"My life is not over, what kind of life is needed?"

Yang Yu replied casually, no longer responding to this little devil.

There are naturally many reasons why he dares to come this time, and the recipes of the five internal organs must be one of them.

The first node of this recipe is only a short distance away from completing. By then, life will no longer be a constraint, but on the contrary, it will become one of his most powerful means.

This old demon's cultivation is more than ten times better than his current life, but he may not be able to bear a ginseng fruit...

The older the antique, the shorter the lifespan!

"call!"

He calmed down his mind and then raised his eyes. A large number of people came in the northwest city in the wind and snow. Further away, the Yunni Taoist stood with his hands down.

"It cannot be controlled, it cannot be controlled..."

The Taoist Yunni sighed in his heart.

Of course he knew what means Yang Yu used, but he had to admit that this god was powerful and terrifying.

Even though it was obvious from his white hair that the magical power had great consequences, his fear was so strong that it was beyond replenishment.

Such a means...

"well……"

As if he felt Yang Yu's gaze, he bowed, then turned around and left, and soon left the land of a hundred miles.

Ignoring the stay and departure of Taoist Yunni, Yang Yu stretched out his hand, accompanied by a long neighing from the dragon horse, Qin Si, whose eyes were slightly red, turned over and hurried forward.

"Brother Yang, you, you..."

Finally, looking at Yang Yu's silver hair, she couldn't help but she burst into tears.

"It's not intrusive, it's not intrusive."

Yu Yang reached out to hold the beauty and let her heal her wounds.

A heart finally calmed down.

...

...

The fierce cold wind comes from the north, and the closer it gets to the north, the colder it becomes.

Longyuan Road is white for thousands of miles, frozen for thousands of miles, and there is almost no one outside the city, but this is far inferior to outside the pass.

The biting wind was getting colder on the outer plains with almost no mountains.

On the vast grassland, except for the vast white area, there is almost no color, only the Changbai Mountain has wisps of smoke.

The Tianlang Dynasty was located in an extremely bitter and cold place with sparse mountains and rivers.

Therefore, the huge mountains that can block the cold current have been crowned as gods and holy during the long years.

Black Mountain, and even the eight sacred mountains stationed by the eight tribes of Tianlang, are also called Tianlang Eight Gods and One Holy Mountain.

Huh!

In the biting cold wind, even the coldest bears must hide in the cave.

But on the edge of the cliff with the greatest wind and snow and the coldest, there are thirteen young men practicing martial arts here.

They were wearing cold and bone-blazing armor and practicing martial arts on the coldest and most dangerous cliff. Their figure was not tall and burly, but their eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

call!

After a long time, the young man in charge stopped.

Under the red armor was Haqi, the tallest figure and the leader of the thirteen people. He raised his hand and everyone stopped.

"Yesterday, thousands of cattle and sheep from Yanyi tribe were frozen to death! Today, there will be thousands, and the day after tomorrow, there will be ten thousand!"

After practicing martial arts for several years, Haqi's voice was very loud:

"Without cattle and sheep, Yan's tribe cannot survive, and we cannot survive either! Everyone will die, all will die!"

silence.

A pair of scorching eyes were staring at Haqi, waiting for his order.

Haqi shouted and asked:

"How do we survive?"

"Go south!"

"Go south!"

"Go south!"

The sound of armor rubbing was heard, and twelve people raised their swords and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"But, we alone cannot go south."

Haqi raised his hand and stopped everyone's shouting, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle:

"The Ming people are weak and incompetent, but they have too many people, too many bows and arrows, and too many cities! We want to go south,

We must call on all tribes, all ethnic groups, and even the entire royal court!”

The originally high-pitched emotions fell silent.

None of the fourteen people present, including Hachi, came from a great nobleman, nor did anyone know the great figures of the royal court.

All they have are thirteen pairs of armor.

"Are you scared?"

Haqi swept over everyone coldly, and without waiting for their answer, he spoke again:

"Look!"

He pulled out the long sword at his waist and pointed it at the top of the mountains that were much higher than here. There were clouds and mists, all of which were wind, snow and ice.

A faintly, another mysterious black palace was rising and falling in it.

There is...

Haqi straightened his back, his eyes burning like fire:
Chapter completed!