The caravan shopkeeper sighed and was about to speak, when someone from outside ran in in a panic.

"It's a big deal, we're surrounded by monsters!"

The two men in the tent were shocked when they heard this.

The leader of the guard jumped out of the way, then looked into the distance.

Really.

Outside the camp, there were many vague shadows shaking.

"How so, what is this?"

The caravan shopkeeper also came to the outside world at this time, and when he saw these monsters that resembled snowmen, Rao was experienced and well-informed, and he couldn't help but be in chaos.

"Shopkeeper, you quickly stand back!" The leader of the guards let out a deep sigh, then rushed to the front line with his knife drawn.

The shopkeeper hurriedly retreated to the center of the camp, where a large number of people had gathered.

Everyone had blades and weapons in their hands, but the panic on their faces and their slightly trembling bodies betrayed them.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper sighed in his heart, knowing that tonight might be everyone's death.

But if you just sit back and wait for death, wouldn't you be sorry for so many years of hard work?

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper, who was nearly half a hundred years old and even had gray hair, pulled out the saber on his waist and shouted in a deep voice: "Be ready, come forward to support at any time, if you retreat the latter, cut it!" ”

It may have been that his almost commanding tone had played a role, and these people were much calmer.

Although his face was still full of panic, at least he was not trembling as he was just now.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper just wanted to say something uplifting to motivate everyone.

At this moment, a loud bang was heard, and then the outer defense of the camp was breached, and then the snow demons came like an avalanche.

To be honest, the escort force of this caravan is quite good.

Although the destination is only on the edge of the northern snowfield, because of the black ship, the guards are equipped according to the standard of going deep into the heart of the northern snowfield.

Not only are there several Open Pulse Realm martial artists whose strength can be called top, but there are also many Five Realm martial artists.

With so many martial artists combined, the strength can be called powerful.

But it is such a powerful force, and it can only be supported in the face of these crazy snow demons.

The key is that these snow demons are not afraid of knives and guns at all, and if you cut them down, you will leave a deep mark at most, and they will disappear in an instant.

But the slightest touch of these snow demons will end you with broken bones.

How can this be fought?

Therefore, these guards soon fell into the disadvantage, and the casualties were not counted.

Burst!

The leader of the guards smashed the head of a snow demon with a single palm, but in the next moment, his wrist was firmly grasped by the snow demon.

The bone-chilling cold instantly frostbitten his arm and spread rapidly upwards.

Although he broke free of the restraint as soon as possible and blasted the snow demon into pieces, he didn't want to use this arm again for a short time.

And that's just the beginning.

At least what this guard leader witnessed with his own eyes, two or three masters of the Pulse Opening Realm were killed by this strange snow demon, and their deaths were very miserable.

Either they were frozen to death, or they were attacked by several snow demons and torn to pieces.

This feeling left the leader of the guards in a state of exhaustion, but he was completely flawless.

At this moment, there was a shouting sound behind him, and then the caravan keeper was seen leading a group of men, holding blazing torches, and rushed into the battle group.

The torches swayed, and the snow demons stepped back in fear.

The leader of the guards was amazed.

These monsters are afraid of fire!

But before he could order his warriors to temporarily withdraw and get torches, the snow demon that had just been shattered into pieces by him had quietly regrouped, and then grabbed his ankle from the ground.

The leader of the guards lost his balance in an instant and fell backwards.

And at the same moment, several more snow demons rushed towards him, and before he could open his mouth, they grabbed his neck and limbs, and then pulled him violently.

Click.

This powerful guard leader actually died like this.

This scene happened to be clearly seen by the caravan shopkeeper not far away.

His heart was filled with astonishment and anger.

"I'm fighting with you!"

As he spoke, he frantically shook the torch in his hand, trying to rush forward and die with the snow demons.

The snow demons dispersed one after another, and then one of them suddenly rushed out and headed straight for the caravan keeper.

The caravan shopkeeper just wanted to wave the torch in his hand to play for his life, but he didn't expect that the snow demon had just rushed halfway through, and suddenly exploded into countless snowflakes, instantly enveloping the caravan shopkeeper and the others behind him.

Snow mist is not lethal to people, but it can restrain these blazing torches.

With a pop, the torch in the caravan keeper's hand was instantly extinguished.

Immediately after that, the torches in the hands of the others gradually went out and dimmed.

The other snow demons also saw this opportunity at this time and rushed forward.

