The legend of the Yeti dates back to 326 BC, but it has never been truly confirmed.

Many adventurers and explorers from all over the world have gone deep into the Himalayas again and again, but all they found were huge footprints or a few clumps of hair, as well as story-like sighting records that were widely circulated among the locals.

Now, this mysterious creature that has existed for thousands of years lies alive on the ground.

Po has turned the snowman over head-on. The snowman in front of him is covered in thick yellow-gray hair, the top of the head and neck are reddish-brown, the cheekbones are prominent, the huge eye sockets are deep-set, the nose bridge is flattened, and the appearance is more similar to that of a gorilla.

The huge, dark soles and palms of the hands are similar to those of humans, and the reproductive organs are male, perhaps because they have never bathed on the glacier, and their bodies emit a stench.

"Is this guy a human or an animal?" An An covered her nose and didn't dare to get too close, but her strong curiosity drove her to keep an eye on the snowman.

"Paleoanthropologists believe that the Yeti may have been a link between the evolution of ancient Homo sapiens and modern humans, but I don't think they can be called human." Chi Hua explained.

"How did this guy grow so big? Isn't the legend only two or three meters tall? Ma Qingqiu circled around the snowman, and stretched out his foot to kick the snowman's head as he spoke.

The snowman's eyes suddenly broke open and his head shook. Frightened, Ma Qingqiu stretched out half of his feet and retracted like an electric shock, and jumped back to hide far away.

Looking at Ma Qingqiu's embarrassed appearance, An An chuckled.

The snowman whined twice, sat up from the ground, and looked at the Chi Hua people around him, with a very humane expression of fear in his eyes.

Although Chi Hua and the others looked very small in front of the huge snowman, it seemed to feel the powerful power in each person's body, and it couldn't give birth to a trace of resistance.

"Xiaoru, why did it attack us?"

Xiao Ru slowly approached the snowman and stretched out a hand to touch the snowman's palm.

The snowman, whose eyes were originally full of fear, immediately calmed down the moment Xiao Ru's palm came into contact with him.

At this moment, Ma Qingqiu suddenly understood why Chi Hua brought this little girl.

"It says we invaded their territory, and that we attacked them first." Xiao Ru turned her head and said to Chi Hua.

Chi Hua was speechless for a while. Because the Yetis don't seem to be wrong, they have lived on glaciers above five or six thousand meters above sea level for thousands of years, and it is natural to regard this place as their territory, and it should be human explorers who disturb them.

"But we didn't attack them, did we? Master Kampot, last time was the snowman who found out about you and pounced on you directly. Ma Qingqiu said.

The Kampot Lama nodded slightly.

"No, I don't think it's IQ enough to lie, they must have been attacked. It's just that just as we can't tell the difference between snowmen, they can't tell the difference between humans. Chi Hua rubbed his chin and said.

"Xiaoru, let's see if you can ask what kind of person attacked them?"

Xiao Ru communicated with the snowman again, but this time the snowman looked at Xiao Ru with a puzzled gaze, and then whined in his mouth, and gestured indiscriminately in his hand.

"I don't know what it's trying to say?" Xiao Ru said helplessly to Chi Hua.

The snowman suddenly stood up, got up, and walked to the ice tower on the side.

Ah Bao and Ma Qingqiu made a posture of preparing to attack at the same time, but were stopped by Chi Hua.

The snowman quickly emerged from the ice tower, holding a dead Central Asian corpse in his palm.

There was no need to express it anymore, Chi Hua and the others instantly understood that it must have been these Central Asians who took the initiative to attack the snowman.

"Ask how many Central Asians attacked them? And what about their groups, how many of their kind does it have? Where are they? Chi Hua asked three questions in a row.

After Xiao Ru communicated, she once again showed a helpless expression, "It has no concept of quantity, and it is not willing to take us to their camp. ”

Things suddenly came to an impasse.

Chi Hua pondered for a while, "Let it go." ”

Ma Qingqiu and the Kampot Lama both looked at Chi Hua with surprised eyes.

"Senior brother, don't you try to use some means to extract a confession?"

"We're not going to the point of cruelty to animals, and there's no point in killing it."

Xiao Ru was very happy about Chi Hua's decision, gave all the meat in the backpack to the snowman, and then waved his hand to let the snowman leave.

The snowman didn't believe it at first, he slowly retreated with the meat in his arms, and when he withdrew more than ten meters, he saw that Chi Hua and the others didn't catch up, turned around and ran, and soon disappeared into the ice tower forest.

"Senior brother, put it away, we won't be able to find it later."

