Chapter 1581 - 1579: Might as Well Take a Gamble!
Chapter 1581 - 1579: Might as Well Take a Gamble!
At the same time.
Twenty miles from Blizzard Village, on a small hill, Zhu Qilue was carrying Zhu Ruoling, and hurriedly heading towards Blizzard Village with Lan Yunwei.
Behind them, the refugees followed with ragged footsteps.
These refugees seemed emboldened by having companions, thinking of Qiu Xi still in Blizzard Village, with unknown fate, they wanted to go back and check.
Since there were people who also wanted to go to Blizzard Village, if danger occurred, surely they wouldn’t be the ones to perish.
Such thoughts led them to agree to bring Zhu Qilue and company here.
As soon as they stepped onto the hill, they stopped to rest briefly, using the height to gaze into the distance and observe Blizzard Village’s situation.
However.
As Zhu Qilue gazed afar, he was startled.
"Miss Lan!"
He called out anxiously.
Lan Yunwei was sitting on the ground resting, surrounded by refugees, feeling quite uncomfortable.
She had never seen so many refugees; her heart was troubled, finding these people emitted a sour smell that made her nauseous, each filthy as though they just crawled out of mud, contrasting sharply with her snow-white attire.
Like a celestial being falling into a pigsty, truly out of place!
But there was no choice.
These refugees needed to go to Blizzard Village too, and with enough numbers, they could help if danger arose.
Therefore, even if she was displeased, she endured it.
Just as she sat alone in a corner, disdainful, thinking about the refugees, she heard Zhu Qilue calling her, stood up impatiently, and asked, "What’s up?"
"Miss Lan, come have a look."
"Look at what? What’s there to see?"
Lan Yunwei rolled her eyes, already in a bad mood, and Zhu Qilue kept giving her things to do every now and then, which she found particularly annoying.
If not for seeing Lin Fan, she wouldn’t have come to this godforsaken place!
She rolled her eyes, pouting, and walked over with displeasure.
"What now?!"
Zhu Qilue ignored Lan Yunwei’s spoiled behavior, his face pale as he pointed towards Blizzard Village, his forehead covered in sweat.
Lan Yunwei saw Zhu Qilue’s ashen face, puzzled at what had frightened him this way.
She didn’t bother asking more, directly looking at where Zhu Qilue pointed.
At first glance.
All she saw was a sea of fiery red; initially, she thought there was a fire!
However.
She quickly realized that this was the Extremely Cold Land, snowflakes swirling, and the ground covered in thick snow, how could there be a large fire here?
It was hilarious!
If not a fire, then what was it?
Lan Yunwei pursed her lips, stared for a long while, suddenly widening her eyes, her eyeballs almost popped out, dumbfounded.
"Did... did you see that?" Zhu Qilue, seeing Lan Yunwei’s shocked expression, asked softly.
"See... see what... what did I see..." Lan Yunwei swallowed hard, her mind buzzing.
"Is that... Blood Demon Wolves?" Zhu Qilue asked tremulously.
Buzz—
Lan Yunwei’s mind went blank, dazed, like the white snow covering everything, nothing was left.
The surrounding refugees heard Zhu Qilue and Lan Yunwei’s conversation.
They faintly heard Blood Demon Wolves mentioned.
Immediately gathered around.
"Master Zhu, what did you just say?"
"Blood Demon Wolves? Where are the Blood Demon Wolves?"
"You must be mistaken, didn’t the Blood Demon Wolves just leave? How could they appear again?"
"No way, are we in trouble again?"
The refugees talked over each other, discussing fervently.
Zhu Qilue and Lan Yunwei looked at each other, mouths agape, speechless. They stood as if under an Immobilization Spell, staring blankly, blinking hard, unable to believe what they saw.
Even.
They didn’t notice the refugees gathering around them.
Completely forgetting this part!
Seeing the duo silent, the refugees grew curious, crowded onto the hill, and looked afar.
Instantly.
The scene fell silent.
Deathly silence.
Terrifying silence!
Like the air sucked away, everyone’s breath paused, frozen on the spot.
"This... impossible..."
"Oh my..."
"This is terrifying..."
"Heh... heh..."
"I’ve never seen so many Blood Demon Wolves in my life..."
"What on earth is happening, are those Blood Demon Wolves?"
"Surely... it’s over... the Blood Demon Wolves have slaughtered Blizzard Village!"
"Then... Lan... and Qiu Xi..."
Whew—
Whew—
Whew—
Everyone gasped, their hearts skipped a beat, horrified as goosebumps rose.
The Blood Demon Wolves they saw were the same as Lin Fan saw.
Endless, boundless!
There were millions!
"Do we... go or not?"
After a long time.
One refugee cautiously asked as they came to their senses.
However.
No answer came, as no one knew what to do, even less what to say.
Go? That’s certain death, undoubtedly death! Not even leaving bones!
Not go? But Lan Zhengqing, Qiu Xi were there, if they fled alone, they’d lead a life of wandering again.
This was the dilemma they had to face.
No matter the choice, insurmountable difficulties awaited.
In an instant.
The refugees fell silent, not knowing how to choose, each looking to others to decide, thinking to follow their choice.
Yet, no choice was made.
"Now we’re twenty miles from Blizzard Village, if we proceed, Blood Demon Wolves will surely spot us. Though we’re numerous, not nearly enough to match the wolves. I estimate there could be tens of thousands there!"
"More than that, surely hundreds of thousands!"
"I think far beyond hundreds of thousands, maybe a million!"
"Millions are possible..."
The more the refugees spoke, the more unsettled they felt, having only tens of thousands against countless Blood Demon Wolves, seemed hopeless.
Though they had experience, against Blood Demon Wolves, fleeing was the priority.
If escape was possible, they absolutely wouldn’t stay!
They encountered battles, never initiating attacks, especially against such a large group of Blood Demon Wolves.
Only madmen would do such.
The refugees, scratching their heads, were unwilling to venture.
"I’m going!"
Suddenly a roar, Zhu Qilue stood up.
"Since Lin Fan is there, I believe he can handle these issues. By the time we reach there, perhaps Lin Fan will have resolved them; why fret here when we can advance and observe!"
"Besides, Zhu Ruoling can’t wait."
Zhu Qilue looked at the increasingly weak breathing of Zhu Ruoling in his arms, heartachingly said.
Right now, only Lin Fan could save Zhu Ruoling.
If Ling’er died, what point was there in living?
Rather.
Bet it all!
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