When Han Huaixu left, he left behind a caravan with the handlebars of the driver, Wu Gang. This father really took great pains to protect his beloved daughter from the pain of pommeling horses along the way.
The two of them were about to get into the caravan when a cold voice came from behind: "If you want to escape, I will never stop you, but Han Huaixu and those who have escaped, I can make their blood splatter at any time!"
You don't need to read to know that these words came from the mouth of the national master Hu Shimo. Han Xiaoling's face darkened and he quickly climbed onto the caravan. Liu Qiankun grabbed the shaft of the car with one hand and pushed his body back, smiling at the man with a mean look on his face.
Hussmo raised his middle finger and pushed it hard three times in the air, and cursed: "I'm an ancestor of you, so I'm going to push your lungs into the sky!" After saying that, he pulled up and got into the caravan.
In fact, Liu Qiankun had a very special feeling when he saw Hu Shimo for the first time. If he used two words to describe it, it would be: unhappy. If he used three words, it would be: very unhappy. That guy definitely belongs to the group of people who met him in front of him.
The type that even the back view is annoying.
His instinct told him that this guy was very dangerous, at least not someone he could afford to offend now. He might not know that Hussmo also regarded him as a thorn in his side! That's how wonderful things are, if you don't like someone, just
Don't expect him to be interested in you.
With Hu Shimo's words, Han Xiaoling also gave up the idea of escape, and bumped along on the caravan, quickly heading towards the north. Fortunately, with Silver Owl as his companion, he talked and laughed along the way, so he would not be lonely.
The army of more than 10,000 people has abundant food reserves. Naturally, there will be no shortage of a man and a woman on the road. The man is a peerless strong man and the woman is the sister of an emperor. No one can be offended by these little soldiers.
If they can afford it, even Murong Hanfeng will be courteous to them.
This silver phoenix army marched across the county in a mighty manner. If the slow caravan had not hindered the journey, it would have taken a few days to reach the Imperial City of the Ice Empire. Princess Xiaoling would either need to drink water or ask for food along the way.
It was convenient, or the constant pain here and there caused the Silver Phoenix knights who were dedicated to guarding the caravans to complain endlessly.
The journey that was originally less than ten days lasted for more than half a month, and the two people in the caravan still enjoyed it. Fortunately, the national preceptor Hu Shimo showed his extraordinary patience and did not even complain a word along the way.
He also ordered people to serve them properly and offer them delicious food and drink. In the past few days, Liu Qiankun felt that he had a tendency to gain weight...
The location of the Imperial City of the Ice Empire is completely different from that of the Tianxing Empire. It is built on a majestic iceberg. As the saying goes, there must be a place of extreme sunshine at the top of an extremely cold place. The Ice Imperial City is built on
A place of extreme sunshine.
The clouds in the sky are within reach here, surrounded by mist, and the towering milky white city walls are vaguely exposed with pavilions and pavilions pointing into the clouds. There is no need for any barrier such as a moat, because it leads to the imperial city.
The thousand-level staircase is a solid barrier that cannot be crossed by outsiders.
Someone may ask, if the palace ministers who live under the iceberg have to climb thousands of stairs every day to go to court, wouldn't they be exhausted to death?
In fact, this is not the case. There is a huge and unparalleled spiritual bird domesticated in the Imperial City: the Snow Eagle. This spiritual bird is more than one foot long and is extremely powerful. It can carry hundreds of kilograms of weight. However, its number is extremely rare. In the entire Ice Imperial City,
There are less than a hundred of them, but they are enough for the ministers at the foot of the mountain to ride on them. It is very convenient to get up and down. At the same time, this group of spiritual birds is also a feathered force that cannot be underestimated in the Imperial City of the Ice Empire.
The Silver Phoenix Legion and the others had already arrived at the foot of the iceberg. National Master Hu Shimo took out a gray-white bone whistle from his arms and blew it close to his lips.
Shh!
A long, sharp cry pierced the sky and spread far away.
Liu Qiankun in the car was a little confused and said: "What is this old monster doing?"
Han Xiaoling's eyes flashed and she said, "That's the carved bone whistle. He's summoning the carved slaves in the imperial city."
Liu Qiankun frowned and said, "This old monster can still play with birds?"
...Han Xiaoling was completely speechless. The spiritual bird that the Ice Empire was so proud of actually looked down upon in his eyes.
In fact, the only reason Liu Qiankun saw more than thousands of spiritual birds in the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts was that these snow and ice sculptures could only be considered a few larger poultry at best.
Whoops! A few white dots swooped down from the iceberg, falling hundreds of feet in an instant. It turned out to be three huge white eagles. There was a man sitting on the back of each eagle, and his hands firmly grasped the eagle tied to the neck of the giant eagle.
A leather rope, a piece of leather that looks like a horse's bridle hangs on the thick carved neck, and a thick scarlet blanket is spread on the broad carved back, which is quite a bit like riding an elephant in Thailand.
"Princess, please return to the palace with Master Tulong!" Murong Hanfeng's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.
Stepping off the caravan and looking at the three majestic and handsome snow sculptures, Han Xiaoling felt a little uneasy: She was about to return to the palace after ten years of absence. Everything seemed so clear and yet a little blurry. She
Are you okay now...
Liu Qiankun pouted at a few snow sculptures, strode up to Han Xiaoling, and said with a smile: "Haha! It seems we are going to take a flight today!"
Han Xiaoling came back to her senses and asked in confusion: "What is an airplane? Is it a kind of spiritual bird?"
Liu Qiankun scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "This airplane is a kind of thing in my hometown that can carry people in its belly. The small one can hold dozens of people at a time, and the big one can hold four to five hundred people at a time.
It only takes a few hours to fly from here to Tianxing Imperial City, and there is food and drink on the plane..."
I saw him talking eloquently, vividly describing the situation when he was flying in the past. When he talked about those beautiful and lovely stewardesses, an endless aftertaste smile appeared on his face.
Han Xiaoling seemed to be attracted by the magical plane, her watery eyes shining with excitement.
Hu Shimo was always paying attention to the words and deeds of the two people. Naturally, he heard Liu Qiankun's words clearly. His face was still expressionless, but there was a surge in his heart: Who is he? Listen to what he said, that person is called
The thing on the plane is clearly an immortal weapon with magical powers. The Tianxing Empire will definitely not have such a magical thing. Could it be that he... thinking about it, two terrifying things flashed in his eagle-like eyes.
Lengmang.
"Please two ride on the snow sculpture!" Murong Hanfeng cupped his hands and said.
"Yeah!" Han Xiaoling nodded slightly.
"Haha! It would be great if the person driving the snow sculpture was a beautiful woman who would conquer the country!" Liu Qiankun laughed loudly.
Liu Qiankun, Han Xiaoling, and Murong Hanfeng each sat on a snow sculpture. The sculpture slave gave a light drink, and the snow sculpture flapped its wings twice, kicked its giant claws into the sky, and flew towards the iceberg with the sound of howling wind. Hu Shimo
With a sneer, he stood up from the ground and shot towards the back of the three of them like arrows. The speed was actually a bit faster than the big snow sculpture...