And now that I have heard several inquiries and reports, it seems that this evil force has gradually developed to the extent that there is a soil emperor, and these forces do not take the court seriously.

"It is said that Wei Yi survived by selling medicinal materials, what kind of medicinal materials will there be in this kind of place?"

An Shuangchi hugged Mo in his arms gently, and his dark eyes flashed with a different light under his frowning brows......

……

When Mo Qingrou woke up in the morning, it was already noon, and the wine had already woken up, but the stamina was too great, the back of his head hurt slightly, and his cheeks were even more red.

Looking at the face in the mirror, Mo Qingrou instantly felt that even if she had advanced makeup skills, she would not be able to paint this plateau red beautifully, it was simply ugly!

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Mo lay on the table with a soft wail, "Oops, it's so ugly, I don't have the face to go out!" ”

And looking at An Shuangchi behind him through the bronze mirror, the appearance of the son like jade is no different from the past.

The more Mo Qingrou looked at it, the more depressed he became, could it be that this guy has iron on his face to resist the wind and rain?

"It's not fair at all, our itinerary is the same, why can you have nothing?"

An Shuangchi patted her face and smiled: "I think you are more cute like this."

Mo Qingrou knew that this was a comforting word, and turned around and said, "I look so ugly, will you dislike me?"

"How come, who dares to say that you are ugly, I am the first to disagree." An Shuangchi continued to comfort.

Mo was amused softly, and continued to narcissistically say: "Then you praise me for being a beauty!"

"Good, good, peerless beauty!" An Shuangchi went down the slope, if this woman made trouble unreasonably, it would kill people at a time.

You can't scold it, what else can you do, you can only pet it!

Mo grinned softly: "Hmph, this is really hypocritical, the great beauties are all ginseng, not to mention the peerless, now compared to the two of us, you must be much more credible than me to say that you are a peerless beauty."

An Shuangchi's appearance is a little feminine, but it is not a woman's beauty, her facial features are exquisite, and her face is like a carving.

An Shuang was speechless, and she was about to cry because of Mo Qing's magical logical thinking.

At this time, the dark guard appeared at the right time, "Master, do you want to bring breakfast in?" ”

This saved An Shuangchi, who was in dire straits, and found an excuse to flee in panic immediately.

Mo Qingrou also felt very funny for a while, "I seem to be too unreasonable." It is estimated that the strength of the wine last night has not passed, and my head is not very clear for a while. ”

patted his brain, which was still a little dizzy, Mo gently took out antifreeze cream from a pile of cosmetics, and when he washed his face, he felt that it hurt so much, and he thickly applied several layers of glycerin and antifreeze cracks on his face, and wrapped himself tightly with a quilt again, and after making sure that it was safe, he got out of the carriage unhurriedly.

But as soon as she got out of the car, a cold wind hit, and she couldn't help but shiver when she was still freezing.

It's so cold, it's so cold, it's an ice cellar here!

Mo walked behind An Shuangchi with a chatter of teeth, and asked with a few trembling moments, "How far is it from Mobei City?"

An Shuangchi in the cold wind turned her head and smiled slightly, and said to her: "It's not far, it's coming soon!"

"Isn't it so cold when you enter the city?" Mo asked softly.

"Well, there is a wall around to block the wind, it will be much better, let's go, go to breakfast first." An Shuangchi said very naturally, took Mo's gentle hand and walked to the fire.

The food was naturally simpler, and the group felt warmer after eating half full, so they extinguished the fire and began to hurry.

"It's almost there, and you should be able to enter the city in the afternoon." An Shuangchi cheered everyone up and said deliberately.

The cold wind is sharper than a knife, and staying outside in this weather is really sinful, and if you freeze outside overnight, the guards are likely to freeze into popsicles.

And Mo Qingrou's face is afraid that he can't hold back such destruction, to be honest, he will be distressed!

Saying this, Mo Qingrou's eyes really lit up a little, as if she saw hope, and everyone also raised a little enthusiasm and began to walk quickly.

It's just that the weather in the north of the desert is really impermanent, so it suddenly snowed heavily on the last day, and the snowflakes were extremely dense, and soon a thick layer was laid on the ground.

The road became more difficult, Mo Qingrou was put into the carriage by An Shuangchi, he continued to walk with the road in front, everyone was already bitter enough, only at this time the leader who did not abandon could make his subordinates not lose their courage.

The speed at which the snow was falling was so fast that Mo looked out of the carriage gently, calculating in his heart the speed at which the snow was falling, and he was afraid that it would not be long before his knees would be submerged.

