As soon as it dawned the next day, there were three fewer people in the Sky Cloud Valley.

Fang Tianming had already left for Donghai City that night, while Lei Hanhai and Mingyue Qing Yeshi had left the Empty Cloud Valley this morning.

There were three fewer people during breakfast, which made the hall of the Sky Cloud Pavilion suddenly deserted.

However, the existence of Kebing also makes up for this lack of people.

Ke Bing slept in the guest room of the Sky Cloud Pavilion last night, and was a little overwhelmed for a while.

On the way from Northern Xinjiang to Kongyun Valley, even if there is Ximen Xuan's entanglement, Ke Bing does not dare to go to the hotel easily, after all, she is in Dayan, and she is completely a person who doesn't understand anything, she is afraid that if she doesn't pay attention, she will be considered a foreign race by others and expose her identity, so she sleeps in the wild.

Not to mention in the Far North, although she has the blood of the Far North, she also has the blood of the Great Yan Nation, and the Great Yan Nation has even more blood.

Every day she lived in a dilapidated wooden house, talking about the uncomfortable ice bed, and she only slept once when she was in her mother's arms.

And this time, for the first time, she knew that there were soft beds, quilts, mattresses, and pillows, all of which her mother had told her, those things that belonged to the Great Yan nation.

But Bing's heart was really turbulent last night, and she knew that this was the closest she was to the world in the story her mother told.

This is her mother's hometown.

But Bing doesn't know how long she hasn't cried so badly, she only cried like this when her mother died, and other times, although you are also crying, but never like last night.

Until now, Ke Bing was still stunned when he looked at the hot porridge.

"Ke Bing!"

Xiao Luo saw that Ke Bing was stunned, and immediately shouted, which called Ke Bing back to reality.

"Tell me about life in the Far North?"

Xiao Luo also wanted to know what kind of culture and civilization was in the Far North, so he asked.

Ke Bing didn't hesitate and replied directly......

"Actually, compared with the Great Yan, the Far North is really backward, because the cold weather is not suitable for growing any crops at all, so we all eat the leaves of the trees that are special to the Far North and some frost-resistant wild vegetables and some animal meat for food."

"As for our clothes, they are only clothes made of the skins of some animals, and these clothes on my body are the last trophies of adventurers who once entered the Far North and fell into the hands of the tribe."

Ke Bing thought back to the food he had eaten since he was a child, and then thought about what he had eaten since he arrived in Dayan.

In his eyes, even if she just eats steamed buns at every meal, it is much better than her life.

Foods like pasta and rice, which require a warm climate to grow, she had never seen anything in the far north.

"Then what is the strength of your race over there?"

Xiao Luo didn't want to know the question of living habits, after all, he could guess, what he wanted to know was the strength of the race in the Far North.

"In terms of strength, in Da Yan for such a long time, I don't think that the Extreme North can have the ability to compete with Da Yan, but their innate environmental advantages will make Da Yan dare not attack, which Xiao Gu Lord also said yesterday."

Ke Bing replied.

"I've never been further north of the Far North, and none of our people seem to be able to stand the cold, so in my mind, the Far North is the only one I live in."

Hearing this, Xiao Luo nodded.

He also guessed the current situation of the Far North, after all, the Far North is quite old, and there will definitely not be only such a race, and the more northern area, Xiao Luo believes that it is definitely not a place without life.

"Is your patriarch the strongest of the clan?"

Ke Bing nodded, "He is an eighth-order martial saint, and his strength is the strongest. ”

"Then is there anyone who is in the same realm as your father?"

Ke Bing still nodded......

"Some of the elders in the clan are all eighth-order martial saints, but in terms of strength, it seems that the patriarch is still the strongest."

Xiao Luo listened to Ke Bing's words and fell into deep thought again.

This is the case again, even if they don't understand the language, they still have a realm division with Da Yan and other alien races, and this kind of race that has no intersection with Da Yan for ten thousand years is actually the same realm.

There are really too many mysteries in this world.

Xiao Luo couldn't help but think about what the world was like ten thousand years ago.

Thinking about it, Xiao Luo looked at Ke Bing, even though his heart was full of doubts, he still wanted Ke Bing to continue.

But Ke Bing put on a more embarrassed expression, she didn't know what to say.

But at this time, Ke Bing was suddenly stunned for a moment, and she suddenly remembered a very important thing.

"The people of the Far North don't seem to be united, and they're very cold."

As soon as Ke Bing's words came out, Xiao Luo suddenly became interested.

"What do you mean?"

After all, I grew up in the far north, and it seems strange to use this word.

"As the only mongrel in the Far North, I've been ridiculed since I was a child, and I'm used to all kinds of foul language."

Speaking of this, Ke Bing smiled bitterly.

"But even so, I have friends."

Speaking of this, Ke Bing's expression turned out to be a little better.

"She is the only one who does not dislike me and is willing to play with me, she will not abuse me because of my identity, and even care for me......"

As he spoke, Ke Bing's expression suddenly reversed.

"However, when the higher-ups of the clan learned about this, they punished her very severely, and my only friend was hung upside down and beaten alive for three days!"

Ke Bing's eyes were already full of tears, and resentment once again filled her heart.

"In the end, her parents also looked at her as a shame and did not heal her, and in the end, my only friend died at the hands of her own people, only because she was close to me."

Ke Bing's eyes were swollen and red.

"These people are cold-blooded monsters, they have no feelings, not even family affection! Everyone, just like their bodies, is cold, cold-blooded. ”

Ke Bing said this, took a deep breath and relieved his emotions.

"As for the disunity I said, it's just a seem, the relationship between the patriarch and the elder has been a little bad recently, I see all this, as far as I know, it seems that every patriarch and elder don't deal with it."

As he spoke, Ke Bing looked at Xiao Luo......

"I think it's a very good breakthrough, and I hope you cherish it!"