After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Qi Jing breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed and didn't take it seriously.

Things like snow wolves are very common in northern Xinjiang, nothing special, with their current force, not to mention a few cubs, even groups of snow wolves are more than enough to deal with, it's just a little more troublesome.

In contrast, the cold weather, which made him unable to hold back his teeth from creaking, worried him even more.

Qi Jing even suspected that he was frozen to death in this inexplicable place before seeing the person behind the scenes.

He couldn't help exhaling, and the warm breath quickly dissipated in front of his eyes before he had time to condense it. He spoke intermittently for a long time before he finished: "There... is there a place... can I avoid it?"

Yan Zhilan frowned without any trace as he walked forward, paused when he heard the words, turned his head slightly to look at him, and warned in a low voice: "There's something wrong with this place, be careful where you step."

Logically speaking, with Qi Jing's current cultivation base and spiritual power protection, he shouldn't be so afraid of the cold at all.But in fact, the ubiquitous cold seemed to penetrate the skin and soak into the bone marrow, which made his reaction much slower.Looking at Nangong Ziyi who was in a coma, her lips were purple from the cold, and her whole body was shrunk into a ball.

Qi Jing raised his head blankly after a while, and subconsciously repeated following Yan Zhilan: "Under your feet?"

After he finished speaking, he came to his senses, and when he saw the scene under his feet clearly, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, and his bewildered mind suddenly became clear.

Looking at the ground in astonishment, Qi Jing felt dizzy and could hardly stand on his feet: "What is this?"

It might be because the weather was too cold before, which reduced his sense of smell, and the presence of snow wolf cubs almost attracted all of his attention.It wasn't until Yan Zhilan reminded him just now that he realized that what kind of mountain road he was stepping on under his feet was clearly a blood road formed by the accumulation of countless dead people's bones!

Those people whose bones had been dead for an unknown period of time were all frozen under a thick layer of ice, and they couldn't see the edge at a glance.On the ice layer, there is a thick sticky bloodstain, about as thick as a knuckle, and the topmost bloodstain has not even completely dried up. It is obvious that this place has experienced a large-scale massacre not long ago.

It's just that I don't know whether it was a human or a beast.

so much blood...

Qi Jing was shocked immediately, cold sweat broke out in an instant, and the hand holding Nangong Ziyi's arm felt tight and tight.

Fortunately, soon, Yan Zhilan gave him a reassurance: "It's the blood of beasts."

Qi Jing calmed down a bit, but he still didn't relax his vigilance. The extreme cold caused his physical strength to drain rapidly, and his voice trembled a little: "What happened here? Who on earth would—"

When he said this, he stopped abruptly.

Yan Zhilan made a silent gesture at him, and said silently with his lips: "There is someone."

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, and forced himself to calm down and listen attentively.

However, except for the sound of the wind, a few cubs whimpering, and the disgusting thick bloody smell in the air, he found nothing else.

However, he believed that Yan Zhilan was not a random person, and there must be a basis for what he said, so he unknowingly took two steps forward, until he was close to Yan Zhilan, he heard some faint human voices .

Qi Jing and Yan Zhilan looked at each other, and the two of them instantly understood, and said in unison: "Retreat."

This place was too weird, which made him uneasy, now that he was not familiar with the place, and with Nangong Ziyi who was unconscious, Qi Jing didn't want to cause any more troubles.

Yan Zhilan frowned gradually, staring at the front, said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's too late——continue!"

"What—" Qi Jing was full of doubts, and before he could say a word, Nangong Ziyi, who was still in a coma, was thrown over by Yan Zhilan.

Qi Jing didn't have time to catch it, only heard a bang, Nangong Ziyi fell firmly to the ground, making a frightening muffled sound.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and neither of them expected it to be like this. After looking at each other for a while, it was Qi Jing who suppressed a smile and set up Nangong Ziyi, and at the same time changed the topic and asked Yan Zhilan: "What's going on?" ?”

Before he finished asking, he already understood why Yan Zhilan was so defensive all of a sudden.

Bursts of dazzling red light faintly came from the front, accompanied by the approaching and noisy human voices, as well as the sound of chaotic footsteps.Obviously, there is a large wave of people coming in their direction.

Listening to the sound, it probably won't be long before they will bump into them head-on.

Qi Jing and Yan Zhilan looked at each other, made a quick decision, turned around and backed away with Nangong Ziyi on their shoulders.If he remembered correctly, there was an extremely hidden and narrow path not far behind.

If it is hidden there, if you are lucky, you may be able to stagger with this group of people whose intentions are unknown.

This place was discovered when they came in.

In addition to the road that must be passed in and out, the inside is intricate, and there are many large and small forks in the road, separated by large and small rocks.

