"It's okay—then continue!" said Jiuze, charging towards the couple again.

......

"Snow is not a good thing, it's cold, it's nowhere to hide. ”

This is what Lin Xi said to Wang Dan in the cloak, Wang Dan smiled and was speechless, they hid their bodies in the snow, but they couldn't stop the snowflakes from covering.

So I could only shake off the snow on my cloak as much as possible, but I still couldn't avoid the footprints on the snow, according to Wang Dan's words, "Then so be it." ”

The two of them could only follow the rut of the Qingshi family and came to the dock, in front of a huge ship.

Michiichiro had boarded the ship with the child in his arms, but the ship had no intention of anchoring, and the two of them also searched for it, and entered the spacious shipbuilding, where they finally bid farewell to the intrusion of snow, and the building was unusually warm and comfortable, but there was no one in sight.

The carpet is white, soft and comfortable, the ship building is divided into three floors from the inside, the two of them can always see the glass roof of the building, which has been covered by thick snow, surrounded by two layers of cloisters, wooden fences, painted with bright white paint, glass lamps hung everywhere, looking very magnificent.

But the two of them retreated, and it was impossible to hide anyone or anything important in such a place, and if they were, they would not hide here, waiting to be discovered.

Lin Xi lay on the floor, listened for a while, and then took Wang Dan, jumped off the side of the boat, and got into the cabin on the ground floor from the oar window of the oar.

There was no one in the paddle room, and the oarsmen were resting on the lower floor, and they carefully passed through it to the lowest floor, and it was unusually cold inside, I don't know if the cold wind from outside blew in, or the cabin was full of thousands of years of ice.

This reminded Lin Xi of the cold storage of the Nuan Tang Inn, and also remembered Nuan Yuan, thinking of her, Wang Dan looked at the other party's smirk for no reason, blinked his indifferent eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Touching the scene?"

Nangong nodded generously, the two of them were speechless, and continued to explore inside, until the surroundings became even colder and piercing than the outside, and the feet were rustling frost flowers, and the two saw a closed door, and the three iron locks in front of the door were all wrapped in thick hoarfrost.

The invisibility cloak had been put away, and the two looked at each other, they knew in their hearts that it could no longer be Daoichiro's father and daughter inside, but what was hidden under the Qingshi family's boat made them very curious.

Curiosity is like a quagmire, once you fall into it, you will sink deeper and deeper, but curiosity is also like a story, the more you read it, the more you will have to read it to the end.

When Wang Dan opened three locks in a row, Lin Xi exclaimed, "You still have this hand?"

Wang Dan shook off the ice slag on his green hair, and while collecting the miscellaneous tools, he replied softly: "It's been useless for a long time, it's unfamiliar and tight." ”

Lin Xi listened outside the door again, and then gently struck the bolt of the door, and the iron door was pushed open a crack, and the cold air that blew out of it made the two of them all covered with frost in the blink of an eye.

Cold is different from heat, cold is like a knife that scrapes people's skin, but there is no blood.

Lin Xi and Wang Dan were in a cold world, as if they had been cut by a thousand knives, thanks to the cotton clothes they were wearing, they would not be hacked to death.

Lin Xi raised the wind lamp, except for the ice, there were only the two of them, and it became difficult to breathe, this seemed to be an ice cave, deep inside, and there was no end in sight, the two of them hesitated a little, but they were ruthless and continued to walk.

The feet were very slippery, all frozen ice edges, and after walking a short distance, the two of them entered a slightly wider ice cave, and if it were not for the gentle swaying, no one would believe that it was only inside the boat.

And now, in addition to the ice and them, there is finally one more, a big guy wrapped in black felt, I don't know what it is.

The snowy raft soon loomed in the firelight, for when night came, the snow did not stop, but hid in the darkness and worked hard.

Outside the inner city, there is a fight between people and the monsters of the Black Demon Temple, but inside the city is the desperate efforts of people and people.

How is it that whenever there is strife, it is inseparable from people?

Maybe people, it's hard to say, or the battle in the jungle is more pure, because the purpose of beasts is very simple, the predator is just to fill the stomach, and the eaten is just to escape for a life.

But people are much more complicated, some have no hatred, but just because they are different from themselves, or stronger than themselves, or have a few more treasures than themselves, they think about killing each other.

