On the way south, Fang Zhuan was not so honest. He tried every means to speed up the journey when there was no one around. There was nothing strange happening along the way. Except for some people who made great efforts for a mouthful of rice, the county town was empty. Most of them were empty.

When fishing and hunting in rivers and mountains, a rabbit can be sold for ten thousand taels of gold. Prices have all deviated from normal. Apart from obtaining food, no one is doing anything else, and even the soldiers guarding the county are nowhere to be seen.

After Fang Zhuan entered the cold world, he gradually realized that the people here were migrating towards the extremely cold place.

"Uncle, where are your family going?" Fang Zhuo met a group of people who were migrating and joined them.

The old man Fang Zhuo asked didn't even look at Fang Zhuo, but on the wooden wheel cart next to him, there was a child sitting in the middle of a pile of packages. He was wrapped like a ball. If you didn't turn your head and see his face, you could hardly tell him.

There was a child in the car.

The child glanced at Fang Zhuan and said, "You know what you're asking!"

"Cong'er, don't be rude!" A woman was struggling to pull a two-wheeled wooden cart. The cold air made the wooden cart look even more fragile. The group of passers-by around Fang Zhuo were so quiet that it seemed as if their whole bodies were broken.

All the strength was used on both legs, and except for the creaking and rubbing of the small wooden wheel, there was no other sound.

The woman scolded the child, showed a reluctant expression to Fang Zhuan, turned around and continued to pull the wooden wheeled cart forward with difficulty.

The three of them, grandfather and grandson, are already at the end of the queue. If they walk a little slower, they may end up alone.

I also saw many robbers along the way, who specifically targeted vulnerable people. Regardless of whether they robbed food or not, those who were robbed would most likely die.

For this reason, Fang Zhuo wanted to help push, but as soon as he got closer, the children on the car would glare at Fang Zhuan. Fang Zhuo had no choice but to stay away and follow the grandfather and grandson.

"Mom, that man is still following us. It's really scary outside the mountains here." The child's name is Cong'er, and he is indeed very smart.

"Cong'er, the colder it is, the more opportunities there are! Even though there are many people in front of us, when we get to the north, there are not many people who can live nearby."

"Mom, do you think dad has really prepared a warm house for us? It's much colder here than our previous home."

"My mother doesn't know that Erluo, who went with your father, came back and sent a message, telling us to go there early. If it's a few days later, it will be even colder here."

"In that case, why not...Grandpa, sit up, and my mother and I will pull you away together!"

The old man next to him didn't reply, but slowly raised his hand and shook it.

"Dad, Cong'er is right. He has been walking for half a day. In the next half day, when you come up, Cong'er and I will hold you. We can walk faster and not be too far away from the people in front of us." The woman stopped.

Stepping forward, he turned around and picked up the child. He pulled the old man who was still waving his hand closer to the cart and carried the old man onto the wooden wheel cart as easily as he would a child.

The scene in front of him surprised Fang Zhuo. This woman looked ordinary, but she was so powerful.

Fang Zhuan was surprised to see the woman carrying the old man into the car easily, but at the same time he understood that maybe this woman was also a warrior, and having such strength was nothing.

Along the way, the group almost never stopped, but sometimes walked a little slower. I don't know when the wind became colder, and it could feel biting on the face.

Near dusk, a few roadblocks appeared in front of the group, shouting loudly: "Sleep the night! It's warm in the house, one tael of silver per person, guaranteed to be comfortable!"

"Let me tell you, if you stay out overnight, at least 30% of you will not be able to get up tomorrow morning!"

"Hehe, yes! Those who can't get up will be frozen to death here forever. If you want to go to Seyuan City, haha, you have to die!"

"..."

The nine blockers occupied most of the road. They all had weapons in their hands, either with broadswords and wooden sticks, or with short knives in their hands. Their clothes were all seven or eight layers of burlap, worn layer by layer.

None of the group of passers-by who followed Fang Zhuo responded to the solicitations of those who blocked the way, and continued to move forward with their heads lowered.

"Tch! The wind is so cold. It's likely to snow at night, and most of the people will freeze to death. Brothers, please go back to the house and warm yourself up. Let's collect the money tomorrow!" A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said and walked towards the roadside.

Walk to the hut.

