After the battle at the border ended, Lin Qiye immediately controlled the Seraphim clone and went to Jianlu to join him.

Anyway, the main body is in a hostage status, so he doesn't need to worry about it. He just needs to follow An Qingyu. Compared with that, it is more important to stop Zhou Ping.

If Zhou Ping saw that he was being abducted, and his [Glass Innocent Heart] was activated all at once, and he fell into a state of rage, and used three swords to save him... that would be a big loss.

Seeing that Zhou Ping had been stabilized by Monk Fate, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. After they chatted for a few words, the two of them walked out of the sword pavilion.

How many casualties were there in this attack? Seraph Lin Qiye asked.

Ordinary people suffered almost no casualties, but the top fighters were severely damaged. Monk Fate spoke slowly,

Chen Han, Wu Quan, Chen Fuzi, Shao Pingge, were trapped in the five human ceilings and forcibly blocked the two gods of restraint. Although they delayed them for a while, they were basically all seriously injured and it would be difficult for them to recover in a short period of time.

The mud-killing god encountered at Shenlong Pass should be the strongest among the several killing gods. Shen Qingzhu's divine power was almost exhausted after the battle, and he is still unconscious...

Including Wang Mian and Lu Wuwei who had just returned from Antarctica and were still seriously injured, almost half of Da Xia’s top combat power was now dormant.

The seraph Lin Qiye’s brows were getting tighter and tighter.

This is not a solution... If the K system launches another attack, Daxia will be in danger.

That's right, we currently have too few chess pieces available. Monk Fate nodded and said, "And given the current situation, even if your original body finds the location of the God of Ke and masters their secrets, it will be difficult to break through their base camp with our current manpower."

The two walked for a while in deep thought, and Lin Qiye finally stopped.

It seems that I have to go to Antarctica...

Antarctica? The fateful monk raised his eyebrows.

Before, Lin Qiye had just returned from Olympus, and he was beaten up and thrown to Kunlun Mountain. He didn't know about the existence of Antarctica and the Time Maze.

After listening to Lin Qiye's retelling, Monk Su Ming nodded slightly.

Yes, now the only one with the highest combat power in Daxia is Hongchen Sword Immortal, but his sword can only be used three times and must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary… If we can solve the time maze and bring back the goddess of night Nyx, our pressure will be relieved a lot.

Moreover, it is said that when Nyx left Olympus, several other gods followed her. If they can join forces with us, they can make up for the lack of god-level combat power and kill two birds with one stone.

The Fateful Monk turned to look at Lin Qiye and asked, "Who are you planning to take with you?"

I won’t take anyone with me. Seraph Lin Qiye said calmly, “We are already short of top-level combat power. If I take someone else away, who will guard Daxia?”

You go by yourself? Your real body is still being held hostage by An Qingyu, can you handle it?

Yes. He said decisively.

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, and his pair of golden eyes looked towards Monk Fate, emanating a sense of majesty.

This clone is going to Antarctica, Shen Qingzhu is seriously injured and unconscious... Now you are the only one who can take charge of the Night Watch. Don't do anything unnecessary while I'm away, understand?

The fateful monk looked directly into the intimidating gaze and said nothing, but his eyes seemed to say it all.

Seraph Lin Qiye sighed helplessly in his heart.

It is impossible to change the logic and way of thinking of the Fateful Monk. Fortunately, Olympus has been destroyed and the gods of Kr will not come again in the short term. Even if they are coming, my original body should be able to know the information in advance. At worst, the clone can rush back at full speed at that time.

Lin Qiye gave a few more instructions to Monk Su Ming, and the snow-white wings behind him spread out. With a strong shake, his figure turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

…

Fog.

When An Qingyu saw that Zhou Ping's sword did not strike out in the end, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He turned to look at Lin Qiye beside him, a light flickering in the depths of his eyes. After a moment, he raised his palm and pressed towards Lin Qiye in the air.

The temperature around Lin Qiye dropped rapidly, gray ice and snow emerged from his body surface, and even movement became difficult.

He frowned slightly. What? You want to get rid of me by taking advantage of my leaving Daxia?

I said, I won't kill you...but there are some things along the way that you'd better not see. An Qingyu replied calmly.

As the gray ice and snow grew thicker and thicker, the heavy ice layer sealed Lin Qiye's body inside. Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, but did not resist, allowing the ice layer to submerge him.

Not long after, a heavy gray ice coffin appeared in the air.

An Qingyu brought the ice coffin to a strait. He tapped the sea surface with his toes, and the world seemed to be turning upside down around him.

In just a blink of an eye, they arrived in the mirror image of the strait.

Arriving here, An Qingyu's expression relaxed slightly. He waved his hand lightly, and Yu Er and Yu Si immediately turned into two gray mice, burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

He himself carried the ice coffin and stepped onto the cliff on one side. After passing through the thick fog wall, he came to a huge laboratory and corpse collection.

An Qingyu continued forward expressionlessly, passing through a wall of mist again. A hill covered with maple trees appeared in front of him...

…

The cold recedes and the frost melts.

When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, he was already lying on a hard bed.

When he saw the familiar ceiling above his head, he was startled at first, then he sat up abruptly and quickly scanned the surroundings.

His pupils contracted slightly!

here it is……

Lin Qiye stood up and walked out quickly.

When you push open the door, the first thing you see is a sea of ​​fiery red. Countless maple leaves are piled on the ground of the old courtyard. Even the fish pond in the yard is covered with red leaves. It looks like it has not been taken care of for a long time.

The house he was in was a guest room on the south side of the courtyard. There was a maple tree against the wall in front of the door. Under the maple tree, a simple and elegant stone table was quietly placed.

Everything in front of him was so familiar, every blade of grass and every tree was exactly the same as in his memory. Just standing here, he seemed to be able to hear the voice from the past:

...That's true. With Jiang Er around, we can do whatever we want in school.

…

Philosophy? Why philosophy?

…

The great Da Xia [Night] team is not afraid of even the Outer Gods, but is afraid of mathematics?

…

Lao Cao, please clean up the house.

…

??? Am I the one who cleans up again?

…

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze for a long time. He continued to look into the distance. What he saw was not the Shangjing City in his memory, but a towering wall of fog...

This is neither Daxia nor Shangjing.

This is a small courtyard in the capital city that was reproduced one-to-one by An Qingyu in Cthulhu's lair.