"It's so cold, so cold, so cold..."

Somewhere far away, at the foot of the mountain where the cold wind whistled, a child was jumping hard.

This child, who is about ten years old, looks beautiful, but he is definitely not suitable for wearing a golden silk dress in winter, with two cute braids tied on his head. At this moment, it was already midnight, and the rivers in the distance and the ice condensed little by little in the water. In the cold weather, the north wind whistled, like a knife cutting, rolling all the vitality that could be encountered along the way.

"It's so cold!" The child hugged his arms and shouted to the sky. Then he put the finger of his right hand in front of his mouth, trying to put it in and bite it, but he forced himself to endure it.

Alas, this will not work, it will make your blood flow.

She put her hands down and looked down at the strange characters drawn in front of her feet. These characters were different from any text in this world, but seemed to hide mysterious power.

The moon was already past, and the moon in the sky was semicircular, and it seemed to fall in the dim night sky. The child's slender and small figure was lonely in the wilderness, like rootless weeds, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time. She forcibly endured the urge to use magic to make fire to keep warm, so as to avoid the unreasonable consumption of her energy. Looking at the twisting characters in front of her feet, her little hands were hiding in her sleeves and pinching them.

"Well, it seems that it's not wrong. There must be a earth dragon hidden in this place." She stood up to the characters, took a deep breath, and decided to bite her fingers. The fingers dripped blood downwards, and then, as if they were sucked in by those characters, the characters began to emit light, and a mysterious halo flowed around her.

The next moment, the child in a dress had disappeared from the spot. The mysterious halo rushed forward at an extremely fast speed that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye. Just like a suspended train in a certain world, the child's body was supported by the halo running along the ground, and went west like a cannonball. Even the speed that the fastest horse in the world could not reach was a distance of dozens of miles in just half an hour.

The direction of the halo is not a straight line. It winds forward with a wonderful trajectory that is extremely compatible with nature. Covered by the halo, the child who is holding cannot feel the coldness between heaven and earth, but is parallel to the ground and constantly accelerating. In her eyes, the reflections of the dim woods and mountains and rivers seem to be twisted, and they retreat strangely.

Suddenly, the child who was moving forward at a rapid speed opened his eyes wide, and there was a sudden sinking cliff in front of him. "The earth dragon is broken, the earth dragon is broken!" She shouted with joy, trying to stop her speed of progress and jumped out of the halo that carried her. With a scream, the halo stopped at the end of the cliff, but she had ejected out, in the shape of a throwaway, screaming in the air with hands and feet dancing.

In the forest under the cliff, several wild wolves barked lowly, raised their heads, looked at the small figure screaming in the air, and then turned their heads and escaped like frightened.

The snowy woods below were getting closer and closer to the small figure. The figure turned over in the air, biting his thumb between his teeth, and quickly scratched something. With a bang, the small figure sank into the forest. Several winter night birds flew up, and at the same time, there was a trembling sound, making a bang. After a while, in the scattered snow pile, the child in a beautiful golden silk dress crawled up, hugged his arms with his hands, jumped his feet, and screamed to the sky: "So ~ cold~!"

At this time, she had entered the boundary of Guangzhou, only more than thirty miles from the Sibi Cave to the west...

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The north is filled with soldiers coming and going, under the rolling iron cavalry, the heads are rolling, blood flowing, and it is covered by the falling white snow. Sometimes white bones appear, and under the frozen ice, they are carved into white jade like mutton fat, without any flaws, but they are heartbroken.

The numb people were tied up by ropes, like lambs with legs, staggered forward in the cold winter. Occasionally, someone fell down, was whipped to the point where he stood up, or was unable to stand up, and after a few shots, he was dragged to the side of the road. Slowly, whether it was mottled blood or his weak face, he was covered with snowflakes.

Further north, in a hall made of ice, the exquisite silk was spread everywhere, and in iron pots on both sides, grease burned in the fire, and flames that suppressed people's hearts were rising from time to time.

Shen Ce Zongbei walked slowly in the dark blue flames lined up in two rows, hunched over his hands.

From the outside, it was just an old man. The skin, skull and cheek bones on his face were tightly pressed into a piece, making people feel the existence of flesh at all. It was like a skull covered with only a layer of skin. The eyes in his eyes were even more strangely round, bulging in his eye sockets like a sphere, as if it would explode at any time.

