"roar!"

The snow beast named Tam burst out with anger, and the flames scattered. The Azeroth Fire Snake was pinched apart by him.

The fire snake let out a wail, and its huge body twisted in pain in the air. Then the flames dispersed gradually disappeared into the cold air with the fire snake's body. Tam got up from the ground, and the white fur on his body was burned black by the flames.

The extremely angry Tam clenched his fist and his blood-covered eyes stared at Yang Dashuan, hoping to tear the human to pieces immediately.

"asshole!"

Tam let out a wave of low roar from his throat.

The muscles in my body twisted and expanded irregularly. Every step I took, a deep trace would be left on the ground.

The white hair all over his body spread wide open, and from a distance it looked like a big snowball. But those places that were burned by the flames really made people frown... But this surprised Yang Dashuan.

In such thick fur, there is actually skin as smooth as humans.

It seems that the ancient snow beasts are not monsters. Ten thousand years ago, they were also branches of human beings.

However, even if it is a branch of humans, Yang Dashuan will not be polite to them if he wants to be unfavorable to him. Tam's figure is too huge, and the Azeroth Fire Snake only caused him to suffer a minor injury. A silent spell, the rock puppet that braved the green flame appeared in the sight of the ancient giant beasts, and the moment it appeared, it had already compared Tam.

The nearly unreasonable Tam let out a burst of screams at the rock puppet.

The ice in the burning high temperature roasted depression began to melt, and dripping snow water flowed down the corners of the rock. With Yang Dashuan's consciousness, the rock puppet raised its huge fist. As long as the snow beast dared to act at all, he would not mind a killing here!

"Tam!"

Just as the snow beast was about to rush towards the rock puppet, a thick and slightly old voice came from the top of the rock wall. The angry Tam's body, which had been swollen due to anger, suddenly became like a deflated balloon and suddenly lost strength.

"Elder!" Tam opened his mouth and said nothing.

Raising his head, Yang Dashuan looked in the direction of the sound.

It was the highest cave on the top. The cave was very big. The cave outside the cave was not like other snow beasts' nests and was separated by rocks. The person who shouted was a thin guy. He said that it was thin, but it was just a comparison with the figure of the snow beast. From a distance, in the sun, the figure was hunched over and was staring down with a crutch. Because he was facing the light, Yang Dashuan did not see the other person's face clearly, but his gaze stumbled slightly.

Yang Dashuan had only seen this kind and kind look in his thriving feathers.

At the entrance of the cave, several helmets from unknown times were placed there, and some unknown plants were planted inside, with small yellow flowers blooming on them.

Since the elder appeared, the entire tense atmosphere changed instantly. The snow beasts turned around and looked at the cave. The thin figures walked down tremblingly under the eyes of all the snow beasts. His pace was very slow, and it seemed that every time he took a step, he had to stop and take a few breaths. In a short distance, no snow beast showed any impatience.

The two cousins ​​of Sheen stared at the staggering snow beast.

All of this seems to reverse common sense - the body size of the snow beast increases according to age, according to a cycle every ten years. No one knows how long the life span of the snow beast is. In everyone's perception, the snow beast is like a dragon clan, finding its own cemetery when it is dying. The older the snow beast, the bigger their size.

But this snow beast is not even taller than Yang Dashuan.

"Elder!" The snow beasts bent down and saluted respectfully.

The flames of the rock puppet were sizzling. Even under this extremely cold temperature, the green flame was still arrogant. But it seemed that as the snow beast elder arrived in front of Yang Dashuan, the green flame on the rock puppet seemed to begin to shrink.

"I didn't expect that I could meet humans on the second largest peak of the Kemesl Mountains!" The thin and aged old snow beast trembled and looked at Yang Dashuan with a smile. "I forgot when the last time I saw a human. It really made me miss it. Child, are you willing to come and chat with me?"

The Snow Beast Elder bent down at Yang Dashuan respectfully and reached out to signal Lao Yang to accompany him.

