Sitting back-to-back in the middle of the crowd, the three of them observed the surrounding situation and discussed the original plan in a low voice. After a brief exchange, the three of them reached a consensus again. On the way to the mine, as long as no unexpected incident occurred, they would first Keep following the team forward without making any resistance.
Wait until they reach the mine before remaking their escape plan. After all, there are now more than a dozen martial arts cultivators watching at all times. It is too difficult for them to escape without being discovered, unless they encounter a group of ferocious beasts that those people have no time to pay attention to. They run again.
But if they really encounter a group of ferocious beasts, they are the most dangerous, especially those who are seriously poisoned. No one can escape. Thinking of this situation, Lu Yunyou gave up his expectations in this regard.
After a few words in a hurry, the three of them pretended not to know each other and casually observed the surrounding situation. Even if those courageous martial artists were hungry, they were unwilling to bow their heads and beg to the escorts, but there were always people who were willing to put down their dignity and ask for help. Those people begged for alms, and two completely different situations had a great impact on Lu Yunyou.
Under the setting sun, Lu Yunyou saw that everyone's mood was not exactly the same. Some people were silent and didn't know what they were thinking. Some people sighed with sorrow on their faces; some people kept hammering the ground, doing helpless things. A cathartic act, in short, no one can remain calm.
On the other hand, those escorts acted as they pleased, and there were so many women accompanying them, which made people envious and resentful at the same time.
In fact, in Lu Yunyou's eyes, except for the high-level martial arts cultivators, other martial arts cultivators are not more powerful than them, nor are they more noble than them. It is just because of the different situations of the two parties that those talents can treat them as slaves and even have the ability to control their life and death.
Thinking of the situation in the dungeon where the guards with only third-level cultivation didn't even look at them, Lu Yunyou had a clearer understanding of his situation.
The boundary between nobility and despicability is so clear, and everything stems from the difference in strength. No matter why the people around him ended up like this, one thing is for sure, they are all weak when they are forced to do nothing. , thinking about the ending that awaits everyone, Lu Yunyou has a deeper understanding of the world.
The cold wind was blowing one after another, and it was already winter without realizing it. As the sky became darker, ice flowers suddenly fell from the sky, giving a slight chill when they fell on the body. When Lu Yunyou raised his head and looked around, someone beside him had already shouted :"Snowing!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone noticed the scene of snowflakes falling like flying catkins in the dim light of the fire. However, it was only September and winter had just entered. For a while, everyone was horrified by this strange weather.
"Snowfall in September means disaster is coming," someone soon said this proverb that has been passed down for thousands of years.
When Lu Yunyou asked Ling Yun and the others about the situation out of curiosity, as time passed, the wind became stronger and stronger, and ice-cold rain and snow continued to fall on everyone.
The weather was getting colder and colder, and the escorts were afraid that the snow would affect their rest. After eating, they hurriedly set up tents.
While those people were busy at work, the chill in the air became more and more biting. Since there was nothing to block the flying snow, after a while, the thinly-clad martial arts cultivators among the crowd were shivering from the cold and could only rely on each other. Wear for warmth.
"What should I do?" The scene was a bit chaotic, and many people were shouting coldly. After thinking of taking the opportunity to escape, Jun Wucheng directly spoke to Lu Yunyou and the others.
"What else can we do? We don't even have anything to protect us from the rain and snow, so we can only get wet like this!" Unexpectedly, Lu Yunyou didn't expect the implication of Jun Wucheng's words. Lu Yunyou, who had no idea of escape, calmly thought that they had no other choice but to resist. .
"The weather is getting colder and colder. I don't know when the snow will fall. If our clothes get wet, it will be very difficult tonight." The change in the weather makes people feel heavy. Ling Yun has already thought about this bad weather. The weather will have various effects on them.
"Okay then," he shook his head helplessly. Seeing that the two of them did not understand what he meant, Jun Wucheng sighed, and then reminded the two of them: "The three of us sit closer together, that will be better."
