"Hiss~ It's so cold!" Greene couldn't help but shudder and whispered.

He slowly opened his eyes, and into the world of red and white, his face was a layer of cold snowflakes, but the color of ice and snow was not all pure white.

A ray of sunlight shone down in the sky, and through this thin layer of snow and ice, a hexagonal snowflake was shining a bewitching red.

There was a faint tingling pain in the back of his head, which seemed to remind him.

Injured?

He tried to move his fingers as he remembered what had happened, but his cold and stiff limbs were not perceptible.

I scanned an old man's QR code, and then the phone was poisoned and exploded!?

Wrong!

I was captured by a two-headed dragon and fell out of the air!

This memory that suddenly popped up in his mind suddenly startled Green: How could I have such a strange idea? By the way, crossing! The old man said that he could cross by scanning his QR code, is it all true? I have crossed? So who am I in this world?

As soon as he thought about it, fragments of familiar and unfamiliar memories poured out of his mind, and these chaotic memories, coupled with the tingling pain coming from the back of his head, made Green's eyes darken, and he almost fainted again.

It seems that it is not advisable to think too much about it for the time being, so it is better to get up as soon as possible! If you freeze to death in the snow, it will be a real tragedy!

After making up his mind, Greene struggled to move his fingers one by one, and then repeated the action over and over again, and after a while, the feeling on his arm finally returned.

He slowly flipped his arms, then pressed his palms against the icy snow, exerting all his strength.

"Whew!"

Greene, who finally sat up, took a deep breath, and after removing the ice and snow that had congealed blood on his face, he looked ahead.

In front of him was a towering mountain covered with snow and ice, surrounded by white snowflakes, the big sun in the sky looked particularly dazzling against the blue sky, but the breeze mixed with the cold snowflakes blowing on his face, Ge Lin did not feel much warmth.

As he sat up, he patted his stiff legs as he surveyed his clothes.

He wears a brown fur coat on the outermost layer, a wool sweater on the inside, a pair of gray leather trousers, yellow cowhide boots on his feet, and a dark gray pile at the top of the boots.

These clothes looked very rough in workmanship, but the windproof and warm effect was excellent, and as he woke up, the body temperature on his body gradually recovered, and Greene slowly felt a trace of warmth.

Once his legs were regained, Greene slowly stood up, stomped his feet, and then took a few steps forward before looking down the hill.

Just by looking at it, he was completely stunned: This is an island?!

He was now halfway up the mountain, a relatively gentle mountainside, with a blanket of white snow and ice looking up and a lush wooded foothill below.

The altitude of the whole mountain is not very high, and you can see the bottom of the mountain at a glance, with a mixture of green and yellow vegetation on the ground, and a blue sea in the distance.

At this time, he happened to be standing on the snow line of this mountain.

"Desert Island Survival?"

After looking at the uninhabited environment around him, Ge Lin looked sluggish: There is no need to be so pitted! Others are either princes or nobles, can I only drink the northwest wind on this desert island? And this memory is still incomplete, I don't know where I am now, what kind of world it is! How is this good?

At this moment, a sea breeze blew a snowflake off the mountain wall, and the cold ice and snow fluttered into his neck, and Greene suddenly woke up from his daze.

Then he ran back to the place where he had just woken up, picked up a piece of ice on the ground and looked at himself.

Although he couldn't see it clearly, Greene was still relieved: It's okay! It's a human appearance, and it won't be fun if you cross over to any monster.

Brown hair and blue eyes, white skin, high and thin nose bridge, well-defined facial contours, and it looks a little immature, this appearance is very similar to Europeans, but this dress is not quite like European style!

Greene tugged at the fur coat on his body and thought about it, but at this moment he inadvertently glanced down, and was suddenly attracted by a blurry colorful flash: What is that?

Quickly peeling off the ice and snow under his feet, a hexagonal colorful gem appeared in front of him, the gem was about the size of a walnut, and there were some blood-colored ice crystals hanging on it.

Greene touched the scabbed wound on the back of his head that was still a little painful, and thought, speechlessly: It can't be such a coincidence, right? This unlucky guy fell from the air and fell right on this "stone"?

It's just that when he reached out to pick up the gem on the ground, a voice suddenly popped up in his head and laughed: "Boy, can't you just pick up some more ice and snow to see what else is down there?"

"Who's talking?" Greene hurriedly withdrew his hand and looked around, but there was no one else around.

"Ghosts?" Greene shuddered, but to his surprise, the voice disappeared from his mind as he withdrew his hand.

