"Cold, cold・・・・・・" Luo Hanya felt like a person in summer clothes who had suddenly walked to the polar regions, her face was slightly blue from the cold, and her hands and feet became more and more disobedient, and her head became groggy, as if she was about to fall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As the cold intensified, Luo Hanya finally felt that he couldn't stand it, he wanted to retreat, but where was there still a trace of the hospital? It was snowing around, and the cement road he was walking on just now turned into snow, and Luo Hanya, who was in a desperate situation, couldn't help but feel desperate, he knew very well that despair in this situation was equivalent to giving up his life, but what else could he do except despair?

In the face of the vast snow, he couldn't think of any way, and he also wondered if all this was an illusion, but the chain of health gradually turned to red light, so he completely rejected this possibility.

A cold wind followed by a cold wind, mixed with snow particles like ice cubes, Luo Hanya felt that he couldn't support it anymore, he couldn't even feel the chill to the bone, he just felt that his body was no longer under his control, and then even his consciousness became blurred.

"How can this be, doesn't this script give any life at all? ・・・・・・The game of the pit father・・・・・・" finally complained about this game, and Luo Hanya fell into the snow in a gorgeous posture of martyrdom・・・・・・

I don't know how long it was, maybe a day? Maybe longer, anyway, it seemed like a long time had passed for Luo Hanya, and his consciousness finally showed a little sign of recovery, as if he heard a voice in his heart shouting frantically—"Wake up, wake up!" How can you fall! Have you forgotten your promise to Shanshan? Wake up! ”

"Ah・・・・・・h

"You're awake." A calm, magnetic voice came from Luo Hanya's side.

Only then did Luo Hanya realize that there were people around, and he turned his head to look and found an old man in black sitting beside him.

This person looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with slightly frosty sideburns, and although his face was wrinkled, his body looked extremely tough, and his hands were as white as a teenager when they were exposed outside the black robe. The black-robed old man sat straight, his eyes sharp, as if he could see through all the vanity.

Luo Hanya expected that this person had saved herself, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you uncle for saving me, save your life, and repay you when the spring springs." ”

"Hahaha, boy, what do you think the old man will need you to do?" The black-robed old man smiled heartily and asked, "Boy, do you know what kind of place this is?" ”

"I don't know, but I don't intend to trespass here, and I ask the old man to tell me what this place is." Luo Hanya's heart sank, and she secretly wondered if she had broken into some forbidden land, but her tone was still unhurried.

"Boy, this is an ice hell, your spiritual power is so meager, how could you set foot here?" The black-robed old man glanced at Luo Hanya in surprise and asked curiously.

"Boy Jackdaw Luo, I arrived here unexpectedly in search of the horror eater, originally I was in a hospital, but I never thought that I would arrive at this cold hell while walking, I couldn't stand the cold here, and fainted here." Luo Hanya told the cause and effect of coming here.

"Raven Lo, right, you said you were looking for a terror eater? Do you know that the Terror Eater is a great demon, and if you are looking for a Terror Eater, I am afraid that there will not even be enough to stuff its teeth. The black-robed old man looked at Luo Hanya with a funny look on his face and said mercilessly.

"Is this ・・・・・・ Great Demon strong?" Luo Hanya asked subconsciously.

"Is it strong? Haha, boy, demons are divided into ten orders, sixth, seventh, and eighth orders are big demons, and terror eaters are eighth-order great demons, all of them are high-level existences in this cold and ice hell, and the weakest first-order demons can set off large-scale disasters in the human world, do you say it is strong? The black-robed old man's face was full of mockery.

"But how could such a powerful being create a space in a hospital and feed by causing some humans to fall into nightmares?" Luo Hanya looked incredulous.

"Wait, you say it's in a hospital? Have you seen the Sleeping Soul again? The black-robed old man's eyes lit up and asked eagerly.

"Yes, I also hit the luck and wiped out a ・・・・・・" Before Luo Hanya could finish speaking, the black-robed old man directly interrupted Luo Hanya, and he said with a smile on his face: "Boy, you are really my lucky star." ”

The black-robed old man tapped Luo Hanya's eyebrows, and a drop of blood immediately flew out of Luo Hanya's eyebrows, and the black-robed old man pinched it in his hand, and said in a low voice: "The way back is leading, get up!" ”

I saw that the drop of blood turned into a red line and flew straight in one direction, "This, what the hell is going on?" Luo Hanya asked with a confused expression.

I saw the black-robed old man pick up Luo Hanya casually, and explained to him while chasing the way home: "Boy, although the Terror Eater is the superior existence of the Ice Hell, it still has many enemies in the Ice Hell, so every 10,000 years. When it lays eggs, it will look for a lower plane, take out a piece of 'space-time' from the lower plane, and then place its eggs in this 'space-time', and scatter some sleeping spirits to help it grow. Once it is out of its infancy, the Terror Eater will lure its descendants, or more precisely, clones, back to the Ice Hell, merging with it and increasing its power. What you encounter is supposed to be the egg laid by the Terrorogre, and your sudden appearance in the Ice Hell may be that you have inadvertently touched the spatial imprint left by the Terrorophore. ”

"Uncle, could it be that you have a grudge against the Terror Eater?" Luo Hanya seemed to understand something from the words of the black-robed old man, and suddenly interjected,

"Hmph, I have a grudge against it, and I became a demon because of him." The black-robed old man's eyes showed monstrous hatred, and he laughed heartily like a madman, "It's bad luck if it provokes me, since it provokes me, its doppelganger has never returned to one, hahaha・・・・・・"

Luo Hanya looked at the black-robed old man with a shocked face, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling bitter in her heart, "I didn't expect me to lure a wolf into the room!" ”

"Hey, boy, what are you afraid of? Don't worry, I was a demon hunter before I became a demon, and I became a demon because I was framed by a terror demon, and I won't hurt you humans. The black-robed old man seemed to have seen through Luo Hanya's heart, and said in a playful tone.

Luo Hanya scratched her head with an embarrassed face, no longer thinking nonsense, and just let the black-robed old man carry it and gallop away.

After a while, the black-robed old man took Luo Hanya to the return guide, and at this time, the return guide floated quietly in the air, motionless.

"The way back, receive" The black-robed old man shouted again, and the homecoming guide turned into a drop of blood again, and returned to Luo Hanya's eyebrows under the guidance of the black-robed old man.

The system's chime rings again:

【Congratulations on obtaining Demon Blood】