and only half an inch of the knife was prohibitive, which was probably the source of the indescribable fear of those snowmen.

Chen Senran is not afraid of what these snowmen will really do, because according to Ash, these snowmen usually have a very gentle temperament, unless you really do something that endangers their survival, such as robbing them of their food, or taking over their homes, they will never wave their thick arms at you.

As for food and homes, Chen Senran glanced at the shabby artificially dug caves attached to the mountain walls, and the black piles of food that were piled up on the ground with no apparent composition at all, and he felt a little sick to his stomach.

The waiting time was a little long, and Chen Senran could only survive the long time by telling stories to the little girl in his arms who began to fall asleep again.

When the story reached the third one, little Anne suddenly pulled Chen Senran's sleeve, pointed to Karthas who was looking up at the sky in the distance and asked, "What is that old monster that won't die looking at?" ”

In fact, Chen Senran had already discovered the strangeness of Karthas, and this old fellow had been looking at the sky since he entered this mountain pass, as if there was some peerless treasure there that attracted him.

"Maybe there's a delicious little girl in the sky." Chen Senran chuckled and said a witty remark, but his eyes slowly narrowed as he watched Karthas.

As soon as Xiao Lori heard this, she immediately remembered what happened before, her little face suddenly became red again, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Senran, as if she wanted to escape again, but looking at the snowmen who were eyeing her around, she just stepped on Chen Senran and pouted and fell into Chen Senran's arms.

Chen Senran touched the little Lori's little head with some amusement, secretly wanting to make you so strong usually, but his eyes moved to the sky along Karthas's gaze.

In the sky, the sky was getting more and more gloomy, the sun was long gone, and the sky was full of snowy dusk.

Large areas of heavy clouds were piled up.

There was a mountain in the thick clouds. A mountain as sharp as a knife.

North Iron Ridge Mountain. The highest peak of the North Iron Ridge Mountain stands silently in the clouds, like a god standing quietly in the snow for thousands of years, overlooking all living beings, majestic as a prison.

Chen Senran tried his best to tilt his head and try to see the top of this close mountain peak, but unfortunately the clouds were too thick and the sky was too overcast, even with his current eyesight, he couldn't see it clearly at all, at most, he could only vaguely see some ice and snow close to the peak, which had been deposited for thousands of years, even if he just looked at it from a distance, he could vaguely feel the deep cold and indestructibility of those ice and snow.

Just when Chen Senran's neck was a little sore, and he wanted to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly found that all the thick clouds had dispersed, and they were so impatient, just like a group of ants surrounding the sleeping gods suddenly discovered the awakening of the gods, and were frightened by the momentum of the gods opening their eyes and fled.

When the clouds dispersed, even the ice, which seemed to never break, was shaken.

Chen Senran's instinct told him that something was going to happen, but before he could react, before he could lower his head.

A resounding chirp pierced through the sky from the high mountain that seemed to lead to heaven, piercing through the clouds, penetrating the snow of the mountains and rivers, and reaching Chen Senran's ears inch by inch, constantly echoing throughout the warm mountain col.

The chirp was crisp, grandiose, and unstoppable, like a god whispering in your ear at the same time at that moment.

When that chirp sounded, Chen Senran vaguely saw a dazzling figure of sky blue sweeping past the peak.

His mind flashed through the kind of bird that Karthas was talking about, the kind of immortal bird that was born in the extreme cold of ice and snow and would never go down the mountain for the rest of his life.

A phoenix reborn in the snow and ice.

The phoenix is singing, and the sound is like jade.

The snowmen, who had been whispering in the col for a moment, fell to their knees in horror and reverence the moment the sound fell, and they bowed down to heaven and earth in fear, as if they had really heard the oracle.

Even the silent thousand Demacian soldiers had a strange face in this treacherous and mysterious atmosphere, and their hands holding their swords were a little hideous.

And Karthas, who had been looking at the sky, trembled, he seemed to be excited, and he seemed to be afraid.

Only little Anne raised her head from Chen Senran's arms, she was not afraid, she was not frightened, she just shrank back, looked at the sky and whispered: "It's so cold." ”

It was getting darker and darker, and large flakes of snow were falling from the clouds.

The snow is finally falling.

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