"What do you think"

"I think this old man has watched too many mainland dramas."

"I think so too, don't let it go, listen to him first."

"Yeah~"

As a veteran materialist warrior, Shanying and Lengshu have automatically attributed Lao Zhuo's words to myths and legends.

...

"The prince led his army to chase the deep Kunlun Mountains and found the princess in a beautiful paradise. The general fought to protect him, but eventually died in battle because he was outnumbered."

"At this moment, the princess opened the box that was originally used to decorate with tears in her eyes. There was a red stone inside. A strange fragrance came, and the dead general suddenly resurrected and killed the prince and all his army."

"From then on, the princess died alone in that paradise."

"What a sad story, but Lao Zhuo, do you think there is any connection between this story and this group of gangsters?"

"Of course there is a connection. This group of people actually want to find the paradise hidden in Kunlun Mountain and get the red stone in the princess's hand that can make people resurrect from the dead."

"This is too incredible~"

"Brother, please correct your attitude~"

Leng Tsui and Shan Ying obviously had a playful expression, and Hua Zhuo's translation was a little unhappy.

"Okay, tell your dad to drive the flock back and then take a few days off. Someone will definitely give an explanation for your uncle's affairs."

Everything was arranged, Leng Tsu was about to get on the road ahead of time, Erbai only knew the route before Ming Kun left, and he had to follow him as soon as possible. One all-terrain ATV had arrived, which was just enough to deal with the heavy snow weather.

Be careful on the way, my brothers and I will always be following you ten kilometers behind you. If you encounter an emergency, you don’t need to ask for instructions. You can make your own decision.

"Okay, what are Lao Zhuo talking about so excited?"

Leng Tsu really didn't understand why this old man was so persistent.

"Who knows, maybe we were not very happy after hearing his story, or maybe our younger brother was stimulated by being killed here, so we can only cultivate for a few days."

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

With enough power, the ATV roared towards the higher and farther places of Kunlun Mountain. He was well-equipped and physically strong, and could face it calmly no matter what situation he encountered.

"Shanying, Lao Zhuo is so excited that the brothers can't stand it anymore."

"First stuff it into the car and send it home to rest, and then talk about the flock."

"yes."

With Shanying's order, Lao Zhuo, who was dancing and dancing, was forcibly stuffed into the pickup truck, and no matter how Hua Zhuo persuaded him, it would be useless.

"This old man is in such a good physical condition, and he almost knocked down."

"This is someone who has lived in high altitudes for many years. If you fight alone, no one here will be his opponent."

"Hua Zhuo, keep your dad safe, let's go~"

"You don't know what you want to go across. Come back, Huaer, tell them not to chase after you~"

"Dad, stop talking, no one will believe your story."

"Daughter, don't you believe me either?"

"I believe, I definitely believe that our family is the descendant of a soldier who was knocked out of the prince's army. You have said hundreds of things wrong, and I definitely believe that, but these big brothers of the soldiers cannot believe it. They only believe that the guns in their hands can solve the gangsters.

"The guns definitely cannot solve the problem, because they are not only facing the problems of the gangsters."

"Okay, let's go back first. I believe that brothers will bring back good news soon so that my uncle can rest in peace."

Hua Zhuo is also a person who has been to high school and is skeptical about his father's words. The only thing that can be proved is the cold scimitar hidden in the house.

My dad said that this was the prince's knife taken away by the ancestors when they woke up and fled the scene. However, the flower table was still believed or not, because things from a thousand years ago could not be preserved so sharply.

"You unfilial daughter, shut up and tell you again..."

The next period of time was spent in a special language quarrel between father and daughter, and the soldiers driving were relieved.

...

The hostages have been successfully rescued, and there is a dedicated person to take charge of the aftermath, and the enemy is still at large. They must punish them as soon as possible.

The ATV was moving along the slope, four sturdy tires were whimpering in the snow, carrying cold thorns all the way forward.

After driving about twenty kilometers, a snowy body soared upward appeared in front of him. The snow seemed to be a little smaller, but the snow that had not melted all year round would be without a surprise. No matter what kind of car it was, it would be impossible to continue driving up.

"What a terrifying Xueya, no wonder this place is called the forbidden zone of life, but then again, since there is only one road in this mountain range, cars can only reach here at most, what about Mingkun's car?"

The snow was getting smaller and smaller, and the sun seemed to show its head. Cold thorn parked the small ATV and checked around. Finally, the rear reflective strips covered with snow were seen below the cliff on the left.

"The car also pushed off the cliff. It seems that they don't plan to return here. If they hadn't met Hua Zhuo, they really don't know how long it would take to find the hostages, let alone chase them here."

There was endless snow on his face. After Leng Thorn brought all the equipment, he resolutely stepped on it. He would catch up with the enemy one second earlier. He had to take advantage of the good weather to advance in many places.

After walking for a day, the cold thorns only entered the snowy area less than seven kilometers. At least half of the distance ahead could pass through the snow-covered area, but he really couldn't hold on. Moreover, it was already late, and no matter whether it was internal or external, it could not satisfy it, so he found a group of rocks protruding from the snow surface and built a single soldier tent, preparing to rest for one night and continue moving forward tomorrow morning.

Almost as he stepped on the steps of the cold thorn, the Mountain Eagle Squad cleared out a piece of snow and built a camp. At such a high altitude, he ran around for a day and a night, and the brothers were so tired.

...

Nine people set out on the road, and when they passed through the snowy snow, they had already turned into eight people. One of them was buried several meters deep by Ming Kun due to severe altitude sickness. He originally wanted to shoot him directly, but Dan said that shooting might cause an avalanche, which turned into burying him alive.

"Garcia, are you okay?"

"Dan shuts your dog's mouth and I'm fine."

He just killed someone who was not good enough. Dan said this now, just to ask for scolding.

"Uh, I didn't mean that, you misunderstood."

"What do you mean?"

After passing through the snow, a big downward wave followed by a fast progress. The team made a quick progress until they were preparing to go uphill again and they were resting in the open area between the two large slopes. It was already late at this time, and such high-altitude mountains were not suitable for marching at night.

(End of this chapter)

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