The caravan keeper knew that he was invincible, and he just wanted to raise his sword and cut himself.

But at this moment, a wisp of snow mist entered his nostrils, and the shopkeeper first looked frightened and pained, and then his eyes bulged suddenly, and the muscles of his body swollen uncontrollably, as if some monster was swimming under his skin.

Not only him, but also the people behind him, and even these dead bodies on the ground.

Everyone's bodies trembled uncontrollably, as if they were being manipulated by some kind of being...... Marionette in general.

Liang Xin'an always felt a little uneasy, and this situation continued until they finally walked out of this snowy desert and found a reference again.

This process took them two days and two nights.

In the past two days, he and Jing Rou have been sleepless, rotating carts, and walking out with a compass that is punctual and inaccurate.

It's easy to say, but the hardships are known only to the two of them.

So after seeing the mountains and forests, the two immediately found a suitable place, and then began to camp and rest.

Although the tent had been damaged, it was not difficult for Jing Rou, who quickly took out a snow nest and strengthened it.

It's enough to keep out the wind and snow, and it can even make a fire in it for cooking.

But after finally lighting the bonfire, heating the food and eating it, Liang Xin'an felt a rare sense of relaxation, and his heart was also full of unknown fear.

The strange dream-within-a-dream he had before was so impressive.

So much so that now Liang Xin'an is a little scared when he thinks of sleeping, for fear that he will fall into a dream again and will not be able to wake up.

Jing Rou naturally understood his concerns, so she said, "Why don't you keep vigil, and I'll sleep first?" ”

"Good!" Liang Xin'an had nothing to say.

Jing Rou doesn't care about that.

He took a blanket from his luggage, spread it on the ground and used it as a bed, and then lay down on it and fell asleep.

He was indeed exhausted, and he began to snort loudly not long after he lay down.

Liang Xin'an listened quietly by the fire, and suddenly missed Liu Yujiao very much.

I don't know what she's doing now, whether she misses me.

Liang Xin'an took out the sachet from his arms and stroked it gently, his face full of tenderness.

Just then, he suddenly heard someone calling to him outside.

"Peace of mind, peace of mind!"

The voice was familiar.

Liang Xin'an frowned, put down the sachet in his hand, and listened attentively.

The more I listened to the voice, the clearer it became, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Unconsciously, the expression on Liang Xin'an's face became trance-like, and then he got up and came to the door of the snow room.

Outside is still a scene of ice and snow, where there is a little figure.

But the voice became clearer and clearer, and even the eagerness of the shouter could be heard.

Liang Xin'an slowly raised his feet, and was about to step over the threshold of the igloo and walk into the darkness.

At the same time, the seemingly flat snow surface began to squirm slightly, as if waiting for Liang Xin'an to take this step.

But at this moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed Liang Xin'an from behind, and then shot at the snow at the door.

Rumble!

A scream came from the ground as the snow splashed, and then a mutilated shadow tried to flee.

But where would Jing Rou give it this chance, raising her hand was another shot.

Boom.

This shot has its own burst effect, directly blasting this snow demon to smithereens.

Then Jing Rou turned around and looked at Liang Xin'an with a serious face.

"What's the matter with you, don't you sense the danger?"

Liang Xinan was also ashamed at the moment.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he had been hit again and again since he entered the snowfield.

Could it be that after falling in love, even his own spirit has become weak.

In addition to being ashamed and confused, Liang Xinan did not forget to apologize to Jing Rou.

"I'm sorry Senior Brother Jing, I was originally keeping vigil by the fire just now, but I don't know what's going on, I suddenly heard Yujiao's voice, so I got up and walked out."

Looking at Liang Xin'an with an apologetic face, Jing Rou did not criticize him, but looked out of the snow room with some doubts.

Liang Xin'an's strength is very clear to him, and he is by no means weaker than himself.

But why did he get hit one after another after leaving the camp, while he was unharmed from beginning to end?

Could it be that he is resistant to this kind of ghostly illusion?

Of course, Jing Rou didn't think that she could really be so special, so the biggest possibility was the firearm of the miracle creation she carried.

Because this is the only way to explain it.

"Okay, let's be more careful, yes, this is for you!"

Jing Rou handed Liang Xin'an a small bag.

"What is this?" Liang Xin'an asked.

"This is the bullet I used on some of my homemade miracle creations, and if you carry it with you, you might be immune to some attacks."

