Lanshan Snow

When the mammoth herd caught up with the main force, a second, larger group arrived in the forest the night before.

More than a dozen groups of people excavated at the same time. After digging for about half an hour, someone finally detected something useful from the strange permafrost mixed with flesh, broken bones, and sawdust.

"...The prince is from the Thule tribe."

The talking wolf archer respectfully held up a bloody black-feathered broken arrow to the person standing on the edge of the pit.

The person called "Prince" was nearly one foot and two feet tall, and he was as burly as a legendary giant.The complexion is almost red copper, and the thick brown hair is braided with colorful ropes into large and small braids, with bronze thin rings tied at the end of the braids, and tied behind the head.An astonishingly large copper ax was slung across the left and right sides of the waist.

He grabbed the Broken Arrow and glanced at it, then handed it to a Central Plains man in green clothes standing beside him.

The two chatted for a few words.

A female sword cultivator standing beside her with her sword in her hand asked, "How is the situation?"

This woman has a handsome appearance, wearing a black forged dress with a flat collar and narrow sleeves, and a pine sword with red scales and dragon patterns on her back. Quick, you can do it without clattering.It's just that at this time, for some reason, there is a trace of worry that cannot be concealed between her brows.

"Miss Yan," said the man in green guiyi, "Prince Tumu said that the wolf cavalry squad sent out to look for your young master has been found. They encountered the Tule people."

Yan Heyi glanced at the blank snow field in front of him, and frowned fiercely.

On the surface, the snow field is extremely smooth, extremely white, and peaceful.But as soon as it was dug open, under the snow, sawdust, flesh and bones were evenly broken and mixed together, like some kind of well-mixed civil engineering materials-from the eyes of the famous Central Plains family, this method of killing was bloody to the extreme.

Yan Heyi didn't care whether the wolf rider met the Tule people or who else, she only cared about one thing.

"Mr. Shen, what about my young master?"

"Miss Yan, please don't worry," the man in Qinggui hurriedly said, "Before departure, the shaman of the Canglang tribe has already said that although Young Master Gui is in danger, he is not in danger of life or death. According to the current situation Look, Young Master Qiu should have been captured by the Tule tribe, but there is no danger of his life for the time being."

Don't worry about your life?

Yan Heyi's brow twitched violently again.

With her young master's situation, when was he living in this snowy field by himself?

Besides, who knows what uncivilized barbarians are the "Tule tribe"!The difference between the Central Plains family and the Xueyuan tribe can be said to be one sky and one earth. She thinks she is not a picky person, and she has been looking for people with the Canglang tribe these days, but she can't adapt.

Ru Mao drinking blood, stinking to the sky, unbearably rough, vulgar barbarians...

In just a few breaths, Yanheyi had already mapped a bunch of words to the Tule tribe who hadn't met yet.

Thinking of the possibility that the young master whom he looked up to would fall into the hands of this kind of person, Yan Heyi suddenly became very anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

Because the polar snowfield is a very weird place.

The reason why it is called "Prisoner of Desolation and Cold" is not only because the monks' cultivation will be suppressed as soon as they enter here, but also because it is an isolated place that is almost a "cage" - the place of Xueyuan. There are essential differences between aura, feng shui and the Central Plains. Once you enter the snowfield, all the mustard bags, all the Qiankun rings, all the sound transmission symbols, and the communication jade...

Everything fails immediately.

If you want to spread the news from Xueyuan, you can only use the most primitive methods, and the same is true if you want to find someone.

If it wasn't for the past two days, I happened to meet Shen Fangzhuo, the head of the branch of the Shen family in Pingtang, Dongzhou, and through him, I got help from the Canglang tribe who believed in the beast god in Xueyuan.At this moment, Yan Heyi might have drawn his sword to commit suicide because of guilt—it is like looking for a needle in a haystack if an outsider wants to find someone in the vast snowfield.

While speaking, Prince Tumu of the Canglang tribe lowered his head again, mumbled a conversation with Shen Fangzhuo, and then looked at Yanheyi.

"What did he say?" Yan Heyi asked.

Shen Fangzhuo didn't change his face, and cupped his hands and said: "Prince Tumu said that the Tule tribe is their enemy, and they have controlled the gate of Xueyu for a long time with despicable means. Right now, Young Master Qiu is threatened by the Tule tribe, and everyone has a common enemy. They are willing to break the prohibition of their ancestors and cooperate with us."

Snowy Gate.

