MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 77v3 Do you know his affection

The snow-capped mountains on the horizon have been covered by howling wind and snow for many years. The wind and snow dance wildly, but the mountains are silent. From time to time, there is a faint white air that soars straight up, connecting with the roaring wind tunnel in the sky.

Although it is midsummer now, the snow on the top of the mountain has not yet melted. A large row of faint footprints meandered down, and was immediately covered by the fresh snow that shook off the clothes.

There are some small villages scattered at the foot of the mountain, where people fleeing refugees have gradually gathered at the foot of the mountain for many years. This "mysterious" mountain is a place that ordinary people dare not come to. Therefore, it has given people a lot of shelter and gradually gathered into villages.

The people in the small village heard a large number of strange noises from the mountain early this morning, which surprised them. For so many years on the mountain, they could only see faint shadows like gods coming and going, and there had never been such a noise.

Did the gods from the mountain come down?

The villagers couldn't help but put on their clothes to look at it. They walked to the window and looked at the snow-capped mountain. Everyone couldn't help opening their mouths with an "ah", and their eyes were filled with horror.

That horror has been permanently written in my eyes since then, and can never be erased.

The wind whizzed past, and the new snow fell rustlingly under the midsummer sun.

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Seven or eight hours later, several figures flashed, and Murong Zhen appeared at the entrance of the small village.

Of course, there are many ways to enter the snow-capped mountains. Walking from the village is the most eye-catching and the least safe way. Generally, people on the snow-capped mountains will choose to go in and out quietly at night only if they need to pass through large objects.

He wanted to lure Gong Yin into the snow mountain, so of course he didn't want to reveal the secret road to the snow mountain.

However, today's small village is very strange, dead silent, and there is a faint strange smell floating in the village.

Murong Zhen and his companions were hunted down all the way, exhausted and hurt, they had already lost their keen senses, they quickly passed over the roofs of the village, one of his subordinates was seriously injured, he leaned over while flying, and broke through the thatched hut He thought that the villagers would be shouting and cursing, but there was no sound. This person felt strange, so he couldn't help looking down through the hole.

At this glance, he felt cold all over.

Under the roof, the family of three huddled together by the window, staring and opening their mouths, their bodies stiffened. There was still a horrified look on his face, but his breath had already been cut off.

The faint frost color between the brows of the corpse is the sign of the Xueshan people's attack.

Murong Zhen also saw this scene, and was startled. He quickly walked around the whole village, trampled on all the roofs he passed, and finally confirmed that everyone in this village had died.

This change shocked him—the people in the snow-capped mountains regard all beings as ants, and don't bother to attack civilians. What's going on now?

On the ground in the village, there are deep ruts and many strange footprints. It seems that many people and things have passed by.

Some of those footprints were deep on one side and shallow on the other, some had only one side, and some were human footprints on one side and paw prints on the other.

There are more traces of people who are very light, and their lightness skills are extremely good.

Murong Zhen stared at those footprints and suddenly remembered Xu Pingran's "Extreme Project" for so many years.

Ambitious Xu Pingran, taking advantage of the location and resources of Xueshan, has been cultivating new disciples of Xueshan in a way that almost challenges the limit for many years. After rigorous training and testing, the number of disciples who finally entered the inner sect was less than one-third of what it was thirty years ago. There are also a large number of disciples who disappeared and died. No one knows where they went.

Now, these people...

Murong Zhen had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still couldn't believe that Xu Pingran, who kept a low profile on the mountain and never went down the mountain, would really go down the mountain.

He was hunted down all the way, and he didn't know the news of the national teacher's ascension to the throne.

Now that he had reached the snow mountain pass and there was no way out, he gritted his teeth and led the rest of his subordinates into the mountain. Just as he took a step into the snow mountain, a cyan mist shot out from his hand and shot straight to the top of the snow mountain.

This is the "enemy coming" notice.

The snow-capped mountains are quiet in the snow and fog.

Another figure flashed, and Gong Yin appeared in the village, looking down at those marks.

He looked at it very carefully, and then said: "The pen and ink are waiting for you."

Behind him, several capable men immediately took out special pens and inks that could be used at any time.

"Xu Pingran has already gone down the mountain, taking away almost all the elites of Snow Mountain," Gong Yin looked down at Yinzi, "Fifty secret crossbow chariots in Ji Xueshan..."

The spider webs looked at the mark and counted it, and there were only five.

"The rest were carried on the shoulders." Gong Yin pointed to a few particularly deep footprints.

Everyone was stunned, and someone asked: "How much does this car weigh?"

"Three thousand catties, it can be disassembled, but when Xu Pingran transported it away, it was in a complete state." Gong Yin said lightly, "Record."

The subordinates scribbled and recorded, with a shocked expression—can you carry three thousand catties on your shoulders and go a long way? What kind of Hercules is this? It is not uncommon for one or two such Hercules to appear, but dozens of them?

"This car can be disassembled into three cars, and the three cars can be dispatched in turn. One car is attacking, the other is defending, and the other is galloping. It is extremely fast, and it has both snow bombs and mine bombs. The bottom drawer has a space of one foot, which is usually used to store Ammunition, but beware, it can sometimes be used for manning."

"It's so small, how can you pretend to be a person?" Someone raised an objection.

Gong Yin glanced at him lightly, "Cut off your limbs, that's fine."

The man shivered in shock, wanted to make a joke, but suddenly felt that this was not a joke, and couldn't help shivering again.

