Chapter 9 Festival

Lifeless severed hand, speechless. Suddenly, feeling fear subconsciously in her heart, she struggled to get out and ran wildly.

She ran a few steps, her ankles suddenly tightened, and she was pulled again, and she fell face-to-face into the snow.

Before she got up, she only saw that hand "walking" on the snowy ground, and her slender fingers tapped her cold cheeks, and Na Sheng seemed to hear a sneer from the bottom of her heart.

"Nah la la..." The vibration of the Muztag Snow Mountain became more and more intense, and the ice wall could no longer withstand the pressure of the snow above it. The whole piece broke from bottom to top, thousands of snow and broken ice. He drowned her head and covered his face!

Where there is always nothingness. Never see where the sun is.

All can't be regarded as a word "have", but only "nothing" exists. It is invisible and innocent, odorless and shadowless.

However, there are countless "beings" in that emptiness. Upon closer inspection, it is illusory, like the condensation of smoke and the rising of steam, all the illusory floating things are revealed.

The intertwined streets and alleys, the castle walls, are all in the details, like a mirage.It's just that there is no one alive in this illusory "city".

In such a strange place, in all nothingness, on the pedestal carved with sapphire covered lotus, complex spells are engraved with shrines. Inside the shrine, a lonely head suddenly opened his lips on the bowl held up by the treasure bottle, and spoke—

"Everyone, my right hand can move."

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand. Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of shocking the heavens.

In the hall on the top of the White Tower, it seemed that the cold wind blowing from the snowy mountains at the far east end of the mainland could also be felt. On the stargazing platform, the atmosphere is solemn, and the cold chill has been in the hearts of everyone present.

Since the last dynasty of the Kongsang people: after the fall of the Menghua Dynasty, a new Cangliu empire has been established by the foreign ice tribe. It has dominated the continent for more than a hundred years, and its rule has penetrated deeply into this new land. The rule of the new nation slowly stabilized, and a new order was established—everything went smoothly under the iron order.

However, tonight, the elders who hold the highest authority of the Cangliu Empire, the "ten witches" in the Senate, have all gathered on the stargazing platform at the highest level of the Garan White Pagoda! This is an extremely rare situation in a hundred years. That's why those attendants and female officials who might not see an elder show up over the years will be shocked and inexplicably chilled.

— Counting it all, when the sharks rebelled and occupied Yecheng and approached the Holy City of Garan 20 years ago, they never saw the "ten witches" of the Senate gather like this, right? Could something important happen again this time?

The ten black-robed elders centered on the observatory, scattered in circles, sitting there quietly, the night breeze from the high sky blew their pale beards and hair, but each elder closed his eyes quietly.

The girl in plain clothes was holding a counter in her fingers, staring at Ji Heng on the star-observation platform blankly, her pale face was dignified, and the counter kept rising and falling. However, near the third watch, Sirius finally disappeared from the peeping tube-Jiheng peeping tube, unexpectedly, can no longer contain its trajectory!"Sirius is out of control, chaos will rise!" The girl in plain clothes left the peeping tube, and announced coldly.

In the ten black robe, there was a slight vibration suddenly. The ten elders opened their eyes at the same time, and for a long time, one of the youngest elders spoke: "My saint, where does Sirius get out of the process?"

"Zhengdong." The Suyi girl replied indifferently, with no expression on the pale Guazi's face.

"Zheng Dongfang..." The young "elder" who asked the question pondered for a while, and looked at the end of the sky to the east, with an unpredictable expression, "Is it from the Tianque side?"

"Wu Peng, what do you think? Hurry up and send soldiers to eliminate the disaster." A gray-haired woman next to her put down her wrist bead that had been turning in her hand and asked Senran, "Twenty years ago, you rebelled. Raising soldiers to rebel against the party, blood stained Jinghu, and entered the Senate at the age of thirty-two-this time if you make a great contribution again, you will be the first seat in the Senate."

Although it was talking about twenty years ago, the elder in front of him who was called "Wu Peng" still maintained the appearance of more than 30 years old. There was a gentle expression on Qing Jun's face, completely unlike Zeng Lixia. A famous general who has turned the tide of war.

"Aunt Wu, this time is different." Still smiling, Wu Peng looked up at the night sky in the east, "I haven't even confirmed who the opponent is, how to fight? Is it possible to kill all the people who came from Tianque?-know that The border country of Zezhi is the territory of Governor Gao Shunzhao, and it is not advisable to arbitrarily use troops."

"Those barbarians in Daze, what are you afraid of him?" Wu Gu Jie laughed, "Said it is a country, Gao Shunzhao is not our appointment? In the Cangliu Empire, except for our ice clan, everything else is just humble ants. !"