The words said that he would collect the money tomorrow. The meaning couldn't be simpler. It was just to make a small fortune from the dead.

When Fang Zhuan passed by, the people who blocked the road had already gone back to their houses. The cold wind had made the road dry and hard, and people who walked on it would either be trampled to pieces or hard gravel.

The dark night gradually wipes out all the light. The night with only stars and no moon is very dark.

Some of the group found a big tree and settled down to rest. Fang Zhuo followed his grandfather and grandson, and for some unknown reason, kept walking in the dark until nine o'clock in the evening, when they walked between two big trees.

"I advise you to keep walking forward. There seems to be a broken house in front of you." Under the night vision goggles, Fang Zhuo couldn't see clearly the buildings in the distance, but even if it is a broken house, even if there are people inside, relying on the house to live

, which is a bit better than spending the night against a big tree.

The woman just pushed the car off the road, looked back at the road she came from, and then looked at Fang Zhuan, "This young hero, how can you see what's ahead in such a dark night?"

"Hey, if you want to go, just leave. It's so cold, you can bear it, but children and the elderly can't." Fang Zhuo said without explaining, and started to move forward.

Seeing that Fang Zhuan had no ill intentions, the woman pulled the car hard and walked back to the road.

Fifteen minutes later, there was indeed a dilapidated half house on the side of the road. The west half of the house seemed to have been chopped off with a knife, with the roof tiles and walls gone.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be so shabby, but it's better than being under a big tree! You three can live in it, I'll guard it outside!"

"Young hero, you should go in and have a rest. There is no need to guard in this wilderness." The woman just thought of going to the broken house, and when she heard that Fang Zhuo wanted to guard outside, she felt a little ashamed.

"Haha, it's not very peaceful here. You go in first, and no matter what happens, don't come out!" After Fang Zhuo finished speaking, he took a few steps towards the front of the road, keeping his feet shoulder-level apart.

"Young..." The woman wanted to say something more, but she also noticed something in the dark night. She pulled the child and hugged the old man and hurried to the house. Although the wooden wheeled cart was small, it could still block the door of the shabby house.

In the dark night, what Fang Zhuan found was a pack of wolves, one or two hundred of them circling around the dilapidated wooden house.

It seems that the number of wolves on the other side of the earth is not so large. At first, the number of wolves that appeared in Fang Zhuo's perception was only a few, but within a few minutes, hundreds of them gathered. Fang Zhuo lost his interest in playing and was originally planning to use a pistol to finish it off.

Yes, I had to change my approach at this time.

In the broken house, the woman also noticed something strange and protected the old man and the child behind her.

"Mom, daddy said before that if you encounter a tiger, you can hide, if you encounter a leopard, you can fight, if you encounter a wolf... you can only wait for death." The child was very nervous and blocked his grandfather behind his small body.

Although the old man is old, he has never been afraid of death. "You two will climb to the roof later. I will go out and lure the wolves away. The young man can't resist so many wolves!"

"Dad!" "Grandpa!"

"Don't argue, you two! Old man, I'm old enough, so I agreed to go with you just to be of some use on the road! Ask Qi Zheng to take good care of you and your mother in the future. If you dare to do anything disobedient, old man, I will do anything to you."

Let’s settle the score with him!”

The three people in the broken house were fighting to protect each other. The wolves surrounding the broken house were getting closer and closer, as if they were about to crush the broken house at any time.

The old man wanted to leave, but his grandson Cong'er held on to the corner of his grandfather's clothes, but the woman still stopped in front of the two of them. The atmosphere became solemn. Although the cold wind was howling, there were many thin beads of sweat on the three people's bodies, and their eyes were

Staring at the side of the broken house, there is no wall or shelter there, it is definitely the place where the wolves will invade first.

Outside the house, Fang Zhuan put away his weapon and didn't even take a flashlight. He first concentrated his internal energy with his hands, and a light blue light filled his arms. Then he silently said "Open!" in his heart. Instantly, his whole body was filled with blue light.

, this is the skill that Fang Zhuan learned the last time he fought Mu Zefei. He used his internal energy to form a thick layer of armor around himself, like a copper wall and an iron wall protecting him.

