Chapter Eighty-Eight: Return to the Snowfield

The heavens and the earth shook, the sky was full of smoke and dust, the prisoners wantonly destroyed the cave in the painting, and some were looking for an exit in the Snow Soul Pass, wanting to leave the Snow Soul Pass.

"Old man Huo, what's going on, this door can't be opened!"

"This Snow Soul Pass shook so badly, I'm afraid it won't last long and it will collapse!"

"If we can't get out, we'll all die here!"

The people who followed Huo Yiting gathered in front of the closed door and shouted Huo Yiting anxiously.

Huo Yiting was indeed a little absent-minded, and he was still worried about the two Yuan Ling Masters who stayed in the cave in the painting.

After leaving the cave in the painting, they arrived in the corridor of the Snow Soul Pass.

They didn't enter any other cave like the other crazy prisoners, because they knew very well that this snow soul pass could no longer be saved, and it was about to collapse, and they had to find a way to get out as soon as possible.

After looking around, there was only a closed door, and everyone gathered in front of the door and tried their best to open the door, but the door did not respond and remained closed.

The gates shook, the dust fell, the reincarnation loosened, and the gate remained strong.

"Damn! what's going on with this Snow Soul Pass!"

The shaking of the city pass became more and more violent.

Just then, a huge bubble appeared in the hallway.

The crowd looked back at the huge bubble in amazement.

The huge bubble floated for a while, and suddenly swelled up, as if it were about to fill the entire city.

Looking at the rapidly approaching bubble wall, everyone was shocked.

If only they were wrapped up in it.

If the bubble can't penetrate, they'll be crushed to death.

"No!"

"Ahh

A scream rang out, and a prisoner not far from them was directly crushed by the inflated bubble.

"It's over!"

Everyone was shocked and turned to face the bubbles.

They knew that the gate could not be opened, and they wanted to attack the bubbles and fight to the death.

But before they could do anything, the inflated bubble had already arrived.

Boom!

Huo Yiting felt that he was being squeezed before and after, and a feeling of suffocation came, he was squeezed so that he couldn't breathe, and his consciousness became more and more confused, and he was about to faint.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, and the feeling of suffocation and squeezing disappeared at the same time.

Huo Yiting was excited, took a few breaths greedily, stood up, and looked around blankly.

"It's... The snowfield outside the Snow Soul Pass?!"

Huo Yiting watched in disbelief, he was squeezed out of the snow soul by the bubbles and locked up on the snow field outside.

subconsciously patted his body to confirm that there were no missing arms or legs, and the internal organs were also safe in the cavity.

Huo Yiting let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the Snow Soul Pass in the distance, and secretly said that he was lucky.

Looking around, there were several people lying horizontally and vertically.

Take a closer look at the few who have been following him, there are also many captured soldiers of the Heroic Emperor.

And those outlaws who came from unknown sources and were vicious did not see any of them.

"How so... Did someone do it on purpose?

Huo Yiting was thinking.

Hearing a roar from the direction of the Snow Soul Pass in the distance, Huo Yiting hurriedly turned his head to look.

I saw the snow and mist flying in the direction of the Snow Soul Pass, covering the sky and the sun.

Everyone got up and looked in horror in the direction of Snow Soul Pass.

The roar rang for a long time before it came to an abrupt end.

Large patches of snow and mist drifted away, and it took most of the day's work to disperse.

The snow and fog dissipated, and everyone watched in disbelief, each gasping for air.

The Snow Soul Pass, which is known as impregnable, has been reduced to a ruin.

Since they are all soldiers under the heroic emperor, everyone basically knows each other.

Huo Yiting's status and prestige among the people were not low, so he commanded everyone to return to the ruins, wanting to see if there would be survivors among them.

The crowd carefully rummaged through the rubble, but found nothing.

Just as they were about to give up, there was a strange noise behind everyone.

Everyone hurriedly turned around, and saw a bubble appear in the air, enveloping two people in it.

Before everyone could see who those two were, the bubble burst.

The two fell on the snow.

Everyone cautiously leaned over and saw a little girl and a young man, who seemed to be unconscious.

Just when everyone was puzzled, they heard Huo Yiting suddenly exclaim: "Lord Yuan Ling! It's two Lord Yuan Ling!"

It turned out to be the dream duck and the night wish.

The onlookers gasped, and a few of them, like Huo Yiting, were disciples of the Source Spirit Sect, and they knelt down tremblingly.

Huo Yiting jumped past everyone, anxiously rushed to the two of them, carefully checked the two of them, and found no obvious injuries, so he was relieved.

The two of them slowly opened their eyes, as if they had just woken up, a little dazed, and looked at everyone blankly.

"Adults, two adults, the little old man is Huo Yiting. ”

Looking at Huo Yiting, Ye Yuan woke up, and his heart was shocked, and he looked around again, and found that he and Mengyang were actually on the snowfield.

"Hmm... Night..."

The dream duck is still a little blindfolded, and if you are confused, you have to call it a night wish.

Ye Yuan's eyes were quick, and he secretly pinched the dream duck.

Mengyang was in pain, didn't shout out, glared at Ye Yuan and just wanted to get angry, he saw that there were many people around, including the old man Huo Yiting.

"Night... Choke me to death, little ring, people are dreaming of eating delicious food, how did they get here?"

Dream Duck is making up nonsense.

Ye Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, ignored Mengyang, looked at Huo Yiting, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

Huo Yiting replied respectfully: "Back to my lord's words, I was squeezed out of the Snow Soul Pass by a bubble." ”

"These are my colleagues, the Snow Soul Pass has collapsed, and Xiao Lao'er is directing them to find survivors. ”

Huo Yiting didn't hide it, and he said it to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan and Dream Duck glanced at each other, stood up, and looked at the Snow Soul Pass that had turned into ruins.

"The master will be fine, right..."

"We're still alive, so there's nothing big going on for the master.."

The two of them communicated through the contact of the magic circle, and they were both a little worried about the kite dropping.

Crash.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the direction of the ruins, and then I saw that the ruins were shaking, and the rubble kept rolling down, as if something was about to emerge from the ruins.

Everyone watched nervously and did not dare to step forward.

Night Wish and Dream Duck jumped up and flew over the ruins, looking at the ruins below.

The rubble kept rolling down, and finally a gap appeared where the contents could be seen.

Night Wish and Dream Duck looked at each other, and it seemed to be a bubble.

"Bubbles?!"

"It's the master!"

Night Wish and Dream Duck were pleasantly surprised in their hearts, and hurriedly fell, urging their spiritual power to blow away the rubble covered with bubbles.

Huo Yiting saw that the two Yuan Ling adults wanted to help the things below, and hurriedly beckoned these people to come forward to help.

Those few disciples took the lead and did not hesitate.

The others looked at each other, not wanting to get closer.

But he was afraid of Huo Yiting's cold gaze, and finally stepped forward to help.

In a few moments, the rubble was cleared.

A huge bubble floated out from under the rubble and slowly landed on the snowy field.

The bubbles disappear, leaving a person behind.

It's the falling kite.

Ye Yuan and Dream Duck hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the kite.

The kite fell asleep, and the drooping arms were covered with all kinds of patterns...

......

......

Lamp pen