I'm afraid there won't be such an opportunity, Ye Qianqiu looked at the back of the carriage and sighed secretly.

Bid farewell to the three soy sauce players, and the goal of the rest of the group is the land of the underworld. The road to the north of the underworld is not easy to walk, over the years, fewer and fewer people go to the north of the underworld, and the road here has gradually become a wasteland.

The map in Ye Qianqiu's hand was used by the real person more than 300 years ago. The road on the map is now a jungle. If you want to open it up again, it's not much different from finding a new way.

Therefore, after being blocked by the jungle, Ye Qianqiu decisively gave up the map in his hand.

Since separating from Yan Songya, Ye Qianqiu and Wei Lingkong sat on the back of the snow mastiff at the invitation of Yanjun. Although the Weaver clan is huge, it is much more agile than humans in the mountains and forests.

Weaving Snow and Frost uses the prototype to run in the mountains and forests, and the speed is also extremely fast.

"I miss this map so much. Ye Qianqiu's lost map was picked up by Yanjun in his hand, and then he sighed.

Ye Qianqiu knew that Yanjun was not looking for words. Unlike ordinary bosses, Yanjun is a demon who likes to be lively, and the more he comes into contact, the more obvious this attribute becomes.

On the fifth day of separation from Yan Songya, Ye Qianqiu was almost familiar with Yanjun.

"Yanjun has seen this map?" "Holding Weaving Frost's neck, Ye Qianqiu turned his head and asked.

The two snow mastiffs walked side by side, and Ye Qianqiu and Yanjun did not sit together.

"Of course, this map was drawn by Benjun. Yan Jun replied with a smile: "Back then, the two races were not completely separated, and the Terran monks often entered the north of the underworld. At that time, there were many clansmen who made a living selling pictures on the border. ”

Hey?

Ye Qianqiu was stunned: "You also sold maps?"

Ye Qianqiu was confused, Yanjun is such a big guy, he needs to make a living by selling maps?

"yes. Yan Jun put away the map with a smile: "When you get to the north of the underworld, you will know." Aren't you just selling a map? The Demon Monarch of the North of the Underworld has everything. ”

The demon lord of the underworld, he does everything.

Ye Qianqiu remembered this sentence, and then, with his understanding of this sentence, entered the land of the underworld.

The closer you get to the north, the colder the climate becomes. Before he reached the border, Ye Qianqiu had already frozen into a dog. So, Weaving Snow and Frost took off the white wolf skin on his body.

Putting on the cloak, Ye Qianqiu eased up. At this time, she realized the correctness of her master who asked her to go to Wuhe City first to get the white wolf skin.

If I didn't have a white wolf skin, I am afraid that I would not be able to reach the north of the underworld, and I would freeze into a popsicle. I don't know what kind of ability I used to enter the northern part of the underworld without a white wolf skin.

The border between Middle-earth and the north of the underworld is a very desolate place. To be exact, it is very desolate on the Central Continent side, and it is still quite lively on the North side.

The two sides seem to be wrapped in an enchantment, and from a distance, the boundaries between the two sides are distinct.

The border of the northern part of the world is very lively, and there are many tents distributed on the border, and from between the tents, there are still "people" walking by from time to time. Of course, these look like people, and all of them are demon beasts.

Comparatively speaking, Middle-earth is much more desolate. There are also quite a few buildings here, but there is no one in them. The buildings are all in disrepair, and many have even collapsed. Compared to the small towns on the north side of the underworld, this side looks more like a ruin.

Everyone didn't stop at all, Yanjun was in front, and after the snow and frost were broken, a group of people crossed the border without hindrance.

The moment he crossed the border, the cloak on Ye Qianqiu's head was lifted. The biting cold wind quickly blew into his neck, causing Ye Qianqiu to tremble all over his body.

Even if she was wrapped in thick clothes and covered with the fur of a white wolf, the cold wind still froze her.

"I really don't know how the master survived back then. Trembling, Ye Qianqiu trembled and complained. Knowing that the land of the north of the underworld is very cold, but it looks like this, Ye Qianqiu really didn't think about it.

This coldness is beyond her imagination.

"Drinking, come to the underworld, how can you not drink. Yanjun walked ahead and lifted the curtain of a tent.

The light came out of the curtain, and at the same time, there was also the heat inside. The heat rushed on Ye Qianqiu's body, which immediately made her feel refreshed.

Then, the group followed Yanjun into the tent.

The tent doesn't look big on the outside, but it's spacious inside, and there are no people. No, to be exact, except for one person behind the innermost table, there was only one person in the entire tent.

I just saw someone go in before, huh?

Ye Qianqiu was a little puzzled.

The people behind the counter narrowed their eyes when they saw Yanjun, and then muttered a lot of words. Ye Qianqiu didn't understand the pronunciation of this string of words.

Yanjun didn't say much in front of this person, and after saying a few words, he motioned for Ye Qianqiu to follow him. Then, the group followed Yanjun around behind the desk and walked down a staircase.

The further you go inside, the warmer it gets. When he got to the innermost, Ye Qianqiu finally shivered without being cold.

At the bottom of the stairs is a large hole in the ground. In the center of the cave is a huge bonfire, on which food is set up and there are many "people" around it.

These "people" are not exactly what Terran looks like. They have hands and feet, but a large part of their bodies still retains the characteristics of demon beasts.

Ears, tails, whatever, all over the place.

"Drink some. Ye Qianqiu was stunned, and suddenly there was a cup of steaming hot stuff in front of him: "I have drunk your spirit wine, this is the boiling blood of the northern land, you taste it." ”

Ye Qianqiu lowered his head and saw a red liquid. The liquid was still tumbling, and thick bubbles were bursting in the cup.

This glass of liquid, which looks like blood, has no taste of blood. Taking the boiling blood, Ye Qianqiu took a sip. The taste is surprisingly good.

"Boiling blood is not drunk like this, look at Benjun. Yan Jun handed Wei Lingkong another cup of boiling blood in his hand, then took out another cup out of nowhere, raised his head, and drank it all.

The moment Yan Jun drank the boiling blood, Ye Qianqiu clearly felt that Yan Jun's body was overflowing with a red light.

After drinking the boiling blood, Yan Jun sighed: "To come to the land of the underworld, this boiling blood is indispensable. Back then, the Terran monks, except for those who could get white wolf skins, the rest came to drink boiling blood. ”

Ye Qianqiu looked at the cup in his hand, still a little puzzled. Knowing that there was boiling blood, why did her master ask her to get some white wolf skin? After all, the difficulty of obtaining this boiling blood was much lower than that of white wolf skin.

Dressed in a white wolf skin, Ye Qianqiu gritted his teeth, and like Yanjun, he poured down the boiling blood. The boiling blood, which originally tasted good, was poured in one gulp, but Ye Qianqiu's whole person was suffocated! The hot feeling rolled down his throat.

。 Sogou