"Open the rice, the soup is hot, don't burn your mouth!"

Five miles outside the city, in the Dapu camp, there were shouts of opening meals from the camp in charge of logistics. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This meal at midnight was added by the commander's order, and there are hundreds of thousands of people outside the city, no one knows what the situation of this war will be tomorrow, in order to meet a more brutal battle, Zuo Xiang no longer cares about military rations.

In the makeshift kitchen, the fat cook from the Pang family was still stirring the pot of soup, holding an egg in his hand, muttering something to himself.

"A bunch of rotten vegetables to cook a pot of soup, what are you making a lot of fun with a shell......"

"It's soup, hurry up, send a pot to Dashuai first. The general who came from outside the door scolded angrily, Fei Jiu hurriedly nodded and sent a large pot of hot soup to Shuai Tent.

The garrison outside the city was about to have a meal, and the battlefield inside the city was getting colder and colder, the blood like a small river was frozen into red ice, and many of the sergeants' armor had been completely frozen on their bodies and could not be taken off again.

The big house was in a mess, Xu Yan lowered his head and searched for a moment with his left eye, and came to a hidden corner in a few steps.

The silk threads formed by the mist came from the corner of the room, it looked like it should have come out of the ground, the ground was paved with square bricks, Xu Yan didn't see anything unusual, but found that a cracked screen in the corner was a little strange.

The screen was not cut by someone, it was cracked from the inside out, and the fracture was covered with a layer of frost, which looked uneven.

The frozen screen made Xu Yan find a secret door, and there was a soft sound, and the secret door was opened.

Chen Du saw that there was indeed an authentic tunnel, and he trusted the captain who led the way even more, and under great joy, he followed Xu Yan in, and behind Chen Du, a group of Taiqing masters who were shivering from the cold flocked in.

Xu Yan walked into the secret door that led to nowhere, and the soldiers who were frozen to death began to appear in Lingshui City, outside the city, the elderly prime minister looked at the ice and snow giant city in the night without blinking, and the fat cook with hot soup trotted to the handsome tent......

Crash!

All kinds of different pictures seem to freeze in the clear sound of a stream.

It was the sound of a surging stream, coming from the boundless river that crossed Qingzhou, and although it was slight, it could be heard thousands of miles away!

The crisp sound of the river chirping can be heard very clearly near the Tongtian River, and it becomes extremely weak when it reaches Dapu, and few people can hear it unless they are really strong.

Crash!

In the backyard of Meixiang Building, the head of the courtyard restrained his smile, threw away the melon seeds in his hand, looked up at the night in the north, and walked out of the Qinglou.

Crash!

In the barracks outside Lingshui City, a pot of hot soup was spilled all over the ground by someone for some reason, and the Pang family cook, who had good skills, never appeared in Zuo Xiang's barracks again.

Crash!

In the mountains of the Wanheng Mountains, the cultivation place of birds and flowers, I don't know how many people's spiritual tea is spilled.

"River Singing ......"

High in the sky of Dapu's camp, a chubby figure stood quietly under the bright moon, stepping on nothingness, and soon after, there was a trace of fluctuation in the space around him, as if the air was torn apart, and a thin figure stepped out of the nothingness.

High in the sky at midnight, two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared.

The river roared, and another man went in. ”

"It's been two years, and they're getting tired of waiting. ”

"The people of the north ......"

"Will it be broken this time?"

"Who knows, we'll have to go. ”

"What about the kid?"

"He's hard, he shouldn't be able to die. ”

It was only a moment before the two figures disappeared, as if they had never existed.

……

Lingshui City, in the corridor leading to the underground, Xu Yan walked in front silently, and Chen Du was not more than half a foot away from him.

"Are you sure this leads to the outside of the city?"

Since discovering the secret door, Chen Du was full of joy before, thinking that he could escape from this strange ice city, but he didn't expect them to go deeper and deeper, as if they had walked into a deep dungeon.

Xu Yan didn't answer, he didn't even look back, and soon, the corridor that winded down finally came to an end, and the ground became flat.

"Will be out soon. ”

With a whisper of reassurance, Xu Yan took off the torch on the wall and continued to lead the way ahead.

When he got underground, Xu Yan finally saw what kind of place this was.

The big house on the ground should be where the barracks of Lingshui City are located, and it is built at the bottom of the barracks, and there are iron prisons all around, and there are dry bones in some iron prisons, which is actually the dungeon used by the border army of Lingshui City to hold prisoners.

The left eye had already been glared at by Xu Yan fiercely, Chen Du and the more than 100 people of the Taiqing Sect behind him were nothing, and the mist threads gathered in this dungeon were the most frightening to Xu Yan, this place was like a lair of a fierce beast, looking weird and gloomy.

Countless threads of mist became denser and denser here, and finally almost formed a bundle, converging deeper into the dungeon, and Xu Yan, who was walking along these threads, began to slow down gradually.

The end of the dungeon was definitely not leading to the outside of the city, Chen couldn't see it, but Xu Yan could see that there was no exit in the distance, only a snow ball floating in the dark, and those mist threads all converged into this strange snow ball!

Seeing the strange snow ball from a distance, Xu Yan's eyes suddenly moved.

As it gradually approached, the snow in Xu Yan's eyes gradually revealed the truth.

The snow mass is made up of countless snowflakes, which look very delicate and magical, and the silk threads formed by the mist will be connected to each small snowflake.

The snowflakes in the snow mass are connected to the mist threads, and on the other end of the silk threads are barbarian knights, could it be that the black-veined totems and the surge of combat power on the barbarians come from these strange snowflakes?

With a stomach full of doubts, Xu Yan suddenly found that his right eye also saw the strange snow ball.

The right eye can't see the mist threads, but you can see the snow ball, so this strange snow ball can be seen by everyone else.

"Why is it getting colder?"

Someone in the master of the Taiqing Sect asked with a trembling question, the closer he got to the snow mass, the temperature around him was plummeting at a terrifying speed, and it was much colder than the ice city outside.

"Wait!"

Chen Du realized that something was wrong, he stopped the captain who was leading the way in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "Why does this place look like a dungeon? Could it be that in the dungeon of your Lingshui City, there is an exit to the outside of the city?"

Not only did Chen Du notice that something was wrong, but those masters who were too puritanical also began to be on guard, and they all stared at the captain who led the team.

Bringing them into the dungeon, the guy who claimed to be the captain of Lingshui City didn't seem to have any good intentions.

"There are two exits to the dungeon. Xu Yan didn't look back, stood in place and whispered unhurriedly: "Just in case, the general ordered people to dig a tunnel in the dungeon in the early years, leading to the outside of the city, in order to deal with the sudden crisis...... Huh, what's that?"

As Xu Yan suddenly pointed his finger in the distance, Chen Du and a group of Taiqing disciples looked at each other uncertainly. (To be continued.) )