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read2();　　 on the northern snowfield, the barren and silver snowfields are the main colors of the entire vast continent, but I don’t know when, a touch of glazed color fell on the snowfield. Exudes endless colorful light.

Generations of snowmen believe that this big city was bestowed by the gods who picked off the aurora from the sky, giving the northern snowfields the first touch of color, which grew out of nothing, and made Liuli City become all snow. Holy land in the hearts of the people.

The colorful rays of light emitted by Liuli City can radiate hundreds of miles around the area under the extreme night of the snowy field, and Guan Zhengqing and Yun Yu Tuoba standing on a high place can have a complete bird's eye view of the entire city. .

　　 The light radiating in the city is not only the material of the building itself, but also the lights emitted from the households, especially in the center of the city, the statue of the ice maiden that directly enters the sky, is especially clear.

　　 At the same time, around the statue of the female saint, dense snowmen are kneeling down, bowing their heads, their expressions are pious, and the city is very spectacular.

　　 "This scene, seemingly familiar, made me return to the empire and worship the gods collectively."

　　 A faint voice came from Yunyu Tuoba’s mouth, but Guan Zhengqing heard a deep sense of disgust from it, and then the latter looked at the center of the Liuli City below, and then said:

"Whether it is an empire or a snowfield, the living environment is too bad. If a ruler wants to firmly grasp power, and if living things want to survive, they must need beliefs, even if these beliefs are sometimes the shackles that imprison freedom from generation to generation. And poison, but first of all, we must ensure that we live now to have a future, right?"

As soon as Guan Zhengqing said this, the two fell into a little silence. The worship of Liuli City below continued. The strong power of faith gathered on the statue from all sides in the city, making the face on the statue of the female saint. , More and more blurred.

　　 But what is extremely strange is that this power of faith did not continue to refine on the statue as before, but was directly sucked into the statue by a brain, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

　　In this situation, the complexions of Yunzheng Tuoba and Guan Zhengqing changed slightly at the same time. The strong cultivation bases clearly captured this weird scene even though they were far away. Then Guan Zhengqing took a light step forward and blurted out:

　　 "For the gods, this unrefined and filtered power of faith and poison is undoubtedly correct. It seems that the judgment is correct. The female saint of the ice field was too badly injured in the city of God."

　　 "It turns out that your goal is to be a saint, it's really not a small picture!"

　　 Tuoba Yunyan narrowed his eyes, and after the solemn voice came out, he seemed to have thought of something, and continued to speak:

"If you want to control Liuli City, the existence of this half-holy and half-god is indeed the biggest obstacle, but I don't think you have enough time, especially before, the one who used unknown means to teleport away at the entrance of the imperial tomb. If the young man in black clothes fails to kill him directly, it will be a big trouble, and the young great emperor will soon know his purpose."

"The name of the person who was sent away before death was Li Changying, the leader of the Taoist Palace in this session, the first-rank cultivator soul is extremely powerful, and it should not be so easy to die, but when I stabbed that shot, I added supernatural powers and souls. Stripping, so it can also delay some world for me, and in front of Daxia, I was waiting to fight to the death.

　　 "Maybe your Majesty, he has already understood everything!"

　　 These last words, Guan Zhengqing's voice was a little bit of a sense of sorrow, and then Yunyu Tuoba also raised his leg and continued to ask:

　　 "Then the woman in your hand, what do you plan to do, just kill it?"

After 　　 Tuoba Yun's surviving words were finished, Guan Zhengqing turned slightly and watched the woman in white clothes who had almost been completely frozen along the way, her calm voice continued:

　　 "There is a classmate relationship between her and me. Whether it is alive or dead is determined by good luck."

After 　　, he lifted Zhong Shenxiu directly, facing the abyss-like peak under the cliff, and directly threw it out, and then Guan Zhengqing raised his hand again and threw a huge, hideous, **** Yinglong forward, hovering in the sky.

　　 After a few breaths, a deep roar of a dragon lingered in the void, and the Weeping Blood Yinglong took the two of them, directly soaring into the sky, heading towards the Liuli City ahead.

At the same time, at the foot of Jufeng where Guan Zhengqing and Yun Xuan Tuoba were originally located, there is an extremely huge snowstorm raging, like a supernatural wind, with extremely hard snow slag, forming one after another huge storm dragons. Roll, raging back and forth above the ground.

In a col at the foot of the mountain, under the wind and snow, a caravan was relying on the mountain behind to gather all the snow camels in one place. The heavy carriages filled with cargo were used as a barrier to build the caravan. A windbreak.

　　 Inside the carriage inside the snow camel beast, under the strong wind, the flag of Nanke with Daxia writing on that side was constantly shaking. It was the Southern Chamber of Commerce that started from Tianmenguan and marched north for nearly half a year.

"This time the blizzard is the biggest I have encountered since I was a trader in this northern snowfield. If it weren't for this, there happened to be a mountain col that was surrounded by mountains on three sides that could be evacuated. This time I am afraid it was planted. I'm waiting!"

Inside a car in the center of the windbreak formation, a middle-aged man’s sigh sounded, with full of gratitude. The male host of the Southern Chamber of Commerce has a calm face on weekdays. At this time, it is full of surviving expressions. , When the tornadoes from all directions rushed towards the caravan, he felt that the **** of death was so close.

Next to the middle-aged man, there was a young girl who was wearing the same rigorous dress. The girl had a delicate short hair and some freckles on her face. She took out a water bottle and gently handed it. And said at the same time:

　　 "Father, you have worked hard, come and drink hot water to drive away the cold!"

　　 "Father, it's okay, first give this hot water to Father Yu and the little brother to be shocked."

　　 Facing the water bottle handed over by his daughter, the middle-aged man waved his hand, then looked at the other two people in the compartment, and continued to speak:

　　 "Don't blame Mr. Jade, the blizzard is coming urgently, so the whole process is very hasty. If there is any disturbance, don't blame it."

Due to the advent of the snowstorm, the middle-aged man, who was the principal of the Southern Chamber of Commerce, ordered everyone to gather in the center compartment after the fortifications were set up. Therefore, the old and the young who were at the end of the caravan were taken to this room. Inside the carriage.

　　The middle-aged man's voice fell. Inside the carriage, the old man in black shirt sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, his elegant face smiled lightly, turned his head and looked at the burly middle-aged man, his voice faint:

　　 "Wisdom, keen, accurate judgment, and the entire Chamber of Commerce responded quickly, you did a very good job."

After 　　 finished speaking, the old man paused slightly and continued to speak softly:

　　 "If you were not in a caravan, I would even think you were a soldier."

　　As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the entire carriage instantly solidified.