Zhao Fei was holding the wooden barrel and was happily walking on the way back. However, he didn't know that at this time, in the deeper part of the snowy region, it was not calm.

"Boom!"

On a mountainside, there was an explosion, and smoke and dust billowed up. There were no blizzards, but nothing other than snow remained in the depths of the snowy region, and soon the snow rolled down from the mountains again, covering the place again, and the smoke and dust were gone.

"Flutter. ”

Where the snow was buried, a dark red arm broke through the snow and stretched out. The tips of the fingers, with long and sharp pointed, dark black nails, make the arms look a little scary at first glance.

This is clearly not an arm that a Warcraft can have.

The arm bent down and began to slowly dig through the covered snow. When the snow was dug up a little loosely, the guy buried underneath broke through the snow. It was a successful act of self-help.

The guy who sat up, with dark red skin, long pointed ears, and fangs that showed a little bit of tip. Dressed in a black robe, his delicate facial features, handsome face, and slightly evil eyes made him look a little evil. That's right, it's a demon that can't run.

"Phew!"

Originally, he had a demonic aura, but because of this guy, he spit out the snow in his mouth without any image, and the atmosphere was directly swept away.

(Demon Language) #%@. (The teleportation went wrong, I just wanted to see where the limit was, but I didn't expect to overdo it.) Now, where is this? I don't know anything about it. ）”

The demon scratched his head, looking at the completely unfamiliar scenery around him with some confusion.

I really wonder if such a sharp and long nail will scratch the scalp.

(Demon Language)%¥#!(The environment here is so bad, how can it compare to the lava, sulfur, and inhaling ~ hot air at home!)"

Jumped up, stood and looked around, trying to determine his position.

(Demon Language) %¥#. (I can't figure it out, so I should go in that direction?The energy of the teleportation just now is almost exhausted, is there anything to add here?But forget it, I'm not in a hurry to go back, I've been at home for so long, and it's not bad to come out and play once in a while.) ）”

The demon thought in small pieces as he chose a random spot and walked down.

When the demon lifted his feet, he could clearly see that the feet that had been buried under the snow were not ordinary feet, but hoof-like feet, with some flames around the edges. However, it seems that this guy is in control, and the flames have no temperature, and even the surrounding snow has not melted.

However, this guy's image and state, no matter how you look at it, don't match the snowy region, and it is very eye-catching.

This conspicuous state eventually brought him trouble.

(Demon Language) %#. (Ah, big blue bird, something that the demon world doesn't have, this one has only been seen in books.) ）”

The demon looked at the creature above his head with some blankness, a big ice-blue bird, shining with ice-blue light in the sun, beautiful.

It seemed harmless, but the demon couldn't afford to oppose it. Because......

(lingua franca) #¥@. (Look at your image, is it a demon? It's just an eighth-level demon, and this is not a place where you can come at will.) ）”

The big ice blue bird speaks the lingua franca of the human race in this world. If a demonic beast can reach this kind of form, it must be able to transform into a shape, that is to say, this ice blue bird is already at least level nine.

Therefore, this demon, unconsciously, walked into the depths of the snowy region, which is also one of the most dangerous places, the territory of the ninth-level demonic beast. In the absence of such a level of intervention as the legend, the ninth-level demonic beast is the highest combat power in this world. However......

(Devil's Language) #%¥. (Cut, I don't understand a word.) ）”

The demon pursed his lips, a little depressed, it was rare to meet a guy who could ask for directions, but he faced embarrassment because of the language barrier.

Similarly, the blue bird does not understand the demon language. However, the Warcraft that can skillfully use the lingua franca is likely to be a guy who has transformed into a human and has been to the human world. Although he can't understand the language, he has learned to read words and colors.

However, looking at the appearance of this demon, as well as what he said, it can be seen that this is not a guy who often goes out. I'm a maverick, such a guy doesn't understand how to communicate with other creatures.

Pouting with disdain, with an impatient face, in the eyes of the demon, it was the expression that appeared on his face, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, in the eyes of the blue bird, this is an unfriendly and hostile expression with himself, and a large well emerges from his head.

(Since you don't understand it, and you're hostile, let's get rid of it.) Anyway, you're also level eight, it's not easy, so I won't take your life!)"

The blue bird is not a brutal monster, it is used to the rules of the monster, and with a chirp, it slowly flapped its wings.

Don't look at the bluebird just flapping its wings slightly, but it produces a strong wind, which is accompanied by a trace of cold, but also mixed with ice and snow. The bluebird just flapped its wings slightly, but to the demon, it was completely force majeure!

Hold your hands on top of your head and press hard with your feet to stabilize your center of gravity. However, he is powerless, and the opponent in front of him is far from being able to resist him. Gradually, the demon was frozen in ice little by little, and then, the entire ice began to break away from the ground and fly into the distance. The direction of the flight away is the south of the lower regional level.

After this insignificant blow, the bluebird drew a gorgeous arc and flew behind him. Behind him, the long tail is rolled up, shedding a little light.

The power of the ninth-level demonic beast should not be underestimated, and the demon flew directly far away in a state of being frozen and powerless to resist. Eventually, the ice fell and hit a hillside.

[This ice cube is really hard enough, it's not broken.] 】

"Click. ”

The ice begins to crack and eventually shatters, and the demon breaks through the ice.

[No one here can understand my language, or I don't speak much, why did I forget to learn the lingua franca in the first place!] 】

The demon that broke through the ice looked around, but still couldn't figure out where he was. However, because of the ice, the body temperature of the demon who was used to the high temperature dropped a lot, and he felt a chill.

Close your eyes and try to draw a little energy to replenish yourself, but ......

[It turns out that most of it is water element, and the energy I need is too thin!] Oh my God, how can this be good, this kind of replenishment speed, in order to adapt to the climate here, I don't dare to consume energy lightly!]

When the demon found out about this situation, he looked dumbfounded. In an instant, a deep feeling of "being pitted" haunted my heart. In order to reduce the consumption of energy, the demon even put away the temperatureless flames on his feet.

[What is necessary now is to find a place to live.] At the current speed of energy recovery, it will take a long time to teleport over long distances next time......]

The demon looked depressed, and without any energy, he chose a direction and walked over.

The demon advanced on the hillside, and at the foot of the mountain, a figure who was also "pitted" white holding a wooden barrel met him. However, because they didn't pay attention to their surroundings, the two figures passed by, but they didn't notice each other. PS: Remember three things: recommend, collect, and share~