In the wilderness at night, one or two hundred wolves were already planning to attack, but they saw a guy as bright as a gem lighting up the world. At the same time, they felt fear, and it seemed like an irresistible magic force, forcing them to

All the wolves had to crawl on their own bodies.

Fang Zhuan's cold eyes were filled with unrelenting killing intent, and the blood in his body was filled with the killing intent of a great battle. Even the howling cold wind tried to bypass Fang Zhuan and blew to both sides, a kind of

The temperament of a tyrant is unmistakable.

But the sudden change of the wolves made him not know what was going on. Look at the devil's horns that could always conquer the 'big monsters', but it didn't seem to light up. So what was it that made the wolves fearful and even want to surrender?

For some reason, when he was confused about the situation, Fang Zhuo did not relax. He moved slowly and looked around to see if there were other masters there, or if there were masters who could control the wolves.

indefinite.

In the dilapidated house, the three people who remained tense waited for a long time without seeing the wolves attack. There was not even any movement outside the house. The smell of death that had previously filled the place also disappeared.

Cong'er was very curious, and slowly climbed to the broken window next to her and looked out. As soon as her eyes cast their gaze outside the window, she was immediately attracted by the bright light in the dark night, "Mom! Do you see how that person can shine?"

Both the woman and the old man looked over. After the woman took one look, her eyes became trance-like, "You...have the aura of a king!"

The trance in her eyes is not caused by excitement, but because women are also warriors. Anyone who has the aura of internal strength, and encounters the aura of a king, is pulled by his own internal strength and has to surrender obediently. It is an irresistible suppression.

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"Mom, what is the Qi of the King? You and my father said before that when I turn twelve, you will stimulate the acupuncture points for the Qi of my inner strength. Is this Qi of the King even more powerful? Mom, please help me directly open up the Qi of the King.

Be angry, look at how majestic he is."

Cong'er and the old man are ordinary people. They don't have internal energy in their bodies, so they will not be suppressed in any way. But the woman is not having a good time at this time. Her body seems to be pressed by a huge boulder. It is very difficult to stand. Slowly

He half-knelt down and breathed a sigh of relief, "So the legend is true! Cong'er, you must practice diligently in the future! Mom has no chance of that in this life. Before she married your father, she was

I studied martial arts in an ancient sect. There was a mention of the spirit of a king on the mountain behind that sect. For thousands of years, no one has achieved it. There are only a few records on the stone tablets. If you want to achieve the spirit of a king, you must work hard and work hard!

Conger, do you understand!"

"Mom, that person is very powerful?" Cong'er heard what his mother meant and looked at her mother who was already kneeling on the ground in front of her. Her head was covered with sweat and she wiped her hands with her hands.

"Hmm!" The woman looked at Fang Zhuan. She really couldn't imagine that she could actually encounter the king's aura, which seemed to be a ridiculous legend.

"Mom, he's not that old either. If mom and dad team up, they'll definitely be stronger than him, right?" Cong'er is a child. In her eyes, her parents are the most powerful people in the world. She was hit hard just now, so she came up with the idea.

He thinks that the most powerful combination will definitely defeat the others.

Unfortunately, Cong'er's assumption still failed. The woman shook her head, "No! Don't say that your father and I join forces. Even if all the top masters in the world join forces, they can't shake him. Even... in his current state,

It's hard to even stand up. Hey, Cong'er, since the legend is true, then you should make this your goal in the future!"

"Mother...Cong'er knows." Cong'er didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't disobey his mother's wishes, so he lowered his head and accepted the reality in aggrieved manner.

"Before this, you are not allowed to talk about the king's spirit to anyone, nor can you say that we met tonight."

"Why? The king's aura is so powerful, why can't you tell others? Mom, Cong'er doesn't understand." Seeing that his mother was about to lie down on the ground, Cong'er thought that his mother was sleepy.

The woman really couldn't bear the feeling of oppression coming from inside her body, so she slowly lay down on the ground, feeling much better physically and mentally. "Cong'er, the tree is big and attracts the wind. Once the king's aura spreads out, we will too."

If you are implicated, the whole world will have no place to stand."

"Mom, Cong'er understands that those people are afraid of the person outside the house, so they want to get rid of him, so that those who were originally the bosses will still be the bosses, right?"

"Cong'er is so smart. The name my mother gave you is absolutely right."
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