"We're almost here." Walker, who was walking at the front wearing goggles, suddenly said in a deep voice.
After staying in the unchanging snowfield for a long time, Tang Tang had already lost his sense of time, and now he raised his head blankly.
A few hundred meters away, a small tent stood abruptly on the snowfield, letting the strong wind blow.
As I got closer, I realized what kind of small tent this was. It had cooked cowhide as the tent and soul animal bones as the supports. It had a huge internal space and was fully equipped with coal stoves, kettles, woks, sleeping bags and other daily necessities. It couldn't accommodate more than ten people.
question.
There were already people waiting in the tent.
As soon as he saw someone, Deacon Walker's indifference along the way was replaced by respect and admiration: "Your Majesty, Jackdaw, I have kept you waiting for a long time."
Tang Tang took a breath of air.
Another titled Douluo!
The man known as the Jackdaw Crown looks like he is only forty or fifty years old. His black hair as smooth and smooth as crow feathers is neatly combed to the back of his head. His face has a frosty look, and he has a pair of purple eyes.
The somewhat ominous eyes stared at the visitor indifferently, making people feel panicked.
"thing."
Walker immediately handed over a storage soul guide.
Jackdaw Douluo inspected it and nodded with satisfaction.
"These days are when the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion is at its weakest. Without further ado, let's set off immediately."
Walker hesitated for a while, then pushed Tang Tang forward: "Sorry, Your Majesty, we may need to arrange the whereabouts of this child first."
"Her name is Tang Tang. She comes from the Sotuo branch. She appeared in the Ice Thorn Forest for unknown reasons. After we rescued her, we brought her here together in order not to delay our schedule. Please see how we will arrange her in the next period of time.
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Tang Tang raised his head and showed a cute smile.
Jackdaw Douluo pondered for a while, then turned his wrist and transformed into a black feather.
"You stay in this tent for at least half a month or more than a month before we come back. I have cleaned up the area, and my breath is on the feathers, which can deter the soul beast. Walker, give her a month to live.
Supplies, we’ll set off in ten minutes.”
…
"Haqiu!"
Watching the group of people marching deeper into the snowfield, Tang Tang retreated into his tent.
The Far North is covered with ice and snow all year round, and no humans have destroyed its ecology. Therefore, the invisible "qi" in the air is also extremely pure, and the conversion rate is surprisingly high.
The cost of absorbing this pure energy and turning it into soul power is much less, and the recovery speed of the martial soul seems to be a little faster.
Although the cultivation speed is not as fast as that of Ice and Fire Eyes, it is still much better than the mimic environment.
——In any case, it doesn't matter to her whether it's mimicry or not.
In this way, Tang Tang meditated for eight hours every day. When he was tired, he would relax, build a snowman, dig a trench, and practice his acting skills. The one-month period mentioned by Jackdaw Douluo came to an end quickly.
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"The boiled water specially blended with pure ice and snow in the far north, um~ it really smells good." Tangtang pretended to take a sip, not knowing what he was sipping, but his posture was blameless anyway.
"Thank you for your compliment. It's just a special way of making tea. I don't deserve your praise." Tang Tang smiled and poured another cup, and he had a great time playing two roles.
On the twenty-seventh day of being a left-behind child, Tang Tang performed the scene of a big boss meeting by himself.
After impromptu for a while, Tang Tang quickly relaxed again and sat boredly at the door looking at the unchanging snowfield.
"My speech spirit has recovered. When will those people come back... Do you want to find a way to send a letter to me?"
"For what? Uh... Fenghuo sent home letters in March to reach Wanjinpeng Mountain. There is no way to get there, so Qingniao diligently came to visit..."
Tang Tang scratched his hair speechlessly.
I have memorized a lot of poems, but I really can’t think of a few idioms that I can use.
Just when I was about to dig into my memory again, a gust of "demon wind" suddenly blew in outside the door, blowing away the door curtain and causing the temperature inside the room to plummet.
"Who - uh, Deacon Walker? Also, His Majesty Jackdaw?" Tang Tang looked blankly at the two people who looked embarrassed, and his mind almost didn't turn around.
The group of seven or eight people were so high-spirited when they set off. Who are the two people who are unconscious and injured in front of them? And, where are the others?
Tang Tang felt inexplicably anxious and sad.
"Don't look, there is no one else." Walker showed a sad smile. One of his arms had already disappeared, and blood was dripping down the hastily bandaged wound. "The mission failed. My companions had already taken the lead. I probably also
I will be buried here... His Majesty Jackdaw Mian was seriously injured and fell into a coma to protect us. I could die here, but I am the youngest titled Douluo in the north, and he still has hope for success."
"Tang Tang... I'm sorry for asking you to bear such a heavy responsibility at this age."
"Please take Jackdaw Crown and run away. The faster you run, the better. I will do my best to hold off the pursuing spirit beasts for you."
With a heavy shoulder, Tang Tang started running with Jackdaw Douluo on his back in a daze. Behind him, Walker watched as Tang Tang's figure disappeared into the distance and turned into a small dot, then turned to face the snowfield of the far north.
"Come on! Damn soul beast! White wolf, possessed!"
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