The moonlight was like water, and Ning Caifeng returned to the courtyard, and the camera in his hand was protected intact by him.

Putting the camera back on the table next to him, Ning Caifeng picked up the cold drink in the refrigerator and poured it into his mouth.

Green tea, he deliberately froze in the refrigerator.

Very thirst-quenching!

"Comfortable!" Sitting back on the recliner, even if it was night, Ning Caifeng felt comfortable drinking cold drinks.

Not to mention that I was able to take the photos I wanted.

"By the way, it's been so long, what happened to those ice crystal scorpions?"

From the time I left the courtyard to the time I came back, three hours had passed.

In the world of fields, hundreds of years have passed, at least.

He continued to zoom in on the courtyard, and the image moved to the top of the mountains.

White!

In just a few hundred years, the top of this mountain was covered by ice crystals.

If you look closer, you will see exquisite ice crystal buildings.

"It's much more artistic than bathing in a fire scorpion."

The houses of the fire scorpion race are very simple, and they just pile up mud and roast it with fire.

Wangcheng is inhabited by picking up the remaining buildings of the earth crystal worms, so don't think about the artistic atmosphere of the fire scorpion, it would be good if you didn't burn down your house.

Moving the screen, Ning Caifeng found that near the statue of the god, the number of ice crystal scorpions was the largest, and the rest of the place was declining exponentially.

But even so, the number of their races has risen back to three thousand.

"It's a big tribe."

The ice crystal scorpion that has been photographed by Ning Caifeng for a few years is revered as a sage, and the entire ice crystal scorpion race is based on the temple system and gathers to live together.

The feudal dynastic system of the Central Continent was naturally resisted by them from the beginning, and no ice crystal scorpion was willing to let this place become a slave of the dynasty.

Peace and tranquility are the keynote of life here.

Ning Caifeng slid the screen to inspect the entire tribe, but did not find a single brawl.

This is not possible within the Fire Scorpion race.

"It seems that the extraordinary race born this time has a personality that fits the term 'ice crystal'."

Ordering a building at random, Ning Caifeng lowered his gaze inside, intending to learn more about the living habits of this transcendent race.

"Lily, remember to listen carefully to the priest's words." A middle-aged ice crystal scorpion kindly touched the young ice crystal scorpion in front of him.

Ever since a miracle came three thousand years ago, giving them a spiritual support for this race of ice scorpions, each generation of ice scorpions has sent their children to the sacrifice to listen to the praise of the gods.

"Well, I'll listen to my sister." The young ice crystal scorpion's eyes flashed with a sparkling light, and he admired the sacrificial adults in his mother's mouth very much.

"It's a sacrifice to the gods, and in front of the gods, you know?" The middle-aged ice crystal scorpion was a little helpless and corrected his daughter's mistake again.

"Oh." Seeing that his mother was going to be chattering again, the young ice crystal scorpion hurriedly responded, "Mom, the sacrificial adult's side is about to go to class, I have to hurry over, bye." ”

With that, it slammed open the door of the house with joyful eyes, and after making up a cloud of ice, its limbs landed steadily on the street.

Obviously, I have done this kind of thing before.

Seeing this, the ice crystal scorpion lying in the room couldn't help but shake its head dotingly, and with a wave of its forelimbs, the ice cubes piled up in the room turned into ice wind and circulated through the gap in the gate.

It slowly returned to its room, where there were many ice sculptures and some strange plants.

It is the ice blender of the tribe, and is responsible for developing new ice sculpture flavors and sending them to the elders for the people to eat and drink.

They like to eat ice, and of course drink cold wind.

But rather than the cold wind blowing from the northwest, they prefer the ice cubes that they have condensed with their own ability, and then mix some strange-tasting plants into it before eating.

It's even tastier that way.

When the middle-aged ice crystal scorpion returned to work, the young ice crystal scorpion had already landed firmly on the ice crystal street.

Then, the six limbs slashed forward, and the whole body slid forward leisurely, and the cold wind was blowing its body.

Looking around, more and more young ice crystal scorpions slid from all directions with cheers.

There was one with a large piece of ice on its back, and that was the next dinner it would study in the temple.

He was lying comfortably on a long icicle, and when he got to the corner, he pressed his knuckles against the street, and then continued to sleep comfortably on the ground.

There was even an ice crystal scorpion that swirled on the wall next to it and slipped into someone else's house in a daze.

At this time, a large number of laughter will be aroused, and a mischievous young ice crystal scorpion will secretly control the cold wind to condense the ice chips and smash it towards the confused ice crystal scorpion.

Peace is the keynote here, but joy is also the beauty here.

Ning Caifeng, who drank green tea again, couldn't help but sigh in admiration when he saw such a beautiful life.

This is the first time he has seen such a scene in the field world.

Maybe the transcendent creature he created this time will refresh his previous understanding and give him a big surprise.

The footage on the panel continues to track, and the young ice crystal scorpions eventually stop in front of a large ice crystal structure.

It is a building with a central hollow and a gradual outward expansion of the exterior.

If you let Ning Caifeng describe it, it is like an ice crystal-shaped snowflake, but the center is hollowed out, which is very beautiful.

The Ice Scorpion, who was called the sacrificial sister by the young Ice Scorpion, was standing at the door with a friendly smile to greet the little guys.

"It's good to sacrifice my sister."

"Sister Sacrifice, I'm here again." A fatter ice crystal scorpion happily flew over from a distance, wanting to hug the sacrificial ice crystal scorpion at the door.

It's a lot of sound, but it's not noisy.

In the same way, there is no disorder.

Because there is more than one sister in their mouths.

"Doppelganger? Or are they exactly the same septuplets? Ning Caifeng looked confused, the painting style of this ice crystal scorpion seems to be a little crooked here.

The Ice Scorpion, which the children called the Sacrifice Sister, kindly led the children into the temple.

There, it will teach the children the literal heritage of the Ice Scorpion, the legends of the sages, some useful life skills, and the skills of using the cold's talents that have accumulated within their species.

This is the basis for the race to become stronger from generation to generation, and it is one of the best things in the entire tribe.

All ice scorpions attach great importance to the education and inheritance of children.

And when the children listened to the sacrificial sister tell stories and teach words, Ning Caifeng fixed a picture of the sacrificial sister, and then stretched out his hand to it and brushed it back.

He wanted time to trace back to the source and explore the story of this sacrificial sister with a slightly different painting style.