Chapter 429 Marionette Zhao Ya Arrives

The caravan owner sighed and was about to speak when someone outside ran in in a panic.

"It's bad, we are surrounded by monsters!"

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

The guard leader jumped out and looked into the distance.

Sure enough.

There were many shadows outside the camp, and many vague shadows were shaking.

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

The caravan owner also came to the outside at this time. When he saw these monsters that looked like snowmen, even though he was experienced and knowledgeable, he couldn't help but be confused.

"Boss, you retreat quickly!" The guard leader shouted, then rushed to the front line with a knife.

The owner hurriedly retreated to the center of the camp, where a large number of people had gathered at this time.

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

Seeing this, the shopkeeper sighed in his heart, knowing that tonight might be the day when everyone would die.

But if they just sit there and wait to die, wouldn't it be a shame for all the hard work over the years?

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper, who was nearly fifty years old and even had gray hair, drew out the sword from his waist and shouted in a deep voice: "Be prepared, come forward to support at any time, and if anyone retreats, behead them!"

Perhaps his almost commanding tone worked, and these people actually calmed down a lot.

Although they were still full of panic, at least they were not trembling like before.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper was about to say something inspiring to motivate everyone.

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and then the outer defense line of the camp was broken, and then these snow monsters came like an avalanche.

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

Although the destination is only at the edge of the northern snowfield, because of the black ship, the guards equipped are based on the standard of going deep into the heart of the northern snowfield.

Not only are there several top-level Kaimai Realm warriors, but there are also many Fifth Realm warriors.

With so many warriors combined, their strength can be called powerful.

But even such a powerful force can only struggle to support when facing these crazy snow monsters.

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

But if you are touched by these snow monsters, you will end up with broken bones and tendons.

How can you fight this?

Therefore, soon, these guards were completely at a disadvantage, and the casualties were countless.

Puff!

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

The bone-chilling cold instantly froze his arm and spread rapidly upwards.

Although he broke free from the restraints in the first time and blasted the snow monster into pieces, he couldn't use this arm again in a short time.

And this is just the beginning.

At least the guard leader witnessed two or three masters of the Kaimai realm being killed by this strange snow monster, and their deaths were very miserable.

Either they were frozen to death, or they were attacked by several snow monsters and torn into pieces.

This feeling made the guard leader feel extremely anxious, but he had no time to think.

At this moment, a shout came from behind, and then the caravan owner led a group of people, holding blazing torches and rushing into the battle group.

The torches swayed, and the snow monsters retreated in fear.

The guard leader's eyes lit up.

These monsters are afraid of fire!

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

The guard leader instantly lost his balance and fell backwards.

At the same time, several more snow monsters rushed over, grabbed his neck and limbs before he opened his mouth, and then pulled violently.

With a snap.

This powerful guard leader died in such a cowardly way.

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

He was shocked and angry.

"I will fight you!"

He said, shaking the torch in his hand frantically, 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 owner.

The caravan owner was about to wave the torch in his hand to fight for his life, but he didn't expect that the snow monster would suddenly explode into countless snowflakes when it rushed halfway, instantly covering the caravan owner and the others behind him.

The snow fog has no killing power to people, but it can restrain these burning torches.

With a puff, the torch in the caravan owner's hand went out instantly.

Then the torches in the hands of others gradually went out and dimmed.

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

The caravan owner knew he was no match for them and was about to kill himself with a knife.

But at this moment, a wisp of snow mist entered his nostrils. The owner's face first showed fear and pain, and then his eyes suddenly bulged, and the muscles all over his body swelled and moved uncontrollably, as if there was a monster swimming under his skin.

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

Everyone's body trembled and shook uncontrollably, as if they were puppets controlled by some existence.

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

This process took them two days and two nights.

During these two days, he and Jing Rou worked non-stop, took turns pushing the cart, and relied on a compass that was sometimes accurate and sometimes inaccurate to get out.

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

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

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

This thing can block the wind and snow, and even make a fire in it to cook.

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

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

So now Liang Xinan was a little scared when he thought of sleeping, fearing that he would fall into the dream again and could not wake up.

Jing Rou naturally understood his concerns, so she said: "How about you keep watch and I sleep first?"

"Okay!" Liang Xinan said nothing.

Jing Rou didn't care about that.

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

He was really tired, and he snored loudly not long after lying down.

Liang Xinan listened quietly by the fire, and suddenly missed Liu Yujiao very much.

I don't know what she is doing now, whether she misses me.

Liang Xinan took out the sachet from his arms and stroked it gently, with tenderness on his face.

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

"Xin'an, Xin'an!"

This voice is very familiar.

Liang Xinan frowned, put down the sachet in his hand, and listened attentively.

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

Unconsciously, the expression on Liang Xinan's face became trance, and then he stood up and came to the door of the snow house.

It was still a scene of ice and snow outside, and there was no human figure.

But the voice became clearer and clearer, and even the urgency of the person shouting could be heard.

Liang Xinan slowly raised his feet and was about to step over the threshold of the snow house and walk into the darkness.

At the same time, the seemingly flat snow surface began to wriggle slightly, as if waiting for Liang Xinan to take this step.

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

Boom!

A scream came from the ground amid the splashing of snowflakes, and then an incomplete shadow tried to escape.

But Jing Rou would never give it this opportunity, and raised her hand and fired another shot.

Bang.

This shot had a bursting effect, which directly blew the snow monster into pieces.

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

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you notice the danger?"

Liang Xin'an was also ashamed at this moment.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had been hit again and again since he entered the snowfield.

Could it be that after falling in love, even his spirit became weak.

In addition to shame and doubt, Liang Xin'an did not forget to apologize to Jing Rou.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Jing, I was just here to keep watch by the fire, but I don't know what happened. I suddenly heard Yu Jiao's voice, so I got up and walked out."

Looking at Liang Xin'an with an apologetic face, Jing Rou did not blame him, but looked outside the snow house with some doubts.

He knew Liang Xin'an's strength very well, and he was definitely not weaker than himself.

But why did he get hit one after another after leaving the camp, while I was safe and sound from beginning to end?

Could it be that I am resistant to this kind of weird illusion?

Jing Rou certainly didn't think she was really that special, so the biggest possibility was that it was the miraculous firearm she was carrying.

Because only this reason could explain it.

"Okay, just be extra careful next time. Here, this is for you!"

Jing Rou handed Liang Xin'an a small bag.

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

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

Liang Xin'an instantly understood what Jing Rou meant and immediately put it in his arms.

"Go and rest for a while. We will continue our journey in two hours."

"Okay!"

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

Two hours passed in a flash. Jing Rou woke up Liang Xin'an who was sleeping soundly. The two quickly packed their bags and continued to walk south.

While they were trudging along, Zhao Ya stopped with the team composed of many sects from the foreign land just a few dozen miles away.

It was not that he did not want to move forward, but there was really no way forward.

The fog covered everything in front of him.

Even with Zhao Ya's current ability, he could not see anything in the fog.

And its shape and quality were no different from the fog that once covered the entire Wuwang 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 may 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, not to travel and relax.

As time goes by, 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've been busy in the past two days. Yesterday I went to check for pneumonia. My right lung was cured, but the inflammation in my left lung hadn't been absorbed yet. 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.