Chapter 222 Why did the snow stop?

Chapter 222 Why did the snow stop?

【A charlatan.】

Ai Wanxin’s first thought.

【It can not be? 】

Thinking of the Bone Lord who stayed in Fengcheng, she was not so sure anymore.

Our cognition should not be too limited. It is possible that the earth will explode tomorrow.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Ma Xiaochuan said anxiously, "What I said is true. If you don't believe me, go to the old city and see for yourself!"

"Then those people..." Ai Wan's mind turned aside, looking at the bodies with skulls shattered in the narrow alley, and asked, "Why are they chasing you?"

Ma Xiaochuan lowered his head and said, "We all don't believe this, so the city lord sent people to hunt us down."

Ai Wanxin noticed that he was avoiding her gaze and realized that he was not telling the truth.

She did not ask further questions, but only asked: "What is the old city and where is it?"

Ma Xiaochuan pointed to the north and said, "On Lingdian Mountain near the Sorrowful Canyon, there are fortifications and buildings left over from the war. We call it the Old City. Now almost all the survivors live there, and it is managed by Sheng Xiuming."

"What about the government and the army?" He Yang asked in confusion, "This Sheng Xiuming is the city lord you mentioned, right? Who is he?"

Ma Xiaochuan frowned in embarrassment: "How should I know about the government and the military?"

While he was answering the questions, he was actually keeping an eye on the situation outside the alley out of the corner of his eyes.

He was very worried. After Langge's transformation, his fighting power was off the charts, but he was also very irritable and violent. He would fight until he was exhausted every time before fainting and returning to his original state. He would then have to rest for a long time.

It must have been because I shouted that there was an ambush just now that Brother Lang heard the ambush in front and pursuers behind, so he chose to transform in a hurry.

These men are obviously sentinels and seem to be quite capable. If the two men who jumped down encounter Brother Lang, there will definitely be a fight.

Although Langge will not lose, he and his teammates are in their hands. What should he do? He is really worried.

He was so anxious that he almost stamped his feet on the spot: "I have told you everything I know. Since you are not sent by the city lord, then let us go. If Brother Lang fights with your companions and kills them, it will be a disaster, right?"

Ai Wanxin looked at the familiar figure that appeared at the end of the alley and said with a smile: "Who did you say beat who to death?"

Ma Xiaochuan leaned over the railing and looked forward. A tall, black-haired man was walking towards the small building from the end of the narrow alley. He was holding a thick, iron-gray wrist in his right hand. His Lang Ge was unconscious, like a dead "beep", being dragged on the snow like a large tree trunk.

There was not only trampled snow on the ground, but also the brain matter and blood that had just been smashed by his brother. He couldn't tell for a moment whether the blood stuck to his brother was his own blood or the blood of those pursuers.

Behind them, Zhuo Lingying's hands were tied with black iron chains. Ma Xiaochuan shouted, "Sister Ying, is Brother Lang okay? Are you okay?"

When he shouted, his voice was choked again. Ai Wanxin leaned back half an inch. If someone didn't know, they would have thought that they had done something to him.

Zhuo Lingying raised her head and shook her head with a complicated expression. Before Ma Xiaochuan could shout again, Pei Junlin reached out and grabbed her collar, and appeared on the roof in the blink of an eye.

Ma Xiaochuan just saw the blond man disappear from the rooftop in a flash, and he thought he was dazzled. Now the man suddenly appeared in front of him again, and he screamed in fright.

Tuoba Qiong scolded coldly: "Shut up."

Pei Junlin smiled at Ai Wanxin, then appeared downstairs again, bringing Yin Yanhan and the Iron Giant up with him.

Yin Yanhan released the iron giant's wrist. He Yang looked left and right, walked to the side and dug out a white foam box filled with soil from under the snow. He flipped his hand and poured the soil downstairs, then brought the foam box over and put it upside down on the iron giant's lower abdomen: "Manual mosaic."

Ma Xiaochuan didn't dare to shout anymore. He rushed to the side of the iron giant and wanted to reach out to feel if he was still breathing, but his hands were so frozen that he had no feeling. He had no choice but to put his cheek against his chest, but was frozen by the extremely warm iron armor on his body and let out a cry.

Zhuo Lingying frowned and said, "Brother Lang is fine, he just fainted."

I was knocked unconscious by the black-haired man in front of me...

She had never seen anyone who could stop Lang Ge after his transformation. Who were these people? Were they friends or enemies?

Her mind raced. It seemed that they were not the city lord's men, otherwise he would have killed them long ago.

Since they are not the city lord's men, can we use them to counterattack the old city?

Before she could figure out how to persuade him, Ai Wanxin and Yin Yanhan looked at each other. Seeing him nod slightly, she knew that he already knew the whole story. She didn't bother to argue and said, "Let's go."

Zhuo Lingying hurriedly said: "You can't just leave like this!"

Ai Wanxin turned around and jumped from the third floor, using her actions to tell her whether they could leave or not.

Tuoba Qiong followed closely behind, Pei Junlin put his hand on Yin Yanhan's shoulder and disappeared from the spot in an instant. He Yang stayed at the end. He stepped on the floor under his feet and heard a series of loud noises from downstairs, and sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground and people crying out "ouch, ouch" came from below.

He smiled slightly and said, "Everyone is downstairs. Oh, by the way, I recommend a book, "The Island of Flames", which talks about street fighting. You can study it when you have time."

After saying that, he took off from the spot and chased after Ai Wanxin.

Ma Xiaochuan and Zhuo Lingying looked at He Yang flying in front of them in shock. Ma Xiaochuan said blankly: "Who are they...?"

After getting away from the narrow alley and small building where the fierce battle had just taken place, the group found an empty hut. Ai Wanxin asked, "Brother Han, what's going on with them?"

Yin Yanhan said in a deep voice: "Frost City was built on the mountain, and the new city is located at a lower level. It suffered heavy losses during the flood. After the mutation occurred, the city was in great chaos."

"Qin Tianlang, the Iron Giant, stabilized the situation with a guide named Sheng Xiuming and established a base in the old city on Lingdian Mountain."

"Not long after, Sheng Xiuming suddenly claimed that an oracle appeared in the long-abandoned Resurrection Hall on the top of Lingdian Mountain. The oracle said that all the dead people were not really dead, but just had accidents due to physical mutations. One day they can be resurrected."

"Qin Tianlang thought he was crazy, or maybe he wanted to create a god through the theory of gods and ghosts and make a career in the chaotic times. The two of them had a fierce conflict. Finally, after Sheng Xiuming began to sacrifice living people, Qin Tianlang left the old city with those who did not believe in this "oracle."

"Since they left, people have been entering the old city but not leaving. Qin Tianlang didn't go far either. He has been hiding in the new city, trying every way to bring people out of the old city who want to leave."

"The former brothers turned against each other and it became a life-and-death relationship."

"That has nothing to do with us." Ai Wanxin murmured, "We need to figure out the matter of this oracle, but we can put it off for a while and go find the remains of the Frozen Nebula first."

"Sweetheart..." He Yang looked at the snow outside the window, which seemed to stop at some point, and said hesitantly, "Why did the snow stop?"