After entering the Frost and Mist Plain, the four-person team turned into three people. Luo Zhiqiu had already used the means of stealth and sneaking to investigate and used radio to command the team to avoid the monsters.

Of course, even if the distribution of monsters on the snow field is relatively sparse, it is impossible not to encounter monsters at all in such a position far away from humans and have very low order.

However, whenever a person with bad luck appears, it will be solved immediately to prevent them from causing trouble to attract more similar people.

Xu Ling flipped the flying knife with his fingers, and once he encountered a first- and second-level monster, he would kill it. Now these things are a one-slash for him, and it is effortless.

The ability to improve with his strength is also the level of dealing with monsters. He breaks the skin and picks up the tendons in one go, and finds the overflowing magic crystals smoothly, and then continues to follow the team. This is his work along the way.

The magic crystals on the snow field are very practical. Even if they are first and second level, they are not large in size, and can also play a role. Therefore, the investigation team also requires that as many as possible collect as possible when conditions permit.

The team went deep into a hilly high point, and the sun was about to set, so Xiao Pingzi ordered to stop.

"Silette, where have we been?"

Although she always looks lazy, her language talent is surprisingly good. In the entire investigation team, she is the fastest and most standard way to learn Mandarin in Winter.

Sylette took out the map, stared at the bull's eyes for a while, then walked to the captain, squatted down slightly, pointed to it and said, "Here, Hillsbrad Hills, passing through here and passing through a plain is Nanhai Town. There is a river in the east of the town, and opposite the river is Dunhall City."

The names he mentioned were all before the catastrophe, and now they should be suffixed and ruined.

"Nanhai Town seems to be quite big, right?"

"Well, it's a big town."

"Then we won't go, prevent the remaining monsters from happening inside and camp on the spot."

"yes."

Xu Ling and Xu Liet immediately took action and took out the folding tent. They finished it in a few seconds. While it was not dark, they quickly set fire to cook. In fact, they just took out the can and heated it. After all, it was cold and the compressed biscuits would not be gnawed when conditions permit.

Sylette was very coveted about this thing. It was really hard to swallow the barbecue of Currywush. This carefully cooked battlefield ration is more delicious.

After a while, Luo Zhiqiu also came back. While the four of them were having a meal, Xiao Pingzi began to assign follow-up tasks: "Go to rest early, Xu Ling and Xu Lite guard the front midnight, Xiao Pingzi and I guard the back midnight, and tomorrow we will set out to Dunhall City to see what's going on there."

“Are we going to get into the city?”

"Not necessarily, we are here to look for people, not monsters. If there is no trace of people there, we will continue to set out."

Everyone did their own things without objection and silently started to do their own things.

As night fell, two women in the team seized time to rest in the tent to restore their spirits and strength.

In order to save time, only one tent was set up, enough for two people to use. Anyway, they took turns to watch the night. Then they would just replace Xu Ling and the others after they came out.

At this time, Xu Ling was sitting on the branch, observing the surroundings. Sylette was in another direction. According to the camping rules of the field team, they had to confirm the situation via radio every ten minutes.

"Lao Xu, everything is normal here."

"I have no problem here either."

The two of them used the language of the Kingdom of Winter, mainly because of the Silette, a gangster. Although they were a brainless fan of Xia, their learning qualifications were too poor. They were of the type that could not learn well if they worked hard. Moreover, he did not work very hard in learning.

"Xu, is there anyone on duty at night on the border of Xia Kingdom?"

Maybe it was a little bored, and after he answered, he said something else.

"Of course there is." Xu Ling said, "I spent several months with the border army. The intensity of patrol at night was even greater than that during the day."

Silence for a while.

"Xu, it's so boring, just say something."

Xu Ling laughed in his heart, thinking to himself why this muscular rash man didn't feel like a iron-blooded warrior at all, but he was very shattered. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll tell you a joke."

"Okay, okay." Sillet was very happy.

"Say, Lao Wang started to bald in his forties, so he became very sensitive and could not stand the saying that he was bald. One day, a tractor drove past Lao Wang, and Lao Wang was completely collapsed."

"What's the meaning?"

"Because when the tractor is on, it's bare and bald..."

“Gagaha.”

Sylette lowered his voice and laughed, but when he was halfway through his laughter, he suddenly became stunned and touched his bald head and thoughtfully.

"Hmm, isn't the old king you are talking about me?"

...

Somewhere in the Frost and Mist Plain, a settlement that is several times larger than Xinsheng Town, with oil lamps lit up everywhere, but most people have fallen asleep.

In a two-story building, an old man with a haggard appearance sat on a chair, and the light shone the wrinkles on his face to the point of being light and dark.

At this time, except for the night watchmen, most of the middle-aged people had already rested, but he was still sitting at the long table with a map spread out in front of him.

"Last time you came back, I said the Curry Woosh was at the ruins of the town of Falloster, right?"

"Yes, the high priest."

The person who replied to him was a tall man. If Xu Ling was here, he would be able to recognize him immediately. He was the leader of the group of people he met five kilometers away from Xinsheng Town that day.

“How many of them have?”

"High priest, we were unable to get close."

"Huh? Why?" The high priest of the Frost Mist tribe looked much older than Curry Wush's, but the lines on his face seemed even more sharp. At this time, his tone rose, and he unconsciously exuded a high power.

The leader replied softly: "I met two people at that time and stopped us."

"Well? Can two people stop you?"

There was already a little bit of blame in his tone.

"No, high priest, there is a red-haired ghost among them, but there is also a guy with bandages on his head, and his accent and weapons are also very strange. I think something is wrong, so I brought people back."

The High Priest Frost Mist then cleared his face: "It is right to be cautious in other people's territory."

The leader sighed in his heart. The conversation had been repeated many times, but the high priest in front of him was too old and his consciousness was declining. Perhaps the soul was returning to God's arms.

That is, the medical system here has declined, so he didn't know that this disease is actually Alzheimer's disease.

"High Priest, what's the matter with you?"

The other party thought for a while in confusion, then flipped through several pages of notes on the table, then rubbed the messy and sparse white hair and said, "Oh, someone found the activity traces of the King of Snow Field near the ruins of Dunhall. I want you to take someone to confirm and go tomorrow."

"Yes, High Priest, we will set out tomorrow when the sun rises."

"Well, be careful, the person who returns said that it was the powerful monster we encountered a year ago. Just confirm its movements. If you come to us, you will be ready to move again."
Chapter completed!