Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

"Master Wei, did we fall into the cellar?"

Xue Rengui's body was shivering from the cold, and icicles hung from his hair.

"Is your cellar so cold?"

Cheng Yaojin on the side said something disdainfully.

Tightening his body, his body of two hundred pounds shrank into a ball.

"General Xue, can't you hold back your longevity formula?"

Wei Zheng slid his hands into his cuffs, snot and tears from the cold.

"I can still hold on, I'm just shivering!"

Xue Rengui stood upright holding a spear.

"Don't freeze if you can't stand it, put on Diao Er quickly!"

Xuanzang on the side looked at Wei Zheng maliciously.

The surrounding Qinlong Army stared at the three of them tightly, holding their bets in their hands.

"Master Xuanzang, where do you look like you are proving the Tao?"

Like Xuanzang, Wei Zheng didn't pick up the mink coat.

As the temperature dropped to the point where splashing water turned into ice, the three played a big game, betting against the entire Dragon Capture Army!

The three of them wore thin clothes and survived the whole day without eating or drinking, and they won!

The three of them originally thought that it would be no problem for them to withstand the ordinary cold by relying on their powerful true qi.

For this reason, the three of them almost put the family under pressure.

But unexpectedly, the coldness in Antarctica is not only unusual, it is hell!
"Uncle Da Mao, you've seen the market, there are no pants left for the three adults to lose!"

Qinlong Army surrounded a slightly older man and kept praising him.

"I am over-flattered!"

The Qinlong Army named Da Mao smiled proudly.

"My family lives by the sea, and I heard it from a fisherman."

"I heard about the fisherman in the South China Sea."

"The ones in the South China Sea are from places farther south!"

Da Mao made gestures while talking, his eyes danced happily.

Just no substance!

"Brother Da Mao, don't write any ink, just tell me what you heard?"

Qinlong Jun on the side slapped Da Mao on the back of the head.

"They said that the southernmost place is very, very cold, and you can freeze it into a popsicle if you pee!"

Brother Da Mao said quickly.

"Oh my God!"

"Let me try!"

"I'm coming too!"

Many Dragon Capturers hurriedly tried!
As a result, none of them succeeded.

But this does not affect their experience of the Antarctic cold.

"My old Cheng... can't take it anymore!"

Cheng Yaojin was the first to give up.

But was interrupted by Xue Rengui: "General Cheng, we have suppressed all our wealth!"

Hearing "all the net worth", Cheng Yaojin's heart was filled with death.

The start-up capital for opening a factory and the money for buying a store are all bet on it!

Cheng Yaojin shrank back helplessly.

Wei Zheng was too cold to speak.

"General Cheng, let me help you!"

Xue Rengui injected true energy into the bodies of Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng.

The two suddenly felt much warmer.

"General Xue, being at peace with the situation is the foundation of life, why bother?"

Xuanzang spoke earnestly, his eyes were full of concern and worry.

Then he put down the nine-ring tin rod, picked up the big piece of meat in one hand, and the mink coat in the other.

Keep wandering around Xue Rengui.

If he hadn't seen Xuanzang take the green light with his own eyes, Xue Rengui would definitely scold him to death.

"Monk... don't be complacent, I, Old Cheng, can still bear it!"

Cheng Yaojin shook his lips and kept talking harshly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the three of them were completely wrapped in ice and snow.

Except for the rolling eyeballs, there is no doubt that he is dead.

Xuanzang and Brother Da Mao waited for the Dragon Army to panic.

Although they didn't put their money down, they also put down their money.

And in another hour, the time for the bet will end!
At the last incense burn time, Xuanzang was in a hurry and shouted:
"No, General Xue has no heartbeat! Help!"

Immediately, he picked up the tin staff with nine rings and stabbed towards Xue Rengui.

At this time, Xue Rengui moved!
The ice cubes on his body shattered and flew, and the spear blocked the nine-ring tin staff.

"Master Xuanzang... I can still hold on!"

Xuanzang: "..."

"Master Wei is dying, I will save you!"

Xuanzang saw that hard persimmons were not easy to pinch, so he picked Wei Zheng, the softest one.

But was swept away by Fengshen's leg again.

Wei Zheng didn't speak, but signaled with a slight expression.

"Monk... your big gold nugget... mine!"

When Cheng Yaojin spoke, the ice and snow above his head shivered.

Just when the incense is about to burn out.

The bells on the giant ship are ringing!

"Iceberg iceberg!"

A Dragon Capturer shouted from the watchtower.

"Hurry up and dodge!"

Cheng Yaojin picked up the mink fur coat, picked up a burning charcoal, and ran towards the bow.

Wei Zheng and Xue Rengui followed suit.

The iceberg strikes, and the bet is trivial.

"Your Highness, the iceberg is coming!"

Wei Zheng stood respectfully in front of Li Ke's cabin and reported.

"Remember what I said before you came here?"

Li Ke's voice was unhurried.

"Your Highness?"

"The strength is good, but the speed is not enough!"

After Li Ke finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Wei Zheng nodded, suddenly realized.

"General Cheng, does Bingshan mean big ice?"

At the bow, Xue Rengui and Cheng Yaojin were holding a big charcoal, and their bodies were thoroughly roasted.

There was even a trace of expectation on Xue Rengui's puzzled face.

"No!"

Cheng Yaojin categorically denied it.

"It should be a big ice cube!"

After Cheng Yaojin explained the scriptures, he began to control the rudder.

Gradually, a vague shadow appeared in front of the two of them.

The shadow is twenty feet high and ten feet wide.

But it can't pose a threat to the giant ship.

"No big deal, just big big ice cubes!"

"Let's see my old Cheng's posture skills!"

Seeing that there was no serious problem, Cheng Yaojin fiddled with the rudder lightly.

"Boring! I also have this kind of ice on my mountain."

Xue Rengui suddenly lost interest.

but!

As the ship approached, the blurry place ahead became clear instantly.

The black shadow seemed to swell in an instant, reaching the height of two huge ships!
"General Xue, hold on tight!"

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin shouted loudly.

The rudder was instantly filled, and even the entire hull tilted!

"I'm so good! Hit the mountain!"

Xue Rengui was so frightened that his face "turned pale", he raised his spear and charged towards the mountain!
Cheng Yaojin couldn't even stop him.

At the current speed of the giant ship, it is impossible to avoid the iceberg.

Cheng Yaojin lost his joking look, and firmly controlled the swinging rudder!
"Old Cheng hand over the rudder to Xuanzang, and follow me to bombard the iceberg!"

Wei Zheng arrived and shouted loudly.

"General Xue has already gone down!"

Cheng Yaojin stepped aside and said.

Under the boat, Xue Rengui once again regretted his recklessness.

Because of the darkness, the distance to the iceberg was not estimated.

Xue Rengui tapped the water a few times and then fell.

At this time, it is suffering from biting cold.

The longevity formula keeps running, barely able to swim in the water.

"General Xue, don't be reckless!"

Wei Zheng rushed over with Cheng Yaojin in his hand, and picked up Xue Rengui.

Fengshen tapped water several times, and the three of them landed on the iceberg.

"It's really a mountain made of ice!"

Xue Rengui looked at the giant ice cube, and his heart trembled violently!
Cheng Yaojin and touching the ice layer he met were also shocked!

This iceberg is so huge that there are not many in Antarctica!

Moreover, the so-called tip of the iceberg.

I don't know what kind of horror will be under the sea?