Although there were several huge bonfires burning in the belly of the mountain, the temperature was no longer high and the ground was cold and hard. Mi Ya stepped on it and her body quickly became cold.★
But she was completely unaware, her beautiful big eyes looking around, as if waiting for the person in her dream to suddenly appear in front of her.
She indeed felt that familiar breath around her, kind and warm, and even Mi Ya seemed to hear a voice that fascinated her.
She kept spinning her body, trying to catch the shadow she had been dreaming about for the first time, but unfortunately... the surroundings were still the same, with a hint of tranquility amidst the noise, but other than that, there was nothing.
Mi Ya was disappointed. She knew that the man she missed would not be back, otherwise the mountain would not be so peaceful.
But, what was going on with that throbbing in my heart just now?
"Miya, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
A somewhat strong aunt passed by here holding a ball of raw animal skins that had not yet been processed. When she saw the distracted Mi Ya, she asked with some concern.
Mi Ya is the female Bodhisattva of the tribe. Although she has walked with the man who left and lost the most valuable first blood of the female Bodhisattva, because of the noble status of the man she was willing to devote herself to, Mi Ya not only did not suffer from this,
Her status was lowered, but she became more respected. Especially the two people who came from the same place as the man Miya respected her even more, and those living dead directly became Miya's bodyguards.
"It's nothing, just go ahead and do your work." Mi Ya forced out a smile and watched the aunt walk away. Then she reluctantly looked around again and walked slowly back to the tent.
Ye Zhongming's soul was watching from the side, and he could clearly see every subtle expression on Mi Ya's face. His love for this woman continued to grow during this almost zero-distance observation.
It's a pity that he couldn't stay here. His soul returned to the sky and flew quickly in one direction.
The cold season in the Blue Secret Realm is covered with white tones, and the shadow of the deceased is invisible. However, some cold-resistant monsters appear from time to time. Most of these monsters are very powerful. Ye Zhongming has seen several times that they have found the mountainside where the deceased lives.
, launched an attack there.
As a result, most of them end in the failure of the deceased.
Ye Zhongming's soul continued to move forward. The blank white color made Ye Zhongming look a little boring. He didn't know how long this state would last. His originally happy mood because of the decrease in the number of dark creatures surrounding him also cooled down. He could only
Wandering in the sky above the secret realm almost numbly.
Until... Ye Zhongming saw a team marching in the ice and snow!
Although Ye Zhongming is not a native of the Blue Secret Realm, he knows very well 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 the long winter. No one will survive in the cold.
Come outside when Ji Zhengnong is away, because he is really a mortal person.
But what is going on with this team? Are they not afraid of high temperatures?
Ye Zhongming passed over them and found that most of these posthumous people were riding a kind of monster covered with long hair. When people sat on them, half of their bodies were sunk into the fluffy and long hair.
The problem of keeping half the body warm has been solved.
Their upper bodies were covered with thick fur coats, and their heads were covered with round fur hats, which covered their entire heads, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
Everyone was carrying a rattan basket on their backs, and they didn't know what was inside, but there was a flash of not-so-bright red light.
I think it should have a warming effect.
In the sky above the entire team, a large bird-like monster without any feathers was hovering, as if it was not afraid of the cold at all. With a level of seven, it rarely encountered opponents in the sky.
This level seven strange bird is so big that it can shield the entire team from the falling snow in the sky and the icy cold wind, keeping the team under protection.
It was just the first time Ye Zhongming heard that a team of posthumous people numbering more than 5,000 people were operating in the cold season!
Ye Zhongming was very curious, wondering which super tribe had such courage.
But immediately his eyes froze because he saw several familiar faces in the team.
These people are from the royal city!
Among them, there is the Demon Lord Hongxiang!
Ye Zhongming suddenly understood what they were going to do. Their destination must be the A'ao tribe! Or in other words, the Yunding Tribe Alliance!
No one would have thought that these people would go on an expedition in the cold season!
Although their speed is very slow, although some of these people must not be able to persist to the end, even with their current speed, they will not be able to reach the A'ao tribe's station before the end of the cold season.
But when they arrived there, it was also the time when the Yunding Land Alliance was at its weakest after the cold season. They were caught off guard and they would definitely not be the opponent of this team, which included King Zun and a seventh-level monster.
Ye Zhongming was in a bad mood, because he was the one who caused the disaster, but now he couldn't protect himself and didn't know how to survive the current disaster. Even if he knew that the army from the royal city was going to attack the tribal alliance he had established, he still couldn't.
Nothing can be done.
The soul continued to wander, and the team got further and further away until it disappeared. Ye Zhongming also did not recover from the depressed mood.
After a while, he came to another familiar place, the Posthumous King's City.
This time the soul entered the royal city directly. He saw the miraculous city of posthumous people and the natives of the secret realm inside who seemed not to be affected by the cold season.
He even entered the Holy Land and came to the Holy Pool where he left.
There, a ceremony was going on, holy water was gushing out of the holy pool, and many talented posthumous people were preparing to enter it to practice.
The eighth-level pool guard was standing in a corner, quietly watching everything that happened.
Since the last time he was tricked by Ye Zhongming, he has never left the holy pool.
However, the pool guard seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked above the holy pool with a puzzled expression. He did feel that there was something there, but when he examined it carefully, there was nothing.
The holy water was full, and the leaders of each tribe were ready to enter the pool, but Ye Zhongming's soul sank into the holy pool first.
This feeling is the same as sinking into lava before!
He saw the keyhole at the bottom of the city. Ye Zhongming thought this was the end, but he didn't expect that his soul continued to sink from the keyhole and came to a huge space under the holy pool.
A pool filled with holy water was spurting out, directly towards the bottom of the holy pool. This is probably how the holy water in the holy pool above came from.
Before Ye Zhongming could continue to look, he felt that someone was watching him. He looked for it with horror. Now on the giant stone pillar connecting the upper and lower parts in the center of the entire space, a disheveled humanoid monster was showing an inexplicable smile to him! (Unfinished)