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The first thousand two hundred and ninety-seven chapters

The harsh environment on the surface of the Forgotten Land is by no means something humans can bear. In fact, there is really no known creature on Earth.

Here, the maximum temperature during the day can reach a high temperature of nearly 70 degrees. It is not an exaggeration to steam a person. The most outrageous thing is that the temperature will suddenly drop before midnight, comparable to the temperature in the hinterland of Siberia, with a temperature of more than 70 degrees below zero, which is desperate.

No one knows why there is such an extreme temperature difference between day and night here, because it is already a forgotten place.

However, everything always has a glimmer of hope. The only chance here is the three days at a specific time of each year. During these three days, the temperature difference between day and night will be greatly reduced. Although it is unbearable for ordinary people, if the willpower is firm enough and the physical strength is excellent enough, you can survive it.

And now it is the beginning of this three-day glimmer of hope.

Qin Dahai wants to take advantage of these three days to arrive at the dark cave.

It is normal for three days, but compared to any other area, it is still bad, so people don’t want to stay for a moment. After only less than a kilometer, they obviously feel the irritable factors in the air constantly wandering. They are like red-burned blades, and the feeling of scraping on the skin is enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime.

So, the brocade robe on his body is incompatible with water and fire, and the mask can also protect his face, which undoubtedly speeds up his actions.

And until after midnight.

He had rushed into dozens of kilometers, and the temperature suddenly dropped. The originally hot air almost turned into a biting cold air in an instant. The cold wind continued to sweep. Qin Dahai obviously felt that his naked ears were about to freeze. He kept circulating the true energy in his body to resist the cold air outside.

This cold wind is strange.

Always letting the intruders face each other, no matter which direction they are facing, it seems to be about to cut off all the life paths of a person.

In this environment, you must never stop, otherwise once your will fade, you will be really lost here.

The Black Cave is north of the abdomen of this barren land. Qin Dahai chose to enter the location closest to this place, but it still has to travel faster than three days. Ten hours after he entered, the cold wind has gradually subsided, almost in the blink of an eye, with the heat coming to his head.

The sun in the sky seemed to be about to land here, and it was a powerful version of the Flame Mountain.

He kept his breathing as smooth as possible, and each inhalation was only a small mouthful, otherwise his lungs would be really hot and uncomfortable.

After cursing about this damn ghost place, he could only bite the bullet and continue moving forward.

Until the third day.

He had forgotten how long he had been here, but he felt that it was very long. It was generally like this. However, he could also estimate that he was very close to the dark cave. He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. He saw two black shadows walking leisurely in the temperature of about 60 degrees.

It was indeed a stroll because they looked very leisurely.

Wrapped in a black robe, it is impossible to tell the difference between men and women. The scenery under the hood occasionally comes into view, which is also a mask like the night star and night spirit that used to be.

"It's interesting." The black shadow on the left suddenly stopped. He was quiet. If it weren't for sight, he would have thought it was just a stone. His voice was very old and hoarse: "I felt the breath of an acquaintance."

"Lord Night King." The black shadow on the right stood behind the side and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back."

The Night King laughed strangely and said, "Ye Yu, did you remember unpleasant memories?"

The black shadow of Ye Yu trembled slightly.

The aura that originally did not exist suddenly appeared, but disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Ye Yu didn't say anything.

Lord Ye said, "After all, he is his successor. If we don't take special care of him, how can we repay his favor? Don't kill him?"

"Affect the order."

Ye Yu responded.

Then the whole person disappeared without a trace.

The Night King glanced at Qin Dahai who was still moving forward, then turned around and left here, and soon disappeared from Qin Dahai's vision.

"Are people from the underground survivors?" Qin Dahai thought to himself: "It is worthy of being a race that has lived here for more than 800 years. At this time, I guess he is planning to come out to bask in the sun?"

He didn't even want to look up at the scorching sun, he shook his neck and was about to catch up with the black shadow that left.

But at this moment.

He suddenly felt his legs numb, and a strong sense of danger swept over his head at this time. He didn't expect a very embarrassed donkey to roll and avoid it. Then he turned around and slapped it out one after another with his palms, smashing it out one after another.

But the energy broke into nothing and there was no figure around.

This was in broad daylight. Although there were some wild stones around him that could cover him, he could not detect anyone's breath at all, but there was a scar on his right leg.

"Oh shit."

He cursed inwardly.

Pay attention to the surroundings vigilantly.

But it was still quiet, and sweat had already flowed without realizing it. He felt a little dry and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Wait for half an hour later.

He was just continuing to move, but as soon as he moved, he was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in his position, holding a black ring-headed knife in his hand.

"Leave! Or die!" Ye Yu's voice was filled with warnings.

Qin Dahai secretly moved his true energy, and his dry throat made his voice sound hoarse: "Since I'm here, I'll either die or go in."

Ye Yu moved slightly.

The whole person appeared behind Qin Dahai like teleportation.

But Qin Dahai was already prepared for a long time. He shook a flying knife with his right hand, then his toes lit up, and his body moved forward like lightning. Then the knife was thrown out. Ye Yu did not move at all, allowing the knife to pass through his body, but just as soon as he passed, he disappeared again.

"There is no breath, and the underground clan is indeed well-known." Qin Dahai murmured.

The previous Ye Ling and Ye Xing were like babies in front of this underground survivor.

However, as he disappeared, he did not appear again until the night, but Qin Dahai became more and more vigilant. While resisting the cold, he stared around. Once there was any wrong movement, he would stop and observe carefully.

call.

A slight movement rang behind him.

Qin Dahai raised his spirits, his face under the mask was extremely solemn. He looked around, but he still didn't see Ye Yu appear.

"Believe in your eyes so much? Don't you know that here, eyes are just a burden?" Ye Yu's voice suddenly rang.
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