Ignoring the black-and-white painting style of the few people behind him, Wen Wen once again covered his hand, after all, even the eye of the sentry couldn't see through the thing in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although he didn't know if the big ice mound in front of him contained the old man's son who had been missing for eleven years, he could only try it now.

Silently reciting the incantation that the old man told him at that time, I saw a burst of light suddenly pop out from the place where it was gently touched, and the light slid rapidly, and in a few seconds, it was like a silk thread that wrapped the entire ice cube, and then in the eyes of everyone, this huge ice cube quickly contracted and dissolved.

But it didn't turn into a liquid or volatilize into a gas, but just disappeared out of thin air.

But the volume of the ice cube is too large, so even if the melting speed is fast, it still takes some time, and the few people in the warehouse are not in a hurry, just waiting silently.

After a few minutes, the huge ice cube had been consumed, and at this time, the shape of a person slowly leaked out.

As the ice disappeared completely, the main owner of it also revealed his true face.

A young man, even a child, was lying on the ground, as if he was crawling forward, his eyes were closed, but what Wen Wen didn't understand was that the corner of the child's mouth in front of him still had a smile that could be called "peaceful".

The person in front of him should be the son of the old man who has been missing for eleven years.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, the old man once swore that his son was still alive, but looking at the current situation, this child was definitely out of breath before he was frozen in ice, although I don't know why he showed a "peaceful" smile in such a hard posture, but he was undoubtedly dead.

The atmosphere was a little depressing, and none of the people present spoke.

Prince Feng Jian and Swen Xiaoqi naturally knew what was going on, looking at the young corpse in front of them, no one could say anything, and Wen Wen was lamenting the unfortunate fact that the old man sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man.

As for Yunero, when he doesn't speak, he's just in a habitual daze.

"Alas...... If you know you're dead, you don't break the ice, but I don't know how long you'll be in this temple, and what if you say you're corrupted. Although he knew that it might be inappropriate to say this in front of the deceased, he had no scruples about being gentle, after all, although he had thought about it, he naturally didn't want to see such a cruel truth under the old man's firm attitude.

"Don't worry, this is the abode of the gods, you look at the flowers and plants in the yard, they have been kept like that for hundreds of years, so the body of this pseudo-masked clan will naturally not be corrupted." Yunero on the side suddenly said loudly.

"Lao You, when we really go out, let your soul and those temple guards around you help, and send this child back to his father with us, alas, what a miserable family."

After saying that, Wen Wen sighed and shook his head out of the warehouse.

Yunero reacted for a long time before he realized that the gentle sentence "Old You" was calling him.

"I'm still so young! Don't call me Lao You, call me the master...... Or Juggernaut will do! Ahhh......hhh

Looking at Yunero, who was chasing out with a mouth cannon all the way, Prince Feng was stunned for a while before he whispered to the two people beside him, "This guy ...... Is it really the representative of the strongest combat power of the masked clan? ”

"From the mild words, it looks like this." Sven said angrily.

"Then their clan is really pitiful."

“……”

After leaving the warehouse, Wen Wen ran straight to the house where he came, but this temple of the god of war was too big, and the road inside was too winding, so Wen Wen walked and found himself lost.

I found a room at random and got in, and Wen Wen suddenly felt that the room inside looked exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell the difference.

Fortunately, Yunero's words were kept chasing after Wen Wen and muttering, and at this time he came to a new room, and Wen Wen was also a little annoyed by him, so he simply sat on the edge of the table and looked at him quietly.

Yunero also sat down, looking at the gentleness on the other side.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and then opened their mouths and said, "Old You, ......"

"Don't call me Lao You, don't call me Lao You!"

"Okay Lao You, I know Lao You." He nodded gently, completely ignoring Yunero who was collapsing in front of him, and said to himself, "How am I going to get you out?" ”

"The existence between the master as the god of war and the masked clan, in fact, it stands to reason that it is an existence that cannot get out of the temple of the god of war, the master is undefeated, it is a symbol of the god of war, once the master is defeated, he will lose the identity of the master." Speaking of this, Yunero's tone suddenly felt a little lonely.

"The clansmen can't get in, you can't get out, so how did you talk to the clansmen?"

"Soul split!"

"Then when you are a Sword Saint, can you come and go freely in the Temple of the God of War?"

"Of course you can, at that time, I was only a candidate for domination, although I was qualified to enter the God of War Temple, but I was not qualified to stay forever, alas, now I think back to that time It's really embarrassing, after all, the years are not forgiving......"

It's chattering again, and the Yunero in front of him may be the master with the most nonsense in the history of the Mask-Covered Clan.

Wen Wen didn't care about Yunero's words, he silently thought about a feasible plan, and the place to start was naturally the identity of "Sword Saint".

The master will be trapped in the God of War Temple because he can't get out after being recognized by the God of War, and ordinary people can't enter the God of War Temple because they are not qualified, so this Sword Saint in between the two has a big saying.

"What will happen to your previous masters after they are successfully challenged by the new masters?"

"Most of them are in seclusion."

"Hey, I'm not asking this, I'm saying what will happen to you challengers after they defeat the older generation of masters, and they can't be thrown out of the temple by the god of war, right?"

"Oh, you ask this, that's naturally not it, after the old generation of masters were defeated, they naturally resumed their identity as Sword Saints, after all, with the emergence of new masters, the God of War will not always be tied to them, in fact, if you want me to say, the God of War is still quite reasonable."

"Then why can a few of us come in, we're not masked?" Wen Wen followed his train of thought and asked.