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    Ice sculptures, comic books, red in a wooden barrel, sincere confrontation, and the howling winter wind outside the window, all catalyze the ambiguity.

    Rong Yue felt that his brain was about to melt, and he slowly closed his eyes.

    Tianyang's strong arms rested on his sides.

    "My name is Rong Yue. Two words."

    Tian Yang's heart moved slightly, and he read it out hoarsely.

    "Rongyue."

    "Um."

    Rong Yue smiled relievedly and extinguished the holy light.

    Just as they were slowly approaching each other...

    "belch!"

    A burst of fire flashed inexplicably!

    Rong Yue's angle was just enough to see the fireball at the foot of the bed, he was so frightened that he sat up and slammed into Tian Yang's head!

    "..." Rong Yue covered her head, tears were about to fall, and it took a while to re-light the holy light. The two put on their clothes and got out of bed, looking everywhere for what happened just now.

    "I really saw it!" Rong Yue emphasized: "A fire! Appeared out of thin air, disappeared out of thin air! Behind you! Could it be that your ability has been upgraded again?"

    Tian Yang's face was dark and he gritted his teeth: "It's definitely not me."

    "I also heard strange noises, like hiccups..."

    "There are only foxes here." Tianyang knelt down halfway, staring at the huddled fox: "Come out."

    Rong Yue, who had never heard of animals breathing fire, thought it was absurd, watching Tian Yang tugging at the fox's tail and picking it up again, she was innocent.

    "The scarf is not a monster? How could it be..."

    The fox hiccupped quickly, and a small cloud of orange flames sprayed into the air.

    Rong Yue, who was quickly slapped in the face: "..."

    Rong Yue took it, Tian Yang's psychological quality is really good. It has only been so long since I came to this world, and I feel that my worldview has been challenged, but Tianyang has lived for so many years, but he is actually very calm.

    But when you think about it, it's not that weird.

    If there are sacrifices, there will be demons, so if there are beasts, there should be... divine beasts?

    It's just that the flow of news in this continent is slow, and even if someone has seen it, at first glance, they think it is an ordinary animal. If there is no interaction with people, there is no news.

    This fox is really lucky.

    "Scarf." Rong Yue raised its front paws in a complicated mood: "What else would you do besides breathing fire?"

    Tian Yang's face was dark: "I still urinate everywhere."

    Rong Yue: "..."

    Blizzard is still falling, and in the next few days, the two continue to do what they need to do.

    When Tian Yang carved the staff, Rong Yue wrote plans and learned to cook.

    The progress of teaching Tianyang to read words has improved by leaps and bounds. The day before Blizzard stopped, Tianyang was able to read all his comics independently.

    Rong Yue's meal can finally be eaten...

    In the early morning of the next day, slept at the foot of the bed with scarf nestled in it, and fleshy body was curled up heavily, making Rongyue's feet a little numb.

    He opened his eyes and felt that the surroundings were a little unaccustomed to the silence, and suddenly realized that the whistling wind had stopped.

    Tian Yang's arm wrapped around him, Rong Yue moved with difficulty, and pushed his hand again: "Let go, the snow seems to have stopped."

    The snow did stop.

    Pushing the door open, the golden sunlight poured in, and the world was pure white.

    Xue was already thigh-high and blocked the door tightly, but fortunately, Tianyang had great strength and pushed it open abruptly.

    Someone in the tribe woke up and shouted excitedly: "The snow has stopped—"

    The coldest winter has passed, and the snow will gradually melt, and a new year will begin.

    The bark with the plan written on the table is illuminated by the sun.

    At the beginning of the new year, the first person who came to Rong Yue was Sang Lu.

    In the past ten days, she seemed to have figured out some things, and told Rong Yue everything she knew and experienced.

    The timing was very clever, and after listening to it, Rong Yue said, "You have helped a lot."

    Those murderers who killed the hive tribe were marked by wolf heads.

    I don't know if they are considered a "tribe", so let's call them the wolf head tribe for the time being.

    According to Sang Lu, they not only carried the wolf head wooden plaque, but also had wolf head tattoos on their bodies, all in prominent places.

    And on her way back from the Snowmelting Valley, she also saw such a person passing by in the forest.

    "I'm sorry." Sang Lu burst into tears.

    "I thought it was my delusion. Because I used to hallucinate seeing tattoos like this from time to time, and then I would collapse and faint, only to wake up and realize it wasn't true... This time, I thought it was my old problem. ."

    "If I'd known, I'd definitely, definitely have said it..."

    "sorry Sorry……"

    It's a pity that Sang Lu can't give more information besides the wolf head tattoo.

    She originally thought that after walking for more than half a year and crossing Xingye, she would never see them in her life. Who knew that escaping could not solve the problem.

    As for why they murdered, Sanglu couldn't give any decent reason. Only the reason she was spared was clear.

    "I have spots on my face, they say I'm a monster, and they say I don't kill monsters."

    Only kill, take pleasure in killing, and have a "don't kill monsters" manifesto.

    This is obviously not what normal human beings should do.

    What kind of tribe do these wolf-headed people like to choose?

    With just two cases, Rong Yue couldn't analyze more, but no matter what, the negotiation with the Ministry of Salt had to be stepped up.

    He called Baodi and Yunye alone to Xiaomulou.

    "Our caravan?"

    Yun Ye is already a Xingyue person who loves the tribe very much at this moment, and he is not stingy with information at all, and pours out all the affairs of the Yanbu.

    Although some information was already known from Bao Xing, Rong Yue still listened carefully.

    "Is the route taken by these caravans fixed every year?"

    Yun Ye said: "Almost, it's a familiar route. If you want to take an unfamiliar road, you will bring a stall to prevent accidents."

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