Whether you want to or not, Xue Laocheng will always be there, waiting for the return wanderers or bad-hearted strangers.

The human army is still in the south, and the city gates in the north are slightly under strict control, but they can still enter and exit normally.

The cart pulled by the prisoner beast ran over the bluestone slab, attracting a lot of attention.

The demons looked at the tall corpse in the carriage, their pale faces and dark blue eyes were filled with shock, and they shouted loudly. There are many languages ​​of the demons, and the languages ​​used by different classes in Xue Lao City are often different, but at this time, most of the exclamations have similar syllables - Gu'e.

No one noticed that there was a long wound on the tall corpse, which opened a small hole in the chest and was just blocked by the shadow of the leather robe.

If someone approaches and sees it, they may see a very strange and terrifying scene.

There was an eye in the small hole, with a calm look and no emotions, but it was obviously alive.

"The grandson of Pangda Gu'e?"

Zhexiu compared the top secret information he had read in the military headquarters back then, and understood who the young nobleman who died under his command was, so he no longer thought about this question.

Through the small hole in the body of the young nobleman, he looked at the streets and buildings of Xue Laocheng.

The human race and the high-level demon race look somewhat similar in appearance, but they are two completely different species. The two sides have fought for tens of thousands of years and have long formed an insolvent blood feud. Whether in terms of material or spirituality, the two sides are completely isolated. However, during the time of Tungus, there was a very limited exchange for a very short period of time.

Only a very few demons have appeared in Kyoto over the years, and most of them have ended very miserable. As for the human race... Since Wang Zhice and the Demon Lord signed a ceasefire agreement, no human race has been able to step into the old city of Xue. Zhexiu can be said to be the first person to enter the old city of Xue in hundreds of years.

The old city of Snow is strange to the human race, evil, the devil's nest, and the abyss of sin. So what is it?

Cherishing only knows that the city walls are very high, several times taller than those in Luoyang. It has been a long time since I entered the city gate, and you can still clearly see the moss and snow on the walls. The streets here are straight and wide, and the buildings are also very tall. Most of them are made of stone. They look a bit rough and have a very clear aesthetic. Every other section, you can see a steep building. I don’t know what it is for, giving people a magnificent and sacred feeling.

I don’t know how long I walked, the sky gradually became brighter and it was noon. Suddenly, the sun was blocked, leaving a darkness. I saw a black stone tablet with my sleeve. I don’t know what material the black stone tablet was made of, and my eyes seemed to be sucked away when I fell on it.

It seemed that after inspection, the prisoner beast continued to move forward, and there were more and more black stone tablets in Chessie's eyes. One could be seen from more than ten feet away, standing between the green hills. Because his vision was blocked, he could not see the whole picture here, but from the scene he saw, he could imagine how spectacular that picture should be.

There are black monuments everywhere on the green hills, which look like a huge cemetery, and it also looks like a formation for sacrificial rituals.

Cherishing Xiu felt the young noble's body being lifted up and then slowly and carefully placed into a pit slightly lower than the ground.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the initial plan, he planned to wait for the young nobleman to be buried, and wait for a few days underground before leaving to find Nanke.

According to his understanding of the demons, the family cemetery of young nobles like this should be located not far from the Demon Palace.

When he saw those huge black monuments, he really thought this was the family cemetery of the young nobles.

The body of the Guai family is very large, so there is a saying that Guai is huge. He thought that the tombstone of this family should be larger than ordinary ones.

But as the young nobleman, the burial should not be so hasty, even during the war.

If it weren't for the cemetery of the Gu'e family, what would it be? Why are there so many mysterious black steles here?

After a while, the coffin lid fell down and the folded sleeves felt even more strange.

He stretched out his fingers from the wounds on the young nobleman's body, scattered his clothes to the side, and looked out of the pit.

The vision that can be seen is still limited, and the first thing that catches your eye is a black stone tablet.

Only when we get closer can we see clearly that it is a square monument, with the top closed diagonally and turned into a spire, aiming at the sky.

The eyes of folded sleeves looked towards the sky along the tip of the monument.

In the past, he often looked at the sky from this angle. When he was tired of chasing and fighting, he often buried himself in the snow, with his eyes open and looking at the dark sky for a long time. He knew that after watching for a long time, he would easily have some illusion, the heights would be reversed, the sky would become an abyss, you float in the void space, full of unstable feeling, just like this time.

The feeling of emptiness became stronger and stronger, and eventually turned into some kind of warning sign.

On the other side of the sky, that is, the bottom of the abyss, it seemed that an eye was quietly looking at him.

Cheshui felt that his body had lost control, and cold sweat slowly oozed out of his body, as if he also took away all his courage.

At the highest point of the grass hill that he could not see, surrounded by thousands of black square monuments, the black robe looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was doing.

Suddenly, the black robe withdrew its gaze and swept through thousands of black square monuments.

At this moment, Chessie's heart suddenly beat violently, outside the normal rhythm.

At the most critical moment, his old illness came to a whim, which made him wake up from this nightmare without real content and found that someone seemed to be observing him.

He closed his eyes and his breathing gradually stopped, like a real dead person.

Suddenly, snow fell from the depths of the gray sky, landed on the grass mound, and fell at the bottom of the pit, gradually covering up all the corpses of the demons.

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The war between the human race and the demon race has entered the most difficult stalemate situation. There are battles everywhere on the three fields facing south of Xue Lao City. There is no pure land within a thousand miles of radius. Death is happening at any time. Both sides are extremely tired and numb, and they only see who collapses first in the end.

The Holy Light Crossbow of the Human Army is about to be exhausted, and the supplies in the rear were already a little too late for more than ten days ago. As for other weapons and crystals, supplies such as the crystals have been cut off for several days. The Western Army, which is sweeping the bases around the demons, has not yet been good news. The situation of the demons is not much better, and most of the weapons guarding the city cannot be repaired, so that the bravest cavalry team of the human race can sometimes break into less than three miles from the city wall.

One morning, a scream full of surprise suddenly came from the north of the wilderness, followed by a faint singing voice. Gradually, the screams and songs came to the south. After entering the Xue Lao City, it turned into thunderous cheers. Finally, hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors on the wilderness outside the city also roared wildly.

At the beginning, the human army noticed the movements of the demons and observed them with vigilance and confusion, not knowing what was going on.

The cheers of the demon soldiers became louder and louder, and the emotions of the human soldiers became more and more nervous.

God General Heming looked at the dark sky and finally understood what was going on.

He reached out to catch a snowflake that was falling.

It's snowing.

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Chapter completed!