Originally, Qi Jing didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was the Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit, which the wild beasts instinctively used to avoid hunters and save their lives. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it was more man-made.

Qi Jing held his breath and followed Yan Zhilan on the narrow path. It was strange that the voices that were supposed to be getting closer to them, for some reason, actually got farther and farther away from them.

Qi Jing let go of his consciousness, listened intently for a moment, scratched his head in puzzlement, and asked Yan Zhilan in confusion: "What's going on? Those people seem to have disappeared out of thin air. Was it just my illusion?"

Yan Zhilan shook his head, his brows were still tightly locked: "It's not an illusion." After a pause, he stared at the dark rocks in front of him, closed his eyes, opened them again, and added, "I'm afraid there is some mystery here. We Be careful."

Qi Jing nodded and followed him inside.

After walking two steps, Yan Zhilan stopped again.

Qi Jing didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhilan pinched the center of his brows, the red light in his eyes flashed away, his handsome face was twisted with pain, he let out his breath almost imperceptibly, and whispered: "It's nothing."

Qi Jing looked at him worriedly: "Are you really all right?"

The path was only wide enough for one person to pass through, and he was blocked by Yan Zhilan, so he couldn't see the expression on Yan Zhilan's face at all, and could only guess his state from his voice and tone.

Fortunately, not long after, Yan Zhilan continued to walk forward, reminding Qi Jing to pay attention to the obstacles above his head and under his feet while walking.

While dragging Nangong Ziyi with great effort, Qi Jing carefully avoided the snow wolf cubs scattered under his feet in various dead shapes, while silently thinking about the origin and whereabouts of those people just now.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, countless adult snow wolves roared extremely angry and shrill from in front of them.

Qi Jing came back to his senses abruptly, and stopped in his tracks: "This is..."

"It's a she-wolf who lost her cubs."

Yan Zhilan replied in a low voice, his eyes fell on the front, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qi Jing quietly backed away a little, putting some distance away from Yan Zhilan: "What's ahead?"

He was too preoccupied with thinking about things before, coupled with his complete trust in Yan Zhilan, he followed Yan Zhilan forward without hesitation, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The front of the originally narrow mountain path suddenly opened up, and dazzling light came from inside, and an extremely wide cave suddenly appeared in front of them.

In the cave, there are at least hundreds of people, all dressed in strange clothes and wearing strange-shaped masks. What kind of mysterious ceremony is going on.

Surrounding them were giant snow wolves with their necks cut off, and snow wolves that had been tied up and hadn't been slaughtered yet.

Qi Jing couldn't help holding his breath. With his and Yan Zhilan's cultivation, he didn't even notice the existence of so many people. This place was really unusual. He didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of alarming these people and attracting unnecessary attention. Trouble.

At this moment, a loud shout erupted from the crowd, and those people began to revel, with piety, excitement and inexplicable fanaticism on every face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qi Jing hastily tugged at Yan Zhilan: "Let's go!"

Yan Zhilan was standing in front of him at the moment, at the intersection of light and darkness, so it was easy to be spotted.However, for some unknown reason, he seemed to ignore his words, and his body remained motionless.

Qi Jing was so anxious that she couldn't help but took a step forward.

At this time, the carnival of the crowd suddenly stopped without warning, and their eyes were all in unison, looking towards their location, the air suddenly became silent, and you could almost smell a needle.

Qi Jing held Nangong Ziyi in one hand, took a step back under the numbing gaze, subconsciously moved closer to Yan Zhilan, swallowed subconsciously, and asked Yan Zhilan in a low voice: " Who are these people?"

The looks and costumes of these people, one can tell at a glance that they are not the clothes of the people of northern Xinjiang, let alone the soldiers of northern Xinjiang.And judging by the sharp weapons that gleamed coldly in their hands, they were obviously not good people.

The eyes looking at them changed from doubt and surprise to joy, greed and ecstasy.

In a trance, Qi Jing felt that he was not a real person in their eyes, but a lamb lying on the sticky board to be slaughtered.

Yan Zhilan finally reacted.

His eyes glanced across the opposite side one by one without any trace, his brows gradually frowned, and he whispered to Qi Jing: "The visitor is not friendly, be careful."

Qi Jing thought, isn't this nonsense?In the current situation, even a pig knows that the visitor is not good, so what's the point of reminding him of this sentence.

It's just that he was thinking so in his heart, before he had time to complain, Nangong Ziyi moved beside him, as if it was a sign of waking up.

Qi Jing suddenly felt bad.

Originally, the two sides were in a stalemate, and no one could figure out the other side's details, nor did they know the depth of the other side, so no one dared to act rashly.

However, following Nangong Ziyi's muffled cough, the moment she woke up, the weapons of the people on the opposite side quickly changed direction, and the sharp blades gleaming with cold light moved towards them and quickly attacked them.

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