"How so, it shouldn't be!" Torres muttered to himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's over, it's over. Lyman sat on the ground in despair, and said with a dejected face: "Although Dao still can't figure out the situation, I obviously feel that something is wrong with this mountaintop, maybe there is a magic circle that has been activated here, and if there is no help from external forces, I am afraid that I can't escape." ”

"Don't worry, isn't there still a boss, he will definitely come back to us!" Torres patted him on the shoulder hard, and said with a firm face: "Don't be discouraged, the boss will not sit idly by and ignore us when we are in danger, we must hold on until he rescues us." ”

"Yes, I will not sit still!" The two looked at each other, immediately took off their short swords from their bodies, and slashed at the branches of the surrounding trees, although it was not easy to cut the branches that froze into ice, but they still cut and piled up some branches after working for a while, and their bodies felt a little warmer after labor.

The two looked at each other, clapped vigorously in celebration, and then returned to the open space with the firewood, took out the flint and lit it, and the golden flame immediately burst into flames.

Torres rubbed his hands together and breathed the mist, feeling a lot more comfortable.

"It's very comfortable!" Lyman stretched out and lay on the ground with a pleasant face, sighing and saying, "It would be better if there was wine!"

"Wine?" "The two of you look at me, I look at you, suddenly laughed, and immediately took out the frozen wine jug on his back, and put it by the fire to bathe in the heat of the flames, presumably it won't be long before he can drink the melted wine.

"Our people, we're so happy today!" The two of them walked sideways, the expressions on their faces became extremely relaxed, in order to pass the time and wait for He Jinshui to come to the rescue, Torres took out a journal to record the strange things that happened yesterday, and Lyman took out the priest's manual to learn more profound divine arts.

"The flask should melt the ice, I heard that it feels better to drink it with ice cubes!" Torres thought of this, and quickly put down the book, while Lyman licked his lips and looked urgent, his eyes straight as Torres picked up the flask.

"Hey, I've been sitting by the fire for so long, why can't I melt it?" Torres twisted the lid hard, and the lid didn't loosen at all, feeling more and more strange in his heart, and he grabbed the flask and shook it vigorously, but still didn't make a sound, and the inside was obviously condensed.

"No, how can this be, such a raging flame, even a pot of ice water has to be boiled. As soon as Torres finished saying this, he suddenly felt that it was even more difficult to speak, and a cold aura emerged from the bottom of his heart, so startled that his hands and feet trembled and his teeth trembled. What made him feel even more frightened was that perhaps due to the influence of low temperature, the slap was tightly stuck to the wine jug, and he shook it hard a few times without breaking free from the palm of his hand.

"Ryman, come and help, my hand is sticky!" Torres exclaimed, crying out.

"Don't worry, let me see!" Lyman was taken aback, and quickly tried to stand up and go over to help, but he didn't stand up even twice, and was stunned.

"My legs are stuck too, oops!" Lyman wanted to cry without tears, and his legs kicked the ground hard, struggling to get up, but his butt and feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and he couldn't move even though he screamed and pulled, let alone stood up to help.

"How can this be, it's too evil!" The hearts of the two little ones began to sink, and they looked at each other with a look of horror and inexplicable horror from each other's eyes. A touch of despair began to emerge in my heart.

They turned around and looked at the strange flame together, unable to imagine that under the burning of the flame, not only did the surrounding area not heat up, but became even colder, and even the bone marrow was about to freeze.

"Lyman, look, these flames have turned blue!" Torres said in surprise, "In this way, there must be something wrong with these, the reason why we felt warm before was definitely not because of the fire, maybe it was just sweating after chopping wood and feeling a little heat." ”

"Maybe!" Lyman frowned, and suddenly pointed with his hand, "Look, the flames are about to change color again." ”

Under the noses of the two of them, the flames were like a playful child, changing colorful colors from time to time, and finally the flames suddenly turned white, stiffened like ice, and even the flames that fluctuated with the wind froze.

