"Okay, it's much colder than Lingdu over there, don't talk about me, you also pay attention to your body, rest early, don't always fight with the minister." Thinking of this, Fanyin couldn't help but sigh.

"Got it, good night. ”

"Good night. Sanskrit fell asleep on her side.

At this time, the northern moon was dark and windy, the cold wind was mixed with fine snow particles, and the temperature was lower than during the day. The wine was not gone, and he only felt warm all over his body, and there was any chill there. Along the way, he met many sentry posts, but the people on duty in the sentry did not see him, and in front of a sentry house closest to Jingyue Lake, Bei Ming stopped, reached out and knocked on the glass of the house.

I heard a terrifying exclamation from inside the wooden house. On the road that was originally empty in front of him, a human face suddenly appeared, and he stretched out his hand to knock on the window, even if it was a handsome and flawless face, it was enough to bear it in this dark night.

"It's me, Beitang Beiming. Only then did Beiming realize that because the effect of alcohol made him feel good, he forgot to restrain his spiritual power, and suddenly appeared, scaring the night watch.

"Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben...... Hello Minister!" the sentry was so frightened that he said something unfavorable.

"Excuse me. ”

"No, no, no, don't say that, are you okay with coming so late? Come in and sit, it's cold outside. ”

"No, I just wanted to ask if you have found any traces of Linglong recently?"

"Yes, there have always been dragon footprints near Jingyue Lake recently, and there have been them for several days in a row, and those footprints are five times the size of the white tiger, so these days we are several people in parallel to investigate, just in case, but only footprints were found during the day, and the dragon's true body was never seen. ”

"Okay, any other news?"

"Report to the minister, no!" the sentry replied loudly.

"You continue to be on duty, if you hear any noise later, you don't have to send a message back to the ministry, I will handle it myself, you can be on duty." After saying that, Beiming left.

"Yes! Minister!"

"You don't care how loud it is. "The sound is loud and audible, not big or small, from far to near.

"Yes, Minister!" replied the sentry in a loud voice.

Beiming came to Jingyue Lake, Jingyue Lake is the largest freshwater lake in the whole Dongling, because it is too gorgeous and dazzling, people give Jingyue Lake another name, called "Beauty Soul", which is also the meaning of "Beauty Lake". The girl in the north is conceited and beautiful, with clear contours, deep eyebrows and eyes, just like this "beauty soul", far better than the pretentiousness of the Lingdu girl. Jingyue Lake is thousands of miles long, 100 miles wide, the pond is hundreds of zhang deep, the lake and the sky are lined, the blue waves and tides, like the bright moon on this land, there is no end in sight.

Beiming walked all the way from the last outpost, Lin Shen was exposed, and no trace of Linglong was found, and he saw this Mirror Moon Lake through Berlin. The colorful pebbles on the edge of the lake were washed smooth and shiny, and at this time, due to the cold weather, it was covered with a thin layer of frost, and the lake surface had long been frozen, and countless ice cracks and silver marks were scattered in all directions, arrogantly passing through the lake and pointing to the center of the lake. The wind and snow stopped, the lake was quiet, the moon was high, and you could see the mountain rocks and black dense forests in the bay in the far reaches of the lake.

Bei Ming thought that Linglong was not only an ancient divine beast, but also rumored to be the most astute spirit animal in the world, so he would naturally find his own place to live, and the bay in front of him was far from the inland and was a good place to live. Beiming walked on the ice for a while without a clue, and didn't find any movement, but fortunately he was not in a hurry, it was his luck to meet him, and it didn't hurt if he didn't meet it.

He thought as he walked: the sentry said that the footprints of Linglong were huge, and he had seen the footprints for several days, but he had not seen his body, it stands to reason that this is illogical, no matter how alert such a behemoth is, it should not be hidden so tightly, and since ancient times, there has been no historical record of Linglong's appearance, compared with the same Hongluan, who is also a divine beast, and is also obedient and arrogant, but there are still clues left, but Linglong has nothing, what is strange in the middle. Linglong, who has not been seen for nearly a hundred years, appeared in Jingyue Lake, is it because of "drinking"?

The more Beiming thought about it, the more he felt that the right way was coming, and the New Year was approaching, and Beitang ordered his men to go down to Jingyue Lake to "start wine" and take out the cold wine stored at the bottom of the lake. This wine is a treasure in the eyes of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Jingyue Lake is hundreds of zhang deep, this wine is not in the deepest depth, but in a deep pool of more than 50 meters, you can imagine how complicated the brewing of cold wine is, and it is extremely difficult to take it out. The best cold wine will overflow from the wine jar the moment it leaves the lake, making people want to be intoxicated, and Linglong must have smelled this wine before appearing.

Beiming stayed alone for most of the day, but still did not see the slightest disturbance, at this time he was drunk and drowsy, ready to rest on the ice for a night. I saw that he was independent of the ice in the lake, his hands naturally hanging down to his sides, his eyes slightly closed, and his long eyes were light and handsome.

He inhaled deeply on his chest, and the coolness was very pleasant. Gradually, the spiritual power rose, and he didn't realize the cold around him. Not long after, when he was half-asleep and half-awake, he suddenly felt a strange spiritual power appear in the center of the lake, and he immediately opened his eyes and vigilantly observed the movement of the spiritual power.

This spiritual power is extremely small, but it is very tricky, if it weren't for his own spiritual mastery, he wouldn't even notice the appearance of this strange spiritual power. Bei Ming held his breath and stared into the distance, as if there was a snow point beating in the distance, he looked at it, this snow point moved very fast, and it was rushing in his direction, but the night was dark, and the snow point was small, he couldn't even be sure if there was really something in the distance, but the vague spiritual power let him judge. He thought to himself, if Sanskrit didn't talk about this snow drop, it was just a grain of snow foam, and he could tell how many edges and corners it was thousands of kilometers away.

Just when Beiming felt a little dazzled, he exhaled a light breath, only to see the snow drops in front of him suddenly stunned in mid-air and motionless.

Suddenly, a perverse yin owl's spiritual power suddenly attacked the North Underworld, and the North Underworld blocked it with one hand, and several zhang of defensive enchantment rose from the ground, only to see a giant ice pick with powerful spiritual power more than ten meters long and three or four meters thick was forcibly cut off in front of the North Underworld's body, and the giant blade's body shattered and exploded.

Huo Di, only to hear an earth-shattering howl from the front, like a sharp tearing sound mixed in the throat, it made people perforate their eardrums and shudder. With a loud rumbling sound, the entire surface of the lake was shattered.

A proud thing appeared in the sky above the lake out of thin air, the white whiskers of the silver lins clanged, the crystal dragon ears were wide open, more than 100 meters, and the snow-white silver threads were intertwined on the dragon ears like ice, like an overwhelming snow net, which was indescribably gorgeous. The sharp and rigid wings shook behind, as if a Linglong with four wings appeared in front of the eyes of the North Stygian, the huge eyes like the orange moon stared at the North Styx viciously, and under the mist-blowing dragon nose, a mouthful of white fangs oozing with a killing momentum.