midnight.

Ni Kun hugged Zhu Yuyan on the left and Wen Caiting on the right. When he was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly awakened by a cracked silk sound.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a hole cracked on the top of the tent, and some snow powder was falling through the crack.

Ni Kun sucked his lips and exhaled, blew away the snow powder, and then raised his hand to move Zhu Yuyan away, Wen Caiting's pink legs and jade arms wrapped around him:

"Get up quickly, stop sleeping, the tent is almost crushed by snow."

While talking, the sound of heavy snow falling constantly came from outside the tent.

Zhu Yuyan and Wen Caiting woke up one after another. Seeing the crack in the tent, they quickly stood up and served Ni Kun with their clothes.

After putting on their clothes under their service, Ni Kun lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent. He saw heavy snow falling from goose feathers. The three tents arranged in a font were covered with snow powder on the top.

At this time, a curtain of the tent was lifted diagonally across from him, and Shi Feixuan walked out in a white dress.

When she was walking in the world, she was used to wearing men's clothes. When she went north to the grassland, she brought enough clothes to change her clothes.

However, after being chased by White Walkers for more than a hundred miles, all the luggage was long lost. In the subsequent battle, the clothes were damaged in many places and exposed everywhere. As a last resort, they had to change into a white long dress supported by Ni Kun, the same style as the Yin Gui demons.

Shi Feixuan is a stunning beauty who is not inferior to Mai, and his figure and appearance are all the best in the world.

She looks heroic and generous when wearing men's clothing. When she puts on women's clothing, she adds a bit of charm.

Even though Ni Kun was surrounded by stunningly, he could not help but look at Shi Feixuan in the dress.

"Young Master Ni."

Seeing him smiling and looking at him, Shi Feixuan remembered his clothes at this time, and somehow he was a bit cramped. He didn't know where to sway his hands. Finally, he had to hold his hands in front of his lower abdomen, lower his head, and whisper:

"It's so strange that the snow is falling. It's obviously full of stars before, and the climate is warm..."

Her nervous and cramped look made Ni Kun a little funny, and she praised her first:

"Faixuan, you dress like this, really looks a bit fairy-like."

A word of praise made Shi Feixuan feel at a loss, her pretty face turned slightly red, and her eyes were embarrassed. He just restrained his smile and said seriously:

"Although the grasslands have severe climate change, it is now summer. It is logical that there shouldn't be such heavy snow on the edge of the Great Wall in this Pianguan area."

Deep in the grassland, the more north the climate changes are, and it is not surprising that heavy snow will occur.

But this is the edge of the Great Wall. Now it is a warm period with higher temperatures. The temperature in Chang'an is equivalent to that in later generations of Jiangnan, the Jiangnan is equivalent to that in later generations of Guangzhou, and even lychees can be planted in Shu. The climate above the grassland is naturally relatively warm.

With the current climate, it is right next to the Great Wall. It is not normal to see such heavy snowfall in summer.

Shi Feixuan was about to speak when she saw Zhu Yuyan. Wen Caiting was tidying up her clothes and hair while walking out of the tent behind Ni Kun.

A shock suddenly flashed in Shi Feixuan's eyes.

Looking at Ni Kun who seemed to be nothing, then looking at Zhu Yuyan who was also calm, and Wen Caiting, who had some strange blush left on her face, looked so charming that she could pinch water, she couldn't help but feel suffocated.

He can actually play with Zhu Yuyan and Wen Caiting, the senior sisters at the same time...

Well, Mr. Ni is worthy of being a resident of the world and a hero of the world. He is indeed extraordinary!

Shi Feixuan muttered in her heart:

"Only the great hero can be the true nature... With Mr. Ni's ability, it is just lustful, which is a very good hobby... The great hero is lustful and harmless..."

Try to control your mentality, stabilize your emotions, and act as if nothing happened.

At this time, Wu Zi and Bai Qing'er also walked out of another tent.

The witch stretched.

With her arms raised and her clothes tightened, she highlighted the more perfect and moving curves after she practiced the human immortal martial arts. She seemed to be deliberately showing her. She stretched her waist for a long time before she put down her hand, covered her cherry lips with her back, and yawned in a lazy and charming way, Yanran said:

"Young Master, will it snow in summer on the grassland?"

Bai Qing'er also said softly:

"I only heard that the grassland may snow heavily in the golden autumn and August, but I have never heard of it snowing in the summer..."

Just as he was talking, Zhu Yuyan suddenly said:

"Young Master, I always feel that there is a very uneasy atmosphere in the heavy snow."

Although Zhu Yuyan has not reached the level of a half-step heavenly being, with her current cultivation level, her spiritual sense of perception of heaven and earth is already quite deep, and she can detect that there is a strange and ominous aura in the wind and snow.

