Chapter 429 Puppet on Strings Zhao Ya Arrives

Chapter 429 Puppet on Strings Zhao Ya Arrives

The caravan manager sighed and was about to speak. At this moment, someone from outside ran in in a panic.

"Something bad has happened, we are surrounded by monsters!"

The two people in the tent were all shocked when they heard this.

The guard leader jumped out and looked into the distance.

really.

I saw shadows outside the camp, and there were many vague shadows shaking.

"How could this happen? What are these things?"

The caravan manager also came outside at this time. When he saw these monsters that looked like snowmen, even though he was experienced and well-informed, he couldn't help but be confused.

"Shopkeeper, get back quickly!" The guard leader shouted, then rushed towards the front line with his sword in hand.

The shopkeeper hurriedly retreated to the center of the camp, where a large number of people had already gathered.

Everyone held weapons and equipment in their hands, but the panic on their faces and their slightly trembling bodies still betrayed them.

The shopkeeper sighed in his heart when he saw this, knowing that tonight might be the day for everyone to die.

But if we just sit back and wait for death, wouldn't we be sorry for so many years of hard work?

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper, who was nearly fifty years old and even had gray hair, took out the saber from his waist and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone is ready to step forward to support at any time. If anyone retreats, kill them!"

Perhaps his almost commanding tone had an effect, and these people actually became much calmer.

Although his face was still full of panic, at least he wasn't trembling like before.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper just wanted to say some more exciting words to inspire everyone.

At this moment, there was only a loud noise, and then it was seen that the camp's outer defense line had been breached, and then these snow monsters came like an avalanche.

To be honest, the escort force of this caravan is quite good.

Although the destination was only at the edge of the northern snowfield, because of the black ship, the escorts were equipped to go deep into the hinterland of the northern snowfield.

Not only are there several top-notch open pulse realm warriors, but there are also many fifth realm warriors.

The combination of so many warriors can be said to be powerful.

But even such a powerful force could only struggle to hold on in the face of these crazy attacking snow monsters.

The key point is that these snow monsters are not afraid of swords and guns at all. If you slash them with a knife, they will leave a deep mark at most, and it will be gone in an instant.

But if you are touched by these snow monsters, your bones will be broken.

How to fight this?

Therefore, these guards soon fell into a complete disadvantage, and their casualties were even more insignificant.

puff!

The guard leader smashed the head of a snow demon with one palm, but the next moment, his wrist was firmly grasped by the snow demon.

The biting cold instantly frostbitten his arms and spread rapidly upwards.

Although he broke free immediately and blasted the snow demon into pieces, he would never be able to use his arm again in a short period of time.

And this is just the beginning.

At least what this guard leader witnessed with his own eyes was that two or three masters of the Pulse Opening Realm were killed by this strange snow demon, and the death was very miserable.

Either he was frozen to death, or he was attacked by several snow monsters and then torn into pieces.

This feeling made the guard leader burn inside and out, but he was completely flawless.

At this moment, a shout came from behind, and then the caravan manager led a group of people and rushed into the battle group with burning torches in hand.

The torches swayed, and these snow monsters backed away fearfully.

The guard leader's eyes lit up.

These monsters are afraid of fire!

But before he could order his warriors to temporarily retreat to get the torches, the snow demon that he had just blasted into pieces had quietly reassembled, and then grabbed his ankle from the ground.

The guard leader instantly lost his balance and fell backwards.

At the same moment, several more snow monsters rushed towards him, grabbing his neck and limbs before he could open his mouth, and then yanked hard.

There was a click.

This powerful guard leader actually died in such a cowardly manner.

This scene happened to be clearly seen by the caravan manager not far away.

He was shocked and angry.

"I'll fight you guys!"

As he spoke, he shook the torch in his hand wildly, trying to rush forward and die with these snow monsters.

These snow monsters retreated one after another, and then one of them suddenly rushed out and headed straight for the caravan manager.

The caravan manager was just about to wave the torch in his hand to risk his life, but he didn't expect that the snow monster had just rushed halfway and suddenly exploded into countless snowflakes, which instantly enveloped the caravan manager and others behind him. .

Snow mist is not lethal to humans, but it can restrain these blazing torches.

With a pop, the torch in the caravan manager's hand went out instantly.

Then the torches in other people's hands gradually went out and dimmed.

