"This seizure is not satisfactory. Wrapping it up and stuffing it into his arms, Townsend picked up the only remaining ice hoe and found a weak spot in the ice wall and dug it up. After a dozen hoes, he finally made a hole and entered another ice cave - and continued to dig into the light - and continued to dig and ......

An hour later, a white mist Townsend stood in the original ice cave, his face tangled.

Two hours later, a tired Townsend stood in the original ice cave with an angry expression.

Three hours later, Townsend stood in the original ice cave, looking at the four breaches that had been opened by himself, with a solemn expression.

This is no coincidence at all!

"Show up, whatever you are. Townsend put the ice hoe into his belt, then patted the ice chips on his hand, and said to the air with a pleasant face: "My name is Townsend, and I am very young when I am poor and white, and I can't afford to make such an elegant joke." ”

On the surrounding ice walls, the light is still gently rippling, and the cold air is also flowing soothingly, and nothing has changed.

"I'm serious. Townsend emphasized: "You see that I still have a big mess at home, if you don't care very much, can you raise your noble hand and let me go back?"

As soon as Townsend finished speaking, a smile came from the ice wall on his side—a voice that was warm and peaceful, not sarcastic, nor grotesque and terrifying. But when Townsend turned his gaze, he didn't see anything.

Townsend was about to speak, but a voice came from behind him.

"Isn't the battle over?" the voice was in a smooth tone and elegantly spoken: "A complete victory, and there is no need for the commander to ask about some trivial matters." ”

"You compliment, I'm just a little bit of manpower, it's really shameless to call myself a commander. Townsend smiled, but didn't look back, didn't ask the identity of the other party - the character who can trap himself here, and not even show a shadow, is naturally not simple.

"Whether you are in command or not depends not on the number of soldiers under your command, but on whether you have a mind and whether you maintain a decisive attitude. The voice moved slowly, as if strolling leisurely: "Standing on the sidelines, I see that you have these characteristics, this victory is well deserved, and the winner should not be criticized." ”

"That makes sense!" Townsend smiled happily, "Thank you for your support, then I-go?"

"It seems that you are a reasonable and knowledgeable young man, why don't you realize your own problems?" The mysterious voice had moved to the ice wall in front of Townsend, "Think about it. ”

"Hmm-" Townsend looked serious: "Although I am not the kind of person who likes flowers to see flowers, I also have a healthy and upward appearance, a positive and enterprising physique, and an ideal ...... of shy stage fright."

"With all due respect," the voice in the ice wall laughed again, "you're talking nonsense." ”

"You guessed it. Townsend was not embarrassed at all: "How's it going?

"It's not necessarily happy, it's a little upset. There were many shadows in the ice wall, as if someone was approaching, and it became clearer and clearer, and he could already tell that it was a man in a robe - under Townsend's gaze, he stepped out lightly, and his toes pierced the ice surface so directly, and then the whole person stood in front of Townsend, and the ice wall behind him did not even have a gap!

He should be an old man, but he is not old, he gives people the first impression of elegance, this temperament has nothing to do with his casual robe, nor can it be carried by upright facial features, but a pure spiritual outpouring. If you look closely, you can even see that he is a little lonely in his mildness.

However, at the second glance, Townsend trembled in his heart, because he was not a person!

It's hard to tell what his body is made of, not smoke, not fog, not sand, but something textured, somewhere between solid and fluid. His body, his clothing, and even his accessories are made up of this substance—different shapes and colors, and even perfectly evolve weight changes.

"Ah...... This ......" Townsend laughed twice, his head a little unable to turn. Although there are also subordinates who look surprisingly good, but this one in front of him is a bit out of the ordinary, right? Could it be that all the hermit masters in this world are like this?

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked.

"No!" Townsend laughed, "I was thinking, what are you worried about, let's be happy!"

"I'm really scared. The old man shook his head slightly, his tall body curled slightly, and under Townsend's gaze, his body began to change—just in the blink of an eye, he had become her!

"And now?" a demure and graceful, ice-clear beauty stood in front of Townsend, "Feel better, don't you?"

"Hey—hey, hey. Townsend didn't know what to say, wasn't it a big change, was it?

"Don't be surprised, it's just my racial talent. She turned her beautiful plain makeup, and her tone was already in the style of her daughter's family: "Let's talk about the troubles." Two groups of people are fighting and killing near your house, but they actually chased you to your house and made a mess of the courtyard, and the blood was all over the ground...... Do such a thing, clap your hands and turn your head and leave?"

"Uh-why don't I clean up?" Townsend finally knew why, and secretly scolded the Psychic Master in his heart for not being able to run anywhere, and actually crashed into the house of this mysterious master, is this kind of person so easy to offend?

"Actually, it's all this guy's fault, or I'll blow him up and give you anger!"

"I have no intention of finding out whose fault it is, but the key is the result, because there are some things that can never be washed clean when they are dirty. The beautiful woman walked behind Townsend without hurry, her steps were poignant, and when she came out from the other side, she made a strange voice without warning: "Meow-"

Townsend opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the long-haired white cat with golden pupils in front of him like an idiot.

"Discount it. The white cat squatted down, stretched out his tongue and licked his paws: "I can give you a discount-meow." ”

"What's that!" was toyed with like this, and Townsend couldn't help no matter how good his temper was, and yelled: "Who the hell are you!?"

"Merchants, businessmen. The white cat yawned lazily, and its beautiful pine tail swept behind him: "One of the greatest merchants of all time—Meow." ”

Townsend sneered, looking the white cat up and down.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at where you can put your goods," Townsend said resentfully, "the most successful merchant in history!"

"Inferior merchants, who trade in goods, medium merchants, who run shops, and high-class merchants, create a general trend. The white cat said to Townsend solemnly: "And the best merchant, I, sell the law." ”

"Rules?" Townsend was stunned: "Sell rules?"

"That's right. The white cat's golden pupils flickered: "From the reason for the withering and growth of plants and trees, to the true meaning of the ability, and even the battle for dominance of the Phyllis Continent under your feet, these things have rules. If you follow the law, you will be successful, and if you break the law, you will fail miserably...... But you are lucky, because I can sell all the laws of this world. ”

Townsend's eyes twitched, his throat moved, and he swallowed with a "grunt".

――Author's Note: Ladies and gentlemen, today's section is the last section of the third episode of "The Law of the World". In other words, "The Law of the World" has been uploaded for three full episodes at the starting point, almost 200,000 words. In the past month, everyone spared no effort to support and suggest, Xiao Ming was very moved!

Among the friends who collect "The Law of the World", there are old readers who have started with "Inhuman", and there are also new friends who have followed various publicity channels and lists. In fact, as long as everyone likes this book, Xiao Ming is very happy. I hope you guys will speak more in the discussion forum, so that I can know what everyone thinks. Xiao Ming can't guarantee that everyone will love to read the novels he writes, but when I wrote "The Law of the World", I had already used my previous experience. We don't drag the show, we don't water, we don't tell big truths, and we tell stories in the way everyone likes.

Maybe after this week, "The Law of the World" should be on the shelves. Because I haven't done it before, I didn't choose the initial upload time, so now it's a little less embarrassing - the number of collections or something, it's really a little less. So in the last week, even after the shelves, I still have to ask for more help!

Thank you, guys!