Ni Kun's spiritual sense is not that sharp. The energy naturally radiated by the Fire Spirit bloodline will spontaneously dispel all the evil auras that are close to him, so he did not notice any uneasy aura.

The book friends used the small book Pavilion before has already been hung up, but now they are basically using it.

However, this heavy snow itself is already very telling.

He raised his eyes and looked north and said softly to himself:

"Has winter arrived..."

The magical essence of the White Walker is death and ice.

The colder the weather is, the stronger the magic of the White Walker will be.

They use necromancer magic to awaken corpses and use ice magic to drive corpses. In the cold weather, the strength of corpses can also be slightly increased.

Moreover, such sudden severe cold is also extremely unfriendly to the Turks.

Even if nomads living in the grasslands in the northern desert have stronger resistance to cold than those in the Central Plains, their combat effectiveness will inevitably decline due to the severe cold.

The sudden heavy snowfall caused particularly serious damage to livestock, and in the eyes of nomads, it was a terrifying "white disaster".

"As soon as this heavy snow falls, the situation of the Turks will become more difficult. White ghosts and corpse ghosts will become stronger. As one goes down and the other goes up, I don't know how many days can I last..."

Ni Kun pondered in his heart. Although he did not care about the life or death of the Turks, the Yudujin Mountain defense line broke, and the army of corpse ghosts on the northern desert grassland not only allowed a new batch of strong and powerful corpse ghosts, but also went south without any obstacles to attack the Central Plains. The consequences would be bad.

He said to Zhu Yuyan and others:

"We don't have time to travel leisurely, we have to arrive at Yudujin Mountain as soon as possible."

No one would object to his decision.

So soon everyone put away their tents, and at midnight when the heavy snow was snowing, they used their light skills and flew northward.

...

Yudujin Mountain, which is the Yanran Mountain that "left the stone Yanran", is also the Hang Ai Mountain in Outer Mongolia in later generations.

Above a stone peak.

A tall, majestic, cold-faced, and bronze-colored man, like a perfect bronze statue, stood on a mountain with a thick steel spear, silently looking up at the night sky.

The night sky was pitch black, and only the heavy snow covered with goose feathers fell in the bitter north wind.

The north wind that was slashing like a steel knife, when it came to the man, it seemed to be shocked by an invisible aura, "consciously" avoiding him and taking a detour from both sides.

The flying goose feathers and heavy snow cannot get close to him.

When the snowflakes on his head were still more than meter away from him, they were evaporated by invisible heat. In the circle around him, there was no snow left, and the ground was dry and seemed to be scorched by the midsummer sun.

There is naturally only one man who is so hot that even the north wind has to give way to it.

Wu Zun, Bi Xuan.

After silently watching the snow, he lowered his head and looked down at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the stone peak, there are low walls made of wood and stone.

In front of the low wall, there is a deep trench filled with cows and horse dung, hay and firewood and other fuels.

On the grassland, fuel is precious.

But the trench that runs across the east and west and lasts dozens of miles is filled with countless fuels, and even more precious fat and oil are added.

This arrangement was originally intended to withstand the countless army of living dead like a tide.

The kind of living dead who is almost indestructible, who is like a mad dog, will only show a certain fear in front of the flames and pause their charge.

Flame is the only weapon that can curb the sea of ​​zombies.

Therefore, despite the bitter north wind, sudden snowfall, and the weather was so cold that water dripped into ice, the Turkic warriors who were waiting to fight behind the low walls would rather huddle together and keep warm with each other than lit a bonfire and waste some fuel.

There was not even a torch on the low wall.

Many people don’t know that in the dark night, the torch range is indeed very bright, but outside the range of the fire, it will become darker.

The not-wide range of light will only make people feel a wrong sense of security, and they are completely unaware that the enemy may sneak out of the range of fire by taking advantage of the influence of light and darkness on their sight at any time.

So there was no torch on the huge defense line.

Only the Sagittarius with the best eyesight, and the Warriors with the most keen hearing, hunters, widened their eyes, pricked their ears, and were always alert to the darkness that could not be seen at the end of the short wall.

He also had a good martial arts master who walked forward hundreds of steps away from the defense line, crawled in haystacks, in the soil pit, and piled up wolves and diesel tanks around him. He stayed up all night and was alert to the movements of the living dead, providing the first warning for the defense line.

Bi Xuan didn't know how long this line of defense could last.

I don’t know how many Turkic warriors can survive after the Living Dead launch a full-scale attack.

He could not even predict whether he could continue to live.

Tiele Feiying Quao is already dead.

During the day, Bi Xuan had seen Qu Ao's body from afar, and mixed with his disciples among a group of living dead people, shaking, and howling unconsciously like wild beasts, wandering in front of the defense line.
To be continued...