Small farmers dominate the deserted island

A group of people hurriedly increased their whip, and there was no danger in the middle. However, in the early hours of the morning, the weather suddenly turned sharply and the temperature dropped to more than ten degrees below zero.

Fortunately, there are either immortal cultivators or barbarians, only Xiaohuan's body is the weakest.

It took more than two hours to rush for nearly a hundred miles. People are not tired, and the horse is tired.

So everyone began to change their horses, led the empty horse, and rode the horse that hadn't been ridden to continue on the road.

"Everyone stop." Joan gave the order from the front.

As a result, all the cultivators and barbarians reined in their horses, and stood still.

Why didn't Taehu give the order?Because Taehu was angry now, he was unwilling to command a large force.

Chen Yu followed Qiong's actions, released his divine consciousness, and slowly swept around.

"I didn't expect the Gaoshan people to have such a way! This is so much effort, someone has already followed us!" Chen Yu said to himself, suddenly his figure flashed.

Behind a small mountain bag in the distance, suddenly there were several screams.

A few seconds later, Chen Yu walked out from behind again and shook off the blood on the crystal sword.

"Well, just a few scouts from the Gaoshan tribe, let's continue on the road!"

After saying this, Chen Yu rode on the horse, and once again put the cold trembling ring in his arms.

"Brother Chen, let's, how long do we have to walk! It's so cold, so cold!" Xiaohuan stammered cold after leaving Chen Yu's arms for only a few dozen seconds.

"Don't worry, it will be hot tomorrow, I will take you to the sun bath." Chen Yu smiled freely, and hugged Xiaohuan tightly in his arms.

Xiaohuan now wears a thicker linen, no longer the maid outfit in the Blue Palace. Even so, this linen can't withstand the cold.

The crowd walked all night and encountered three groups of Gaoshan tribe scouts in a row, but they were all discovered in advance by the cultivators and strangled in the cradle.

But everyone did not relax. If only a group of scouts were encountered, it would be better to say that Chen Yu had already removed the Gaoshan tribe's eyeliner.

But there were three groups of scouts in a row, which was a bit abnormal. It seemed that the Gaoshan tribe’s tracking methods on the plateau were indeed clever, and even the cultivators like Chen Yu could not find out the root cause.

The day lighted up quickly, and the temperature was slowly rising. When the white fish appeared on the horizon, the temperature had risen to five or six degrees.

Xiaohuan's trembling body finally stabilized, and she was sleeping soundly on Chen Yu's eight-pack abs.

The immortal cultivators ran for a night without meditating and resting, and their spiritual power was also lost. Not to mention the barbarians, they didn't have spiritual power to protect their bodies, and all of them looked confused.

But the morning is the best escape time of the day. It is neither cold nor hot. If you wait until the sun comes out before running, it is estimated that they will all die from the heat.

Therefore, everyone gritted their teeth and continued to gallop on horseback.

On the mountainside of some peaks, groups of rabbits and rats appeared.

They were also badly frozen last night. Now they are standing halfway up the mountain, welcoming the first ray of sunlight in the morning. As long as they absorb enough sunlight, they will immediately graze. After eating the grass, at noon, they They have to start looking for the coolness in the shadows, and of course, they have to avoid natural enemies like plateau foxes and plateau wolves.

There are several eagles and falcons hovering in the sky. They are also natural enemies of rabbits and rats. Since the sun is very big at noon, they also need to prey in the morning. The main target is the rabbits and rats who are sitting on the mountainside and meditating to absorb the sun.

After a whole night and a morning escape, Chen Yu and his party ran away for about one or two hundred miles.

Now the sun has turned from dim red to bright white, and the temperature is slowly rising. With just a fart, the surrounding temperature has reached a terrifying forty degrees.

In another hour, the temperature will directly reach nearly fifty degrees.

These are all trivial matters, mainly because the atmosphere is thin on the plateau, ultraviolet rays will kill all bacteria unscrupulously, and it will also cause serious harm to the human body.

The cultivator has a shield, and the barbarians are strong. It doesn't matter if they are exposed to ultraviolet light for a while, but it will also cause damage to the body and cannot cope with sudden changes.

For example, attacks from the Gaoshan tribe, and some weird things on the plateau.

Chen Yu had an illusion that this Gaoshan clan seemed to have something watching them at any time, but he couldn't see this kind of thing when he swept away with his spiritual sense.

That kind of thing feels weird, evil, cruel, and patient, as if waiting for some time.

Chen Yu's first feeling was that the snow nematode was a creature.

Originally, when the weather was the coldest last night, Chen Yu was ready for the snow nematode invasion, but after waiting all night, the snow nematode did not appear.

Now that the weather is getting hot, snow nematodes are even less likely to come out, unless they have overcome the weather problem.

Now the sun has risen to the middle of the sky, and is unbridled. All the animals are hiding in the shade. On the huge plateau, only a small group of people like Chen Yu are still riding their horses.

At this moment, a Gaoshan tribe captive fell to the ground without warning, and his eyes were blurred, foaming at the mouth, and it was not working.

Chen Yu looked around again. Most of the captives had pale faces and chapped lips. This was dehydration caused by severe water shortage.

Under normal circumstances, they recovered by feeding them some water.

However, they are prisoners after all, and the Barbarians have no precedent for preferential treatment of prisoners. When they died, they were thrown onto the plateau by the Gaoshan tribe. Taihu even made a shot to make sure that he was dead.

"Okay, come here today, everyone find a cool place to rest." When Joan said this, he said it in a negotiated tone.

Because he was only the head of the immortal cultivator, he couldn't control the barbarians at all.

And even if it is a cultivator, few people listen to him.

But now it's different, everyone is struggling under the sun, and Joan's words are in everyone's heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, the barbarians and immortal cultivators had begun to spin their heads 360 degrees, looking for a place to enjoy the cool.

Looking at it, there is only a lone mountain more than ten miles away. The peak is about three to four hundred meters high. It is just the height calculated from the plain. If calculated by the sea, I am afraid that it will reach at least three thousand. Meters above.

Everyone said nothing, and drove incessantly towards the lonely mountain.

The worst thing in the whole team was Xiaohuan. Although Chen Yu was covered, no one was spared under the sun. Even though she had drank water five or six times in a row, she still felt dizzy and unable to take care of herself.