"Vicious, your sister——"
Ye Chen couldn't help but curse loudly.
A dead scorpion came to provoke me. If he wasn't tired of living, what else could it be?
"Gulu!"
Shen Nantian was also full of shock.
He thought to himself, Ye Chen must be too awesome. Just killing the seventh level giant scorpion king was like butchering a chicken.
"Ye, Elder Ye is mighty!"
He couldn't help but murmur in admiration.
"Stop flattering, let's go to the ruined temple first. I hate heavy snowstorms."
Ye Chen twisted back to Chi Longma's body.
"OK!"
Shen Nantian did not dare to disobey and immediately led the way for Ye Chen.
As for the giant scorpion king's body gradually being submerged in the wind and snow, this world is so cruel. No matter how beautiful you are when you are alive, no matter how beautiful you are, as long as you die, you will be nothing more than a pile of loess in the end.
clatter!
clatter!
clatter!
The two people riding red dragon horses gradually made a dull sound in the snow.
Perhaps the death of the giant scorpion king gave a warning to many secret ghosts and ghosts, so Ye Chen and the others would have a safe trip.
Returning on a snowy night!
An hour later, the two finally arrived at the dilapidated temple. This dilapidated temple was really dilapidated, but fortunately, it could still protect them from wind and rain.
This ruined temple is located behind a hill. The hill blocked the wind and sand and prevented the ruined temple from being submerged by the wind and sand.
After that, they also led the red dragon horse into the temple and tied it to two wooden beams.
Shen Nantian took an oil lamp from his body, and the light illuminated everything in the small temple.
Wherever you look, you can see the mess on the ground, and there are some bones on the ground, both animal and human. It seems that this temple is not safe either.
"Elder Ye, it seems we have to be careful at night."
he reminded.
Ye Chen didn't speak. He came to these bones and observed them carefully.
"System, detect the identity of these bones."
He thought silently in his mind.
[Ding, after testing, there are three types of bones at the scene, two of which are human and one is the bone of a golden ant. 】
[Ding, 5 million evolution points were successfully deducted. 】
In the blink of an eye, the system told Ye Chen the information he needed.
"Golden ants?"
Ye Chen has heard of this very terrifying poisonous insect. This kind of poisonous insect is a gregarious poisonous insect in the desert. They can bite into pieces no matter how strong the metal is. They are very powerful.
Once encountering these gold-falling ants, few people can escape unscathed, and most of them will eventually become food for the gold-falling ants. He did not tell Shen Nantian the news because it would be useless if the other party knew it and would only add to the panic of the other party.
"Elder Ye, you should rest first, I'll be on duty at night."
Shen Nantian is very discerning.
"Um!!"
Ye Chen didn't refuse. He found two beds from Pangu Ring and made mattresses. After that, he also found several heating stoves.
After these heating stoves are ignited, the temperature in the room immediately increases.
The two red dragon horses also gradually fell asleep.
Ye Chen calmly arranged two formations, one for warning and one for defense, in case of emergencies.
He has always been very cautious, and it can even be said that he is afraid of death.
Maybe it comes from the complex of tragic death in the previous life.
Since his rebirth, he has not trusted others 100%, because Lin Mengxue's betrayal in his previous life made him feel that no one is reliable and cannot be completely trusted.
Shen Nantian was in charge of the night watch, and he was lucky enough to be assigned the bed prepared by Ye Chen. Looking at the several heaters and the small temple that was gradually getting warmer, he became more and more curious about Ye Chen.
He asked in his heart, what kind of person is this Elder Ye?
Shen Nantian is a seventh-level ascetic, so staying up late at night will not affect his energy.
"rustle--"
There was still the sound of falling snow outside the small temple.
"Sigh - I don't know when this damn disaster will stop? It's either high temperature or heavy snow. It's extremely annoying."
Shen Nantian couldn't help but murmur softly in his heart.
He also hates this apocalypse.
Although the end of the world does not pose much of a threat to top cultivators like them, he still hates this disordered life.