Liang Xin'an instantly understood the meaning of Jing Rou's words, and immediately put it in his arms.

"Go to the rest meeting, and in two hours we'll continue our journey."

"Good!"

It seems that because of this bullet pack, Liang Xin'an slept very soundly this time, and he didn't even have a dream.

Two hours passed in a flash, Jing Rou woke up Liang Xin'an, who was sleeping heavily, and the two quickly packed their bags and continued to walk south.

And just as they were trudging hard, just a few dozen miles away, Zhao Ya stopped with this team composed of many sects in the outer land.

It's not that he doesn't want to move on, it's just that there is no way out in front of him.

Then I saw a mist envelop everything in front of me.

Even with Zhao Ya's current ability, he couldn't spy on the mist.

And its shape and quality are no different from the fog that once shrouded the entire surface of the Innocent Sea.

Zhao Ya had no sorrow or joy, quietly examining all this in front of him, and his eyes were also shining brightly, as if he was thinking about something.

He could hold his breath, but the people who came with him were a little uncontrollable.

I saw people talking to each other.

"Is this the northern snowfield, how is it covered by fog?"

"I've been here before, and it's still some distance away from the real northern snowfield!"

"Why does this fog look so weird?"

He Nandou's expression at this time also became extremely dignified.

Although the rumors are exaggerated, it is even said that if their Tianyi Pavilion exercises are cultivated to a high level, they can predict the prophet.

This is certainly not true.

But with He Nandou's current cultivation, he can indeed achieve good fortune and avoid evil.

And now, in the face of these seemingly harmless fogs of humans and animals, He Nandou felt a strong fierce aura.

"How?" He Nandou came to Zhao Ya's side and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Ya shook his head slightly, "This fog is the fog that blocked the Wufu Sea before, and with my cultivation, I can't see through it at all." ”

"What then?" He Nandou was a little embarrassed.

So many people have come to this place from far and wide, but they didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing when they first came.

If you rush in, you may encounter some kind of danger.

But if you don't go in, just stare outside, that's fine.

After all, so many people have gathered together to deal with a crisis that could endanger the entire outer land, not to travel and relax.

After a long time, once people's hearts fluctuate, it will be troublesome.

At this moment, Yin Jiaxiong seemed to see the embarrassment of Zhao Ya and the others, walked over with his head held high, and then said.

"Sect Master Zhao, why don't you let me take a few people in to explore the truth first?"

He Nandou was quite moved when he heard it.

After all, with Yin Jiaxiong's strength, it is enough to deal with the vast majority of situations.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya shook his head and refused.

"Don't be in a hurry, let me think about it!"

He Nandou didn't know what Zhao Ya was thinking.

But having said that, he and Yin Jiaxiong naturally couldn't say anything more.

So everyone camped and rested only a few hundred miles from the northern snowfields.

Jing Rou and Liang Xin'an naturally didn't know this, they were still walking in the snow.

The days are getting shorter and shorter, almost in a flash, and then the long nights are gone.

But relying on the lighting car, the two still walked forward slowly but firmly.

At this moment, Liang Xin'an suddenly said with some uncertainty: "Senior brother, do you see the light in front?" ”

Jing Rou looked into the distance, and after a moment, her face couldn't help but show excitement.

"It's the lights, and it looks like it's supposed to be a camp!"

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

After all, there should be no one else who can appear in this place and camp at this time, except for the caravan that has not been there for a long time.

Then the two of them quickened their pace and hurried towards the place where the lights were on.

Half an hour later, the two of them finally came to the front of the camp, and then they saw the guards patrolling the front of the camp.

I'm really sorry, but I saw a book friend comment that the recent plot is a bit boring, and I'm also reflecting.

Actually, I want to use this plot to lead to the following plot, but the pace may be a little slow, so that everyone is a little dissatisfied, and I sincerely apologize here.

I have been having trouble in the last two days, yesterday I went to check for pneumonia, the right lung is better, the inflammation of the left lung has not been absorbed, the doctor asked me to strengthen the rest, don't stay up late, as a result, I stayed up until 11 o'clock yesterday.

I wanted to write it during the day today, but the heating in my grandmother's house leaked, and the sockets were burned, and it took a day to repair it, and it was only in the evening that it was repaired.

I'll adjust the plot again tomorrow and speed up the pace a bit

(End of chapter)