Vol 3 Chapter 602: Team in the snow

Although a large number of huge campfires were burning in the mountain, the temperature was not high, the ground was cold and hard, and the foot of honey buds stepped on it, making her body quickly cold. Bayi ★Chinese network W√wくW★． ★81ｚ★W√. √CoM
But she didn't realize it at all, her beautiful big eyes looked around, as if waiting for the person in her dream to suddenly appear in front of her.
She did feel the familiar breath around her, kind and warm, and even honey bud seemed to hear her obsessed voice.
She kept spinning her body and wanted to capture the shadow of her dreams for the first time, but unfortunately...the surroundings were still the same, with a trace of serenity in the noise, except for nothing.
Honey Bud was disappointed, she knew that it would not be the man she missed came back, otherwise it would not be so calm in the mountains.
But what happened to the throbbing heart just now?
"Honey bud, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
A somewhat muscular maid passed by here, holding a mass of raw animal skins that had not yet been made. Seeing the honey buds in the soul, she asked with concern.
Miya is the female bodhisattva of the tribe. Although she has already walked with the man who has left and lost the most valuable first blood of the female bodhisattva, but because the man she is willing to dedicate is noble, so Miya has not only because of this Decreased status, but more and more respected, especially those who come from the same place as the man with honey buds, have more respect for her, and those who live and die directly become guards of honey buds.
"It's nothing. You're busy." Mi Ya squeezed a smile and watched the aunt walk away, before looking around unwillingly, and slowly walked back to the tent.
Ye Zhongming's soul was watching next to him, he could see every subtle expression on Honey Bud's face, and his love for this woman continued to rise in this almost zero-distance observation.
It's a pity that he couldn't stay here, and his soul returned to the sky again, passing quickly in one direction.
The cold season of the Blue Wonderland is covered with white tones, and no shadow of the posthumous people can be seen, but some cold-resistant monsters appear from time to time. Most of these monsters are very powerful. Ye Zhongming saw them several times to find the mountain belly where the posthumous people live. , Attacked there.
As a result, most of them ended in the failure of the dead.
Ye Zhongming's soul continued to move forward, and Ye Zhongming was a bit bored by the bewildered white. He didn't know how long this state would last. The mood of happiness that had originally been reduced due to the reduction of the dark creatures surrounding him had cooled down. Almost numb wandering above the secret realm.
Until... Ye Zhongming saw a team marching in the snow and ice!
Although Ye Zhongming is not a native of the Brutal Realm, he knows that the posthumous people are in awe of the cold season. The temperature outside is too low, and the posthumous people have to hide in the mountains to survive this long winter. No one will be in the cold When Ji Zhengnong came out, it was a real dying person.
But what's going on with this team? Are they not afraid of high temperature?
Ye Zhongming skimmed over them, and now most of these posthumous people were riding a monster covered with long hairs. People were sitting on them, and half of the body fell into the fluffy and thick hair. The problem of keeping half of the body warm has been solved.
And their upper bodies are covered with thick leather jackets, with round leather caps on their heads, which wrap the entire head in them, only showing a pair of eyes.
Everyone was carrying a rattan basket behind them, not knowing what was in it, and a not-so-bright red light gleamed.
Want to come should play a warming role.
Above the entire team, a large bird-like monster without any hair was hovering, as if not afraid of the cold at all. The level 7 level made it rarely encounter opponents in the sky.
This seventh-level monster is so big that it can withstand the falling snow in the sky and the cold wind for the whole team, so that the team is under protection.
It's just that Ye Zhongming heard for the first time that a team of more than five thousand left-behind people was operating in the cold season!
Ye Zhongming is very curious, I don't know which tribe has such courage.
But immediately his eyes narrowed, because he saw several familiar faces in the team.
These people are the people of Wangcheng!
Among them, there is that Hongxiang Mozun!
Ye Zhongming suddenly understood what they were going to do, and their destination must be the Aao tribe! In other words, it is the top of the cloud!
No one would think that these people went out in the cold season!
Although their degree is very slow, although some of these people must not be able to reach the finish line, and even with their current degree, they cannot reach the Amo tribe's station before the end of the cold season.
However, when they got there, it was the time when the top of the cloud fell to the weakest season in the cold season. Unexpectedly, it would not be the opponent of this team including the king and the seventh monster.
Ye Zhongming was in a bad mood, because he caused the disaster, but now he himself is insecure, and he does not know how to get through the current disaster, even if he knows that the army of the king city is going to attack the tribe alliance he established with his own hands, but Helpless.
The soul continued to linger, the team moved further and further away until it disappeared, and Ye Zhongming did not recover from that depressed mood.
After a while, he came to another familiar place, the posthumous king city.
This time the soul entered the Wangcheng directly. He saw the miracle of the city of the posthumous people, and he saw the secret natives who were not affected by the cold season.
He even entered the Holy Land and came to the Holy Pool where he left.
There, a ceremony is taking place, holy water is pouring out of the holy pool, and many gifted posthumous people are preparing to enter it for cultivation.
The eighth-level guardian of the pool stood in the corner of the side and watched the life quietly.
Since he was last counted by Ye Zhongming, he has never left the Holy Pool again.
But the guardian seemed to feel something. He looked up at the upper part of the holy pool, revealing a puzzled expression. He did feel that there was something there, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.
The holy water is full, the leaders of these tribes are ready to go to the pool, and Ye Zhongming's soul first sank into the holy pool.
This feeling is the same as sinking into lava before!
He saw the keyhole at the bottom of the city. Ye Zhongming thought it was over. Unexpectedly, the soul continued to sink from the keyhole and came to a huge space under the holy pool.
A well full of holy water is being sprayed, and it is directed to the bottom of the holy pool. I want to come to the holy water in the holy pool.
Without waiting for Ye Zhongming to take a look, he felt that someone was watching him, and he was horrified to find that now on the giant stone pillar connecting up and down the center of the entire space, a human-shaped monster with a hooded head was showing an inexplicable smile to him! (To be continued.)