After Xun Ming, who had a black face, entered the chaotic mist, his figure dissolved as if he had been deconstructed, and disappeared in just a moment.

There was just a flash in front of him, and some familiar dizziness swept over like a tide, and then swept away without stopping at all, leaving only a few moments of whirlwind and earth, churning in Xun Ming's mind.

The solid touch under his feet came slowly, and when Xun Ming broke free from the dizziness again, what caught his eye was the ten thousand tent lights, as bright as day.

The night is deep, like the top of the painter's brush, splashing ink on top of each other.

A full moon, hanging high on one side of the sky, looked particularly bright and bright in the dark night.

Dark clouds slid slowly across the sky, but except for the lucky ones who happened to pass by the moon, everything else was obscure in the darker night than they were.

No one can see it, no one cares about it.

A few stars, on the other side of the sky facing the full moon, quietly watched the world, although they were as silent as the bright moon, but they seemed to dislike each other, separated by a whole sky dome, ignoring each other.

But in fact, it seems that both are quietly looking at each other?

On one side he blinked quietly, and on the other hand, he pretended not to blink his eyes.

Under the canopy of heaven is a barren mountain valley.

Thousands of tents were densely spread on the ground, and one after another lights were shining through the tents, making the entire barracks as bright as day.

Outside the valley, there is the yellow sand in the sky, sweeping the heavens and the earth, eroding all vitality.

Fortunately, there is a mountain barrier, and most of the wind and sand that can kill when they are violent are blocked out of the valley.

Even if a few of the fish slipped through the net, it only made the candles flicker slightly.

In the endless tents, sitting, lying or standing are the frontier soldiers who look tired, but the sharpness in their eyes is not diminished in the slightest.

In a few days, they will be able to reach the forefront of the battlefield.

Go and kill those barbarians without leaving a piece of armor behind!

Xun Ming was on a high ground, and as far as the eye could see, he could see endless military tents spread out on the ground, stretching into the distance to the end of the line of heaven and earth.

Looking at the silence of the lights in front of him, Xun Ming suddenly became extremely silent, the expression on his face disappeared little by little like ice and snow melting, but it seemed that there was ice condensing at the same time, and he became alienated from the world little by little, and his eyebrows and eyes invisibly exuded an emperor-like majesty.

He didn't think about going to the barracks to find out the truth, and he didn't do anything else.

Because he knew that an excellent "scout point" like his feet, which could overlook the barracks, was definitely a battleground on the march.

Therefore, there must be countless eyes staring here.

On the side of the couch, where others can sleep soundly?

As he expected, within a few moments, a burly figure in armor flashed and appeared not far behind him.

Xun Ming became indifferent on his face, but his eyes slanted slightly, and he retracted it leisurely.

Oh, Grand Master of Martial Arts?

I don't know if it's a cultivator who refines the body.

Just when the armored man appeared, Xun Ming slanted slightly and retracted his gaze for a moment.

It was originally a slightly cool weather in early autumn, but it was suddenly cold in an instant.

It was as if a man of God had flicked his hand and turned the roulette wheel of the season to the solstice.

The wind and snow are rising!

Huge snowflakes instantly raged in the sudden wind.

Just for a moment, it covered the whole world.

The dark night, the bright moon, the twinkling stars...... All of them were overwhelmed by the endless snow in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, in the blink of an eye, only a pale was left, as if there was nothing except the flying snow that covered the sky and the sun.

On countless military tents, a thick layer of "mink wool" was accumulated in an instant, swaying slightly in the wind.

The light in the military tent was everywhere, and at this time it was surrounded by one after another slightly trembling figures, for fear that it would be extinguished.

The manic wind, as if it did not understand the charm at all, did not care about the bitter cold of the sergeants who were thousands of miles away from home, but continued to roar, as if it had the great momentum of tearing everything apart and burying it.

A large cloud of flying snow accumulated in the air, and then roared towards Xun Ming under the influence of the strong wind.

