Big Moon Ballad

"This is……"

Zhao Guang looked at the water getting closer and closer in the distance, his eyes wide open in shock.

Less than a hundred feet away, a large body of water suddenly appeared. It was more like a sea than a lake. At a glance, you couldn't see the other side of the lake, only the vast expanse of water.

"Is this..."

When Zhao Guang was studying the map of Xirong before, he once saw a large body of water in the north of the desert.Because the maps circulated by Xirong were not accurate, and most locations were only marked with approximate locations, he never expected to encounter this place at the moment of escaping.

"What place is this?" Ji Ange had never seen such a big lake in Xirong, and his shock covered up his fear.

"This is the Black Lake," Zhao Guang smiled bitterly, "It's also called the North Sea."

This is the largest and deepest lake in the Far North. Because it is so big, the ancients thought they were seeing the sea when they first encountered it.

It is said that there is no way to stop a man, but now it is God who wants to stop him.

When Zhao Guang saw this lake called the Sea of ​​Death on the map, he still couldn't understand it.But now when he saw this body of water and felt the cold wind and strange air hovering above it, he suddenly understood.

In a water-scarce place like the grassland, the lake was originally a place where all living things could live. However, this large and scary lake has swallowed up countless lives. According to ancient records, there are countless undercurrents in this lake, and there are even weak things that can prevent people from floating up. There are countless corpses at the bottom of the lake.

As they got closer to the lake, the wild horse under Zhao Guang and Ji Ange neighed shrilly, slowed down, and refused to go any further no matter how hard it was beaten.

Is this destiny?
Zhao Guang closed his eyes, tightened the reins, and dismounted.

He hugged Ji Ange down, then cut off the reins on the horse's neck with a sword, and clapped his hands, "Go ahead."

The gray horse looked back at him, a sad look in its eyes, and then ran away.

Zhao Guang held Ji Ange's hand in one hand and the long sword in the other. With his back to the lake, he silently looked at the large amounts of dust rising in the night ahead.

The cavalry of thousands of people approached with smoke and dust. It seemed that they realized that the two men were desperate, and the cavalry stopped shooting arrows.

Ji Ange glanced sideways at the people around her. Perhaps because she was too nervous, perhaps because the situation in front of her was beyond her ability to understand, but she felt inexplicably not afraid.

"Aren't we going to jump back?" Ji Ange asked softly.

Zhao Guang asked, "Do you know how to swim?"

Ji Ange shook his head, "Sorry, I've burdened you again."

Regardless of whether Zhao Guang knows water or not, earth-level practitioners will not drown in water.If it weren't for her, Zhao Guangda could have chosen to jump into the lake and escape.

"It's useless even if you know how to do it," Zhao Guang smiled, "This lake is also called the Sea of ​​Death. Even if a cultivator with a higher level jumps in, his body will be gone."

"good."

An old voice came from a distance, "I didn't expect that any Central Plains people would know about the Sea of ​​Death."

Zhao Guang was startled when he heard this voice.Just because this person spoke the Chinese dialect.

He and Ji Ange spoke in the Central Plains dialect, which was impossible for Xirong people to understand. The being in the distance not only understood it, but also responded to him in the Central Plains dialect!
Zhao Guang's eyes widened suddenly and he looked in the direction of the sound. Among the countless rattled cavalry, he saw a high-roofed carriage.

That sound came from that carriage!
Many cavalrymen guarded the carriage, as if an extremely important person was sitting in the carriage.

This scene is very unusual. Xirong people grew up on horses and looked down upon people who couldn't ride horses. Only the elderly and sick would ride in cars.Such people will also be treated as useless trash and not respected.

But the person sitting in the car at this time seemed to be respected by all the cavalry.

Zhao Guang couldn't help but hold his breath.Even though he was hundreds of feet away, he could feel the extremely strong aura of a practitioner from this person.This man is no ordinary practitioner.

Zhao Guang's teeth chattered, "Great witch?"

There are actually wizards from Xirong in this royal army?
The Great Witch of Xirong is a very special existence among Xirong practitioners. He has many special abilities and usually follows King Zhai.By analogy, it is like a national advisor belonging to every King Zhai.

There is a witch here, which means that the Tenth King Zhai is also here?

The sky turned white, and the smoke and dust raised by the cavalry also settled down. Zhao Guang opened his eyes wide and finally saw the group of people in front of him clearly.

This pair of cavalry is divided into three parts: the front, middle and back. The light cavalry is at the front, which should be the reconnaissance force. The middle part is wearing heavy armor and is the personal troops around King Zhai. Following at the back is the convoy, pulling many large cages. .

There are many beasts and many naked slaves in the cage.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Guang's breathing quickened.

He understood everything.

He and Ji Ange bumped into King Zhai's safari force.

It was rumored that King Shizhai loved hunting, especially hunting living humans. It turned out that the rumors were true.

"Yes, I didn't meet a fool this time."

A paunchy Xirong nobleman with a crown of animal hair and feathers rode out of the middle group on horseback. When he saw Zhao Guang and Ji Ange standing by the lake, his face trembled with joy, and he said to the people in the carriage beside him, " The crazy woman I met last time just jumped into the black lake."

Last time?A crazy woman jumping into a black lake?

Zhao Guang was taken aback.

Doesn't this mean Ying Baoyue?
"No wonder there has been so much chaos recently. It turns out that there are cultivators from the Central Plains running to the north one after another." The Tenth King of Zhai fell on Ji Ange and narrowed his eyes. "Why don't you run away? It's a bit boring."

"Your Highness, do you want to capture him alive?"

There were cavalry around who came forward and asked King Zhai.

King Shizhai casually drew his bow and set a ringing arrow, "The woman will stay, the man will shoot her, and the body will be fed to the wolves."

Zhao Guang's pupils shrank. If he was the ambitious King Zhai, he would definitely capture the Central Plains cultivator and torture him at this time.But this King of Shizhai didn't care at all. He just wanted to kill. He was a guy who only wanted to guard his fiefdom and live in luxury.

The wheels behind the large cages filled with slaves behind this man were soaked with human blood.Killing people like wild beasts like this, people who are used to killing and killing people on weekdays may also attack the people around them at any time.

Zhao Guang had countless thoughts running through his mind in an instant, but before he had time to think about it, King Shizhai drew his bow string, and all the cavalry in the guard around him immediately bent their bows and cocked arrows, like well-trained livestock.

Hundreds of bows were all pointed at Zhao Guang, and the blood in Ji Ange's body stopped flowing.

Time also seemed to have stopped.

But time doesn't stop.

Seeing Zhao Guang standing there not escaping, a dull light flashed in the eyes of the Tenth King Zhai, but his hand did not stop because of this.

Anyway, to him there is no difference between shooting a person and shooting a rabbit.

"Di!"

Accompanied by the sharp sound of Mingdi, countless feather arrows flew towards Zhao Guang!