Yagami is like this, Chen Jiang and him have no hatred for killing his father, nor hatred for taking his wife, or even a word of insult, but he does not forgive, and he has to die without a place to bury.

The fire flashed, illuminating the nearby snow, and also the nearby snow roasted, Yagami was like the red fire carbon in the night, Chen Jiang was like a green meteor, two beams of light, up and down, you chased me, in the deep night, the towering city, it was like two frolicking ghosts.

And at this moment, the "Red Ghost" seemed to have the upper hand, because Chen Jiang had been holding the green blade for too long, and the biting cold was eating away at every bit of heat in his body, making him breathless, and even the Human Emperor was in his consciousness, sneezing.

Yagami, on the other hand, is becoming more and more courageous the more he fights, and he doesn't show fatigue at all, and it seems that he is not only a beating-resistant type, but also a durable type.

Chen Jiang finally withdrew the green blade and was ready to be beaten, but Yagami stopped, and in the night, with a trace of mist, the pair of broken wings with a dark red body was in it, motionless.

"I just lost the effect of the light blade, there will be a feeling of discomfort, I'll wait for you!" Yagami said coldly, but it didn't heat up because of the heat around him.

Chen Jiang was stunned, he didn't expect Yagami to do this, and he said so.

As the feeling of his body being suddenly evacuated slowly disappeared, he shook his frozen left arm, and did not reply, he knew that what the other party wanted was a battle that was not false and had no regrets.

"Come on!"

Chen Jiang roared, his eyes were already bloodshot, and the right arm of the ghost iron was finally like his heart, frantically agitating, once, twice, three times......

Finally, it rose vigorously, like a blooming anise flower, with eight tentacles, each with an iron thorn, ready to meet the attack of the opposite "god".

Yagami couldn't bear his body, emitting a dazzling red light, but he still endured it, the reason why he was not treated by other gods was because of his strange temper, because what God wanted was the result, but what he wanted was only the process.

It wasn't until the snow in the near distance melted for a while, and the snow in the distance became thicker again, that Yagami moved, moving indifferently and silently, like the wind in the night, and he couldn't see his body clearly, only the white mist that drove up.

Then the white mist was stained red with blood, it was so soft, so fast, Chen Jiang's chest was impressively filled with several more blood openings, and the blood just spurted out, but a few more were added, and he couldn't see what was drawn, let alone the figure.

But Chen Jiang knew that as soon as he dodged the perverted mouth and pulled his head out, his chest was each hit by Yagami's claws, and of course the other party still had legs, and a huge force kicked his lower abdomen, his body was uncontrollable, and he only felt the coldness of the snow, it was so cold.

"Chen Jiang—"

"Dumbo!"

Two kinds of coquettish calls, but the same panic, the generals who were under the house in the city, the mountain cherry blossoms and Gu Yue, watched in horror as Chen Jiang was knocked away by the "red light", rubbing off a piece of snow on the city wall.

"Red light" turned into eight gods, he rose to the sky, from high to bottom, looking at Chen Jiang in the snow, he respected everyone who fought with him, so he never showed mercy, he wanted to strike a blow to wipe out this demon from this world.

The two daughters under the city seemed to have smelled the end, they were so distressed and sour, they rushed out of the eaves desperately, one screamed hysterically, and the other was dumbfounded.

In the night sky, Yagami turned back into "red light", like a red meteor, falling towards Chen Jiang.

Maybe with a blink of an eye, everything will be over, so the second daughter stared and listened, but she was silently praying in her heart.

Maybe people will send out the most sincere prayer at the most critical moment, and sincere prayer will have the possibility of efficacy, only to see a black track, so fast that you can only see the black marks in the night, and only for a moment, passing in front of the "red meteor", the "meteor" is so shocked that the "meteor" is in the air, floating, at a loss.

The eyes on the Yagami giant mouth finally fell on the second daughter, no, it was behind the second daughter, a silver-white mask.

In the firelight, it flashed a faint red, but it still made people feel that the face made of iron was very cold.

Wing Feng Xina, she has been hiding in the inner city, she decided to spend the night, if Chen Jiang does not come back, she will leave, she is too tired, so she fell asleep, had a dream that she can't remember, until she heard someone exclaim "Chen Jiang", she did not wake up.