"Xue'er, we people in the snowy region don't talk about age, and any man who has bathed in the glory of God Jima can marry a wife. When my Abba returns, I beg my Abba to prepare a generous gift and come to the door to propose marriage! ”

"Van Hai, will you marry me?"

When the woman in Tsing Yi heard this, a touch of crimson appeared on her crystal face, and her head was buried lower in Fan Hai's warm arms, and she asked softly.

"Well, I'm willing to marry you, will you marry me?"

Van Hai lifted the woman from his arms, stared into her eyes, and asked softly.

The woman looked up, not answering Van Hai's question, but glanced towards the opposite town. In her eyes as clear as ice crystals, she faintly saw that the ice where Fan Hai lived was glowing with a thick color of blood.

"Fanhai, it's time for me to go, can you come with me?"

The woman withdrew her gaze from the town and looked expectantly at Fanhai, looking at Fanhai's handsome face that was slightly excited about her new love.

"Cher, how long will you allow me? When my Abba returns, I beg him to go to Ice and Snow City immediately to propose marriage! ”

The woman was silent, as if hesitating about something. But when she looked at the slightly pleading gaze of her lover beside her, she finally laughed softly.

"Cher is waiting for you!"

Fandi re-purchased the goods in the Ice City, loading them onto the sled. Even because there was too much cargo, he temporarily rented a sled.

However, because the two sleds are together, it will be more difficult for the beast to drag it around, which will inevitably affect the speed of their return. But this is obviously not considered for Vandi, who is in the excitement period after the catastrophe.

"Xiao Luo, when I go back, I will build a more spacious igloo for you to live in. We have few men in the snowy region and many women, and you are also a man who has bathed in the glory of the god Jima, I will ask your aunt to find you an amorous and charming snowy woman, haha! ”

Fan Di's body recovered quickly, he sat on the sled, whipped the beast in front of him, and walked forward slowly, while shouting and laughing at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was sitting on the sled next to him.

When Zhang Xiaoluo heard this, his heart warmed, and he rarely showed a look of shame, but Zhang Yu's delicate face appeared in his mind, and after a while, his delicate face turned into Zhi Fei, and after a while, he became Shi Shengnan......

He tried his best to suppress what he was thinking, and was about to say to Fandi that he had someone he cared about, when suddenly a strong palpitation gushed out, instantly hitting his whole body.

Zhang Xiaoluo's body staggered, and he actually planted a sled.

Seeing this, Fan Di was shocked, hurriedly pulled the beast, turned over and jumped on the sled, and helped Zhang Xiaoluo up, but found that a bright red blood stain had overflowed from the corner of Zhang Xiaoluo's mouth.

Zhang Xiaoluo endured the growing palpitations, and he sat cross-legged on the thick snow, his eyes slowly closed.

When he opened it again, the clear color in Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes had faded and had become blank.

He looked his gaze, devoid of human emotion, in the direction of the distant town, and faintly saw a blood-red light, mixed with the desperate screams of Miji.

Although Zhang Xiaoluo had left Fandi behind and rushed back to the town where Miji's family lived alone, it was still too late.

The snow seemed to be more urgent, accompanied by the howling cold wind rushing towards Zhang Xiaoluo from the town, mixed with a thick bloody atmosphere.

Zhang Xiaoluo endured the increasingly burning anger in his chest, took a deep breath, and the cold air mixed with the slightest fishy sweet smell was inhaled into his chest

and then exhale slowly.

The ice and snow path in the town has long been in shambles, and on the road that has gradually been covered by flying snow, you can vaguely see a circle of palm-sized traces, like canine footprints.

In order to show their devotion to the god Jima, the people of the Snowy Lands do not keep dogs.

Zhang Xiaoluo thought of the snow wolf riders he had seen riding huge snow wolves in Ice and Snow City.

"Uncle Vandy's murder of Nagong seems to have passed. Even if the matter is revealed, the threat should come from the white-robed sacrifices in the Temple of Ice and Snow City, not the Snow Wolf Ride! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo thought secretly as he ran into the town.

Fan Hai once said that the snow wolf ride in the snowy country is mainly responsible for the affairs of the snowy crown prince, and at the same time is responsible for the safety of the snowy land. The Fanhai family should have nothing to do with the snow wolf ride, but ......

Zhang Xiaoluo stopped running, and in the snow next to the only path leading to the outside of the town, a man wearing a thick black animal skin jacket lay on his side.

Half of the man's body was sunk into the snow beneath him, and the blood that flowed out soaked a large area of snow. Perhaps it was the slightly warmer blood that melted some of the snow under him, and the melted snow and blood gradually solidified into a thick layer of blood ice.

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent, bending down to flip over the corpse, which had almost frozen into an ice lump and was stiff all over. An old and swarthy face was revealed. As his face had merged with the ice on the ground, a piece of flesh and skin on his face was torn off alive.

This person Zhang Xiaoluo has seen it, but he can't name it. Fan Hai once respectfully told this person about Zhang Xiaoluo's freezing in the snowfield, and it was also this person who acquiesced to Zhang Xiaoluo's living in the town after accepting a beast leg sent by Fan Hai.

