Now that King Saixue has obtained the "Blood Pill" from Sherman, this is undoubtedly not a reassuring pill in his heart.

"Tomorrow, the general will enter the city, be sure to be fully prepared, and don't let a vampire monster enter the city if you can." He also said a lot of water, but it was really that thing that moved small and fast, and everything could only be done as much as possible, not necessary.

"Yes!"

This night was windy and snowy, and in the nervousness of Jingdu in order to welcome the general back to the city, in the darkness dozens of miles outside the city, a pair of teams holding torches were moving slowly.

The line was very long, and at the front was an animal riding on a snow-white horse with two blood-colored hairs on its back that stretched to the legs of a horse.

It is very suitable for extremely cold climates such as Snow Country, and can run fast on snow and ice, and the lower hooves are silent, so it will not cause too much noise and vibration because of the running speed, which can cause avalanches.

However, such an ice horse is also difficult to find, and because of this, in such a large team, only the leader has such a mount.

Next to him, there was a four-person sedan chair, the sedan chair was snow-white from the sedan curtain to the sedan body, and in the dark night, it was illuminated by the light of the torch to be unusually obvious.

The four people carrying the sedan chair were also dressed in white, walking lightly, and they didn't know how long they had been traveling in the night, but their speed had always been steady, and they didn't see any fatigue.

Especially in such darkness, the four of them have always been very stable under their feet, which shows how high their cultivation is.

Behind a horse and a sedan chair, followed not by well-trained soldiers with torches, but by a group of white-clothed men dressed in white robes and each holding a windproof lamp in their hands.

These people are the cultists of the Temple of Light, and in the sedan chair at the front, the one who can enjoy the honor of being carried by the four martial saints is undoubtedly the messenger of the Temple of Light.

At this moment, the pilgrimage general riding an ice and snow horse was saying this to the light envoy in the sedan chair.

The pilgrim general's face was blocked by the helmet, especially in the dark, and his appearance was even more difficult to see, but from the sound of the voice, you can feel that he is very young, and his voice is a little magnetic, but he also has the vitality that a young man should have, and the whole person gives people a very energetic feeling.

He said: "If we drive another fifty miles, we can reach the outside of Jingdu City, but even if we rush over, we won't be able to enter the city today." ”

The light envoy in the sedan chair heard his words, and the snow-white sedan curtain turned slightly, and it took a long time for two voices without emotion to come from inside.

"Why?"

Although the pilgrim general's companions on this day had not seen the appearance of the person in the sedan chair, they could be regarded as understanding his character, this person had always spoken like this without ups and downs, and he was used to it a lot, at least he would not think that this person was looking down on them as he did at the beginning.

"The divine envoy doesn't know, since a few years ago, every time there is a polar night, some blood-sucking monsters will appear outside the crystal capital, and the crystal capital will also lock the city gate from the polar night to prevent those things from entering the city and attacking the city's people."