"An ant bites a person, and it hurts after all." The man smiled slightly, but he always kept his words back.

"Okay." The old man with white beard and hair sitting in the east made a muddy voice, coughed a few times, and said, "According to the old system: support the deepest kingdom of Ze and kill all the people from the east, Changluo. Grass; against the use of swordsman, short yarrow."The ten black-robed elders bowed their heads and pondered, and slowly raised their hands under the robes, each holding a piece of grass.

-The Cangliu Empire does not have an emperor. The countless destinies on this continent have always been determined by the yarrow in the hands of the ten elders on the top of the white tower.

The ten yarrows had just been gathered together, and the length had not been sorted out. Suddenly, in the temple behind the observatory, there was a deep long chant, and the door slowly opened silently from the inside to the outside. In the depths of the temple, there is a faint light.

The faces of the elders suddenly became solemn, and they changed their cross-legged postures into long knees.

"The wise man tells you!" The unclothed girl's always indifferent expression finally changed. She knelt down on the stargazing platform, listening carefully to the deep and long chants coming from the temple, distinguishing instructions that were difficult for others to understand.

Ten Wu Qiqi lifted his face from the black robe, all turned around, and squatted down toward the door of the temple that opened in the black hole.

"The wise man has an order: disasters come from the east, approaching the heavens. The heavens of the east have collapsed, and one of the five seals has been broken! The princes, please guard the remaining four seals, and immediately send troops to kill those who come from the east of the heavens! Make every effort."

The saint recounted the incomprehensible dictation word by word, her voice indifferent.

"Follow the teachings of the wise!" The ten black robe crawled on the ground, and all replied, with a very respectful voice.

The sound in the temple fell silent, and the heavy doors closed silently. Until the door of the outermost hall was closed, those who were crawling outside dared to raise their heads. The ten elders glanced at each other silently, and suddenly an atmosphere of solemn killing filled the group of people closest to the power center of the empire.In the silence, another blast of cold wind on the snow peak blows, and those long and short yarrows fly all over the sky.

"Um... Was it originally meant to use swords and soldiers?" He raised his eyes and scanned the yarrow in the air. There was a wry smile on his face under Wu Peng's cloak, "Seven long and three short... I don't know who the other two are. Cast."

The low self-talk was unfinished, and the wind rolled over, and the yarrow that determined the fate of the mainland suddenly disappeared into the night sky.

-It turns out that grass is grass after all, so how can it really influence the fate of the Cangliu Empire and the Wild Continent like the voice in the temple?

Three, the hand of the devil

"Oh!" Na Sheng, who had just woke up, blurted out in exclamation when he looked at the ten-foot-high icicle below, and started to sit up with a tremor. However, the ice was so smooth that she lost her balance as soon as she moved her body and planted straight down from the top of the tall icicle.

With a "pop", she was lifted by her ankle and pulled upside down.

"Where is this?" The Dongba girl only remembered the moment when the last monstrous snow wave drowned herself, her face pale, thinking in her heart, tightly grasping something next to her and letting her body sit on this tall icicle. Keep your balance. At her feet was a big storm passing by the unrecognizable snow-capped mountains behind, and she escaped the earth-shattering avalanche and sat steadily on the top of a ten-foot-high icicle—the height made her feel dizzy and dizzy. .

"It's the half **** of Muztag Snow Mountain." Suddenly, a voice answered.

"Who?" Shocked that the thoughts in his heart that he had never spoken were actually known, Na Sheng suddenly looked back and looked around. However, the empty snow-capped mountains were empty, and the sky was gray, and even the zombies cruising around were gone. She sat on the tall icicle and became more nervous, "Who is it? Who is talking!""It's me." Someone answered suddenly and patted the back of her hand as a greeting.

Na Sheng lowered his head subconsciously, and saw that he was sitting on top of the icicle, holding a pale severed hand tightly.

"Yeah!" She let go of her hand like a fire, suddenly remembering everything before the avalanche. Seeing the active severed hand, her eyes showed extreme fear, and she staggered back.

"Be careful!" the voice screamed. However, it was too late, and Na Sheng stepped away desperately, tilted his body, and immediately fell from the top of the icicle that was less than three feet in radius.

The wind whizzed past her ears, and the moment she fell, she realized she was approaching death. The sharp icy edge on the ground pierced the face like a sharp sword, and the instinct of life made her blurt out in exclamation: "Help-life!"

"Smack", she suddenly felt a tightness on her ankles, and the speed of her body's falling suddenly slowed down in an instant. Then one hand stretched over, hugged her waist, and gently put her on the snow.

Life and death are on the line.