There was no other way. After seeing others using this method to keep warm, Jun Wucheng directly suggested this. However, it was of little use because the snow was still getting heavier. Before long, the clothes on the three of them were all gone. It's useless no matter how close you get when it's wet.
The snow water flowed bit by bit along the gap between the three people's backs. It was bitingly cold, and the three of them could feel their bodies trembling slightly.
Half an hour later, there was already a vast expanse of white around them. Many martial arts cultivators could only rely on their bodies to resist the biting cold due to the poor circulation of true energy in their bodies, and they were all shivering from the cold.
A martial artist reduced to such a state is even more pitiable than a beggar begging on the street. However, the cruel wind and snow did not let them go, and kept falling all the time.
The cold wind whimpered, the ice and snow drifted, and the cold breath continued to intensify. Some people could not help but beg the escorts to give them some clothes to keep warm. Unfortunately, their requests did not get a good result. The escorts were worried that everyone would freeze out. The problem is just to give everyone an extra bag of steamed buns.
In addition to being frightened by force, except for some martial arts cultivators who had already been taught a lesson by them, the remaining people no longer dared to say a word.
"It's really not the right time for the weather to be bad. At least it won't snow until we get these unlucky guys there!"
"No, if a few unlucky ones freeze to death, then there won't be enough people, and the people over there may still hold us accountable."
"Don't worry, it's only September. It won't snow for long tonight. Besides, they are all martial arts cultivators after all. Even if they don't have extra energy to keep out the cold, they'll be fine."
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One by one, hiding in a simple tent, the escorts kept complaining about the bad weather. Encountering such weather would also cause huge trouble to them, but compared with the situation of Lu Yunyou and others, they didn't know what to do when they could keep themselves warm by the fire. How much more comfortable.
While those people were chatting, the high-level martial artist leading the team sat cross-legged on the ground, the corners of his clothes fluttering gently in the cold wind. Even sitting there, the figure from his back still gave people the feeling of being extremely tall. His presence was very important to people. All people with illusions are a deterrent.
Time passed little by little, and half an hour later, the escorts dozed off in the wind and snow, and the surroundings became quieter. Apart from the wailing of some people, there was only the sound of the wind.
As long as the escorts keep running their true energy to keep out the cold, they can completely offset the wind and snow erosion. However, among the hard laborers, except for Lu Yunyou and the other three who can secretly use luck to offset the wind and snow erosion, most of the others can only rely on their will to persevere. The accumulation became thicker and thicker, and no one had the strength to pull the snow aside. The white snow covered part of their bodies, and finally only a human-shaped snowman remained.
The cold wind kept blowing and the heavy snow showed no tendency to stop. Unable to even adjust their energy to maintain their body temperature, Lu Yunyou and the three of them got closer to each other. The food they ate at night was not half as rich as the food of the escorts. , it is not a good thing to keep stimulating the true energy.
The cold snow water constantly stimulates the body, making people feel like they have been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. They endure this kind of torture all the time. Every minute and second is torture. I don’t know how long it has been before the bone-chilling feeling lasts. It weakened, and for some reason, Lu Yunyou suddenly felt a burning sensation.
Feeling the changes in his body, Lu Yunyou thought at first that it was the body's instinct to resist the severe cold. He was happy about it for a while, but contrary to his point of view, Jun Wucheng and Ling Yun knew clearly that this was due to the extreme cold. After this illusion passes, what will be left to them will be an even stronger coldness.
Ordinary people might not be able to survive that stage at all, but their martial arts physiques are special and they are simply experiencing that strange change. After that, everything will return to normal.
As time passed, as Jun Wucheng and Ling Yun thought, the hot feeling did not last long. Not long after, the three of them felt a biting cold feeling again. The chill that penetrated into the bone marrow made them feel Their bodies are stiff and difficult to move, and their minds are even frozen, making them unable to even think about things.
The three people who obviously couldn't sleep had not spoken for a long time. It seemed that no one wanted to do anything unnecessary when they could not withstand the severe cold. Compared with their situation, the situation of the previous martial arts cultivators who were more deeply poisoned was even worse.
