"Click. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The sound of the door opening suddenly sounded, shattering all the dead silence in the hallway.

"Hiccup...... Is it all said and done? Ou Shinan, who was originally leaning against the door, bumped into Luo Hanya and collapsed at the door of room thirteen, drunken and hiccupping.

A unique smell of the drunkard's body came to his face, so that Luo Hanya couldn't help but fan in front of his nose, making this smell that was not very good, and even unbearable for ordinary people dispersed farther away.

"How much wine have you drunk! It's too much. Luo Hanya asked with a frown.

"Not much." Ou Heather seemed to be drinking with her tongue a little curled, and her speech was a little unsmooth, "About seven or eight bottles?" ”

Luo Hanya pressed his temples with a slight headache, and looked helplessly at Ou Shinan, who was almost drunk, "It's time, it's time to go there, are you going?" ”

Ou Heather leaned her head against the wall, as if she didn't hear Luo Hanya's voice at all, and even let out a snoring sound.

"Let's go, it's time, it looks like he can't go." The stone silkworm pulled Laluo Hanya and signaled to leave this drunkard alone.

"If you don't even go, it seems that he is an outsider." Luo Hanya took a deep look at Ou Shinan, who was lying on the ground snoring like thunder, and sighed very emotionally in his heart, "If only I could be as free and easy as him." ”

"Cough cough cough ......" The familiar coughing sound came from the door not far away.

"It's time, but I don't have the strength to walk through it." Xiao Feng's voice was weaker than the last time he heard it, as if he was about to speak, his voice was ethereal like the whisper of a ghost, mournful and heartbreaking, until everyone who heard his sigh had tears in their eyes.

The stone silkworm trembled inexplicably when she heard Xiao Feng's voice, as if she was afraid of Xiao Feng.

Luo Hanya sighed, planning to take a look at Xiaofeng before going over.

Ou Heather still continued to snore like thunder, lying motionless on the ground, as if she had died drunk to death in her dream.

"Brother, can you take me over?" Xiao Feng gasped and barely finished a sentence.

The stone silkworm trembled and pulled the corner of Luo Hanya's clothes, as if to stop Luo Hanya and let him leave it alone.

Luo Hanya shook his head at the stone silkworm, "What should come will always come, it's time to settle all this." ”

"Xiaofeng, brother will take you over......" Luo Hanya opened Xiaofeng's room, and the biting chill greeted him, making him shiver, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Mom, my brother is here, don't worry, Xiaofeng will come back." Xiaofeng was lying on the bed, his eyes were blank, looking directly at the bed next to him, like a runaway boy saying goodbye to his mother, but there was obviously nothing there.

Luo Hanya's face did not change at all, he just lowered his head and walked to the head of Xiao Feng's bed, standing silently, waiting for Xiao Feng to say goodbye.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Mom, Xiaofeng is gone." Xiao Feng tried to sit up, but he was too weak and tried many times without success.

"Xiaofeng, brother can help you." Luo Hanya walked to Xiao Feng's side and gently hugged Xiao Feng, Luo Hanya couldn't help but shudder, only to feel that he had picked up a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Feng in surprise.

"Brother, put me down." Xiao Feng shook his head and motioned for Luo Hanya to put him down.

"That's ......."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Xiaofeng, you're coughing up blood again."

"It's okay, brother, you hand me your right hand."

Xiao Feng looked at Luo Hanya's right hand, dipped himself in the blood he coughed up, and trembled his fingers and wrote a word on Luo Hanya's right hand, the word "cold".

Luo Hanya was taken aback, and he didn't know why Xiaofeng wrote this word.

[Congratulations on obtaining Xiaofeng's blood seal.] 】

[Name: Little Wind's Blood Mark]

[Type: Rune]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Effect: Immune to all ice skills below the seventh order.] 】

[Note: The imprint condensed by Xiaofeng's hard work contains a powerful cold aura. 】

Luo Hanya was stunned, smiled bitterly and patted his head, he realized that he was in a game, I don't know if all this is too real, or if he is too deep into the play. He couldn't help but ask himself again, "Is this really still a game?" Why is everything so real? ”

…………

"Brother, let's go." Xiao Feng seemed to be even weaker after drawing the rune, he looked at the bed next to him with blank eyes, and waved his hand gently.

"Let's go."

Luo Hanya picked up Xiaofeng and walked towards the outside of the house.

When "Mom......" left the house, Luo Hanya heard Xiaofeng's low and weak voice whispering in his ear again, but with a hint of satisfaction.

Luo Hanya closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his chest, and glanced back, as if he wanted to remember this room in the depths of his mind.

The moment he looked back, Luo Hanya saw an illusory shadow and was facing him, it seemed to be a woman, caressing his son who was about to go away.

"You remember, he became like this because of you, and you owe us our lives." A soft female voice drilled into Luo Hanya's ears and engraved on his heart.

Luo Hanya blinked vigorously, an electric current ran through his head to his toes, his heart was beating wildly, and he swallowed his saliva, wondering what these truths were.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"This is probably my fate, don't blame my brother, no one can change it." Xiao Feng looked at Luo Hanya, then at his mother, leaned his head on Luo Hanya's shoulder, and a wisp of red suddenly appeared on his pale face.

"Alas...... There you go. The soft female voice sighed and disappeared into the darkness as if it had never appeared.

"Xiaofeng, what the hell is going on?"

"Brother, you'll know soon, I'm so tired, let me rest for a while."

Xiao Feng lay weakly on Luo Hanya's shoulder, his chest was constantly rising and falling, but he lost the strength to cough, and could only press all the pain deep in his chest.

In the dim corridor, the aura of cold death became even stronger, and the embodied aura gradually turned into countless demons, with teeth and claws around Luo Hanya, who was walking with Xiaofeng bowed, and whispered the overture of the funeral.

"You said April was the cruelest month,

An ethereal dream was built on the wasteland,

Combining memories and desires,

The spring rain urges the departed spirits.

……

You can't speak,

I can't open my mouth,

The living have become a bunch of tattered idols,

Whipped by black rain.

I couldn't speak,

The eyes can't see,

I am not alive,

Nor did he die.

We don't know anything,

Looking at the black building in the depths of the fog in confusion,

It was a dead silence.

There is warmth in the cold,

That's your unchilled bones,

We wait for the bells,

Funeral for you. ”

…………

(To be continued.) )