The other snow monsters also spotted this opportunity and rushed forward.

The caravan manager knew he was outmatched and just wanted to kill himself with a knife.

But at this moment, a wisp of snow mist penetrated into his nostrils. The shopkeeper first showed fear and pain, then his eyes suddenly bulged, and the muscles all over his body became uncontrollable. It swelled and swam, as if there was some monster swimming under the skin.

Not only him, but the people behind him, and even the dead bodies on the ground also had similar situations.

Everyone's bodies trembled and swayed uncontrollably, as if they were... puppets controlled by some kind of existence.

Liang Xin'an always felt a little uneasy, and this situation continued until they finally walked out of this snowy desert and found a reference again.

This process took them two days and two nights.

During these two days, he and Jing Rou stayed awake, taking turns rotating the carts, and finally walked out relying on a compass that was always on time and inaccurate.

This is easy to say, but only the two of them know the hardships involved.

So after seeing the mountain forest, the two immediately found a suitable place and began to camp and rest.

Although the tent was damaged, it didn't bother Jing Rou. He quickly took out a snow nest and reinforced it.

This thing is enough to keep out the wind and snow, and you can even light a fire inside for cooking.

But after finally lighting the bonfire, heating up the food and eating it, Liang Xin'an felt a rare sense of relaxation, but her heart was also filled with unknown fear.

The strange dream-within-a-dream before had left such a profound impression on him.

So much so that now Liang Xin'an is a little scared when she thinks about sleeping, for fear that she will fall into a dream again and not wake up.

Jing Rou naturally understood his concerns, so she said, "Why don't you stay up all night while I take a nap first?"

"Okay!" Liang Xin'an said nothing.

Jing Rou doesn't care about that.

He took out a blanket from his luggage, spread it on the ground and used it as a bed, then lay on it and fell asleep.

He was indeed exhausted. Not long after he lay down, he snored loudly.

Liang Xin'an stood by the fire and listened quietly, and suddenly she missed Liu Yujiao extremely.

I don’t know what she is doing now or whether she misses me.

Liang Xin'an took out the sachet from her arms and stroked it gently, her face full of tenderness.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone calling him outside.

"Peace of mind, peace of mind!"

This voice is extremely familiar.

Liang Xin'an frowned, put down the sachet in her hand, and listened.

The more I listened to the sound, the clearer it became, and it seemed to be getting closer.

Unknowingly, the expression on Liang Xin'an's face became dazed, then she got up and came to the door of the igloo.

It was still a scene of ice and snow outside, with no trace of people anywhere.

But the voice became clearer and clearer, and one could even hear the urgency of the person calling.

Liang Xin'an slowly raised her feet and was about to cross the threshold of the snow house and walk into the darkness.

At the same time, the seemingly flat snow surface began to squirm slightly, as if waiting for Liang Xin'an to make this move.

But at this moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed Liang Xin'an from behind, and then aimed a shot at the snow at the door.

boom!

As the snowflakes splashed, a scream came from the ground, and then a mutilated shadow tried to escape.

But how could Jingrou give it this chance? She raised her hand and shot again.

Bang.

This shot had an explosive effect, directly blowing the snow demon into pieces.

Then Jing Rou turned around and looked at Liang Xin'an with a serious face.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you sense the danger?"

Liang Xin'an was also ashamed at this moment.

He didn't know what happened to him, but he had been hit again and again since entering the snowfield.

Could it be that after falling in love, even my own spirit became weak?

Despite being ashamed and confused, Liang Xin'an did not forget to apologize to Jing Rou.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Jing, I was just here to keep vigil by the fire, but for some unknown reason, I suddenly heard Yu Jiao's voice, so I got up and walked out without warning."

Looking at Liang Xin'an who looked apologetic, Jing Rou did not criticize him harshly, but instead looked outside the igloo with some confusion.

He knew Liang Xin'an's strength very well and was by no means weaker than himself.

But why did he get attacked one after another after leaving the camp, but he remained unharmed from beginning to end?

Could it be that I am resistant to this mysterious illusion?

Of course, Jing Rou didn't think she was really that special, so the most likely reason was the miraculous firearm she carried.

Because only this principle can explain it.

"Okay, just be more careful next time, here, here's it for you!"

Jing Rou handed Liang Xinan a small bag.

"What is this?" Liang Xin'an asked.