Yan Heyi frowned: "I'm just the young master's guard, it's not up to me to make up my mind about this kind of thing."

"Miss Yan is right," Shen Fangzhuo said with a smile, "this matter is no small matter, and naturally it is not something that you and I can participate in. What I mean is, since Prince Tumu is so sincere, why don't you write a letter to discuss this matter?" Inform the elders of the Chou family that Xiao Ke will try to send him out of the snow field. And Xiao Ke will also write a book by himself and report this matter to the Patriarch."

After a pause, he said again.

"Miss Yan, don't worry, Prince Tuwumu promised that no matter what happens, he will continue to send more people to search and rescue Young Master Gui."

Yan Heyi pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Prince Tumumu blew a long whistle, and the tribal warriors who were scattered around the snow field gathered around immediately, ready to set off again.

Shen Fangzhuo bowed slightly, and asked Yan Heyi to board Shen's flying boat and go first.

After the wolf riders converged, the light boat took off slowly, the wolf riders searched for the forest, and the flying boat swept the fields... It seemed that they were doing their best.

"Master Shen." Seeing that the light boat had already flown high, the attendants following Shen Fangzhuo lowered their voices, "Why don't you just go and intercept the Tule tribe? Don't we know their route? If it takes a long time, if Master Qiu really... ..." He hesitated to speak.

enemies...

That is an enemy famous for "protecting the calf" and "unreasonable".

In case the time dragged on for a long time, and something happened to the young master of the Qiu family, then they would go crazy, and even Tule and the Shen family would not be able to survive.

"He should have an accident," Shen Fangzhuo sneered, "If he doesn't have an accident, how can the enemy and Xue Yuan fight?"

The attendant opened his eyes wide with surprise.

Shen Fangzhuo glanced at him: "This is the meaning of the Patriarch... I heard that the Chou family is recruiting people and preparing to enter the snowfield in a large scale." Then, he looked away and looked forward, "However, this snowfield is isolated from the Central Plains. After so many years, it is not so easy for the enemy family to come in..."

It is true that the Qiu family is the number one family in Dongzhou, but not everyone is willing to let this number one family last for a long time.Right now, the young master of the Qiu family has an accident, and it is an unprecedented opportunity for the Qiu family to set foot in the forbidden area... In other words, this snowfield, the Qiu family wants to enter?

can.

But the price may not be so easy to bear.

"The tree attracts the wind..."

The attendant faintly sensed the chilling aura in Shen Fangzhuo's words, and shivered involuntarily.

"But... what if the young master of the Qiu family is safe?" the attendant asked hesitantly.

Shen Fangzhuo smiled coldly.

"He can survive, or he can die unfortunately. In the snow field, it is not so easy to live."

While talking, the team passed the corpse of a smuggler hanging from a tree trunk.Neither Shen Fangzhuo nor Thu Mu from the Canglang tribe showed any strange expressions.

——The smugglers are not greedy, and poaching is too common in the snow field.

It happened to be bumped into by someone from the Canglang tribe, nothing surprising.

The distance between the search team and the return route of the Thule tribe's winter grazing is getting farther and farther.

..........................................

At dusk, the winter herding hunting team of the Thule tribe lit a bonfire at the supply point.

Zhaximu, the archer who escaped from Allan who had a little laziness and unfortunately bumped into Mr. Shouwu, has been glancing in the direction of Shaerlu all afternoon.

"Okay, don't read it." Bata Chihan, who accompanied the rescue the night before, slapped him on the back of the head, "It's okay, I've been rescued... It's thanks to Lord Shouwu who arrived in time, and if you were a second later, you It's over."

As he said that, Batachihan also glanced in the direction of the mammoth Sharlu.

Since he was rescued and returned, the beautiful young master from Central Plains has never shown his face.

If someone starts a gamble again this time, he will definitely bet without hesitation that the beautiful young master will not be able to bet next time... Unfortunately, no one is willing to gamble on this kind of unsuspecting gamble.

It is indeed a gamble without any suspense.

In the wooden house, Qiu Bodeng couldn't even get angry at someone.

—He has no strength.

He was drowsy, half asleep and half awake, not to mention angry, he was too lazy to open his eyes... In a blur, someone helped him up, and brought the porcelain spoon to his lips... The familiar smell of goat milk is sweet and delicate ...

With only a little consciousness, Qiu Bodeng tried his best to turn his face away.

He will never want to eat fresh goat milk again in his life!