"Master!" Xien and his cousin looked at each other and shouted quickly.

For some reason, Yang Dashuan did not have any idea of ​​rejection. Faced with the reminder of the swamp giant, he just waved his hand casually, indicating that the two of them were at ease. The other ancient snow beasts also spoke out together, wanting to make the elder give up the unrealistic idea just now. But the elder of the snow beast waved his hand to soothe the excited tribe members.

Without any hesitation, Yang Dashuan entered the cave with the Snow Beast Elder.

Xien wanted to go with him, but was stopped outside by several ancient snow beasts with wide waists and round waists.

"You guys stay here, be honest, dare to cause trouble again, I will peel you off!" Yang Dashuan turned around and looked at the two bastards who liked to make trouble, and roared. He paused and knocked his fingers. Under the shocked eyes of the ancient snow beasts, the green flame-boiled rock puppet made a sound of extinguishing flames, and fell headlong into the snow pile and turned back into the rock block.

"Elder, let's go!" Yang Dashuan tilted his head and signaled Elder Snow Beast to come forward.

The cave where the Snow Beast Elder lives is not big, and there is only one person tall. Yang Dashuan has to walk with his head to prevent the protruding rocks on the wall from knocking his head. Every few bends in the winding corridor, there are a few heads of unknown animals. The horns of the backwards are nailed to the wall and filled with beast oil. The sirens illuminate the entire cave space.

What is surprising is that the entire cave is not cold.

On the corners of the cave are rows of flower pots made of rocks, with soil buried inside, and the greenness that grows from the surface of the soil embellishes this simple cave.

Yang Dashuan followed Elder Snow Beast and looked at everything here.

"I'm over 10,000 years old this year!" The Snow Beast Elder hammered his slightly sore waist and signaled Yang Dashuan to sit on a seat covered in felt.

This sentence made Yang Dashuan respect him.

Ten thousand years have passed too long, and I have even experienced the last plane war.

"Dear Elder!" Yang Dashuan bowed respectfully to the Snow Beast Elder. The old antique that can become a 'fossil', the knowledge he knew was not comparable to the half-baked ones like the dwarf elder. "I'm sorry for disturbing your peace. You have to know that this is just a misunderstanding."

Yang Dashuan is preparing to explain the whole story.

"In the long years, everything has its reasons for happening." Elder Snow Beast waved his hand with a smile. "And this is not a serious matter, otherwise how could you come to my cave as a guest? Are you, a respected human warrior?"

Yang Dashuan raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Yes, respected elder!"

Yang Dashuan was quite satisfied with this old man, at least the other party had not yet relied on his seniority. He sat down casually. Elder Snow Beast was hunched over and spooned water from the steaming pot on the bonfire stand next to him. The hot water was spooned into an empty wooden cup and sent to Yang Dashuan's hand.

I don’t know what seasonings were placed in the cup, but they smelled fragrant, and they could suddenly feel tired.

After doing all this, Elder Snow Beast sat back.

"It's really nostalgic!" Elder Snow Beast sighed. "I haven't seen humans again in many years. That time it was almost five thousand years since now. Then, I followed the entire tribe to the Kemeser Mountains!"

Five thousand years!

Yang Dashuan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"When we were preparing to come to this mountain range five thousand years ago, our tribe had nearly 10,000 people. However, many tribes died because they could not stand the migratory process, which caused them to be sick and unable to treat them. Some died in the attacks of other monsters, but more of them died in human traps. By the time we arrived here, the original number of more than 20,000 was only less than 200." Elder Snow Beast told the sad past. His eyes were calm and peaceful, and he could not see any sadness and hatred for humans at all. "My eight children died of malaria, one died of the attacks of monsters, and the other five were hunted by mercenaries. Their bodies were strung on weapons by those humans and carried them into the air, and then their bodies were broken by several horses."
Chapter completed!