Chronicles of Primordial Wars

From the sea?

This Shao Xuan can't imagine, unless all the slave owners are mermaids, but this seems impossible, living in the desert for so many years, how could it be marine life? Even evolution takes a process.

After hearing the answer of the blind old slave, Shao Xuan's first reaction was disbelief, second reaction, or disbelief!

But the other side's face was serious, which left Shao Xuan helpless.

“What does it mean to come from the sea?” Shao Xuan asked.

Blind old slaves shook their heads, "I don't know, but I've heard some people say that slave owners come from over there. ”

Shao Xuan still had doubts about this and, thinking about it, asked the map of the old slave desert. The map that Su Gu showed Shao Xuan is not comprehensive. Shao Xuan hopes to see a more complete map here. After all, it is one of the three major cities. Can't there be even a whole map?

Old slaves don't know much about maps. In the early years, they were blind. Many of the things behind them were only remembered after listening to others read them. Drawings and so on are more difficult.

Although not remembered, the old slave knew the approximate location of the map, walked to the side of the stone shelf, raised his hand and drew a range, "It should be here, look for it.” He couldn't see, and he clearly remembered which piece of notebook he had placed.

Shao Xuan searched carefully and finally turned out several beast rolls like maps.

“This hasn't been moved in years, be careful.” The old slave said.

It is true that the age is long enough, even if the hide was carefully protected in the early stages, it is usually cared for, but the quality of the hide is not excellent, a little negligent and easily damaged.

The map painted on the hide roll is very brief and the scale is not good. It only shows the approximate location of the desert towns and some important places, while some painted dark on the side should be the sea.

Shao Xuan wrote them all down, which is why he put the map back.

After turning some more notebooks, Shao Xuan stopped.

Blind old slaves hold some handwriting and put it in the sun to prevent worm decay or mold, although he can't see it, but it's been a long time and it's not hard for him to feel the sun.

“If you have nothing else to do, get out of here as soon as possible.” The old slave said.

“Mmm." Shao Xuan didn't intend to stay long. There have been a lot of things going on in Xueyuan City lately. Later, things have changed. Shao Xuan intends to leave later.

“Don't wait until sunset, the palace will be more heavily defended than it is during the day.” The blind old slave said.

Shao Xuan's face changed. He really intends to wait for the sunset to move. I didn't expect this to happen in the Snow Plains Palace. Is it possible that Snow Plains King is often assassinated at night, so he will strengthen the defense at night?

No wonder that man and woman came out during the day, not at night.

“Okay.” Shao Xuan thanked the old slave, watching the old slave carefully move those notebooks with different materials.

Having listened to the old man before, he could hear that his views on the slave owners were not good, and even more admired the traitors of history. But the notebooks of these former slave owners are treasured. Associated with the endorsing talent of this person, in a more advanced era of peace, might be a learned talent.

Too bad.

“How can your eyes be blind?” After Shao Xuan asked, he felt very rude to ask the question, like revealing a scar.

Seeing the old slave, Shao Xuan tried to change the subject, but listened calmly to the old slave's tone: “When I was very young, I became a slave to the new Snow Plains King with others. On one occasion, I took a closer look at the notes in his hands. The king was in a bad mood and very angry, and I was punished. ”

The old slave remembered that when the king stabbed him in the eye, he threw him over to the stone room and said, "Don't you like watching? That's enough here! ”

The blind slave could not see the words on those notebooks, but he asked others to read them to him and to write down all the notebooks he had heard, carrying them on his back every day.

Shao Xuan heard the rumor again: Too bad.

Before leaving, Shao Xuan also intends to leave some herbal medicine, no physical fitness, but there are still some left to treat the trauma.

The old slave refused.

“You need it more.” The old slave said.

“You...” Shao Xuan looked at the sick old man, if he continued like this, not to mention the pain caused by the injury and illness, not for long.

“It's not much time anyway.” The old slave could see, waved his hand, "let's go. By the way, be careful with your nose. ”

“What is rhinorrhoea?” Shao Xuan asked.

“It is a desert animal domesticated by the city of Snow Plains, not large, hidden in the palace on weekdays, with a very sharp sense of smell and little ability to escape if not target.” The old slave said.

“When I dived into the palace, I never met him.” Shao Xuando.

Nor is it clear to the old slave that, after all, his range of activities ends just around the stone chamber where his notebook is placed, and everything else is heard.

