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Death Island is located in the far north of the snowy region, and to the northwest is the ice field. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Ice Fields are extremely extensive, covering almost the entire northern part of the War Demon Continent, and its eastern area is a series of mountains and vast primeval forests.

Emptiness and cold are synonymous with the ice field, even the lush primeval forest cannot attract many people to live, and the lack of spiritual power makes warriors rarely willing to develop here.

Of course, these are all relative to the central area of the War Demon Continent, and in terms of itself, the ice field, like the East China Sea, is also populated, and there are always people who choose to settle here, wander and grow here for various reasons.

In the mountains of the eastern part of the ice sheet, there is a valley inhabited by a group of ordinary people who live by the mountains and the sea, and they form a small village called Hei Hoard.

There are not many people in the black hoard, only about ten households, fifty or sixty people. Surrounded by mountains, more than 20 miles away from the sea, it is very convenient to hunt and dig treasure to go to sea, and in general, it is also considered to be abundant, and it can be rich in food and clothing.

At this moment, there are two figures walking into the valley from outside, the man is wearing a wolf fur coat and a mink hat, his body is not as tall and strong as the ice people, but looks slender and thin, but his face is delicate and handsome, very popular with men, women and children, and the woman is wearing a pink leather coat and hat, the two big eyes are particularly eye-catching, the face is exquisite, and the personality is a typical ice field cheerful type, which is also very likable.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them walked into the black hoard, all kinds of greetings followed.

"Mo Lan is back, what good things did you hit this time?"

"Qian'er is getting more and more beautiful, you look at her eyes, they can be fascinated!"

"Old man He, where did you say that you got your good luck, not only do you have such a beautiful granddaughter, but you can also meet such a handsome and capable Mo Lan, you are really blessed in your old age. ”

"Yes, yes, you see, since Mo Lan came, he He Old Man has a Erlang leg at home every day, don't be too moisturized that day!"

"Mo Lan, come to my house when you have time, Auntie has prepared something for you to eat!"

"Mo Lan, my ox cart is broken and needs to be repaired, my old man can't do it alone, you have time to come and help!"

"It's strange to say, you said that Mo Lan's small body has so much strength, and carrying hundreds or thousands of pounds of things is like drinking water. ”

"yes, yes, just say ...... last time"

Mo Lan and He Yuqian greeted everyone happily. In the black hoarding, the relationship between the villagers and neighbors is very good, everyone helps each other, supports each other, although it is in the remote mountains, but it is happy.

Mo Lan likes this environment very much, although he can't remember what happened before, but here, he is really happy, very happy! There are grandfathers, sister Yuqian, Aunt Sun and a group of amiable elders.

The black hoarding is not big, Mo Lan and He Yuqian didn't take two steps to the door of the house, at this time Old Man He was already at the door to greet him, listening to the words of the neighbors, he smiled from ear to ear.

"My Molan is back, wow, this time I hit the snow leopard, and the red-horned yak, I made a lot of money, I made a lot of money!" The horns of the red-horned yak are very valuable, not to mention how happy Old Man He is.

"Hey, hey!" Mo Lan was also very happy.

"Let's go, carry it in, and wait for me to deal with it, and then we may be able to take this red horn and sell it to Wangjian City!" Old Man He said with great interest.

"Okay, I'm going to look at Blade City!" He Yuqian cheered. Wangjian City is a small city, but for people who are black hoarders, it is undoubtedly a big city, and everyone will look forward to going to a big city to see and see.

Mo Lan carried the snow leopard and the red-horned yak, walking like a fly, as light as nothing, everyone was amazed when they saw it.

After dinner, Mo Lan took a hot bath and immediately felt refreshed. Wearing a single coat, Mo Lan didn't feel cold at all. At this time, He Yuqian sneaked into Mo Lan's room, seeing that Mo Lan was dressed so thinly and her muscles were faintly visible, He Yuqian's pretty face couldn't help but be hot.

"Shall we go out and play?" He Yuqian said timidly.

"Let's go!" Mo Lan got up directly.

"You don't have to wear another piece of clothing?"

"No, I'm not cold!" Mo Lan grinned.

The night was dark, and the two sneaked out of the black hoard. As soon as the black hoard fell, Mo Lan skillfully picked up He Yuqian on his back and ran towards the top of the mountain outside the valley.

He Yuqian exclaimed, her body was clinging to Mo Lan's back, and there was only a thin layer of clothes between them, which made her face flush with shame.

On the steep mountain road, Mo Lan walks like flying, like walking on the ground. Only in a place where no one is there can he unleash his strength and speed at will. He didn't know why he had such a strong and agile body, but it didn't stop him from enjoying the benefits of it.

The people in the black hoarding knew that Mo Lan was powerful, but if they saw Mo Lan at this moment, they would definitely be surprised. Mo Lan is far more powerful than they imagined, even Mo Lan himself, he still doesn't know how strong his body is.

In addition to his body, Mo Lan also found that his energy was very strong, even if he didn't close his eyes for a few nights, his spirit could still be maintained very well, and he could still be highly concentrated, which also surprised him!

