A solid, detached hut, small but big enough to keep out the cold, I limped into Blonn's house with his help.

There were blackened walls, a dim oil lamp on a white stone table, a gray window, a stove separated by a simple baffle, a small bed, a stone bench, and nothing more.

"You just said that this is the Ferres Snow Mountain, and this is an independent village, where the villagers have lived for hundreds of years?" I sat on his cold, hard bed and checked with him.

"Well, our Feres Snow Mountain is not as grand and sacred as the Ferezor Snow Mountain, but there has never been an avalanche. Legend has it that a few days ago there was another big avalanche in the Pherezzo Snow Mountain, alas! Bronn sighed in a silly voice as he prepared food for me in his "kitchen."

"Avalanche?" I frowned and picked up the exercise tools on the ground - two milky white stones with handles. Suddenly! It's not light, no wonder this guy's muscles are so strong. The thing that says he is Bron himself, is it the heart of Freljord, Bron?

Bron is obviously a bald uncle with a mustache, but the young man in front of him is about the same age as me, although he is strong and honest, and he is also heroic between his eyebrows. And the golden brick in his hand was certainly not the huge shield in Bron's hand. Whatever? Inquire about the situation, wait until dawn tomorrow, find Xiyue, find the missing summoner's lamp, and then find Xue'er, well, that's it!

"I don't know how many more people have died." Bronn sighed slightly, unexpectedly that he was not only resolute, but also worried about the country and the people, worthy of being a good young man in the new era. "Come, eat!" Bronn walked around the stove in a few steps, a bowl of hot things in his hand, the edges of his face condensed, and his thick brow furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his expression, I glanced at myself again. I'll go and ruin acting! My brow furrowed, and the stone in my hand slammed into the milky white ground with a heavy weight, but it set off a crack.

"I'll go, this thing is so heavy!" I rubbed my hands and cast an apologetic look, he sighed slightly, put the porridge water on the stone table, squatted down his sturdy body, and gently kneaded the crack in the surface with his hand, as if a treasure had been broken.

Seeing that he cared so much about the floor of his house, I walked over apologetically, "I'm sorry for ......"

"It's okay, let's eat." Bronn didn't blame me, but comforted me softly, I'm afraid there are not many such good-tempered and secure men, if you let Xiyue, the little girl, see it, you can't be fascinated. I shook off the mess that flashed through my head, and a bowl of light, hot soup ran down my esophagus and slowly flowed into my stomach, fending off the winter chill of Freljord. I had a look of great enjoyment on my face.

And when I put the food in my mouth, the smile completely froze. This brick-like hard food is a god horse? Biting into a hard, cold, ice-cube?

Bronn seemed to see the distorted expression on my face and smiled apologetically, "We villagers eat this. Looking at the "ice cube" in my hand, I swallowed slightly, "Hehe, follow the customs, follow the customs." "I took a bite of this ice-cube-like food, which was probably a kind of powder made from ground plants in the snow, mixed with water and frozen. A bunch of Eskimos, I wish you all a good tooth and a good appetite, and at last, I barely reached my mouth, took a bite, and chewed on it, but the warmth that had just risen was swept away by the frozen food. Well, don't follow the locals.

"Brother Bron, I still like the hot soup just now, so please give me ......"

"The soup is gone." Bronn smiled apologetically at me, "Since you're an outsider, I don't think you can stand the cold, so I made you a bowl of hot soup." Looking at my longing eyes, he smiled again, "You know that we are all about food sources, not to mention fire sources, so you should settle for a little bit." ”

Well, I also suffered a lot when I was a professional assassin, so I have to pick and choose what to eat at this time. What's more, people have made me soup with the little fuel they have, what can I say but gratitude?

"That's right, Brother Bron." I smirked, "Didn't you just kill a giant bear?" How about we grill its meat and eat it? "I don't know what bear meat tastes like, but it must be more fragrant than ice cubes!

"Roast bear? Hmph, you're sorry for it! A crisp female voice sounded, and the door creaked open, and into the room were two girls dressed in animal skins. In the city of Dolan, a peaceful and progressive city like Picheng, the girl's clothes are similar to that of the earth, and in this ancient continent of Freljord, which is still in the age of cold weapons, such a girl wearing a black animal skin coat has become a beautiful landscape.

The girl who spoke was about 20 years old, tall, and her appearance was average, not ugly. Arm around another apparently shy girl, 18 years old, with large delicate eyes, medium height, and a very good figure developed under the skin of a black animal. The girl's face is not the melon seed face of ordinary beauties, but a round appearance, and the tender pink skin can be broken by blowing, and it will not look bloated at all. To use a more appropriate word - baby fat. This kind of beauty is matched with her Peugeot figure, tight black animal skin clothes, and a different kind of beauty, commonly known as a soft girl.

"What are you looking at?" The voice of disgust sounded again, and I squinted at the other girl next to me, who was weaker than the little sister.

"I didn't look at you again." I rolled my eyes at the ceiling disappreciatively.

"You ......, by the way, you just said roast bear? Hmph, you can figure it out, not to mention the scarcity of fire for the time being, that bear almost destroyed our home, that is the devil? You're going to eat the devil? Neuropathy! Cut! The woman smiled disdainfully, and also learned from me and gave me a blank look, forget it, what kind of mouth is fighting with a little woman? She said that if it is the devil, it is the devil, and perhaps this is the custom, and all the attackers are regarded as the devil. A bear becomes a devil, hmph, I still haven't seen a real devil. I pursed my lips and continued to "enjoy" the food in front of me......

"Sister!" The girl finally opened her lips lightly, her voice was gentle and crisp, much more comfortable than the female voice just now, she pouted, angry, and then smiled at me kindly, and then ran her gaze into Bloom, revealing a little tenderness.

"We're here for the giant bear, Dad plans to gather the villagers and start a demon killing conference immediately, Brother Bronn hurry up and prepare!" The girl smiled freely, and two sweet dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Yes, I see. Nia, Mondol. Tyrone replied softly, and the second daughter didn't stay long, smiled politely at Bronn and walked out of the room with Yingying.

"Mondo? Hahaha! I laughed heartily, and the "ice cube" in my hand was stuck in mid-air.