He gradually recalled his previous life. After practicing, he would enter the secular world, find a KTV, call a few girls, hold a party, and lie with young girls, which would gradually make him I feel like I haven’t aged.
It's not the aging that comes from the body, but the aging that comes from the mind. He is now a seventh-level master. There is no problem in living to be 300 years old. But people, while practicing, the most terrifying thing is not other people. It is the [original intention] that is hard to change, but it is also easy to forget, because time is the cruelest knife, making people gradually numb.
"Huhu——"
The wind outside the temple suddenly became strong.
A lot of sand and rocks were also lifted up by the wind.
"It's windy again!"
Shen Nantian heard the sound and looked outside the temple. The snowflakes outside were getting bigger and bigger.
The impermanence of the world is really ridiculous. No one would have thought that the endless desert would sometimes be submerged by ice and snow. Now, what is blown up by the big sandstorm is not sand, but snowflakes.
In the future, after the extreme cold disaster is over, perhaps the ice and snow will melt, and the desert will gradually have plants and turn into a beautiful oasis. By then, there will be cattle, sheep, birds, and flying insects...
Ye Chen slept soundly.
At this time, in his pet space, the little dragon girl [Xiaoyu] was very irritable. She really couldn't sleep and had to practice, so she lost her temper randomly.
She wanted to leave, but because of the power of the contract, she couldn't leave this pet space.
"Dad, have you forgotten Xiaoyu?"
She looked frustrated.
While she was irritated and anxious, footsteps, horses braying and voices came from outside the small temple. Someone was coming.
After that, Shen Nantian immediately became wary.
"Someone!"
He flew to the door of the temple and looked into the wind and snow in the distance. Gradually, he saw the light of the fire, which was a torch.
It didn't take long before a caravan of dozens of people gradually came into his sight.
"Where is the caravan coming from at this time?"
He immediately became wary of these people.
In the caravan at this time, an old man raised his hand and said, "Everyone, speed up. There is an evil temple ahead. We can take shelter from the wind and snow in that temple."
It seems that this old man must also be an old man who has been walking around all year round. Otherwise, he would not know that there is such an evil temple in the desert.
"Evil Temple?"
"Grandpa Yang, is the evil god evil?"
"Why would someone worship evil gods?"
At this time, a young girl dressed in black couldn't help but curiously asked.
"Miss, the origin of the Evil Temple is very ancient. It may come from the mythical era 10,000 years ago. At that time, gods were everywhere and most of the people were Qi Refiners. Through practice, they could live a long life."
"At that time, demons were also rampant, and ordinary people had to rely on these gods to survive."
"Besides, the evil god is just a title, not necessarily a bad god. He is an evil god..."
The old man surnamed Yang explained very fondly.
This old man seems to have some background, otherwise, it is impossible to know the things of the mythical era. However, thinking about it conversely, who would go out to take risks in such a heavy snowstorm without the ability? It is not the old man who eats arsenic and lives. Tired of the taste?
"Okay, miss, let's go and stay in the ruined temple first before we talk."
The old man didn't say much and quickly returned to the topic.
"OK--"
After that, everyone walked quickly towards Shen Nantian.
After getting closer, someone noticed the lights in the small temple and couldn't help but report to the old man surnamed Yang: "Mr. Yang, we found that there was light in the ruined temple. Do you look at us?"
"What? There is light in the ruined temple. It seems that some people are trapped in this heavy snowstorm. It's okay. Let's go say hello to them and let's make do with it. After all, it's not easy for everyone when we go out."
Mr. Yang said.
"What if these people have evil intentions against us? Will we be in danger? If not, let's drive them away. Anyway, there are many of us."
Someone escort proposed.
Mr. Yang looked at the other party and couldn't help shouting loudly.
"Zhao Asi, I remind you, you are not fooling around. People who are away from home are more important than words. Besides, we are a caravan, not robbers. How can we drive others away so easily?"
"Mr. Yang, don't be angry. I, I don't mean any harm. It's really..."
The guard who spoke just now seemed to be very afraid of Mr. Yang, and he immediately apologized and admitted his mistake.
