Chapter 630: The Second Double-Pupiled Man

Mr. Chonghua seemed to see what I was thinking, and his eyes opened and closed, and the gold and silver light flickered. He looked at me quietly and said, "Come with me, little one!" ”

He said he wanted me to go with him, and I really didn't dare to refuse. At the moment, I honestly followed behind and went up step by step.

As I walked, I stole a look at the legendary figure. I was scared enough when I saw him for the first time, and then I was shocked by his method of scaring away the big slug, so I didn't see him properly at all.

At this glance, I can see that he is different. It's not so much about how good he is at the means, but about his temperament and the movements between walking.

His temperament has an indescribable mystery, an indescribable elegance, and an indescribable calmness and self-confidence. There is a vague and inviolable domineering.

Coupled with the fluttering purple clothes, the appearance is superb, and the gold and silver light revealed by the eyes even makes me feel ashamed of myself.

Mr. Chonghua didn't pay attention to me looking at him, but walked to the glacier on his own, and then I realized that there was a small house made of crystal clear ice.

This room is naturally not a prison soul hut, although the space inside is not large, but it is clean. Although the temperature is very low, it can give people a very warm feeling.

Because of the transparent nature of the ice, I can see the furnishings inside at a glance. There are coffee tables and chairs made of ice, as well as tea sets and daily necessities made of ice. Although the furnishings are simple, you can see that they are all artificially made.

After Mr. Chonghua entered the house, he sat opposite the coffee table. He took out a teapot made of cold ice from the side, took out two more teacups, and poured two cups of water for me and him respectively.

It is said to be clear water, but the surrounding area is dozens of degrees below zero, and the water flow is not only not frozen, but also bubbling with a puff of white gas. I felt furious when I saw it, and I didn't know if I wanted to drink it.

Who knows if the entrails will freeze into ice cubes after drinking this thing.

Mr. Chonghua said lightly: "Thousands of years ago, no one was worthy of me pouring tea myself. Come and try it, this is probably the last pot of cold iced tea in the world. ”

I saw that Mr. Chonghua seemed to have a displeased look on his face, and my heart suddenly panicked. In a hurry, he didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

As I imagined, the iced tea was cold in the mouth, like a knife, straight into the throat, and then down the throat and into the stomach. In an instant, I felt my whole body freeze, and the chill ran rampant through my body along all my limbs.

At this time, I realized that I could no longer control my body, and when my fingers were stiff, even the teacup clattered and fell to the ground.