Chi Hua smiled, "Do you think that with Yan Ying and Ah Bao here, can it run?" ”

......

Beneath a towering ice cliff, a group of men confronted each other with swords in hand.

The group was divided into three groups, two of which had only three people, and the other group had more than 20 people. However, the two groups with fewer people are not inferior to the group with the largest number in terms of momentum, and on the contrary, the side with more people looks more nervous.

If Chi Hua was here, he would be surprised to find that most of these people were his old acquaintances. Among the three small numbers, there is a group of Delenn with Simon and Benson, and the black man led by the largest number of people is the new Assistant Secretary of State for Asian Affairs of the new U.S. federal government. Cook.

Of the other three, the leader was a thin, sunken cheeked, pale young white man with a face that resembled a vampire. What's even more bizarre is that on this cold glacier, the man only wears a thin white tuxedo, and a pair of white bag-tied leather shoes under his feet. The pale complexion and pure white clothes almost blended in with the white glacier.

Behind the man were two people, a man and a woman. The woman was tall and burly, dressed in brown leather armor and holding a large double-edged battle axe. In addition to the exaggerated tomahawks, the most striking thing about the woman is actually the two large lumps on her chest, which are majestic enough to bury a man's head in it and suffocate him.

The other man was the most normal-looking of the three, of medium build, flaxen hair, ordinary appearance, and a faint smile on his face, like a big boy next door.

"I didn't expect the headquarters to send someone over? Philip, since a few of you are here, we will not be involved in this task. Delenn actually knew three other people, and he made a rare gesture of retreat.

The man known as Philip smiled softly, "Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, don't you have to show it so obviously even if you hate me?" Besides, Nisa misses you very much, don't you have anything to say to Nissa? ”

When Philip said this, the burly woman behind him turned red.

Philip's face suddenly tensed, and his tone became cold, "And you two boys, have you forgotten the etiquette of the family?" ”

Simon and the Benson brothers behind Delen glanced at each other, and had to bow in unison, "Cousin Philip." ”

Philip. Rothschild, the second in line to the throne of the third generation of the Rothschild family. Simon and Benson are only marginal in the family, and they can't compare to Philip at all.

"Simon, since my cousin has already seen it, let's go." Delenn beckoned Simon and the Benson brothers to leave.

"Wait a minute." Philip took out a triangular purple-gold token and shook it at Delen, "The Purple Gold Order of the Council, I am the special envoy of this mission, and I can mobilize all personnel below the elder level and an army of less than 10,000 people." I order the three of you to stay and assist me in this mission. ”

Delenn frowned tightly and didn't speak, surprisingly didn't express any objections, his brain was spinning rapidly at the same time, "Organize and dispatch three second-order powerhouses, and send Philip over and grant him the Purple Gold Order, it seems that that legend is likely to be true!" ”

Although Delenn hates Philip, he can't deny his strength, and he is not the kind of character that Reina can ignore himself. Delenn is considered one of the geniuses of the younger generation, and Philip is one of them, and is valued by the Order due to the order of Philip's heir.

But Delenn wasn't afraid of Philip, and his real headache was Terry behind Philip. Bondi and Nissa. Meroving.

The big boy who seems to be harmless on the surface is nicknamed "Mad Dog Terry", and once he really goes crazy, he is incredibly destructive, and his attack is like suicide. Someone in the organization once commented that Terry, who had gone crazy, was the first person in combat power among the younger generation.

And that burly woman, Nisa, in addition to her own combat strength, also comes from the Merovingian family, the royal blood of Europe. It is rumored that the Lee family and the Merovingian family are planning a marriage, and the marriage is made to Nissa and Delen.

Perhaps, this is the real reason why Delen would rather stay in China than return to Europe.

"A few honorable messengers, I won't bother you to catch up with the old days, and take your leave." Jerome interrupted Philip and Delenn with a smile and slowly stepped back.

"Stop! I didn't agree that no one should want to leave. Philip scolded Jerome, but his eyes remained on Delenn, waiting for his reply.

Jerome immediately stood still, but still had a professional smile on his face, "Actually, we don't need to do it at all, I have a proposal, those snowmen are not easy to deal with, we can go on an expedition together." ”

"And how should the final spoils be divided?" Philip turned his head to look at Jerome this time.

"Even if the legend is true, if there is any loot, we can negotiate to determine its ownership." Jerome looked sincere.

"Unfortunately, it's my habit to get rid of the little bugs before harvesting." Philip smiled femininely again.

Delenn sighed softly at the same time.

"Not good, do it!" Jerome's face immediately changed.