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A band of adventurers in the wilderness trudgingly walked on the frozen ice. They held each other and tugged forward, the cold wilderness being their worst enemy. The terrible cold wave ten days earlier had caused them to lose most of their substance, and most of their mounts were scattered, and after finally slaughtering the remaining horses, they relied on the fresh horse meat to support them through the terrible cold wave, and waited until the snow had stopped before moving on.

"Legionnaire, I'm sure there's Ice Valley ahead!" said a chapped-lips adventurer as he approached a tall minotaur with two long cyan horns on his head.

"Dore, remember, there will be no leader of the Unicorn Legion here, only Cynos. The Minotaur's broad palm gently patted the adventurer's shoulder, "We are all adventurers, ordinary adventurers. Adventurers who want to make a fortune in White Rock Town!"

"Dore, you stupid, you can't figure out such a simple question. If we let others know that we are members of the Unicorn Legion, how can we go to White Rock Town, how can we go to the wilderness to find those magic crystals that can sprout. Behind the minotaur came a round body poking its head out, he was so fat that there was only a slit left in his eyes.

"Dore remembers, Dore will never be called Lord Senos Legion Commander again. After Dore said this, his hands tightly covered his mouth.

This was just a small episode of Thanos' journey through the wilderness, and soon the group was in the Valley of Ice. Ice Valley is a special existence between White Rock Town and Frost-Free City, where the snowflakes do not stop all year round, and the snowflakes that fall into the valley do not melt all year round, and after a long time, adventurers have given this place a name, Ice Valley. The Valley of Ice is made up of a patchwork of small valleys that only experienced adventurers can find the right path for, and those who venture into it can easily get lost in a valley that looks exactly the same, and there are also murderous bands of Winddemon Wolf Thieves.

Xenos was clearly aware of the doorway, and by the path they walked, he knew that there were experienced adventurers in the team. Because their path into the Valley of Ice is exactly the same as that of the Grey Dwarves. As soon as I entered the Valley of Ice, the cold wind that whined in the wilderness seemed to disappear, and I could no longer hear it. Mentally exhausted adventurers came alive, and a long-lost smile appeared on their faces.

"Let's go to the valley ahead and rest. Cynos turned to the round man behind him and said, "Gold, you go ahead and find a good place to rest." ”

The round Gold nodded, and disappeared like a gust of wind into the yin and yang of the valley. Dole looked at Gold in the distance with envy, "When will I have such a skill as Gold!"

"Everyone has their own path," Cynos looked lovingly at the young adventurer in front of him, as if he had seen his younger self, "Gold has found his way, what about you?"

"I, I don't know?" Dole looked at his thin figure, apparently too far from Gold's weight.

At this moment, a terrible wolf howl sounded in the Valley of Ice, and the howl seemed to be still in the sky at first heard, and then it seemed to come to the shadows of the valley beside it. Cynos pulled out the mace behind him, clasped it with both hands, and beckoned the adventurer to form a circle back to back.

A shrill laugh rang out in the shadows of the valley. A red-haired, one-eyed young man slowly stepped out of the shadows, wearing a white cloak, and behind him a round fat man was kicked out of the shadows of the valley.

"Finally someone has arrived. I'm really looking forward to it!" the one-eyed red-haired young man stretched out his right hand from inside the cloak, and his right hand was actually a withered skeleton, but the withered skeleton was strangely stretched and clenched, as if it was alive.

"One-eyed Bond?" Cynos asked, tentatively.

"I can't imagine that there are still people who remember Bond, it seems that Bond is quite successful as a robber!" The one-eyed red-haired young man was full of displeasure, "But it's useless for you to know Bond, you all have to die today!"

"No, you're not One-Eyed Bond!" Dole suddenly said loudly, "You're the vampire Merlin, Bond is dead, and Bond died at the hands of the vampire Merlin." ”

"Good, you're doing great, young man. I admire you!" said the one-eyed red-haired young man, "How did you tell that I wasn't Bond." ”

"You're too young, Bond is an old thief who has been famous for many years, you're like a proud young man, by the way, a young man, like to wear an eye patch and pretend to be a pirate, in fact, your eyes are good," Dole said with a pale face and courage to work hard, "You're not a real one-eyed dragon!"

"Yes, of course, I'm not a one-eyed dragon. The one-eyed, red-haired young man reached out and removed the blindfold from his head, "Then, I keep my promise, and you can leave." He wasn't so lucky, though. The red-haired young man walked up to the round Gold and said softly, "Actually, I'm the One-Eyed Bond, and you're not wrong at all." Bond likes to torture people like this, torturing these adventurers who pass by!"

The red-haired young man stretched out his stiff leather boots, stepped on Gold's chubby right hand, and then stood on tiptoe and spun in place three hundred and sixty degrees on them. "Thank you for reminding me that One-Eyed Bond wouldn't be so kind, would he?"

A cold, dry hand grasped Gold's chubby face, and with slow force, the sharp phalanges cut through the white, tender skin.

"I'm sorry, I miscern," Gold almost cried, he had heard of the undead in the wilderness when he was in Mushuang City, but he never imagined that one day a living man would hold his face with a skeletal hand.

"No, you're not mistaken, I'm the One-Eyed Bond, the leader of the Storm Wolves. One-eyed Bond!" The red-haired young man picked up the blindfold on the ground and slowly covered one eye. "Old rules, you have to keep half of it. People still have things, and they all leave half of them. ”

"Bond, do you remember this?" Cynos threw a shiny thing at the red-haired young man.

Jingle, a black token appeared on the cold ground, and the red-haired young man glanced at it contemptuously and said slowly: "The old rule, people keep half, things leave half." ”