After Nalan Song finished speaking, bursts of blush appeared on his face, making his pale face seem to have a little more color.

After listening to Nalan Song's narration, everyone fell into a deep silence. In this barren land, such a story happened. Everyone turned their attention to Nalan Song and sighed together in their hearts, what kind of person this is.

, Twenty Thousand Robes, with the last hope of restoring the country, the final fulfillment of the king, and the last trace of belonging in life, stick to this snow-capped mountain surrounded by ice and snow.

And Nalan Song, because he took the blood of the original, gained immortality, but this long life has become a curse to him. Watching his companions leave one by one due to aging, those with gray hair,

The hunched-backed mages, warlocks and soldiers fell into the ice and snow one by one. Twenty thousand times, he was the only one who saw off his companions one by one.

In the next thousand years, Nalansong became the tombkeeper of Daxia and this era.

Su Yin sighed: "Thank you for your hard work, Nalansong."

After saying that, Su Yin herself was startled by her tone. Logically speaking, even if Nalan Song stayed here for ten thousand years, it would have nothing to do with her. But why, she couldn't help but use the entruster's

The tone of his voice made him say these slightly complimentary words.

Even Nalan Song heard the obscure and interesting words in the words, and couldn't help but mistake Su Yin for Su Rao again.

"But what happened this time that made you so depressed?" Su Yin asked.

Speaking of this, Nalan Song suddenly woke up from his memories, beat his chest and said: "I was wrong. I failed to live up to the Lord's trust. The Lord has given thousands of instructions and instructions. Although Tianfeng Mountain is isolated from the world, there are two things that always remain.

It has aroused the covetousness of people with ulterior motives from the outside world. One is the millions of snowman puppets in Tianfeng Mountain, and the other is... the native blood in the hinterland of Tianfeng Mountain!"

Su Yin's heart suddenly trembled: "What, Su Rao left native blood here? How much did she leave behind?"

Nalan Song was like a child who had made a mistake, hesitant and afraid to say anything.

"Nalan Song!" Su Yin said, "You are still playing riddles with me now. No matter what, if you tell the truth, we can find a way to remedy it."

Nalan Song nodded quickly, as if he really thought Su Yin was Su Rao: "The Lord left behind... a pool of native blood that was five feet square and seven feet deep."

Su Yin almost lost his breath: "Then...how many were stolen by them, and how many of those snowman puppets were stolen? Didn't you say that those snowman puppets only listen to your orders? I'd like to trouble you with these questions once and for all.

Answer me clearly! Don’t let me force you to question you bit by bit.”

Nalan Song coughed twice and gritted his teeth: "There were more than forty people coming, and the leader seemed to have used a magic weapon of space magic to absorb a whole pool of original blood into his magic weapon. And the snowman puppet

, when the spiritual consciousness was first infused, someone seemed to have left a backdoor for the entire contract ceremony, which gave those people the ability to control the snowmen again. The total number of people outside Tianfeng Mountain was about 500,000, and most of them were fine. And the two hundred inside the mountain were
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