An Shuangchi shook the horsewhip in front and said, "Brothers, speed up, otherwise the snow is too big, and we won't be able to enter the city!"

As he spoke, he took the lead in front of him to accelerate the speed.

The master did this, and when his subordinates naturally followed the master's steps, the group accelerated their original speed and drove towards the city gate at great speed.

This kind of driving speed made the time that originally arrived in the afternoon shrink to noon, and the gate of the big city in Mobei was not as dilapidated as Mo Qingrou imagined, but looked like an ordinary town.

There were a few people gathered at the door to line up to enter the city, but these people were all men, all dressed in extremely simple clothes, in such a cold weather, they were also wearing a set of thin cotton clothes, these people looked listless, all of them looked young, but there was no trace of the vitality that young people should have.

Their collective similarity is that each of them carries a black wooden box behind them, just like the candidates who enter Beijing to take the exam.

Mo asked softly and curiously, "Are these people students?"

"No, they're medicine pickers." An Shuangchi shook his head and said, his face becoming deeper.

A secret guard took over and explained: "Only those who can't survive in Mobei City will choose to go out of the city to collect medicine."

Mo Qingrou was aroused by curiosity, "What herbs can grow in this place?" ”

"I don't know." An Shuang put an end to the problem.

The guards who entered the city were not strict with the inspection, and the team proceeded quickly, and the people in front could enter the city with a few copper sheets and medicinal herbs.

Soon arrived at An Shuangchi's team, and the secret guard kept reminding Mo Qingrou in the rear that he must not show his face, and in connection with the fact that this is a land of poor mountains and bad waters, Mo Qingrou can think of the status of women here, so he naturally sits in the carriage obediently.

The team entering the city was quite smooth, but when it came to An Shuangchi's line, it was stopped by the guards.

The guard took the copper plate in his hand and said angrily: "This little brother is very familiar, who is he going to go into the city to find when he looks so handsome?"

An Shuangchi replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The rule of Mobei City has always been to release people if they give money, why do you want to break the rules?"

The guard took a sip of thick phlegm and cursed, "Phew! Grandpa, when did I break the rules? Grandpa, now I want to ask where you came from and where are you going? ”

An Shuangchi gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to split the blind guard in half, and the secret guard behind was even more impatient.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a slightly hoarse teenager's voice sounded.

"Let them in, or I'll tell the Boss that you've broken his rules!"

Following the prestige, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stood in the city gate tower with a tattered oilpaper yellow umbrella, in such a cold weather, the young man was wearing a very thin clothes, and a cotton jacket was tattered, but that appearance revealed a fearlessness, and the surrounding medicine pickers were different.

"Hey, it's you, Wei boy, could it be that you still know these people?" The guard stepped forward with a hippie smile and rubbed the young man's handsome face.

The young man was neither humble nor arrogant, bowed his head and said gloomily: "Let them go, I will go with you to see your boss."

The guard was stunned for two seconds and smiled: "Hahahaha, I thought it was hard-boned, I didn't expect it to be a fool, the fourth let that group of people go, there is a lively scene tonight, let's go and ......"

The young man surnamed Wei glanced back at An Shuangchi meaningfully as he left, and then opened the tattered butter umbrella and walked towards the depths of the city gate.

"Boss, this person is ......" The dark guard didn't dare to point out, and said tentatively.

"Let's go, let's go into town!"

"Yes."

……

Mo Qingrou couldn't have imagined that Mobei City was actually a dead city, saying that it was a dead city did not mean that there was no demon smoke here, on the contrary, in such a snowy weather, there were still many people walking on the street.

The city was very large and desolate, and the pedestrians walking in the streets in the snow were like walking corpses, some of them seemed to have been frozen and stiffened, and they fell into the snow and never got up again, and the snow should soon hide him, and when the snow melted, he was a white skeleton.

The people who were still walking seemed to be as if they didn't see it, carrying their suitcases and continuing to walk expressionlessly, they kept the same position, sometimes slipping, they fell directly into the snow and continued to maintain the posture of falling, not struggling at all.

The lifeless city, where there is no dead life at all, seems to be in hell, making people feel depressed and hopeless.

Mo Qingrou felt uncomfortable all over, twisted his body and said: "It makes me feel too uncomfortable here, I can't breathe down, I don't want to come a second time if I come once, how did you do it so many times?"

"The people here are all exiled criminals, and it's been more than two months since they got here." An Shuangchi said expressionlessly.

Being assigned to this kind of place, there is basically no possibility of survival, it is not easy to come here alive, and the children and grandchildren of the people who have arrived here must live here, there is no future, let alone hope, so there is no hope of living on everyone's faces.