This person seemed to have been slapped on the chest by a wild beast, and directly smashed the thick animal skin jacket he was wearing, and the paw prints that occupied almost the entire chest actually slapped through a large hole in the person's chest, revealing the blurred organs in the chest cavity.

"Miggie!"

Zhang Xiaoluo finally stood outside the igloo where the Van Di's wife lived. The igloo was quiet, but the smell of blood was stronger than the rest of the town.

The thick animal skin curtain hanging at the door of the igloo had been tilted, and a corner fell softly to the ground, and the copper bell on it was also flattened, and the big drops of blood on the ground at the door were like a little blood-red blood-colored plum blossom.

Zhang Xiaoluo opened the curtain and walked in, and the bloody atmosphere in the room was even stronger, almost substantial.

The animal oil lamp on the wall still flickered, emitting a yellowish glow. Fanhai's grandmother was squatting softly on the ice platform under the kerosene lamp, with a thick wound on her back. The wound seemed to be inserted from the back, penetrating the thick jacket, through the chest, and bursting out of the chest.

Beneath her, there was a pile of ice picks that had been polished to a very smooth surface, most of which had been stained red with blood, turning into a strange blood-colored cone.

"Miggie!"

Zhang Xiaoluo thought of Miji, and he turned around and walked out of the house towards another smaller igloo next to the igloo.

In the Snowy Plains, it is customary for children to live alone in an igloo after weaning, both men and women. So Xiao Ji has always lived alone in a house.

Zhang Xiaoluo opened Miji's igloo, only to find that although there were messy footprints inside, there were no traces of blood. He stood in Miggy's room, his eyes narrowing slightly, and suddenly he reached out and lifted the quilt, which was covered with a brand new sandals.

He searched all the igloos of Van Hai, and the igloos where he lived did not find Mitch or Van Hai

of corpses.

Zhang Xiaoluo's heart was a little calm, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then walked out of the igloo and walked towards the surrounding igloo. But even if he searched the entire ice, he couldn't find half a figure.

No ghosts! No ghosts! Still no ghosts!

Zhang Xiaoluo's anger became heavier and heavier, he searched in the ice, shouting the names of Van Hai and Miji, but only the cold wind in the snowy region that seemed to never stop was echoing.

He stood in the deserted, seemingly dead town, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared loudly.

With the roar, Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes gradually became empty again.

Through the endless snow, he saw!

He saw a team of snow wolves riding on huge snow wolves ride into the town, and the hideous snow wolves slapped the old man who was strolling around the town with one paw and went straight to the igloo where Van Hai lived.

He saw a snow wolf guard wrapped in a thick white wolf coat, and a halberd pierced the back of Fanhai's grandmother who was bowing her head and polishing the ice pick.

He saw Van Hai, who was repairing the Miji igloo, rushing madly towards the Snow Wolf Guard who was holding a scroll of portraits, but was pushed to the ground by the Snow Wolf Guard who was standing coldly beside him.

He also saw Xiao Ji, who seemed to hear Brother's screams, and only had time to hide a clog straw sandal, and was picked up like a chicken by the intruding Snow Wolf Guard, and turned around and went out. He saw Migi struggling frantically, screaming in despair, looking out at the street that led to the snowy expanse......

Finally, when the hollow color in Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes gradually faded, he saw the figure of the woman in the sky above the town who covered the sky and the sun, like ice and snow condensed.

The woman didn't seem to find the two brothers and sisters, she waved her sleeves at the people of the town who fled in panic, and the wind and snow filled the city, and all the people of the town disappeared.

She's not a ghost, she's a demon!

From the woman's body, Zhang Xiaoluo felt the demonic aura that had appeared on Fan Hai's body. This kind of breath, Zhang Xiaoluo had also felt it on the body of the Falling Flower Cave God.

Xuanmen Yin and Yang catch ghosts, Maoshan Taoist people are stiff, and demons ......

The Great Demon of Heaven and Earth is an existence that is extremely evasive, including the Onmyoji and Maoshan Dao.

But Zhang Xiaoluo didn't have the heart to think about this ice and snow demon at the moment. His nose moved slightly, and he gently sniffed the bloody breath that had been weakened by the cold wind. Finally, he took a step and galloped towards the snowfield where the snow wolf rode away.

Zhang Xiaoluo, who was running on the vast snowfield, suddenly stopped, his body trembled slightly, and looked at the small snow mound not far away.

The closer he got to the snow mound, the more the bloody aura became heavier, and Zhang Xiaoluo's thin body trembled more and more violently. He stood at the top of the snow hill and looked at the other side of the snow hill, a bloody tear falling from the corner of his eye.

On the other side of the snow hill, on the slope of the snow hill, there is a pitch-black and cold halberd. At the top of the halberd hung a thin body.

Miji's body had frozen, and the little beast jacket on his body had been torn apart and scattered all over the ground. Her trousers had been reduced to her ankles, hanging from the only one of her sandals, swaying in the wind, and her belly was a blur of flesh.

Zhang Xiaoluo spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered down on top of the knee-high snow.

His eyes were red, and he struggled to his feet, walking towards the thin figure on top of the halberd. He reached out and slowly reached out to the little face, which had been frozen black.

On the small face, a pair of eyes full of fear and despair were wide open, looking in the direction of the ice and snow city.