The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 On the permafrost wasteland north of Shenjing, there is nothing but wind, snow and hoarfrost. No plants can grow here. The barrenness is abnormal, but at this time But there are two black spots, walking one after another.

　　 "Where are you taking me?"

　　 Zhenyuhou's second son's voice was unprecedentedly weak, hoarse, and almost inaudible, but in the quiet surroundings, it still clearly passed into the ears of the black robe figure in front.

　　 The figure walking in front did not slow down a bit, and still walked forward unhurriedly, leaving footprints one after another on the frozen soil covered with frost, and a faint response sounded:

　　 "You have been asking this question all day and night. If I were you, I would say a few words less and save myself a little effort."

　　 "You said you want to take me to a scene. We have been walking for a long time. Where is the scene?"

The second son of Zhenyu Hou is currently extremely embarrassed. Because the sea of ​​knowledge is sealed, he cannot mobilize the vitality of the heavens and the earth in his body. The severe cold has frostbitten almost all of his body, especially his two feet. Ten toes are so painful that he loses consciousness. If he walks for half a day in this situation, he will permanently lose his feet.

A black vitality rope extends from the front, like a poisonous snake, binding Lin Xiao's upper body and pulling it forward. The second son knew he would never fall because of the person in front of him. Will not stop, if he falls, he will never stand up again.

　　 Life is sometimes so fragile, even if it is a practitioner, it is still a force cultivation of strength. In such a cold natural environment, as long as it is removed in one breath, it cannot be continued.

　　Cold, the cold, pain, and heart-wrenching pain deep in the soul. I don't know how long it took before Lin Xiao's entire consciousness began to blur, and his legs moved forward mechanically with only one thought.

　　 suddenly felt that the figure in front of him stopped, and the second son of Zhenyu Hou regained consciousness a little bit, his legs firmly nailed to the ground, stabilized his figure, looked up, his face was shocked, and he muttered:

　　 "This is the Tiger Lying Mountain Range, so we are heading towards Shenjing City?"

A vague black shadow appeared in front of 　　, like a giant creeping beast. It was a mountain range. The only person who could have such a majestic mountain range in the northwest of Daxia was the Tiger Lying Mountain Range.

The figure in the black robe raised his hand and took off the cloak covering the top of his head, revealing an extremely pale face, as if there was no trace of blood all over his body, and the only color on the entire face was blood-red lips, which was beautiful and demon. Lips opened slightly, and said lightly:

"There should be another good show going on in the Shenjing city at this moment, but we can't see Daxia's heart, how can Daxia's heart come as soon as you say you come, leave as you say, it’s already amazing to be able to come out of it alive, we I'm going to another place."

　　 "Let me drink first, I am dying, I don't want to die."

　　 The second son licked his chapped lips, and found that there was no trace of moisture in his tongue either. A look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he spoke gently.

　　 "I didn't hear, what did you say?"

　　 Black robe Pei Yang's voice was playful. After a long time, the second son Lin Xiao's voice sounded:

　　 "Give me water, I really don't want to die."

After speaking, the second son Lin Xiao couldn't hold on anymore. He fell forward and hit the frozen ground heavily. The fire of life in his eyes gradually dimmed. Pei Yang turned around and walked slowly until he had fallen. In front of the second son of Zhenyuhou on the ground, he lowered his head and looked down at the other party, his voice turned indifferent, and he said coldly:

　　 "If you don't want to die, please me."

The struggling color in the eyes of the second son who lay on the hoarfrost was full, and he stretched out his hands weakly, clinging to the frozen ground under him, until the flesh and blood was blurred, and there was an inaudible sound from under him. beg for mercy.

　　 "Please, please, give me some water."

The pale face of Pei Yang suddenly burst into laughter, his smile madly, and in the end he couldn't help himself, clutching his stomach and slowly squatting down, watching the second son who buried his entire face in the hoarfrost, regaining his composure. Color, softly said:

　　 "I really want to see with my own eyes, the grand marshal of Xia Xijiang, Lin Lang, the sixth in the mountain and sea list, look at his son's wimpy expression."

　　 "According to the agreement, you are a little late, you still have free time to do these teasing things."

An old voice came slowly from a distance, the same black robe, rickety figure, and beside her was a beautiful and thrilling woman, who was still the thin palace clothes of Daxia under the extreme northern cold, but There is no glamour in the eyes, like a delicate porcelain.

And above the old man’s head, there was a big dilapidated ship that covered the sky and covered the sun. The whole ship was surrounded by ghosts. The masts and sails were extremely dilapidated. There were several huge holes on the hull, emerging from the caves. Billowing black smoke, although the ship is huge, it almost occupies the entire sky, but it is not visible in the sense of it. It seems to be floating in the other space, even if it is the great master’s divine sense, if it is not seen with your own eyes , Can not be found.

　　 Hearing this, Pei Yang stood up, turned his head and looked in the direction of the old man in black robe. After seeing the big ship above his head, he was taken aback for a while, and then said:

　　 "Elder Bai Ming, your Ming Sect was so active this time. This is not in line with your daily dealing style. You have brought out the foundation of the sect, the Nether Boat. This is your refuge to avoid Daxia's pursuit.

　　 "I showed the sincerity of our Bai Ming clan, how about you, if your pavilion master does not come, just come to you as a hairy boy?"

　　 The squatting figure of the old man approached, his voice hoarse.

　　 Pei Yang's pale face showed a jealous color, his arms opened, and the volume was raised. The voice traveled far in the wasteland, but no one could hear it.

　　 "Sincere? Isn't it enough for me to stand here?"

"This time the goal must not be taken lightly. Although he has hurt the origin, people who underestimated him have died in the past ten years, and Daxiasi Tianjian has already noticed that you are in Zeshui Town, Fengzhou The identity is being investigated in detail, and some clues will be found soon."

　　 "When they find out, everything is too late, and the boat is done. This time I cut off Da Xia's right arm and pierced the sky at Yulong Pass."

　　 "Let's go, if it's too late and the Zhenyuhou returns to the capital city, then all this is in vain."

　　 After the black robe old man finished speaking, he walked forward first, and Pei Yang nodded, looking at the lying second son Lin Xiao, leaving a faint voice:

　　 "You are still useful, I won't let you die, I will give you a hundred breaths to drink."

　　 Then a kettle was thrown on the frozen ground, making a clank like metal crashing against each other.

　　 The second son, Lin Xiao, buried his face in Hoarfrost, tears streaming down his face, trembling constantly, it was clear that there was no excess water in his body, but tears were still pouring out.

　　 After a while, the wasteland here returned to silence, only a puddle of red on the ground was extremely dazzling, that was the tears of blood belonging to the second son.