The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

After sending Wei Qianluo away, Shen Lang received his reward.

In an instant, Shen Lang seemed to be in a world of ice and snow.

The whole world was covered in white.

This is a platform on a mountain. Not far away there is a throne made of steel, very Western style, just like the throne of the Lich King.

Even though Shen Lang had vigorous blood and was at the Divine Sea Realm, he couldn't help but feel the cold.

He hugged his arms and sneezed, and his saliva froze into ice chips as soon as it flew out and fell to the ground.

"call……"

Shen Lang exhaled a breath of hot air, which seemed to have turned into ice crystals.

Snow was floating in the sky. Shen Lang slowly stretched out his hand and let a snowflake fall on his fingertips. It was beautiful, just like in reality.

He took two steps and felt his feet slipping, so he squatted on the ground and wiped it gently.

The mirror-like ice surface came into Shen Lang's eyes.

Under the ice, there are countless grassland people, dwarfs wearing small Baga military uniforms, and American soldiers...

There was fear on their faces, and they seemed to want to escape from the ice.

"Is this the scenery in my mind?" Shen Lang murmured, "Are all the people I hate here?"

Shen Lang stood up and stomped his foot lightly.

Endless cold air shot out from Shen Lang!

Time and space seemed to be frozen by him.

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brush……

Shen Lang suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the strange phenomenon on Shen Lang's body, Wei Qianluo was worried.

Shen Lang raised his head and found several blacksmiths surrounding him, all with worried looks on their faces.

Looking at the hammer in his hand again, the iron in front of him was frozen by the terrible ice.

Even the stove not far away was extinguished.

What a pity to waste a good piece of iron... Fortunately I don’t have to pay for it.

"Nothing." Shen Lang shook his head: "Just now I suddenly had some realization, and I lost control of it for a moment, and I went a little off track..."

"Brother Shen, you should take a rest." Tang Xuan said solemnly, "Can we get a high-level cultivator to take a look at you?"

He was shocked by the coldness emanating from Shen Lang just now.

This doesn't seem like the power that the Divine Sea Realm should have. If someone said that this is not true qi but true essence, he would believe it!

The purity is so high that the cold gives people a feeling that it can freeze all living things to death.

Even he, who was at the Zhoutian realm, felt threatened.

What kind of magic is Brother Shen practicing?

Although the Flying Snow Dart that he is good at is not bad, its power is like a firefly compared to the bright moon!

"No, no, I just need to take a rest." Shen Lang himself didn't expect that just receiving an award would cause such a strange phenomenon.

If this Thousand Miles of Ice were to be used by one who has reached the Heavenly Man Realm...what would it be like?

The battle the day after tomorrow will be a perfect opportunity to test the actual combat capability of this Thousand Miles of Ice!

Chapter 109: Coffin Fight

The agreed day soon arrived.

Over the past half month, the entire northern border has fallen into an eerie tranquility.

After the siege of the city by Cao Yuan, they were not in a hurry to move south, but simply rebuilt Muyun City, which was completely different from their previous style.

In the past, people came and went on the grassland as fast as the wind. After breaking through the pass, they would go south to plunder and spend a few good winters.

The grassland's steady and cautious approach this time undoubtedly gave the court time to react and catch its breath.

Now, the imperial court has organized several defense lines in the south direction of the northern border, and the Northern Expedition Army will launch military operations by the end of the month.

However, the army left behind by King Zhenbei did not move, but remained stationed in Yongning City.

He did not go to Muyun City to find Zhao Qingyang's whereabouts, nor did he have any intention of revenge. He simply gathered the fleeing people around Muyun City and asked them to go to the rear of Yongning City.

However, this is the entire battle situation and has little to do with Shen Lang at present.

Today's weather seems to be very appropriate. The whole sky is dark and very depressing.

In this kind of weather, fewer people go out on the streets.

Young ladies and middle-aged women all rushed home after buying vegetables, wanting to collect the clothes quickly to avoid having the fruits of their labor ruined by the heavy rain.

The merchants passing by were hurrying to transport their goods, and they pulled their donkeys hard, fearing that the goods would be soaked by the rain.

In the teahouses and restaurants, they all opened their doors early to welcome customers, waiting for the heavy rain to come. The helpless pedestrians went to their places to shelter from the rain, spend money, and chat around the stove about interesting things around them.

Not only that, even the casinos on Tianyuan Street were open as usual to welcome customers. Gamblers came in an endless stream, going in with bulging wallets and leaving out dejected, some even owing a lot of debt.

Only a few people win money.

Today is a very ordinary day and also a very extraordinary day for the casino.

The shopkeeper changed into a set of tight clothes and let his hair down.

He took out two machetes from his long-dusty box.

Following behind him were his eldest son and a high-level fighter from the Divine Sea Realm, who was equivalent to the second-in-command of the gang.

Behind them, there were six cultivators who had reached the Leap to Mortal Realm.

