In the snowy field under the extreme night, endless darkness has been covering the world, raging and severe cold tormenting the bodies and hearts of every creature on it.

Whether it is the endless mountains where the scorching sun never falls, or the northern snowfields that last three years at night, after no longer the sun and the moon flows, they all seem to be forgotten by time and become a real abandoned place.

The Liuli City in the center of the snowfield represents the passage of time with the sound of knocking throughout the city. The sound of knocking is as crisp and pleasant as two ice crystal glasses colliding with each other. It comes from the statue of the female saint in the center and comes into the ears of all the people in the Liuli City, and even the existences in the underground dark city can be clearly heard.

This represents the gift of the saint.

After two ding-dong sounds, the gate of the Saint's Hall in the center of the Blast Bear Mansion slowly closed, and at the same time, the voice of the nearby servant Xueying was heard loudly:

"The saint is in seclusion and practices, and do not disturb everything for the time being!"

After speaking, the gate of the Saint Maiden Hall was completely closed, and then a strong and powerful sword bear warrior surrounded the entire hall. At the same time, the other corner of the sword bear mansion, the courtyard where Yan Jiaojing was located, slowly stepped into the outside.

These people were wearing white animal clothes and cloaks that covered their bodies, as if they were walking out of the darkness, silently. Then the tall figure of the leader stepped forward and looked at the empty person in front of them. Only Xue Bancheng sat alone in the garden beside the Yanjiao Well, and the cold voice came from under the hood:

"Snow half the city, two hours have arrived. Are you ready? This Yanjiao Garden is an important place for the Blast Bear Mansion. There are many garrisoners, and where are the rest?"

Xueyan's two inquiries fell, and Xue Bancheng leaned against the wellhead of the rolling heat waves and gently raised his head, staring at the group of people standing in front of him, and chuckled slightly. Combined with the fire and heat flow behind him, it was like a demon coming from the boundless cold prison, which made people's scalp numb.

"I used some small tricks to put the guards in the yard and the rest of the people into a deep sleep. I guess the Saint doesn't want anyone to see whereabouts."

After Xue Bancheng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, gently took out a red leaf the size of a palm, and played with it in his hand. Then the sound continued:

"Snow people all know that the scented pepper is powerful and can provide a lot of energy in the extreme cold of the snow field. The critical moment is the second life, but few people know that its leaves are good things. Just a little bit can make people fall into a drowsiness. So I sprinkled a little bit on the well behind me. As the heat flow disperses, everyone in the garden fell down."

Xue Bancheng's voice was as plain as water, but it made the faces of the Xuemin warriors behind Xueyan stunned. However, the words that the former continued to say completely changed the faces of these elite warriors of the Brutal Bear Tribe.

"The indifference time of Yanjiao leaves will last for a long time. After waking up, there will be no negative impact except for the headache. But there is another thing. I want to inform the Saint in advance that the Snow Lion is too heavy. When I was transporting, I accidentally fell into the well behind me. After I reacted, he had completely turned into the nutrients of Yanjiao. It was such a pity."

After Xue Bancheng finished speaking, the handsome face still had the harmless smile of humans and animals, but to everyone present, they felt extremely strong palpitations, and even Xueyan fell into a brief silence.

The Snow Lion is not an unknown little character in the Blade Bear Mansion. He is the powerful right-hand man under the clan leader of the Blade Bear tribe, who is in charge of the internal affairs of the entire Blade Bear Mansion. On the other hand, in the snow field, which is considered as the strong, this also represents the strength of the Snow Lion.

Xue Bancheng was just a thin and short snow rabbit, but he didn't know how to use it. In a very short time, he killed the snow lion that was countless times stronger than him, which made people feel a sense of absurdity and horror in his heart.

After a while, the sound of snow smoke sounded again under the hood in front:

"Even the snow lion killed, it seems that you are very confident in your actions this time."

"I just don't leave a way out for myself."

Xue Bancheng slowly stood up from the side of Yanjiao Well, then looked at the dozens of extremely burly figures in front of him, shook his head, stretched out his right hand, gently raised a finger, and spoke solemnly:

"Sir Saint, you have brought too many people, at most one, otherwise you will definitely be discovered this time."

As soon as Xue Bancheng's voice fell, the figures in robes behind Xue Yan took a step forward and spoke together:

"No!"

"Then there is nothing to do."

Xue Bancheng spread his hands, but his eyes were staring at Xue Yan who had not spoken, and his face was still full of smiles. Then Xue Yan did not hesitate for too long and spoke directly:

"Asliov followed me, and the rest were waiting in seclusion."

After speaking, Xueyan raised her legs and stepped forward, followed behind Xue Bancheng, walked out of the Yanjiao Garden, and plunged into the rolling darkness outside.

Half a quarter of an hour later, there was still the chaotic igloo on the edge of the Blazing Bear Mansion, which was foul-smelling. This small igloo seemed a little crowded because there were suddenly two more people. Then Xue Bancheng's soft voice sounded:

"Sir Saint, since you and I have reached an agreement, then once you start to act, I need absolute trust. Although the roads under the dungeon under the Liuli City are complicated, no one has the ability, and they dare not dig a road under the Liuli Palace and the female statue of the saint's residence, because those who want to do this are dead.

"So I can only get closer and closer to that palace. Although I don't know what you are going to go to the Liuli Palace in secret, in the snow field, the female saint of the Ice Field is the absolute master. As a saint disciple, you should know this more than me."

When he said this, Xue Bancheng squatted down and gently groped on the ground under his feet. Then he found a place, clenched his fist and punched it.

The next breath, a slight trembled on the ground, and then a dark hole as big as a person appeared directly.

Xueyan looked down at the deep pit like a monster opening her mouth, and a faint voice then rang:

"The situation in Liuli City is very bad. Maybe it's time to live and die, so I can only trust you and hope you won't let me down."

"There is no guarantee, because every time, whether it is the ladies who want me to stay or the girls who admire me, what I bring to them the most is disappointment, and I hope this time is not."

Xue Bancheng smiled again on his handsome face, and then his expression gradually became solemn, and a burning fire burst out from his eyes. Then he took the lead and jumped directly into the entrance of the cave. Then the sound came from below:
Chapter completed!