When I first met this man, I still had a little bit of a reaction in my head. But those eyes, which were different from ordinary people, made me instantly excited, and I subconsciously turned around and wanted to run.

Seriously, I'm also a well-informed man, and I don't know how many ghosts, ghosts, zombies, and spirits have been cut. But when I wanted to run, I felt that my legs were limp and I couldn't use any strength at all.

It's like a mouse meets a cat, and a sheep sees a pack, and there is no thought of resisting or running away.

This is Emperor Shun, that's right! This is Emperor Shun sleeping in an ice coffin in the eighteenth layer of hell! I had seen him more than once through the ice coffin, and I knew that he was indeed a living person, not a dead man.

But I never imagined that Emperor Shun really crawled out of the coffin and stood in front of me alive!

I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between my teeth and said, "Shun...... Emperor Shun! You...... Your old man ......"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, the golden and silver pupils of his eyes flowed, and he said to me: "From the time I entered the ice coffin, I was no longer Emperor Shun. Well, according to your habits, you should call me Mr. Chonghua. ”

Mr. Chonghua? One of the three emperors and five emperors, the famous guide of the Chinese nation, and the last emperor of the Dayu Dynasty, who dares to call him Mr. Chonghua?

My heart was pounding, and I couldn't even care about the big slug behind me, so I only knew that I subconsciously said: "Chonghua...... Mr. ......"

Mr. Chonghua blinked again, and I was a little dizzy when I saw it. He said, "Little one, stand there and don't move." ”

Emperor Shun said don't want me to move, I really don't dare to move. Then I saw Mr. Chonghua take two steps straight forward and look down at the big slugs below the glacier.

I couldn't help but tilt my head to look down, just in time to see that the big slug's whole body was condensed into a ball of flesh, and the mucus on the outside of the ball of flesh quickly solidified, forming a solid layer of armor.

In the cracks of the armor, countless tiny slugs crawled out in a steady stream, and then climbed up towards the glacier.

Mr. Chonghua smiled: "It's been thousands of years, and I haven't grown at all." ”

He stretched out his hand, and a curvy rune fell to the ground. This rune looks very familiar, and it is He Zhonghua's best ghost script.

It's just that his ghost writing is different from He Zhonghua's ghost writing, Lao He's ghost writing is pure pitch black, and it can express different meanings according to different external environments. However, Mr. Chonghua's ghost text is entangled in gold and silver, and when it was first painted, it was only a few strokes, but as soon as it fell to the ground, it spread down the glacier like mercury.

Relying on my eyes, I can see through the essence of this ghost text at a glance. This thing is like two electric currents with different properties entangled with each other, and when entangled, they are still constantly colliding, constantly absorbing and releasing energy.

As soon as the little slug who kept climbing came into contact with the gold and silver ghost text, it was as if they had been hit by electricity, and their bodies shook a few times, and they fell directly from the glacier.

The big slugs below the glacier let out a demonstrative roar, rolled up, swept away the corpses of the little slugs, and then turned and ran.

This escape was really beyond my expectations, after all, the roar just now sounded menacing, and I wanted to fight to the death. Who wants to slip away after roaring.

It's like someone is going to fight with you, saying things like hacking you to death, killing you, but after saying that, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and fled, and the huge contrast makes people a little unable to react.

Mr. Chonghua is not in a hurry, and he looks confident. He said aloud: "The life in the 10,000-year prison is not over, you want to run out and make waves, this time I can't tolerate you!" ”

After he finished speaking, he took out a small box from his purple-gold robe, opened the box, and inside were two gray butterflies. If you look closely, these two butterflies seem to be carved out of some kind of stone, except that the color is not normal, but the shape is vivid, and it is true.