"There are seven types of people." Gong Yin said again, then waved his hands and said, "You guys, go after Murong Zhen. Try to keep him away from these imprinted areas."

A few spider webs heard the sound and went into the snow mountain area, being careful not to mess up the traces on the ground.

The rest of the people were thinking, what is the meaning of the sentence "there are seven kinds of people" just now? Aren't people just people? Where did it come from?

Therefore, no one noticed that Gong Yin's waving gesture was slightly stiff.

"The first type, sword man." Gong Yin stared intently at the imprint on the ground, leaned slightly, and looked all the way over. The spider web responsible for recording behind him did not dare to miss a word.

"This kind of person should have buried sword energy in his body, so that he walks at an extremely fast pace, and there are traces of radiation on all sides of his footprints." Gong Yin said, "He doesn't need to shoot, as long as he enters a certain area, everyone nearby will die."

Everyone gasped.

"That's not invincible." Someone was shocked.

"If the sword is used too much, it will break and become rough." Gong Yin's expression didn't seem to care. It will be a great blow to morale, this will be Xu Pingran's vanguard, let her be careful."

"yes."

"The second type," Gong Yin slowly bent down again to see a half-footprint and half-pawprint trace, a look of disgust flashed across his brows, as if he saw the most disgusting thing in the world.

"Beast species." He said lightly, "it should belong to the blood of humans and animals. Xu Pingran must have found a beast species that can coexist with human blood after so many years of failure. It is number one in the world, and has no humanity. Once it is shot, it will definitely fight to the death. In addition, there may be some unexpected changes due to the fusion of human and animal blood."

The spider web wrote down one by one.

Gong Yin didn't straighten his waist, but maintained that weird posture, watching all the way.

On the snow mountain, Murong Zhen felt that someone behind him had already entered the snow mountain, so he ran faster. He did not expect that the master was still behind, slowly thinking about the traces of Xu Pingran's descent.

"The third type," Gong Yin said slowly, "straw people."

There was a shallow trace on the ground, which didn't look like footprints, but rather a piece of brush dragged by it.

"The names of these Snow Mountain Raiders are really interesting." A spider web laughed, "Bitch, bastard, fuck."

Everyone laughed heartily. Gong Yin is a cold but not indifferent master. The spider webs respect him like a god, but they don't keep silent.

"Because these people can no longer be considered human beings." Gong Yin said calmly, "For example, in order to pursue speed and lightness, a lot of bones in the human body have been removed. They may not be able to stand or even walk, but they can use various Weird poses, appearing anywhere. For example, the ammunition box within a foot of the ballista."

Everyone suddenly felt a sharp pain in their bones, as if they had been picked out by a sharp knife.

"Pervert!" Someone scolded angrily.

"These weird arms, placed on the battlefield, will definitely make people suffer a lot at the beginning."

The spider webs looked at their master silently, and suddenly understood why they could have killed Murong Zhen long ago, but the master would rather not heal his wounds, exhaust his energy, and hang on to the other party's intentions all the way.

What he wanted was that Murong Zhen was chased to nowhere and had no choice but to return to the snow-capped mountains. However, when Murong Zhen entered the mountain and Xu Pingran descended, he would only choose to pass through the village, and he would definitely kill all the villagers. He followed all the way here , just for this moment, to report the most important military situation to Dige Battlefield.

Gong Yin was still bending forward, his long hair fell down, and it was crystal clear and silvery in the sunlight.

Since that day when the pond was besieged, he rose from the water with a needle, his black hair completely turned silvery white, like the eternal moonlight, illuminating the night.

The spider webs suddenly looked back in the direction of Di Ge in silence.

He abandoned the throne of the country for you, he suffered the suffering of the world for you, he fought against the world's heroes for you, and he gave birth early for you.

Queen, do you know?

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Gong Yin walked all the way, looked slowly all the way, and gave an overview of the characteristics of the seven different people, then sealed the letter with wax paint, handed it to a spider web, and immediately sent it back to Dige.

Along the way, Gong Yin has already arranged a secret hidden pile that no one can think of, which can ensure that the letter can be sent back extremely quickly and safely.

"My lord," a spider asked puzzledly, "Although you analyzed most of Xu's strength to the queen, you didn't seem to tell her the solution."

Gong Yin seemed to be still studying the marks on the ground, and waved his hand to signal everyone to move forward. When everyone passed in front of him, he said lightly: "She doesn't need me to help her every step of the way. From now on, it's her who wins and loses. It's my business."

The spider webs nodded in sympathy, but they didn't hear the faint desolation of these words.

Gong Yin slowly stood up.

Everyone was in front of him, and the posture in which he got up at this time revealed a little difficulty. His posture seemed to be particularly stiff. After maintaining the half-squat position for a long time, his knees, waist, and elbows on his legs all trembled. Subtle rattling sounds like aging joints.

He stood up very slowly, but after getting up, he still stood up straight.

"Boom." With a sound, a silver light suddenly popped out from his elbow, and he copied it.

It was a tiny speck of silver substance, shining brightly in the slightly sweaty palm.

The skin of the elbow that was cut by the silver light leaked a slight trace of blood, light red, and then the wound congealed, as if the blood in his body was running out.

Before the spiderwebs sensed that something was wrong and turned around, he had already put down his sleeves and looked up at the snow fog that was always lingering on the top of the mountain.

"Let's go. Do our last thing."

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