The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and soon the scarlet on the ground is covered tightly, black hair and black shirt, Lucye called a young man with no literacy, holding a knife in one hand, and rubbing the blade with his bony fingertips in the other, as if treating a gentle and lovely little daughter-in-law, extremely delicate, feeling like an old friend who has not seen each other for many years, and needs a good handshake to reflect the sincere emotion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the young man's eyes are empty and murderous, sometimes looking down at the blade, sometimes staring at the goose feathers and snow in the sky, and the corpses on the ground that can't bear to look at them have long been buried by the heavy snow.

What is he waiting for? He doesn't know? Kill Lacey, after killing him, who will he kill? Kill the ultimate orc that has never been seen in this other world, Pol, can he kill himself! Or the Gattuso who has a bad stomach behind him, or the Hilton who owes him a lot of money when he sees him all day long, these two old things are not good birds, it's not that he Ling Feng asserts, it's just that Gattuso is the chief minister of the Karthos Empire, and the naïve emperor Karsos is clearly a puppet with a thread, and in fact, all his strength is in the hands of Gattuso's old fox, as for the official position of the second minister who spent a lot of money to get the second minister, it is basically a fictitious and empty name, and the real power may not be as much as Hilton, after all, the two old things are very cunning, and they have to keep one hand。

He Gattuso was willing to let his daughters go to the battlefield in person, and the wolf's ambition can be seen from this, as for the students who went to the empty Gattuso Academy, they were all sent directly to the palace of the Gamma Empire by him as an abandoned pawn to assassinate Pol, the first emperor of the ages, the result is of course conceivable, there are countless people who died in the hands of Pol, and some did not even have a chance to see Pol, and were directly annihilated by Pol's cobwebs and cutting melons and vegetables.

Moths encounter cobwebs, what can be a good end, either by the spiders of the cobwebs, or by the cobwebs of the spiders, or by the glued to the cobwebs, starved to death, these ways of death are good, if there is no moth that was killed by a knife, you have to resist the torture developed by this great king, every kind of criminal law is comparable to a living Shura field, there are few resistances, not only can you avoid escaping death, if Pol is in a good mood, by the way, he will also give this hard-boned guy a small city lord to be a pawn, after all, the territory of the Gamma Empire is unprecedentedly vast, a city is just a city, all should be the dust under the feet of this king。

But so far, no one has taken the dust that the king did not care about.

Ling Feng is not afraid of the fall of the Gamma Empire, that is, he is afraid that once this sky-high tree collapses, will these moths that put out the fire be unloaded and killed by the old guys, cross the river and tear down the bridge, the old guy Hilton is not a living column, if he entrusts his life to others, the person who stabs him in the back is often not a stranger, but the person closest to him, not his closest person, how can he come behind you?

God knows if this is a dream or not, if he really dies, he will never wake up again, he Ling Feng is the person who is most afraid of death.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

He Ling Feng likes the snow the most, because the white snow can hide some good, bad, dirty, clean, all of them, when it really falls into a white land, very clean, if there are one or two playmates around him at this time, he must roll a few snowballs, have a snowball fight, and sneak in when he can't fight

Then he sweated profusely, panting, kept rubbing his palms, and then majesticly, piled a few big snowmen a little higher than himself, and then went to steal a few carrots and inserted them in the snowman's face, each time it was the largest and highest of his snowman pile, of course, his hands were also the most red and swollen, and he would inevitably be severely reprimanded when he returned home.

It was the happiest time.

The white snow is really beautiful, but it is a pity that I didn't take the white horse named Bai Xue out of the city, otherwise, the white horse, the white snow, the night, what a poignant artistic conception, there is still a corpse under the horse's hooves, and the neck is dripping with blood.

The young man's black hair was soon covered with snow, but the knife in his hand was tightly held in his hand, except for snow or snow all around, the fat-headed and big-eared Lacey still did not appear, and the emptiness was inexplicably shivering.

The boy waited here like this.

In the distance, a black-haired girl stood on a branch, also waiting quietly, the girl held her chest with her hands, leaned her back against the tree, staring into the distance, she didn't expect this stupid guy to really fly here for a reason to have nothing, she ran all the way, she needed a good rest, but the girl in the tree was so good-looking that she didn't even dare to blink, she was afraid that this stupid guy would really die here. In fact, it wasn't the dead rabbit that hurt him at all, but a human being, but he said that he was a spider web, and Shi Yin didn't have the leisure and elegance to listen to where it was, and since it was an enemy, he only needed to cut it with a knife.

If it weren't for Qiao Yi stopping her, she would definitely cut that person, thinking of this, the corners of the girl's mouth were slightly hooked, and she was also waiting.

The little devil in his hand lowered his voice, I don't know if it was to pretend to be deep, or to match this cold atmosphere, and said: "Don't go, don't wait, you can wait for the arrival of the dead rabbit in the wind and snow for a woman, maybe people are nesting in the tree hole at this moment, holding one in their arms, and one sitting on their laps, only you, a fool, will sit here and wait, if you want to pretend, can't you pick a good weather to pretend? You are not afraid of the cold, I am still afraid of the cold, you stupid master?!"

Ling Feng laughed at the little devil's angry words.

"Stupid, I'm not worried about your safety, it's just that this demon lord is really afraid of the cold, didn't you notice that the blade of this black knife is trembling?

Ling Feng said no without being salty, and then put the little devil in his arms, afraid that this guy would really freeze out some rheumatoid arthritis, and then he would suffer from blood mold. Then came the little angel, who carefully brushed the snow from her black hair, as gentle as a wife.

Well, the little devil in his hand was even more jealous and said, "Hey." Little angel, what are you doing here, to rob me of my credit?"

The little angel shook his head and said in Ling Feng's ear, and then left, Ling Feng flicked the knife face with his index finger fiercely, and hit the channel: "This is the real trembling." That's right, little devil. ”

The little devil wanted to roll his eyes, but at this moment it was just a knife, and there was no white eye to roll.

Ling Feng said calmly: "Don't wait, go, kill and enter, I finally found an opportunity to kill people legitimately, how can I let him sneak away." Ling Feng got up and gently dusted off the snow from his body.

"It's an orc!" the little imp pouted.

Ling Feng laughed and dismissed it, this guy's mouth is always unforgiving, let him go, it's good to do this.

She saw all this, Ling Feng got up and walked slowly towards the jungle, dragged his knife, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "There is a saying in the book, the Son of Heaven is angry. Millions of corpses were ambushed, and the martial artist was furious, and blood was splashed three feet. The scholar was angry and stole the day. When Lao Tzu is angry, what should I do? Haha, Lacey, dead rabbit, come out, your grandfather Lingfeng has come to harvest your rabbit's life. Ha ha. ”

The wind and snow were combined, and one person sank into the bottomless jungle, and behind him, a figure followed. (To be continued.) )