One in Zhoutian realm, two in Shenhai realm, and six in Yuefan realm. The shopkeeper didn’t know how he would lose today.

It was obvious that the shopkeeper was trapped in his own logical circle.

As long as Shen Lang had played dirty tricks on him before, he would not have the ability to confront him head-on.

Well... judging from the data, this is indeed the case.

"Everyone." Scar's voice was deep and powerful: "Our knives haven't been stained with blood for too long. Too many people have forgotten how we started with just two machetes and how we got to where we are today."

"I don't know who the other party is, but I know he killed my son. Our hatred is irreconcilable!"

Scar put the two knives on his waist and looked quietly at the monks who were ready to go: "Since he wants to fight with me about martial arts, then we will show him who has the final say in the martial arts world of Goose City."

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Soon, Scar and the others were waiting near the ruined temple.

Scar was sitting on a stone lion with a big horse and a golden sword, while his younger brothers were scattered one by one, just like they were chatting, looking very relaxed.

Snake Three's body was found within the past half month.

Lu Fengxian buried the body on the spot, and he was obviously a novice in handling traces, so he did not hide it for long.

Now Snake Three is lying quietly in the coffin with his eyes still open.

He is dying!

The miraculous thing is that after so many days, his body has not decayed.

This is the power of monks. Their amazing qi and blood can keep the corpse alive for several more days.

Hmm, it seems that it is of no use other than being convenient for carnivorous monsters and those corpse refiners?

Scar and the others didn't have to wait too long. Three figures, one small and two large, slowly appeared in their sight.

Lu Fengxian was dressed in mourning, with a white cloth tied on his shoulders, and dragging a long coffin as he walked towards them from a distance.

The bottom of the coffin left two deep marks on the ground.

Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo, both wearing yellow-grade mid-level robes, stood on either side of the coffin, one on the left and one on the right.

Shen Lang was wearing a black suit and had the Mu Yun Sword, which was standard equipment for the Red Flame Dragon Riders, slung around his waist.

Wei Qianluo was wearing a light blue dress. Although the sword on her waist was not as good as Shen Lang's Mu Yun Sword, it was also a mid-grade yellow-level magic weapon with ice attribute made by Mo Yi himself.

The two of them together are like a perfect couple.

Now the two of them also looked solemn and did not dare to be careless at all.

Shen Lang told Wei Qianluo that this was not her business and she didn't have to come, but she still came.

Shen Lang said the same thing to Mo Yi.

Mo Yi looked at Shen Lang with a puzzled expression at the time, as if saying: I didn't want to go anyway!

Mo Yi said that helping Lu Fengxian fight would lead to a deeper entanglement of cause and effect...

The beggars on the roadside had already hidden in the houses early. On weekdays, they had clear territories and did not allow most beggars to enter the houses.

But, today, they were very united and everyone went in.

"What a beautiful boy and girl."

"This female monk..."

"Don't make dirty jokes, or you'll get your tongue pulled out!"

"Hey, if you encounter a ruthless person, pulling out your tongue is the least you can do."

"This boy is really good-looking, he looks just like me when I was young."

"Who is the man pulling the coffin?"

"I don't know, it looks familiar..."

"Does it look a bit like Xiaobu?"

"Come on, Xiaobu is so skinny and dark. This one looks so healthy and is much taller than Xiaobu. How fast can it grow to this size in just half a month?"

"The coffin is covered, and we don't know who is inside..."

"Let's just watch the fun. How long has it been since someone arranged a fight in this area?"

"Don't stick your head out too much. There are monks on both sides. They can easily knock our heads off..."

Looking at the few people standing not far away, Scar had no intention of jumping down from the stone lion.

He looked at the people in front of him silently and sneered: "Is this coffin prepared for you?"

"Shen Lang, you are really something. After killing someone, you didn't even take the storage bag. Did you know that you can take it but not spend it?"

"Or... you just don't have the ability to open this storage bag, and you're afraid that there's something in it that can track your soul?"

At this point, Scar couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had bought a higher-end storage bag when he ordered it, so others couldn't use it even if they wanted to.

In order to crack a storage bag of this level, one would probably need to be a Xuan-level weapon refiner.

"Coffin?" Shen Lang patted the old beggar's coffin and said, "There is someone in this coffin. What a pity, you are not qualified to lie in it."

"You people deserve to be left dead in the wilderness."

"Ha! I had prepared five taels of silver to help you make a coffin, but it seems I am too kind-hearted." Scar said with a relaxed look.

"Besides, you have misunderstood one thing from the beginning to the end." Shen Lang was ready to let Scar know the truth: "The one who wanted to kill you and seek revenge on you was never me, but him..."

"Him?" Scar's eyes were fixed on Lu Fengxian: "Is this the man behind you? A brat who is still wet behind the ears..."

He looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, in the Divine Sea Realm, or the first level...

"You killed my father. Today I want to take your head as a sacrifice to his spirit in heaven!"

Snapped!