"It's over, even the flames are frozen" The two looked at each other, feeling despair from the bottom of their hearts, if they couldn't sit still for a long time in such a low temperature, I am afraid that it would not be long before they became ice sculptures.

"He Jinshui, Boss He (Master), we are here, come and save people!" the two shouted in unison, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves echoed on the quiet mountaintop.

As if feeling their determination to die, the air grew colder and colder, the fog became more and more intense, and a cold wind blew, and their hair, eyebrows, and beards were covered with frost, and their bodies became colder and colder, and their teeth chattered up and down

The sound of ice breaking came from the ears of the two of them, and through the fog, they could vaguely see many black things stretching out their hands from the ground, struggling to get up, pushing and squeezing each other towards this side.

"What's that?" the two of them looked at each other, their hearts jumping to their throats, and if it was an enemy in such a situation, they would definitely be here to explain.

The black shadow is getting closer and closer, and the inner and outer three layers form a thick encirclement, gradually surrounding, and when they are about to get to the front, their guys are very similar to the human wolves who fought with them yesterday, but their bodies and limbs are extremely stiff, and they are staggering and creaking when they walk, like a group of stone people, if He Jinshui sees them at this time, he will definitely think of the terracotta warriors and horses at home.

The stone-like man-wolves got closer and closer, closer and closer under the gaze of the two little ones, and then all stopped. All of them had their eyes closed, they were not breathing, their faces were calm and calm, and their bodies were covered with thick dirt and ice slag, and they couldn't see their original appearance, but judging from their silent appearance, they looked like human wolves that had been dead for a long time.

"It's over, it's dead, it's burp, I can't live!" Torres opened his mouth incoherently and said: "Just out of the wolf's den, we met the tiger again, this time we will definitely not survive." ”

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"Otherwise, you have to think of a way!" Torres rushed to the doctor, and said with a crying voice: "Aren't you a priest of light, driving out dead things and super-undead should also be what you are good at, why don't you quickly cast a spell to overkill these human wolves who seem to be dead, and at worst, drag them not to approach!"

"I want you to say it!" Lyman's handsome face flushed, and he quickly sat down without any image, and silently recited the magic spell to cast the Holy Light Judgment that he had just learned not long ago.

As if sensing his piety, a ray of golden light pierced through the mist, sprinkling the warm sunlight on the earth, shining on the two of them and immediately feeling the long-lost warmth.

The bodies of the two people gradually brightened, accompanied by a faint roar and tremor, the bodies of the two guys were a lot more comfortable, and the soaring heat wave rose from the lower abdomen, and the impact entered the limbs of the body one after another, and the warmth became more and more comfortable.

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

Torres and Lyman exerted themselves in unison, breaking free from the frozen state and struggling to their feet from the ground.

Torres pressed against Lyman's shoulders as he looked around to the left and right, and found that they had long been surrounded by this group of human wolf dead, and unless they rushed out with a bloody way, they had to sit and wait for death. What made him feel uneasy was that although this group of human wolf deceased was tall and strong, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, all of them stood there with a look of nearly three meters, and their outstretched forearms were thicker than their waists.

"Huh!" Torres keenly observed, and although the wolf dead were all looking at them with their eyes closed, they seemed to be afraid of the golden light shining from the sky, and as soon as they came close to the irradiated range, they would sizzle and smell of anxiety, and then they would rush back.

"Ryman, your magic seems to work. Torres whispered in the other man's ear: "Work harder, try to take the two of us out of the encirclement." ”

"Alright, I'll try again!" The first use of the Holy Light Ruling worked, and Lyman's mind was overjoyed, and his confidence suddenly increased. He waved his arms, raised his fingers and said in his mouth: "Lost souls, accept the judgment of the Holy Light! Give up your obsessions, get rid of your evil thoughts, I command you to return at once by the order of the God of Creation, and from now on the dust will return to the dust, and you will no longer have anything to do with the world!"

