"Then once she wakes up and discovers the existence of the Li Yan clan, will she ......?"

"What do you say?" the old man smiled slightly.

Nian Yubai's expression was complicated.

To be honest, their impression of the Li Yan Clan is actually the best, after all, the experience in the Snow Crystal Clan is not pleasant, and the Lianchun Clan people seem too weak, it can be said that they are sad and angry, and the Soul Clan, not to mention, is even more special. In the end, I think about it, the Liyan people are the most bold and generous, and it is easy to make friends.

However, once the snow god awakens, they face only obliteration.

"Hmm, so the thousand years of the battle between the gods and the battle of the snow flame are called the Dark Era, and these eight thousand years are the Snow Age, the original god realm was renamed the snow world, and only the voice of the snow god remained, and the temperature here also dropped sharply to minus two hundred, so it can be said that the ice domain was formed because of this. There was a great sage in the master's family 8,000 years ago, who prophesied that 8,000 years later...... I don't remember the old man, anyway, the content of the prophecy is: the yin is gone, the ice melts and the snow melts, the dark element reappears, and the snow world is unified. ”

"What do you mean?" Nian Yubai looked dazed.

"It means ......" The old man sighed leisurely, and said abruptly: "I don't know either." ”

Seeing Nian Yubai's speechless face, the old man thought for a while and added: "The master doesn't know, he guessed for thousands of years and didn't come to a definite conclusion about just sixteen words, although he inherited the memory of a clan, but it does not include the great sage who died early. ”

"Your master is not from the Terrans, so why are you ......" Nian Yubai realized something in hindsight.

The old man laughed and did not answer.

Only an immature voice sounded in an old-fashioned manner: "Of course I am not from the human race, because this divine realm does not belong to human beings in the first place. ”

Mo Feng suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a five or six-year-old child with his arms crossed in front of his chest, his black eyes were big, very bright and bright, but he was inexplicably afraid to look at him. His appearance is also very strange, not to mention that his long silver-white hair almost touches his knees, and even what he wears on his body is a strange black retro robe, embroidered with strange patterns that do not mean it, not to mention that it is not good-looking, only a special charm.

"See the host. The old man respectfully stepped forward and saluted.

"No, you've been sleeping for decades, and when you're finally awake, don't do this kind of time-wasting thing. "The child is lazy.

The old man was about to open his mouth, but the child sighed faintly and said, "Alas, Lao Gang, and you only have twenty-seven people left, I'm really bored, you should think of a way." ”

Mo Feng and Nian Yu looked at each other, neither of them knew where this unpredictable child was, and just now the old man was about to introduce his identity, he jumped out and interrupted. If you just listen to his words, it seems that there is no difference between ordinary fun-loving children?

But he can become the master of a blood-coagulation powerhouse, how can he be just an ordinary child!

The old man smiled bitterly: "Master, for thousands of years, even if you keep changing tricks, there is nothing to play." ”

The child raised his head and glanced at Mo Feng and the others, and then said as a matter of course: "Well, plus the three of them, there are just thirty people, why don't we play with Dafa?"

Seeing the end of winter standing timidly behind, the child couldn't help grinning: "Little sister, don't be afraid, I won't eat you, the eldest family is so similar, I don't have such a heavy taste." Even if you are the Netherworld, you can't escape here, so it's better to be obedient. ”

Mo Feng felt a pang in his heart, this person is really not simple, you must know that Zichen recognized the end of winter as the Netherworld Sea at that time, and confirmed it back and forth many times before he was sure, but the other party just glanced at it so lightly.

At the end of winter, he was obviously not interested in this "peer", and the whole person shrank behind the ink wind.

The child patted his head and said, "Oops, I almost forgot to introduce myself." Well, my name is Enrica Jeff Dennor, and I belong to the Yago clan, but unfortunately after the melee of the gods, I am the only one left who survived, and my people passed on their memories to me, because the amount of information is too large, so I am a little unclear, if it scares you, don't mind......"

One moment he was still introducing himself, and the next moment he jumped to the old man: "Ah, his name is Gangdie, and he was me hundreds of years ago...... Ah no, thousands of years ago? Forget it, anyway, it was a cultivator of your human race who was saved many years ago, were you brought over by the black-toothed beast? That should have a common topic with Lao Gang, he almost died tragically in the beast's mouth back then, who let him not reach the marrow washing period at that time, and he couldn't fly. ”

The old man showed a ashamed "shy" smile, and he was terrified to see Nian Yubai.

As she spoke, Enrica's gaze suddenly fixed on the end of the winter, and she frowned slightly, "No, why do I always think you are a little familiar?"

He brushed the ground and disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared directly next to Late Winter, sniffing her breath vigorously.

