Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 185 184. Three Reasons
A few days later, the same place.

Mountains and forests, insects, fish, birds and animals, the unique tranquility of deep mountains.

The sword shadow streaked across the clouds and arrived at this area along with the thunder.

An Wanxian, who was sitting sideways on the long sword, was doing sword formulas with one hand and arithmetic with the other, frowning slightly.

"Here we are," she said.

With a muffled sound, countless birds were startled away, and thick snow also fell rustlingly.

The thunder light stagnated, Qing Yan stretched out his hand to gather the thunder spear and appeared, the blue lightning surged and turned into her robe.

She looked around, concentrating, all her perceptions were open to the limit, and even the imperial realm had a tendency to spread out faintly.

Obviously, you can't be careless about this kind of thing, even if she is not alone at this moment, there is another person, you can't be careless.Having dealt with filth and being able to easily handle those embryos and eggs buried in hidden corners does not mean that this "door" can also be easily disposed of.

Qingyan's sight gradually widened, passing through the forest area, he saw the extremely clear lake water.

It's still snowing here.

An Wanxian sat on the sword, looking down.

This is clearly a continuous mountain range, but it was disconnected here and collapsed downward, forming a large lake.There was so much snow that I couldn't see the other side of the lake.

Traces of subsidence can still be seen on the edge, as if the stratum and mountains were forcibly stripped away by some force, leaving this lake.

She also couldn't feel that kind of filth. It seemed that in just a few days, everything had melted into the lake.

"Are you sure?" Qing Yan asked.

She also noticed something was wrong.

This place is too clean, not to mention filth, she can't even observe a little dust.The lake was as quiet as a sleeping girl in the heavy snow. Standing on the shore of the lake, the galloping thunder was subconsciously restrained by her, not wanting to destroy the tranquility.Inexplicably, Qing Yan feels like the lake and sea in the depths of Taihang, except that there is no old camphor tree covering the sky.

The snow is even colder.

"It is indeed this." An Wanxian was sure.

"Then why..."

"Two girls, because it's over." Another old voice suddenly sounded between Qing Yan and An Wanxian.

Qing Yan looked back.

She glanced at An Wanxian without leaving a trace. Judging from her expression, she didn't realize that there was a third creature here.

Behind them, a human face emerges from a tree.

very old.

If ordinary creatures see it, they may mistake this old face for the spirit of this tree.But Qing Yan and An Wanxian discovered the clue at the first time, there is a very strong consciousness in this tree, not from the tree itself, but from the earth.This is the owner of this human face clinging to this ancient tree by some means, and using this tree to talk to them.

"who are you?"

"Most of the creatures in this mountain range call me Sanli," said the tree.

"There are also some creatures who respect me very much and call me king."

King of Xiaoxing'anling?Qing Yan frowned.

She once heard Xue Qi mention the king of Xiaoxing'anling, and it is said that he has a bad temper.She thought it would be a powerful beast, but she didn't expect it to be an old man in front of her.

"Sorry, guest, logically speaking, there have been such huge changes in this mountain range. I should meet in person, at least it is a reasonable way of hospitality." The old tree smiled.

Qing Yan once again sketched the image of an old scholar in his mind.

It was very different from those kings she had seen.Compared with a demon or a king, he is more like an old scholar, speaking unhurriedly, and soothingly.

"My body is dormant."

"I need this apology from the one from Daxinganling who brought me here." Old Shu looked at Qing Yan. "I know that wolves are invading Daxing'an Mountains, and I should go to help. The wolf king of the grassland is definitely not the one in Daxing'an Mountains who can stop it. If the wolves are allowed to tear open the gap in Daxing'an Mountains, the entire north will fall. But at that time I I don't have that ability anymore."

He sighed.

"I have encountered another king wandering the ice fields."

"With the help of the power of the entire Xiaoxing'an Mountains, I barely repelled it. I also lost my lower body and had to go to sleep. The protection of the mountains has reached a low point, allowing something to seep in."

"I don't know what you call that place. Human beings in this world call it Siberia, and the rising memory calls that place Beidi, the extreme north of Beizhou. That place gave birth to a wolf king who is not weaker than the grassland. terrifying existence."

An Wanxian was silent.

In this short winter, the north was attacked from three sides.

The invasion of a country, the raid of prairie wolves, and the existence from the ice field described by the old tree.

It's kind of magical, everything happens at the same time.

"Where did that existence in the ice field go now?" An Wanxian asked, she had faintly noticed something.

"He left, abandoned this mountain range, and went to other places. It was so sudden that I was able to breathe. His strength was terrifying, and I couldn't stop him. At that time, I repelled him. If he had nothing else Goal or change is bound to come back and I'll be torn apart by him..."

The narration stopped suddenly.

The face on the old tree became drowsy, with eyebrows and eyes drooping and narrowed.

"Old man?" Qing Yan tentatively walked over and patted the tree trunk.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The old tree woke up suddenly.

"I'm too weak. If it wasn't for the huge vitality that the flood dragon brought down for me, I might still be sleeping, and you can't see me."

"Jiaolong?" Qing Yan was taken aback.

"Yes, a red flood dragon. That creature is quite powerful, and it should also be a crowned creature. Oh, by the way, there is an extremely beautiful woman beside him." The old tree continued.

Qing Yan's expression was a little stiff.

"The whole north is in a mess..." the old tree sighed.

"Chengmian creatures, which are usually invisible at all, come one after another, and the invasion that stays in the depths of the memory of Rise is also really happening."

"Didn't I tell you guys, what happened here, you can't perceive why? Because it's over. When the dragon found me, he said that, what happened here is over, at least it won't happen for ten years. Something like this happens again."

"The Jiaolong also told me what happened in Daxing'an Mountains. I didn't expect Tongmingzuo to be so traumatized one day."

The faces on the old tree gradually blurred.

"Why bother fighting for crossing?"

"You guys are running around, so don't leave in a hurry, stay here for a few days, and have a good rest. I also received that flood dragon for a day, and the chaotic days are over for now."

"Although the snow in Xiaoxing'an Mountains is cold, the beauty seen in spring is also invisible in other places." The old tree's voice gradually became low, as if he was going to sleep again.

"Riwen," he called.

A lynx wandered out of the jungle and jumped onto the trunk of an old tree nimbly.

Beautiful eyes looked at Qing Yan and An Wanxian.

"You two, do you want to hit the tip or live in the tree?" the lynx smiled.

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The scales streaked across the sea of ​​clouds, and Li Xi'an was swimming.

The golden candlelight finally looked in the direction of Little Khingan Mountains.

That place is cold and white, especially when looking down from his height.

The king of Xiaoxing'anling, Sanli.

A ginseng plant.

an old man.

And the king who roamed the ice.

Li Xi'an withdrew his gaze.

He will go to Changbai Mountain to watch the last days of the awakening of the Bright Seat.

When the Bright Seat wakes up again, no matter how chaotic the north is, it will stop here.

　The long white chapter is coming to an end
　　This is the longest chapter I've ever written.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)