After Mo Lin was carried on Lu Ping's back, the group sped up a lot. In the afternoon, the wind and snow stopped, and the white sunlight covered the world again. In front of them was no longer an endless snowfield, but a glacier. At the foot of the glacier, some buildings could be vaguely seen, but they were all snow-white.
"We are almost there." Ying Xiao pointed to the front.
"Yes." Lu Ping nodded, and then turned back. Xu Weifeng and Leng Qing, who had been following them at a distance, simply disappeared.
"Where are they?" Lu Ping asked.
"How would they dare to go in like this? Aren't they courting death?" Ying Xiao said.
"So?" Lu Ping asked.
"Who knows, I wish them good luck." Ying Xiao said.
"Then will you betray them?" Su Tang asked curiously.
"This … depends on my mood." Ying Xiao said.
"It seems that I won't." Su Tang smiled. He had seen enough of the relationship between these three people these days. The three of them would never admit that they were friends, but if they were enemies, they weren't ruthless enough. The three dark paths had only parted ways a thousand years ago, and did not fight under the iron flag. It could be seen that their differences had not reached the point of life and death. After a thousand years, it was not surprising that there was such an indescribable relationship. And these three people were nothing more than the inheritors of this strange relationship.
They continued to walk forward for a while, and the scene at the foot of the glacier gradually became clear. Strangely shaped, some high and some low, buildings made of ice were arranged at the foot of the glacier in picturesque disorder. The people who were active outside were all wrapped tightly, and even their eyes were covered with a piece of black cloth — this should be to resist the white sunlight before the afternoon.
"Brother Ying Xiao!" A child appeared out of nowhere, dressed in the same way, but looking at his height, he was at most five or six years old. He ran over shakily and hugged Ying Xiao's thigh.
"Hahaha." Ying Xiao laughed heartily and lifted the child up, looking very affectionate and familiar. Then, he took off the thick cloth wrapped around his face to take a look, then called out, "It's Xiao Zhi!"
"Big Brother Ying Xiao, why are you back?" The child called Xiao Zhi asked in a crisp voice.
"Shouldn't I be back?" Ying Xiao retorted.
"I heard that you won't be coming back this time," Xiao Zhi said.
"Oh, who said that?" Ying Xiao asked with interest, but the expression on his face changed slightly.
"That's what Uncle Wang said," Xiao Zhi replied.
"Uncle Wang is afraid of death, that's why he said that, understand?" Ying Xiao said.
Xiao Zhi tilted his head and thought about it. Obviously, he still couldn't understand the connection. Ying Xiao did not explain to him. He bent down and put him on the ground. He patted his butt and said, "Go and play."
"Oh." Xiao Zhi looked a little curious about Lu Ping, Su Tang, and Morin, but after hearing Ying Xiao's words, he looked at the three of them and ran away.
"Wait for me." Ying Xiao turned around and said to the three of them, then went straight to an igloo. When he reached the front, he lifted his leg and kicked the door open. There was a scream from inside. Ying Xiao stepped in, and not long after, a person flew out.
"Ying Xiao, what are you doing!" The person who flew out tumbled twice in the snow before standing up straight. He was obviously a cultivator. At this time, he glared angrily at Ying Xiao who had walked out of the igloo and asked.
"Who said that I won't be coming back this time?" Ying Xiao clapped his hands calmly, but his manic spirit ruthlessly betrayed him. At this time, he was obviously extremely angry, and a few careless actions would not help the situation at all.
The person who looked like he was not going to give up just a second ago immediately stopped when he heard this. He stammered, "This … … Who did you hear this from?"
"That's none of your business. Anyway, I'm back now. Don't you think you deserve a beating?" Ying Xiao said.
Lu Ping and the other two immediately understood. This person was obviously the Uncle Wang that Xiao Zhi had just mentioned. When the news of the Four Great Academies' crusade reached here, the people of the Dark Academy were generally a little flustered. Ying Xiao was sent by the Second Route to Yanmen Town to be the frontline, so there were people who gossiped, thinking that he would escape alone and never return. In the end, it was heard by the child, and he naively exposed himself to Ying Xiao. Ying Xiao was also not one to talk nonsense, and immediately went up to fight. It seemed that things were that simple.
This person surnamed Wang was obviously afraid of Ying Xiao. He had dared to argue when he was in the right, but when he found out that it was his rumor that reached Ying Xiao's ears, he began to feel guilty. At this moment, he was looking around in a panic, already looking for someone he could ask for help with. In the end, he saw Lu Ping and the other two, and was instantly taken aback.
"Who is this?" The person surnamed Wang dodged a few steps to the side, his movements were very agile.
"My friend," Ying Xiao said.
"Friend? Could he be a spy from within the borders? "This person surnamed Wang was obviously a petty person. Seeing that the three of them were outsiders, he immediately became suspicious.
"See how I tear your mouth apart!" Ying Xiao did not explain at all, and directly shot towards the person surnamed Wang. This person surnamed Wang looked rather pathetic when he was thrown out of the house by Ying Xiao. He did not expect his movements to be so nimble, and his movement techniques looked even faster than Ying Xiao's. Two leaps had pulled the distance between him and Ying Xiao even further apart.
"Do you need help?" Lu Ping asked.
"Don't be rash." Morin held down Lu Ping from the side. Ever since he entered the domain of the Second Route of Darkness, Morin was not just paying attention to what was in front of him. He had long since noticed that there were already countless pairs of eyes staring at them. Towards the three unfamiliar faces, not everyone was just curious like a child. Most of their gazes were filled with vigilance and suspicion.
"Ying Xiao!" Just at this time, a reproachful voice was heard. Ying Xiao, who was very arrogant in the North Style Academy, revealed an unprecedentedly obedient expression when he heard this voice. However, he was trying his best to control his unbridled boldness. This was something he was too lazy to do normally.
"Eighth Elder." Ying Xiao stopped and turned around, then stood obediently in a certain direction. Over there, an old man leaning on a walking stick was moving towards them.
"Eighth Grandpa!" Xiao Zhi appeared out of nowhere and scuttled in front of the old man. He pointed at the person surnamed Wang and Ying Xiao and said, "Uncle Wang said that Big Brother Ying Xiao will not return, and Big Brother Ying Xiao said that Uncle Wang is afraid of death."
"Damn, what kind of trick is this kid playing?" Morin was extremely astonished. At first, he thought he was an innocent and unaffected child, but now that he looked at him again, this child was also a chatterbox!
"It's all nonsense." The old man said angrily. Then, he did not chase away the child like Ying Xiao did, but looked at Lu Ping's group of three, "Three rare guests, where are you from?"
"Gorge Peak, Zhenfeng College." Lu Ping said.
"Zhenfeng College? Never heard of it. "The old man shook his head.
"Then have you heard of the name Guo Youdao?" Lu Ping took the opportunity to inquire about the dean. The dean had obviously roamed around the Dark Academy before, but it was unknown if he had made any name for himself here.
"I don't know." The old man shook his head, making Lu Ping very disappointed.
"Bring your friend over." The old man said after glancing at Ying Xiao. Then, he grabbed Xiao Zhi's hand and turned around to leave.
"Let's go." Ying Xiao came over and called out to the three.
"Who is this old man?" Morin asked.
"The village's eighth generation elder, we all call him the Eighth Elder." Ying Xiao said.
"He's your village chief?" Morin said.
"You can say that." Ying Xiao nodded.
"Do you want to go?" Morin looked at Lu Ping.
"Go, there might be information you want to know." Ying Xiao looked at Lu Ping and said.
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