Behind Shen Ce Zongbei, a silent Chinese man was named Lu Wenjin. He was originally a scholar in Shizhou. He could not pass the Texas exam. Instead, he offended a local gentry with someone in the court. His parents were killed and he was deprived of his fame and fortune. He was sentenced to prison. However, he took advantage of a fire in the prison and escaped to the north. After he escaped to the north, he was recruited by Shen Ce Zongbei and became a counselor under Shen Ce Zongbei. This time, the barbarian army attacked Shizhou City. The men who had offended him were all sluggishly by him until he died. The women were also thrown into the army. It can be said that they were even worse than death. Shizhou City suffered a large-scale retaliatory massacre. Even most people actually had no grudges and no grudges with him.

Although he acted ruthlessly, Lu Wenjin looked just an ordinary scholar. Walking outside, there was no difference between him and the teacher who was forced to give up the imperial examination after failing many years of exams. He wore a cotton robe and was taciturn. Although he was much taller than Shen Ce Zongbe, he always followed Shen Ce Zongbe, as if he was just the shadow of this evil barbarian.

In front of me is a gorgeous tent built in an ice-built hall. The whole style can only be described as a mess, which makes Shen Ce Zongbei sigh for a long time, which makes Shen Ce Zongbei sigh, which makes him feel a little intolerable. The two barbarian soldiers in front of the tent uncovered the curtains, Shen Ce Zongbei bent over and hunched back, and slowly walked in. At a glance, they were Li Hu, the son of the queen of the falcon, the general of Chunxin's tribe.

At this moment, Li Hu was sitting on a tiger-skin chair, hugging a Chinese woman in gorgeous clothes tightly. This Chinese woman was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate skin and forced by the huge prince Chunxin. Although the bird was dependent on others, she was full of fear. When she saw someone coming in, her face was extremely panicked, and her eyes were full of hope that someone would help her. However, Shen Ce Zongbei had no interest in her. The Chinese who followed Shen Ce Zongbei did not look up at her.

"The prince's return from the south this time can be said to be a great harvest!" Shen Ce Zongbei narrowed his eyes and smiled, with his already short and strange figure. This smile seemed to bring shadows into the entire tent, making people shudder.

Li Hu sneered: "If it weren't for some useless guy, the capital of China and the large area of ​​land would have been occupied by me for a long time."

Shen Ce Zong smiled sinisterly: "Don't worry, don't worry, they are there, what can't go is our things, and after all, they are ours."

Li Hu hugged the Chinese beauty beside him hard, raised his head to look at the Shen Ce Zongbei, and showed a provocative and cruel look: "If the tiger master had not forced the order to withdraw my troops, at this time, I would still be eating and drinking in the Chinese capital, hum!" With a last hum, even the ground was shocked.

Shen Ce Zongbei sighed and said, "The prince is joking. If the prince does not withdraw his troops, your mother will probably try her best to save you, and it may not be possible."

Li Hu said angrily: "Do you think this prince is as incompetent as Meng Yu, that idiot?"

Shen Ce Zongbei said: "No, no, no, the prince misunderstood. How could you be as incompetent as Meng Yu? You are even more incompetent than him. We really don't expect you to be able to deal with the people that Meng Yu can't deal with."

Bang! Li Hu slapped the table violently, and the wooden table was split into pieces. The Chinese woman was so shocked that she was shivering. At this moment, Li Hu's body was dark red, blood was boiling, and there was a faint heat coming out of her skin.

"Son, don't be rude to the prime minister!" A woman's voice came in at this moment. The curtain on the other side was lifted, and four barbarian soldiers carried the sedan chair into the sedan chair. Among them was a barbarian woman wearing the best feathers, and several fruit plates were placed on her hand.

Shen Ce Zong Beimi smiled: "The Queen of Falcon is getting younger and younger!"

Falcon Yuelido smiled sluttyly: "The mouth of Lord Shen Ce is getting sweeter and sweeter."

Shen Ce Zongbei said, "That's not what your son thinks."

On the other side, Li Hu, who had no place to fire, turned the Chinese woman beside him over and pressed her skirt, lifted her skirt, and it was originally empty. The woman lay on the chair, and a severe pain came from behind her buttocks. She was crying and forcibly enduring the impact of the barbarians behind her in front of everyone around her. It was more like a torn sting and unbearable than her whole body. It was the humiliation of this lowly J woman who was regarded as a toy. She was originally high above her.

The mother of the world, the most powerful woman in China, fell to this point after enjoying the honor of several months. She had thought about seeking death, but in the end she could not make up her mind. So she could only be bullied, humiliated, and even in front of her husband... The once supreme man was lustful, and her husband could only hide there like a sieve, and she didn't dare to look at her.

While venting, the strange dark red on Li Hu's body slowly faded.

Shen Ce Zongbei said: "Does the prince still drink human blood these days?"

The snorted softly: "Although the demon who lied to me has been cut into pieces, the root of the disease that fell into pieces is suddenly impossible to cure. What can Lord Shen Ce do to do about this?"

