In a small lake on the top of the mountain, the mysterious ice is standing. The light blue lake exudes white weapons, and the thirty people who are under the mountain can feel the cold.
"Xuanbing Lake!" That Buffon shouted, looking at the huge Xuanbing excitedly. The purpose of my visit this time is to get this mysterious ice fragment, which will be given to my father as a gift on his 50th birthday. At that time, the patriarch of the Yadi family will not be able to run away. Glory and wealth are all waiting for you.
"Keep your voice down! Don't alert the guards!" Ye Qingyang, like everyone else, bent down and hid behind the grass, and scolded Buffon, who was standing there with glowing eyes. This move is too stupid, if the guarded high-level monster is attracted, these thirty people will definitely die.