Feng Zhuo thought, Fu Ling didn't know.

After returning to the room, Fu Ling took out some medicinal herbs.

Hair dye cream is not good, as soon as the hair grows, the roots will be white again.

It would be nice if the pill could be maintained......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, five days have passed.

The pill had been practiced, and when Fu Ling entered Bei Miao's room, he saw that Bei Miao was still asleep.

"It's the fifth day." Ye Mingxuan saw Fu Ling appear, and asked a little uncomfortably: "Ah Ling, is Bei Miao really fine?" ”

"It's going to be fine." Fu Ling said: "I should wake up in a few days." ”

After hearing this, Ye Mingxuan sighed.

Fu Ling sat on the side of Bei Miao's bed for a while, and Feng Zhuo and Ye Mingyuan came.

No better than Feng Zhuo, Ye Mingyuan's face was very cold.

It's an ugly complexion.

Seeing this, Fu Ling asked, "Big brother, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Mingyuan said: "It just so happens that you are all here, so I will tell you this matter directly." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The Northern War is missing." Ye Mingyuan looked at a few people and said: "Seven days ago, Bei Zhan Nan left together, and the accompanying elders would go to a message to my uncle every day, but there was no news yesterday, my uncle thought that there would be news today, but there was no news in the morning, and my uncle realized that something was wrong and contacted my father, let us rush over to see it first, and they will arrive later." ”

"Where was the last time the elder contacted my uncle?" Fu Ling frowned and said, "Let's go first, does it mean that that place is closer to Dongzhou?" ”

"From Dongzhou to Beilin, the flying beast can reach the northern imperial capital in half a month, and now in the past seven days, it must have reached the territory of Beilin." Ye Mingxuan said: "Our side used to be similar to my uncle's past. ”

"Let's not talk about that yet." Ye Mingyuan said: "When my uncle said it, he said that he wanted to bring Ah Ling, it should be because he thought that Ah Ling's light spiritual power could save people, so he hoped that we would go, and this matter is very weird." ”

Is it weird?

Spooky, of course!

If the Northern War really disappeared after entering the territory of Beilin, who would dare to capture the crown prince of the Beilin Empire in the Beilin Empire?

"Big brother, which route did they take in the Northern War?" Whirling asked.

"Buried in the snowfield." Ye Mingyuan said: "When they left the Northern War, it was already more than December, if they couldn't rush back to the Beilin Empire at the end of December, it would mean that the Yuan Festival would be on the road, it should be to shorten the route, and they would go to the side of the burial snow field, from the burial snow field, it would be Beixiao City, and from Beixiao City to the imperial capital, it would only take three days." ”

"Where is the Snow Field?" Fu Ling read some books about Dongzhou, but he hadn't read the one on the north side, and he hadn't heard of that place before, and when he heard it, he was at a loss.

"Bury Snow Plains has another name." Ye Mingxuan hurried in front of Ye Mingyuan and said, "Death Snowfield." ”

Ye Mingxuan gritted his teeth and said, "He's crazy in the Northern War, isn't he?" ”

"How many soldiers can't celebrate the Yuan Festival outside, just for a Yuan Festival, go to the Death Snowfield, where did he get the courage?" Ye Mingxuan roared: "Death Snowfield, how many people can't get in and out, what is he thinking in his head?" ”

"Blood ......"

"Blood ......"

Just when Ye Mingxuan was angry, Bei Miao on the bed made a weak voice.

When the four people in the room heard this, they all quieted down and looked at Xiang Beimiao.

"Blood ......" Bei Miao frowned, looking uncomfortable, as if he had a nightmare: "Nan ......"

Blood, South ......

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