“Perhaps the nostrils stay near the king's sleeping quarters.” The old slave said, "but you better be careful. ”

“Well, I know, don't worry.” Shao Xuan thanked him again and left the stone room.

After Shao Xuan left, the old slave sat quietly there, unable to see, but could feel the direction of the window, at which point he kept staring out the window.

His ancestors were slaves for generations, and his ancestors were kings' guards until his generation, when they were sent here to guard this large stone chamber. He remembers an old man who used to read his handwriting to him, and told him before he died that one day, this system would be replaced by another.

During this time, he couldn't get out, but he could feel the changes in Snowflake City's palace, he could infer a lot of things from other people's conversations, and he had a hunch that Snowflake City was dangerous!

He just spoke to Shao Xuan about "not much time”, not only about himself, but also about Snowflake City.

While the old slaves were pondering, on the other hand, Shao Xuan, who left the stone room, quietly took a look around. There were not many people around him, presumably because there were no slave owners living in the vicinity, so he did not see anyone other than some of the guards on the routine patrol.

Shao Xuan enters through the main entrance of the palace and leaves where he intends to run through the back door or other side doors.

The palace is surrounded by tall and thick walls, guarded inside and outside, and Shao Xuan is unlikely to flip out easily, only to see other deviations.

As he was diving, Shao Xuan suddenly felt a sense of crisis spying on him.

Exposed?!

Quickly look around and set your sight in one place.

There's a tree, a branch with an oval that's much bigger than a fist. At this point, the ellipses on the branches are stretching, the rolled body stretches, and the contracted wings expand. Curled behind his back, his nose is almost as long as the rest of his body, spreading and stretching, pointing straight to where Shao Xuan is.

Nose!

Shao Xuan thought of what blind old slaves called creatures.

“If they don't, they rarely get away with it.” This is the old slave's assessment of the nose.

Shao Xuan didn't waste any more time, pulling his legs and running.

He wanted to kill that nose first, but he had noticed that there were other similar sights around him, indicating that there were not a few noses hidden in the vicinity, and that his attention was locked on him!

The nostrils in the palace were not all guarded around the king's sleeping palace. Some of them found a quieter place to sleep, but they did not expect to encounter Shao Xuan, and recognized that Shao Xuan was not from the city.

Beep--

Sharp whistle-like sounds emanating from the long nose of the nose.

It's like a signal, and the rest of the nostrils around you are making sounds, flying in the direction of Shao Xuan's escape.

The surrounding guards heard a noise, all gathered at the location of the nose, shouting: “Invasion! ”

But Shao Xuan was also fast, and he already knew where the nearest door was, heading that way.

There are no other slave owners living around here, as are several giant beasts kept by kings and young lords.

At this time, a young master of the snow fields is watching the slaves train the giant beast for him. He hears an invasion. It seems that there is only one invader. Immediate chicken blood. Chance for merit!

“Go get the intruder! ”

Follow the other slaves to suffer, capture the intruders. That's the guards' business, you little lord to get involved! But master, in the past, these slaves could not stand idly by, they could only bite their teeth and follow.

Shao Xuan was like a knife. He broke the surrounding circle that came in front of him and listened to the movement behind him. He glanced at the large stone next to him, nearly one person tall, with the inscription "Beast Garden” engraved on it.

Shao Xuan piped the beast garden or the people's garden. He held the stone close to a man's height with his hands and turned and threw it out!

Because the young master was chasing with the giant beast, some guards didn't dare to get too close, afraid of getting hurt by the giant beast. The giant beast shouted directly, seemingly trying to flatten everything, but, not long after waiting for it, a stone threw against the face, the nose was smashed hard, suddenly nosebleed, the footsteps were a little twitchy, the feet were tripped by something, the two front legs were kneeling down, the body of the forward flush continued, and hit a row of houses.

Boom! Boom!

The house here is not one of those reinforced walls on the battlefield, and it fell instantly under the fierce collision of the beast.

The other slaves who saw this scene, full of eyes, were incredible... to hold a stone that big and throw it as a ball!

Though there is no shortage of powerful people in slavery, it is not so exaggerated that it is worse than the man who just stoned the giant beast.

The young slaver who fell from the giant beast couldn't help but scream: “Tie that man to me, I want him to be my slave! ”

There were many arrows and guards around, but Shao Xuan's speed, combined with the chaos that had just broken out, did not wait for all the guards elsewhere to come, and he was already close to the back door of the palace.