Text Chapter 1730 Siberian Ice Front

Although there was some noise outside, no one dared to break in here.

Listening to the voices, they all seemed to be from the Xiong'er clan, so Qin Lang naturally handed them over to Vajim to handle.

After a while, several people entered the cave with firearms and props. When they saw Qin Lang and Qin Miao, these people seemed to be about to attack them.

These people are all very strong. You can tell at a glance that they are real Xiong'er warriors, and they should be the kind of Xiong'er warriors who have received brutal training. Anyway, in Qin Lang's view, these people are quite tall. Large and strong. However, the hostility shown by these people towards Qin Lang and Qin Miao is obvious, and it is not clear where their hostility comes from.

However, after a while, Qin Lang knew where their hostility came from. It was all because Qin Miao killed a Xiong'er warrior on the mountain. Logically speaking, Qin Miao's movements were clean and neat, leaving almost no trace. Thanks to the clues, these guys actually found this place, which shows that these people's tracking skills are relatively professional. Well, it should be considered quite professional.

Vajim communicated with these people, and then Vajim said to Qin Lang: "They said, sir, that you killed one of them in the middle of the mountain -"

"Yes, I killed him." Qin Lang did not deny it, "Then what do you think should be done? Are you planning to let me kill someone to pay for it with my life?"

"Of course not!" Vajim said, "I just asked them about the situation. In fact, what does their life and death have to do with me? What's more, I once told their leader that this place is a restricted area. They No one can enter here, especially in winter. I will never allow anyone to disturb my hibernation. Since they don’t have long memories, I can only help them gain some."

After saying this, Vajim took action, and the result was that each of these guys lost two fingers. Perhaps Vajim thought that the punishment of losing one finger was not enough, so he doubled the punishment for these guys. .

These people can be considered to have some abilities, at least they can be regarded as first-class soldiers, but to Vajim, they are just like ants.

Not killing these people directly was considered a sign of mercy on Vajim's part.

"Sir, after all, they are from Xiong'er, and I know they are training just over the mountain, so..."

"I have just said that it is your business how to deal with them. I don't care whether they die or not." Qin Lang felt that there was no need for Vajim to explain to himself, because he really did not care about the life or death of these people.

What's more, Qin Lang is already preparing to leave here.

Hearing that Qin Lang was about to leave, Vajim was a little reluctant: "Sir, can't you stay here for a while? Do I still need to learn martial arts from you? I know that my current kung fu realm is worse than yours. It’s much different——”

"No, you don't need to improve your realm now." Qin Lang said to Vajim seriously, "Before, you worked hard to improve your realm because your lifespan has come to the end and you urgently need to increase your lifespan, but now you have no such concerns Now, naturally there is no need to raise the level crazily."

"However, the higher my realm improves, the stronger my strength will be." This guy is really stubborn.

"Of course, if your realm continues to improve, your strength can also continue to improve, but it may not be a good thing to improve your realm too quickly. Well, for example, it is like building a house. If the foundation is not solid, the house will not be built. If it is too high, it may collapse. And after the house is built, even if the problems left during the construction are discovered, it will be difficult to make up for it. Do you understand this?" Qin Lang could only make Vajim understand through metaphors. The reason.

"Well...Teacher, I understand." Vajim nodded respectfully.

"Just understand." Qin Lang said, "Martial Soul Realm is the key to Wu Xuan level and Wu Sheng level. You don't need to rush to cross this realm. The accumulation you need will naturally come naturally in the end. If you force it, On the contrary, it is not beautiful. By the way, you can continue to stay here for a while, and then if you think you have figured it out, you can come to China to find me."

Before Vajim could answer, someone's voice sounded outside again.

Vajim seemed to be really angry this time. He shouted angrily outside and then rushed out quickly. Qin Lang and Qin Miao also followed.

At this time, the wind and snow outside the cave had stopped. Although there was a sun in the sky, there was no warmth at all.

On the top of the mountain, a group of thirteen people came. None of these people were armed, perhaps because they disdained the use of weapons.

The leader was a middle-aged Xiong'er man. This man's face and arms were covered with various scars, and there was even a scar across his eyelids, which made him look very ferocious and cruel.

However, after seeing Vadim, the middle-aged man seemed very polite and said to Vadim: "Mr. Vadim, please let us take away these two people who killed us!"

"Are you... Moros? Well, I remember. I have met you several times before." Vajim's idea is very simple. Because he has met Moros before, he regards Moros as an acquaintance. The hostility toward him also dissipated.

"Yes, Mr. Vajim, I once asked you for advice on the principles of spiritual practice." Moros said, "I know you don't want to be disturbed, but leave these two people to us, and my people will leave here soon. .”

"No, Moros, this is my teacher, and the other one is his friend!" Vajim said quickly, "Moros, I know you are much stronger now than before, but you are not my opponent yet. For today I won’t pursue any further investigation if you disturb me.”

Qin Lang laughed on the side, because Vajim is really bad at talking. If he said this, the other party would definitely not be able to step down. After all, this Moros is also a master, and he is obviously a person with status.

As expected, Moros' face darkened: "Mr. Vajim, you are considered a legend in our Siberian Ice Front training camp, because we all know that on the top of this snow mountain, there is a reclusive master of practice. Of course the master is you. Many people in the training camp, including me, have seen your power before, but you are old! Even though you once had strong power, you are old after all! When I When I knew that your hibernation time was getting longer and longer, I knew that you were about to die of old age! Your legend, the legend of the 'Snowy Mountain Hermit', is about to end, and a new legend will be born!"

"But I estimate that I can live for at least seventy or eighty years?" Vajim said.