In the snow, Peter's eyes were blank, wandering aimlessly like a dead corpse, tears falling silently, and his mouth only kept whispering 'Lisa'. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't pay attention to his feet at all, and he fell into the Swan Lake in prison without paying attention, and suddenly, the cold water of the lake made him excited, and he got out of his despair, and his eyes began to show a trace of vitality and tenacity.

In the icy waters, Peter stood for a long, long time, with the determination in his eyes wavering, as if hesitating.

Finally, he went back to his room and took one of the last things Lisa had given him, and strode toward the warden's office, his eyes rock-solid in his eyes.

Since that day, Carré has not seen Peter again in prison, except in a conversation with Red, he learns that Peter strode towards the warden's office with an aura that sent chills down the shoulders of even the battle-hardened elite soldiers.

The snow outside the window became more and more intense, and the view was completely obscured by the snow, and the whole world seemed to be white, and the soldiers standing guard on the guard tower were also withdrawn.

Today is the annual Jialan Festival on the Jialan Continent, this festival symbolizes the beginning of the new year, is the most important festival on the Jialan Continent, and this year is the 11,000th year of the Jialan calendar, which has more important significance.

More than 10,000 years ago, the Jialan Continent, no, it was not called the Jialan Continent at that time, there were thousands of countries on the continent, countless of them, for the sake of interests, they fought each other, every day the old country perished, a new country was born, the continent was in flames, and the blood flowed like a river.

Finally, a man named Jialan. Pandoragon rose in the chaos of war, with its great strength and ghostly strategy, unified all human civilization in less than a hundred years, and drove the elves back to the primeval forest, expelled the orcs to the northernmost tundra plain of the continent, and established the Jialan Empire, which spanned almost the entire continent.

Later, in order to commemorate his great achievements, his descendants renamed the continent as the Jialan Continent, and at the same time positioned the day of his voice as the Jialan Festival, symbolizing hope and peace, and also positioning this day as the beginning of a new year.

This great empire has dominated the continent for 5,000 years, and finally it has begun to decay, and one after another regions have declared their independence and established new kingdoms, and the once great empire is about to fall apart.

In the end, in a war that lasted for nearly a thousand years, although ninety percent of the territory was lost, the Jialan Empire persevered and stood on the mainland until today.

Although the Jialan Empire across the continent is no longer there, the Jialan Festival has been preserved and imprinted in the bones of every human race on the Jialan Continent.

All the countries on the mainland celebrate the Jialan Festival today, especially the Jialan Empire, which is even more lively, and the streets and alleys are full of laughter.

However, the Royal Prison was silent, like an old man in the twilight of the snow, after all, most of the prisoners here had lost their pursuit of life, and liquor and cigarettes were all they had.

But there are also a very small number of prisoners who celebrate the festival in their own way, such as Carré.

Lighting the priceless fireplace on the wall for the first time, watching the dark yellow flames flickering from side to side, listening to the crackling of the wood, Carré lay lazily on the couch, feeling the warmth of the fireplace.

The floor of his room was already covered with a dull yellow wooden floor, and although he had told Red that the most basic planks would do, the planks became fine pear planks when he thought of Carré's relationship with his master.

"After this day, I will be twelve years old, in the past, this day was the day when my earl's heir was determined! Start paying the price of blood and tears for your future. Carré's eyes were slightly closed, thoughts racing in his head.

"The Kalan Festival is also a day to reunite with family!" He sighed a little sadly.

Picked up the transparent luminous glass, took a sip of the hot and scorching spirits, twelve years old, to the age where you can taste the spirits, a glass of spirits after a glass of spirits, this is also a custom of the Jialan Festival, drinking wine is to drink unconscious.

Soon, a bottle of spirits began to bottom out, but this time Carré was not very drunk, only slightly drunk, after all, with his current physical fitness, a bottle of spirits was not enough to numb his nerves.

Seeing some weakening flames, and the wood in the corner of the wall had been used up, Carré thought for a moment, took out the blood-stained books from the spatial crystal, and threw them into the fireplace, and suddenly, the flames swelled, and a wave of warmth struck.

"Hahaha!" Looking at the flickering firelight, Carré burst into tears, laughed, drew out his wooden sword, and began to practice in the room at the end, reflecting the firelight, Carré's whole person turned into a sword shadow, and the fierce sword wind made the flames burn more violently.

Suddenly, a scarlet flame began to grow from the dark yellow flame, and the crimson flame instantly swallowed the dark yellow flame, floating in the fireplace, emitting a scorching temperature.

Carre was suddenly startled in his heart, and immediately used his stabbing sword, his figure flashed, away from the fireplace, to weaken the burning sensation, looking at the red flame, feeling the fluctuations it emitted, he said with some disbelief: "Wei ...... Vixi, this is!? ”

Wei Xi also said with some solemnity: "Well, I also feel it, this is the fluctuation of the light element. ”

In addition to the light element diffracted by the sun, how could there be anything else on the Jialan Continent that also emitted magical elements.

The crimson flame appeared and disappeared as quickly as it could, flickering a few times before disappearing into the fireplace after the yellow flame emitted by the burning of the wood.

Carley urged Yuan Li to walk forward slowly, ready to use his sword at any time, not to defend against the enemy, but to escape, after all, the temperature emitted by the red flame just now was too amazing, after all, he felt a slight stinging burning sensation when he was nearly ten meters away from the flame.

As he got closer, Carré saw that all the wood and books in the fireplace had turned into a cloud of ash, except for a pitch-black skin that seemed to be some kind of beast that fell to the ground.

Carefully touching the black hide with his wooden sword, Karley didn't feel anything unusual, and jumped the black hide out of the fireplace and put it under the bright alchemical light to watch it carefully.

There are white lines on the black animal skin, as if it is some kind of map, and in the center of the black animal skin, a red flame is drawn, as if it is like a burning red lotus, the flame is very realistic, under the illumination of the light, it seems to be flickering fire.

And Karley could clearly feel that a faint light element was emitting slightly, although the light element was weak, but it was very stable, it seemed that the red flame was inseparable from the flame on the black animal skin.

Seeing the red flame like a red lotus, and feeling the light element emitted by the flame, Wei Xi felt that her energy was a little unstable, she was too excited, too surprised, and exclaimed, "Carley, this is ...... This is the Red Lotus Demon Flame! ”