"These are the bullets used in some of my homemade magic creations. If you carry them with you, you may be immune to some attacks."

Liang Xin'an instantly understood the meaning of Jing Rou's words and immediately held it in her arms.

"You go and have a rest. We will continue our journey in two hours."

"good!"

It seems that because of this bullet bag, Liang Xin'an slept very soundly this time and didn't even have a dream.

Two hours passed by in a blink of an eye. Jing Rou woke up Liang Xin'an who was sleeping soundly. The two quickly packed their bags and continued walking south.

And just as they were trekking hard, Zhao Ya stopped with this team composed of many sects in Huawai Land just a few dozen miles away.

It's not that he doesn't want to move on, it's just that there is no way out in front of him.

I saw fog covering everything in front.

Even with Zhao Ya's current ability, he couldn't detect anything in the mist.

And its shape is no different from the fog that once enveloped the entire Wuwu Sea.

Zhao Ya was neither sad nor happy, he was quietly observing everything in front of him, his eyes were shining with light, as if he was thinking about something.

He could keep his composure, but the people who came with him were a little unable to control themselves.

I saw people whispering and talking to each other.

"Is this the northern snowfield? Why is it covered by heavy fog?"

"I've been here before, and it's still a long way from the real northern snowfields!"

"Why does this fog look so weird?"

He Nandou's expression also became extremely solemn at this time.

Although the rumors are often exaggerated, it is even said that if their Tianyi Pavilion skills are practiced to a high level, they can predict the future.

This is of course not true.

But with He Nandou's current cultivation level, he was indeed able to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

But now when facing these seemingly harmless fogs, He Nandou felt a strong evil aura.

"How is it?" He Nandou came to Zhao Ya and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Ya shook his head slightly, "This fog is the fog that blocked Wuwang Sea before. With my cultivation, I can't see through it at all."

"What should we do?" He Nandou was a little embarrassed.

So many people traveled thousands of miles to come to this place, but they didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing right after they arrived.

If you rush in rashly, you might encounter some dangers.

But if you don't go in and just stare outside, that's okay.

After all, so many people are gathered together to deal with a crisis that may endanger the entire Huawai Land, and they are not here to relax.

Over time, once people's hearts wander, it will be troublesome.

At this moment, Yin Jiaxiong seemed to see the dilemma of Zhao Ya and others, walked over with his head held high, and said.

"Master Zhao, why don't you let me take a few people in to explore the truth first?"

He Nandou was quite moved when he heard this.

After all, Yin Jiaxiong's strength is enough to deal with most situations.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya shook his head and refused.

"Don't be anxious yet, let me think about it!"

He Nandou didn't know what Zhao Ya was thinking.

But having said that, he and Yin Jiaxiong naturally couldn't say anything more.

So everyone set up camp and rested just a few hundred miles away from the northern snowfields.

Naturally, Jing Rou and Liang Xin'an didn't know this, and they were still marching in the snow.

At this time, the days are getting shorter and shorter, almost passing by in a flash, and then there is a long night.

But relying on the lighting truck, the two of them walked forward slowly but firmly.

At this moment, Liang Xin'an suddenly said with some uncertainty: "Brother, do you see that there is a light in front of you?"

Jing Rou looked far into the distance, and after a moment, excitement appeared on her face.

"It's a light, and it looks like it's a camp!"

The two looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

After all, there should be no one else who can appear and camp in this place at this time except the caravan that has not been there for a long time.

Then the two of them quickened their pace and rushed towards the light.

Half an hour later, the two finally arrived at the camp, and then saw the patrolling guards in front of the camp.

I'm really sorry. I saw book friends commenting that the recent plot is a bit boring, and I'm also reflecting on it.

In fact, I wanted to use this plot to lead to the following plot, but maybe the pace was a bit slow, which made everyone a little dissatisfied. I sincerely apologize.

I have been busy in the past two days. Yesterday I went for a check-up for pneumonia. My right lung was cured, but the inflammation in my left lung had not been absorbed. The doctor asked me to rest more and not stay up late. As a result, I stayed up until 11 o'clock yesterday.

I originally wanted to write this during the day, but it turned out that the heater in my grandma's house leaked and burned the sockets. It took a whole day to repair it and it was fixed in the evening.

Tomorrow I will adjust the plot and speed up the pace.