At the end of winter, he was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and suddenly stepped on a gravel, and the whole person was caught off guard and fell.

Before Mo Feng could help her, Enrica grabbed her arm first, and said thoughtfully, "Are you ...... You are ......"

He knocked on the door of his head in distress, and finally his eyes lit up and said, "Ah, I remember! I saw you a hundred years ago!"

At the end of winter, he looked confused, in fact, Mo Feng and Nian Yubai were not much better.

A hundred years ago, at the end of winter, now it's six years old, okay?

Enrica said unhappily, "Hey, what are your expressions?" Although I often have a confused memory, I have really only seen her alone in the Netherworld, how can I remember wrongly. More than a hundred years ago...... Well, your father and mother fled all the way to the Abandoned Land with you not long after you were born, and there was such a thick white thunder chasing after you......"

Enrica exaggeratedly spread her two arms, wrapped around her and drew a thunderbolt thicker than a person, and continued: "In order to block that thunder, your father died, but then there was an endless white lightning bolt from the sky, and your mother condensed a large piece of ice crystals to freeze you inside, and continued to carry you to the south, I said that such an anti-heavenly existence as the Nethersea is to be punished by heaven, but fortunately, I am not a human being, and I don't need to worry about this kind of problem......"

Late winter is dumbfounded and doesn't speak.

Although Enrica's words sound like a story made up from nonsense, ......

But for some reason, she thought it was true.

Her real father, not the adoptive father and adoptive mother, she has no impression at all, which shows that ......

The end of winter trembled: "What about my mother?"

Enrica touched her head, stirred the silver hair in her hand, and said, "How do I know, since you don't have an impression, you should be dead too." I'm still curious about how much has passed for more than a hundred years, and it stands to reason that your human race should grow quickly, why are you so big, so I haven't remembered it for a long time. ”

At the end of winter, he shivered all over his body and his face was full of tears.

"You ......" Mo Feng frowned, and he didn't want to say much about Enrica, after all, people just told the truth, so he could only choose to comfort the end of winter.

Enrica said inexplicably: "What are you crying for? Girls are fragile, at that time, all the people of our clan died, and I was not as sad and excited as you." ”

The old man Gangdie said softly: "Master, the human race is the most reborn and nurturing grace, generally speaking, parents will bring their children to adulthood before letting them leave, this kind of emotional bond is deeper than a simple blood relationship, this is our human nature." After the master's Yago tribe gives birth to offspring, it will be ignored for a year at most, so you will not have this special attachment to your elders. ”

Enrica pouted, "What a fragile race. ”

But he still approached reluctantly, and said reluctantly: "Hey, don't cry, it's like I'm deliberately bullying you, since you are the Netherworld that the heavens can't tolerate, you should live happily and comfortably, otherwise you might as well not waste the life your parents gave you." ”

At the end of winter, he was shocked by his aura, and he didn't even dare to sobble for a while, just stared at him blankly.

Enrica rubbed her silver hair irritably: "Forget it, forget it, I won't comfort people, what do you like, give you a day to recover your mood, let's have a good game tomorrow, otherwise I'll be bored to death." ”

"What game?" Mo Feng couldn't help but have a bad premonition.

Enrica smiled weirdly: "Of course, the killing game is the most fun, and the number of black-toothed beasts seems to be about to multiply indefinitely during this time, so you can't let them occupy the entire forsaken land." Tomorrow you will be in a group of three, and we will be twenty-seven in a group, and we will see who can kill 10,000 of them the fastest, and if you are at the bottom or can't do it at all, then I will kill you, except for her. ”

"Can you change it?" said Nian Yubai carefully.

Enrica's smile became brighter and brighter: "No, I have the final say on the rules of the game here." But...... If you're good enough, I'll consider giving you an Ice Spirit, but when you can leave depends on how I'm feeling. ”

"Ten thousand, is he being funny!"

After being temporarily arranged by Gangdie to live in a palace, Nian Yubai couldn't help but complain.

He folded his fingers and counted indignantly: "Assuming that in a perfect state, the two of us use our soul power to kill one in two or three seconds, and without considering the problem of soul power recovery, we will also kill for six or seven hours, but how can we not rest halfway! I am afraid that the worst of them is also a master of the Blood Condensation Realm level, I think killing five in one second is more than enough, this is not ...... at all"

Mo Feng said lightly: "It can't be counted so simply, because those black-toothed beasts like rats are strong and weak, and the weak ones are probably able to kill five in one second, but the strong ones may have to run for our lives, and the most likely situation is that when we kill a certain number, several very strong black-toothed beasts will run out to chase and kill us, and then we may be able to save our lives, let alone efficiency." ”