By the way, I heard that sound just after my hand touched the gem!

Greene couldn't help but take a closer look at the gem on the ground, and then he realized that there really seemed to be something underneath the gem!

Isn't it the Lich's lifebox?

Green's mind flashed with all sorts of bizarre and terrifying thoughts, but in the end, he couldn't help but slowly peel away the ice, snow and dirt around the gem, but the result surprised him:

"It turned out to be a book!"

Looking at the colorful gem that happened to be set in the middle of the spine, Greene secretly breathed a sigh of relief: as long as it wasn't something strange.

Emboldened for himself, he carefully picked up the book and didn't feel anything, and the voice appeared in his mind again: "Boy, you're too timid! I just changed my vest, you don't know me!hahahaha~"

Resisting the urge to throw the book out, Greene calmed down the horror in his heart and opened his mouth to say, "Who are you?

"Hey, kid, we just met, didn't you forget it so quickly?"

Greene blinked suspiciously, and after a while, he blurted out a sentence of "fuck", and then shouted loudly: "It turned out to be you shameless old guy, you lied to me......"

Before Greene could finish speaking, a louder voice appeared in his head and shouted, "I lied to you! Did I lie to you? Boy, aren't you crossing over now?"

"What kind of crossing is this? a desert island? Memories are chaotic? And on the pinnacle of life, I'll walk a hammer!"

"Ahem, young man, young people have to learn to be patient, everything needs a process, it's like your memory, it's just some sequelae of crossing, and after a while you'll remember everything!"

"Really?" After venting for a while, Greene, who was gradually calming down, said irrefutablely, "By the way, who are you? Why are you in this book? And why did you bring me into this world?"

"You can call me Nebel the Book of Dragons! As for why I'm in this book, you can interpret me as a talking magic book or an intelligent being created by a higher being!"

"Oh!" Greene asked after a moment's thought, then with a blank face, "and what about the third question?"

"Well—" Speaking of this, the voice in his head sounded a little hesitant.

"Say it!" Green's face sank, and he was about to throw it.

Now he understood that as long as his skin did not touch the book directly, he would not hear the voice of the book, and that the old man in this world really seemed to be just a talking magic book, and it seemed that he did not have much power.

"Boy, I see that your bones are strange, and you are a good material to save the world......"

Before Nebel could finish speaking, Greene raised his hand and threw the book towards the cliff on the side, but just after throwing it out, he regretted it a little!

"This fiery temper really needs to be changed! A lot of things haven't been asked clearly, and it's too reckless to throw it away like this! But... That old man really didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, did he think that I was so easy to fool as a three-year-old child?"

Standing in place and stunned for a while, Greene patted his head and was about to leave this place, but what he didn't expect was that at this time, a sound like a bird flapping its wings suddenly sounded in his ears, and then he turned his head to look at it, and was stunned.

Damn, can this thing fly?

When he first saw this book, he noticed the pair of lifelike black dragon wings on the front and back of the black and purple book cover, he thought it was just a part of the gorgeous decoration of the book, but he didn't expect it to stretch out at this moment and become a pair of real small dragon wings!

After the book flew back, it fell directly into Green's hand, and then a panting voice appeared in his head: "Little... Brat... Can... Don't lose it again! If you lose it again, I really won't be able to fly back!"

Greene pursed his lips rather speechlessly, but he finally took a step back and said, "Then you tell me the truth, what did you bring me into this world for, and what method did you use to get me to cross over?"

"Alas, no one believes the truth these days......"

Hearing these pretentious words in his mind, Ge Lin frowned, and was about to throw it again, and the voice instantly panicked: "Don't... Stop, stop, I'm telling the truth... I'm telling the truth! Forehead... It's just..."

"I used to be a legendary magician, named Nebel, called "Holy Dragon", the strength of the legendary great magician, grandmaster-level alchemist, the status was the protector of the Elven Empire, but later I was killed by my own students, but my soul is very strong, so I escaped the catastrophe and lived in this magic book, I brought you to this world so that you can help me recover my body and avenge my hatred!"

Originally, listening to the voice in his head was a lot more serious, Greene also quieted down, listening attentively, waiting for the final answer.

But later, as his voice became more and more impassioned, his face gradually changed from contemplation to ugly, until Ge Lin, whose ears were red in the last breath, raised the book in his hand and fell to the ground, and then raised his foot and stepped on it and scolded: "***! Do you think I haven't watched "Dou Po"? You can also use such an old-fashioned plot! Do you dare to be more shameless!"