Shen Ce Zongbei sighed: "Even if I have a good idea, do you mother and son really dare to use it?"

Yueli Duoman laughed and said, "Master Shen Ce is joking!" Then he changed the topic: "Master Shen Ce ran to the territory of Ai's family this time. Is there anything important to accomplish?"

Shen Ce Zongbei did not want to tell her that in Chinese culture, only the empress dowager who died of her husband would call herself the Ai family. Of course, for this woman, all her men were dead, and most of them were killed by herself. He squinted again: "This time, the prince caught all the dragon sons and grandsons in the palace. Hehe, can I let me take a look at all those people?"

Yueliduo said suspiciously: "What are those stupid guys who are so good at it that they actually made Lord Shen Ce come here in person?"

Shen Ce Zongbei said, "Well, hehe, I won't hide it from you. I have a rumor that the eldest princess has died in the Great Zhou royal family and has the legendary celestial body. If this is the case, the bloodline of the ancestors of the Zhou Dynasty royal family may be some unusual things. If it is not done well, among those dragon sons and dragon grandchildren, there will be one or two guys with celestial body constitutions, which just happened to be for experiments, such an old man."

Yueliduo's eyes also narrowed: "Those people are all prisoners of war from my son. According to the rules, they are now slaves of our Chunxin tribe. Even if they just go and take a look... What is the Lord Shen Ce going to exchange for?"

Shen Ce Zong laughed sinisterly: "Has Empress Falcon ever heard of Blood Bodhi?"

Yueliduo frowned: "What is that?"

Shen Ce Zongbei said: "Bodhi is an awakened person in Tibetan Buddhism. It is rumored that a long time ago, a Tibetan lama hugged their Buddhist scriptures, "Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell" and entered the depths of the blood abyss. Although the lama finally died in the blood abyss, his corpse was combined with a mysterious force in the depths of the blood abyss, making him the only awakened person in Tibetan Buddhism. People in later generations called him Blood Ksitigarbha. This awakened person at least has the sect saint.

The power of level, but for some reason, was unable to come out of the blood abyss in the end. It was just a gate of hell that allowed his disciples to enter the blood abyss through the convenient gate, and through numerous assessments, reach his side. After the pilgrimage, they obtained the power of his Bodhi golden body, a strange jade called Sarizi, and the lama who obtained Sarizi often increased their strength after coming out. Only the lama who obtained Sarizi can be called a master in Tibet and has a lofty status."

"There is such a thing?" Yueliduo peeled the grapes at hand and said carelessly, "What does this have to do with the Ai family?"

Shen Ce Zongbei smiled and said, "The awakened Tibetan Buddhism was called the master's ancestor by the lamas of later generations, and also called the ancestor of Ksitigarbha. The so-called relics are the nameless crystals scattered around his corpse. In fact, its official name is called Bodhi Sect, which absorbs the power of the golden body of Blood Ksect. It is what I call Blood Bodhi. You don't need to know their specific functions. You just need to know that as long as there is a blood Bodhi, you can easily cure the cold blood disease in the prince's body, so that the prince does not need to continue to practice the blood divine skill of the tripod."

Yueliduo put the peeled grapes into her mouth lightly, and did not seem to care about what Shen Ce Zongbei said. On the other hand, Li Hu pushed the Chinese woman under her crotch forward, turned around hard, and stared at Shen Ce Zongbei, as if full of anger, but full of desire.

Yueliduo snorted softly: "In other words, to cure my son's illness, you need to find those lamas and want a relic?"

"No, no," Shen Ce Zong said sarcastically, "The relics are still somewhat different from the blood bodhi. Blood bodhi is the raw stone near the golden body of the Blood Abyss. Those lamas enter the depths of the blood abyss and after repeated hardships, they obtain a blood bodhi and practice on the spot. Blood bodhi turns into his own Buddha bones, and it becomes a relics. Only the lamas who get this kind of relic can be used, and other people can get it. In addition, these are the secrets in Tibetan Buddhism. Even if the queen of the Falcon asks them, they will never say it. The queen of the Falcon doesn't need to ask me how I know such a secret. As long as I know, Blood Bodhi can cure the prince, I have no false words, but it must be the raw stone in the depths of the blood abyss."

Yueliduo bit the grapes: "I heard that you said, if you want to enter the Blood Abyss, you have to rely on those lamas. How could they bring outsiders in?"

Shen Ce Zong Bei hunched his back and said, "Those lamas may have convenient doors to enter the Blood Abyss, but I, the old man, just know the next entrance to the Blood Abyss. If the Queen of the Falcon is interested, I might as well tell you about the method to enter the Blood Abyss..."
Chapter completed!