Chapter 1895 (1/2)

When the wheelchair rotates, Fang Yun's eyes sweep over the closed door, over one side of the wall, over the ice sculpture beside the wall, over the supporting column, and finally back to the door.

On the long corridor of the ice emperor palace and between the two rows of coiled dragon icicles, more than 700000 people looked to Fang Yun.

”Keep moving,” Fang Yun said.

Soldiers everywhere will give orders one after another, and the Terrans will move forward in an orderly manner.

The great Confucians and university scholars were scattered everywhere and guarded around.

The five headed demon king headed by Hu Li guarded Fang Yun, and two thousand star demon private soldiers lined up in neat formation to protect their moon emperor.

Yan ningxiao can give consideration to Fang Yun between Fang Yun and the Terran brigade.

Like the ice emperor palace, the whole corridor is made of strange ice.

In the ice layer on the roof, there was a brilliant light, as if a magical force was flowing.

The walls on both sides are full of wall carvings. Many scholars observe carefully as they move forward, and even people with profound paintings draw while walking, recording these exquisite works of art for the human race, hoping to leave something after death.

Two rows of coiled dragon icicles block the Terran from the walls on both sides and lead to the end of the corridor.

Since entering here, Fang Yun has been looking around, occasionally nodding slightly, and inferred a lot of useful information from the architectural style here.

Many ordinary people dare not even go out of the atmosphere. If the ice emperor palace is replaced with the same level of Terran architecture, it should at least be the former residence of Yasheng.

The team went all the way without any accident and successfully arrived at the end of the corridor. Some great Confucianism and university scholars went out to explore the way first, and then the leading troops went out of the corridor door.

Fang Yun was at the end of the team and was not in a hurry. He was still observing the corridor carefully, hoping to find more useful information.

For others, the corridor is just a passing place, but for the other party, it is a part of the ice emperor palace and the object of study.

After a long time, Hu Li whispered, ”Your Majesty, you are going to the cold ice wasteland.”

Fang Yun nodded gently, took back his eyes and looked forward.

At the end of the corridor is an arched gate. Through the gate, you can see that there is only a world of black and white.

In the distance, it was dark, and in the near distance, there was only white composed of snowflakes and cold ice.

The snowflakes outside the door fly like wild bees, and the wind is far greater than Fang Yun's imagination.

All Terrans stood in the strong wind and did not dare to face forward, or side, or simply back to the tuyere. Some thin people could not even stand still. Their bodies were constantly moved by the strong wind.

In the strong wind, many people are staggering, and a few people have broken their heads and are receiving medical treatment.

Sundries kept flying into the air, including fur, clothes, and even some baggage rolled quickly on the ground, attracting some people to catch up.

Almost all people's clothes were blowing, and only scholars of Hanlin or higher level would not be affected by the strong wind.

When the wheelchair left the corridor, Fang Yun officially entered the ice wasteland.

Fang Yun only felt that an evil wind was blowing on his face and he was almost to be blown away, but the next moment, the power inherited by the great scholar, Wen Xinglong Jue and the ancient demon loomed to curb the wind.

A bitter chill ignored Fang Yun's abilities and spread all over his body and bones in an instant.

Fang Yun could not help shivering and instinctively shrunk his neck.

This is not the normal dry and cold in the Shihan ancient land, but just like the wet and cold in the south of Shengyuan continent. The combination of humidity and cold makes Fang Yun feel that his clothes have completely lost the function of keeping warm. It is simply an iron sheet close to his body.