Soon, Mo Lan had climbed the highest mountain near the Black Hoard, his face was not red or breathless, and he didn't feel any tiredness at all. Sometimes, Mo Lan would wonder if he was transformed into some kind of powerful desolate beast, otherwise how could he have such a perverted body.

He Yuqian jumped off Mo Lan's back, and she had always been cheerful and arrogant, and she had completely returned to normal.

"Mo Lan, you are so powerful!" Although it was not the first time that Mo Lan had been carried up the mountain, He Yuqian was still very surprised, she was sure that Mo Lan must have been a big man before.

"yes, I think it's amazing too!"

"Can't you remember the past?"

"I don't remember at all!"

"Let me see the wound on your head. Hey, the scar has faded a lot, and it doesn't seem to be long before it's completely gone. yes, maybe your memory will be restored by then?"

When He Yuqian first met Mo Lan, Mo Lan was unconscious, with a big wound on her head and a lot of blood. As a rough guess, Mo Lan must have been hit in the brain to cause his amnesia.

Thinking that Mo Lan might recover her memory, He Yuqian was very happy, but soon, she fell silent.

"Mo Lan, if you recover your memory, will you leave the Black Hoard immediately!" He Yuqian's tone was a little expectant and a little lost.

"Of course not, silly sister!" Mo Lan touched He Yuqian's head, her eyes full of love. In the past month or so, the person who has the best relationship with him is He Yuqian in front of him. It is precisely because of her liveliness and cheerfulness that Mo Lan can come out of the sadness of amnesia so quickly.

"A word is a certainty, no remorse!"

"A word is a decision, and there will be no repentance!"

"It's the big yak who regrets it!"

"It's the big yak who regrets it!"

"Hehe-hee!" He Yuqian finally smiled, she put her arms around Mo Lan's arm, and her eyes happened to fall on Mo Lan's neck.

"I really want to touch the little bottle around your neck, it's so delicate and cute!" He Yuqian was eager to try, but he didn't dare to touch it. She vividly remembers the first time she touched the bottle, it felt like touching a piece of ice that instantly froze as soon as her hand touched it. That frostbite took half a month to heal, which made He Yuqian dare not touch it again.

"To be honest, I don't have any impression of it!" Mo Lan gently picked up the bottle, it was harmless to herself. The bottle is gilded and beautifully crafted, with a wide mouth and a narrow neck and round belly, like a small wine bottle. A red rope is tied to the gilt at the neck of the neck, and it is hung around the neck of the ink blue, which looks particularly good. As a woman, He Yuqian is very tempted by her!

In addition to not being impressed by the bottle ornament, Mo Lan also had no impression of the two rings on his hand. The ring on the left hand has an ink character on it, and the ring on the right hand has a dragon depicted on it, both of which look extraordinary.

Because he didn't remember the name, He Yuqian gave him the name Molan, the word "ink" comes from the ring, and the word "blue" is because Molan was found by the sea, and the sea is blue, so it was named Molan.

For this name, Mo Lan liked it very much, so he didn't change it again!

The view from the top of the mountain is good, and under the moonlight, you can see the rolling mountains and have an excellent view. Even though it's June, you can still see snow on the top of the mountain. As the mountainside descends, the snow fades away and is replaced by green. The white and green are commensurate, and it looks particularly good in the moonlight. This is also one of the reasons why Mo Lan and He Yuqian often come to climb the mountain.

"Hmm, no! Why did you ...... in only five days," Mo Lan suddenly felt her stomach start to hurt.

"Are you going to have a seizure again?" He Yuqian's face turned pale in an instant, she had seen Mo Lan's seizure, such pain, she would never forget it for the rest of her life.

"Yes, you get out of the way and stay away from me!" Mo Lan's breathing intensified, and his whole body began to tremble.

He Yuqian's eyes were moist, she was so distressed, but she couldn't help, so she could only leave the top of the mountain, leaving Molan there alone.

Mo Lan picked up a piece of hard chestnut wood at the top of the mountain and bit it in his mouth, and the whole person curled up on the ground. The sharp pain began to spread from the stomach and reached the whole body, and the pain seemed to tear Mo Lan's whole person apart.

At this time, the bottle on his neck exuded extreme cold, as it had done several times before, and a translucent, faint insect-like light curtain enveloped the ink blue.

At that moment, the top of the mountain, which was already covered with some snow, was covered with a layer of frost again, and there were even traces of frost cracking on the ground. It's a kind of overbearing cold, which can turn the surroundings from the hot summer to the cold winter. And it is this kind of coldness that directly suppresses the pain of tearing. However, for Mo Lan, this is another kind of heart-wrenching pain.

First the pain, then the cold, the cold gradually weakened, the pain rose again, and then the cold...... This cycle lasted more than a dozen times before it gradually calmed down.

Mo Lan didn't make a screaming sound, nor did she hammer the ground to vent, but He Yuqian could clearly feel the pain. When she returned to the top of the mountain, she saw a curled up black blue, her body still twitching from time to time, and at that moment, she couldn't control her tears anymore.