But when he was still three feet away from his side face, he was shaken into snow by a burst of external spiritual power, and slowly fell from mid-air.

Under the release of one burst of spiritual power, an empty area that seemed to be inviolable formed around Xun Ming's body, keeping the violent wind and snow out.

After the man in armor appeared, and then the wind and snow suddenly appeared.

At this time, Xun Ming, who was cold and not angry and arrogant between his eyebrows and eyes, knew it in his heart, combined with what he had seen and heard in that courtyard before, he had roughly guessed the "rules" of this secret realm.

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The man in armor who suddenly appeared didn't seem to notice the sudden change in the weather between heaven and earth, but just stepped forward, clenched his fists, and was about to speak, but he was blocked by the sudden majesty of the white-clothed figure.

Dahan's eyes were shocked, such a feeling, he had only felt it in the court facing the Ninety-Five Supreme on the dragon chair!

Moreover, he had a faint illusion that the battle-hardened master of his own dynasty seemed to be inferior to the young man in front of him, who was only young!

Then the man in armor, whose eyes were still full of suspicion, but whose figure was still extremely tall, heard a man's voice with endless majesty:

"Where are you going?"

At the moment when the voice sounded, Dahan's mind went blank, and he subconsciously responded:

"Outside the Shanhai Pass, fight against the Huns."

"How many enemies are there or not?" The majestic voice then rang out.

"Our army has 100,000 elite soldiers, and the enemy's strength is 300,000."

Hearing this, Xun Ming looked in the direction of the countless military tents again, as if through the endless wind and snow, watching quietly.

It seems that there are soldiers who burn the fire to keep warm, as if there are soldiers who get up at night to polish their swords, as if there are generals who think about the old people of the moon, as if there are more soldiers, quietly looking forward to the rare drink before the war.

Xun Ming smiled slightly, and turned his head to look at the big man in armor:

"100,000 to 300,000, to die?"

The man, who was still a little dazed, suddenly came to his senses and said in a deep voice:

"Why not let a man die in the country?!"

Looking at the big man in front of him who was clearly not "himself", Xun Ming smiled:

"Take them back."

Just when the puzzled big man wanted to ask, he saw the young man wave his sleeves and turned around:

"Over there, I'll go."

Listening to this big talk that you can laugh at the dead in another place, the man in armor found that he couldn't laugh at all, and he faintly felt that the man in white was not laughing.

Then it was dark in front of him, and he fell straight back in the thick snow.

The five fingers of the white dress were opened, and then they were clenched, and after repeated like this twice, it seemed that they had roughly determined the current cultivation of "themselves".

Just as he was about to turn into a rainbow towards the north where there were 300,000 Xiongnu Chen soldiers, he seemed to suddenly remember something and said:

"The dream of a broken hometown can't come true, and there is no sound in the old garden."

With an endless majestic voice, it opened melodiously from heaven and earth.

The flying snow in the sky suddenly froze, and then the flying snow that seemed to fill the entire world accumulated into countless snow-white flying dragons, surging towards the highland where Xun Ming was.

The flying snow in the entire heaven and earth suddenly accumulated, and the snow-white dragons quickly merged in the air, becoming less and less and thicker.

When he arrived in front of Xun Ming, the flying snow in the sky and the earth had turned into a snow-white dragon.

Then the giant dragon shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a palm-sized, and formed a snow-white "dragon ball" that was only half a fist in the palm of Xun Ming's outstretched palm, and the scales of the white dragon on it were clearly visible.

And just after he held the dragon ball that was turned into snow, his face suddenly became extremely strange, and the endless majesty in his eyebrows and eyes was all destroyed.

His mouth moved, but in the end he let out a long sigh.

"Forget it......"

As soon as the words fell, the indifference and majesty on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Xun Ming, who seemed to have just woken up, blinked, looked at the dragon ball in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

What happened?