Saying this, Lyman stretched out his five fingers with one arm and bluffed, and a ray of sunlight shone from the sky and shone into his palm, converging into a ball of light, and then a dazzling light burst out, flashing like a laser.

"Whoa!" The seven or eight human wolf deceased who were swept by the golden light immediately broke their bones, and their stumps and severed arms were scattered all over the ground, and flames rose from the cuts, and they began to burn fiercely.

"It's so strong!" the two looked at each other, and both saw ecstasy in each other's eyes.

"One more time, let's kill it!" Torres said, rubbing his palms together, impatiently.

"Okay, look at me!" Lyman triumphantly gripped the light again, but before the laser-like powerful beam was released, he felt dizzy and dizzy, and the light disappeared immediately after letting go of his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Torris was full of cold sweat, seeing that these guys seemed to be enraged, his originally closed eyes began to open, and he stared at himself with a pair of eyes full of flames, as if he wanted to swallow them immediately, so he quickly pushed Lyman and said: "Use the trick you just used to beat him!"

"You think I don't want to, but I don't have the strength!" Lyman replied angrily, crying and saying with a sad face: "I don't have a good sense of spiritual strength, and the subtle feeling just now is gone, and I can't use it at all." ”

The man-wolf undead moved, staring at the red eyes and began to step forward. Boom, boom, the earth began to tremble, the encirclement was gradually shrinking, and they didn't need to make a move, they could trample the two small cockroach-like humans in front of them into flesh.

"It's over!" Torres and Lyman had no choice but to shout hoarsely and huddle together, closing their eyes and staring at the favor of death.

"Bold undead, don't hurt people!" The loud shout was like a thunderclap, the silver light flashed in the sky, and an exaggerated three-zhang long sword galloped over with a loud whirring sound, falling from the sky and piercing into the frozen soil, almost without a handle, this is the Garuda Divine Sword that He Jinshui accidentally obtained from the Plain of Despair!

"Torres, Lyman, don't be afraid, we're back!" He Jinshui's voice echoed in the ears of the two of them, and the two of them suddenly sighed with joy.

Garuda's sword stood on the ground and flashed, and golden circles of light traveled from the tip of the sword to the hilt, which was mysterious. It seemed to feel the aura of an evil soul, and immediately the sword body trembled and emitted a blazing light, shaking so that Torres and Lyman couldn't open their eyes, and they could only cover their faces with their hands and close their eyes.

The Garuda sword flew into the air, and the light was loud, like a bell, and the golden light released enveloped all the human wolves and undead.

The human-wolf undead hugged their heads in pain, and moaned on their knees, their bodies twitching weakly. One by one, the evil spirits with black death aura were released through their bodies, and then struggled to retract, but in the end, they were pulled out as if they were pulled out by a pair of invisible hands, and flew towards the Garuda sword.

"Whoa, whoa!" the human wolf undead roared and struggled loudly, looking at the fading black qi with desperate eyes, and there was a look of despair in their eyes.

A black gas was sucked into the sword body, and not far away, a human wolf undead who was struggling desperately immediately stopped, and his whole body turned gray as if it had turned into stone. The breeze blew, and the stone wolf immediately fell apart, and the stump fragments were scattered all over the ground.

The golden light was even more dazzling, and the sword body slowly rotated, inhaling all the black dead qi with a devastating momentum. The painful and struggling human wolf undead all stopped, and the scene was silent as if even a needle could be heard, and then the sound of the uproar came and went, and the human wolf undead did not make any movement, did not make a sound, and collectively turned into stones on the spot, and then fell one after another, and the body fragments immediately rushed towards Torres and Lyman like a tide.

The eyes of the two were dark, and they were buried before they had time to react. They struggled desperately, but their bodies could not move, even a little finger.

It seemed like a century was so long, and with a bright light in front of them, the two were pulled out of the corpse pile by He Jinshui one by one, and the latter patted them on the shoulder and praised with a smile: "Good job!"