Chapter 342 (1/2)
”The cold fog of kurkuo Valley has disappeared?”
Across the ocean in the United States, a man with curly hair and a crooked nose asked on the phone.
His eyes almost narrowed when he heard the affirmative answer from the opposite side.
After licking his lips, the man continued to ask, ”have they gone?”
”It's not difficult to see the importance of the snow lotus king to the man with a crooked nose.
Hang up the phone, hook nose man went to the window, looking at the northwest coast. Alaska's spring is like taking things, the environment is cold and gray, lifeless.
A row of white painted buildings stood alone to the south of the coastline, and from time to time there was a shrill and helpless cry.
This cry, even the seabirds do not want to hear, far away.
……
Back to Tianshan.
Yu Bing is still comfortable lying in the cave, baking a very prosperous fire, he is not worried.
Luwu Yueliang's current situation is that his strength is constantly declining. Yu Bing wants to drag this woman as far as possible without threat.
However, on the surface, Yu Bing did not dare to delay. He could only find reasons to delay.
Just now, for example, Luwu Yueliang wanted to take Yu Bing to find the person who could cure the disease in his body.
But Yu Bing, who is willing to promise, refuses to let Lu Wu Yue Liang carry him, and gives himself a reason why he will feel dizzy and can't find the direction.
Luwu Yueliang couldn't help this half dead guy, and he couldn't carry him on his back. When he tried to knock Yu Bing unconscious, Yu Bing gave him an acceptable solution.
”Poop
A huge piece of wood was thrown into the cave and hit the ground, sparking sparks more than one meter high.
”Lying trough!”
When Yu Bing was sleeping soundly with his hands behind his head, he was frightened by the sudden movement.
Seeing the round wood lying in front of his eyes, Yu Bing looked up at Luwu Yueliang, who had just entered the cave. It was obvious that the tree had just been cut by Luwu Yueliang, with some snow stains on it.
”Come on, what kind of sledge do you want?”
When the sword was inserted into the wood, the moon in the reed house was even paler, and her face was still the same coldness.
Yu Bing drew the corner of his mouth and sat up, thinking how this woman is so fierce.
He coughed, pretending to be weak. Yu Bing sat up, picked up a torch from the side of the fire, and squatted in front of the thick wood to sketch.
It has to be said that Yu Bing has some talent in painting, and it looks good. In a short time, most of the sledges were painted by Yu Bing.
”Well, that's what I want.”
Yu Bing threw away the stick and clapped his hands.
”Good.”
After a light word, the sword in Luwu Yueliang's hand suddenly burst out a light light, and then the wood was disintegrated one by one under the incredible eyes of the soldiers.