The snow is falling, and the sky and the earth are dark.

The sky in Bingzhou is changeable, there is no wind and no snow during the day, and at night there are no stars and no moon, and there are snowflakes, which is really unacceptable if you are not a native of Bingzhou.

The entire Leng Feng tribe has long since rested, and the silence is very remarkable, except for the snow falling and the wind whining.

The charcoal fire in the firewood room is prosperous, because the door can not be closed very tightly, and the gap between the door frames is just enough to breathe, so the firewood room is not very stuffy, on the contrary, under the influence of the charcoal fire, there is also a little warmth.

Luo Buyi is still in a coma, but it is much better than during the day, I don't know if it is because of the medicine or because the firewood room is warmer than in the snow after all, Luo Buyi's face is a little more bloody under the firelight.

Jiuxiang wrapped in a blanket and leaned on the firewood pile and fell asleep, subconsciously leaning towards the charcoal fire, as if she had long forgotten what she had overheard at night.

Duan Lao was not asleep, and was using the method of raising the knife taught by Luo Buyi to warm up the Dragon Knife, but this action was really easy to be regarded as a fake sleep in the eyes of outsiders.

The cold wind was howling outside, and there was a faint "creaking" sound of footsteps stepping in the snow.

Duan Lao slanted his eyes and ignored them.

It's just that the voice gradually walked to the door of the firewood room, but there was no longer the slightest movement.

Half a cup of tea, one cup of tea.

Half an hour, a quarter of an hour.

Finally, half an hour later, there was movement outside the door again, but this time it was not the sound of walking on the snow, but the sound of "tuk tuk" knocking on the door.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, but Duan Lao did not respond.

Then I saw strands of messy hair coming in through the crack in the door, some sticking to the floor of the firewood room, and some crawling towards Duan Lao along the edge of the wooden plank, silent but very strange.

Duan Lao didn't know whether he didn't see it or didn't care, so he let his hair climb up his clothes, as if it was a wall of ground brocade, and it didn't take long for him to go up his waist.

After glancing at it, Duan Lao did not panic, his right hand made a knife shape and gently slashed at the hair, the knife broke the hair, the hair on his body fell instantly, and the rest of the hair retracted back out of the door.

As for those who wanted to wrap Luo Buyi and Jiuxiang along the wooden planks of the firewood room, they were hit by two burnt red charcoal blocks that Duan Lao picked up with his fingers from the charcoal fire, and after splashing a burst of sparks, they also instantly retracted outside the firewood room.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

If Fang Cai's method is used on the body of a Xuan-level master, it may be able to have unexpected effects, but it is not enough to use it on a ground-level master with a keen sense.

Especially Duan Lao is paying attention to the movement in the firewood room, what can be terrible about the small clumps of hair, and can he escape Duan Lao's means?

Silence returned to the outside of the door.

Duan Lao said secretly, could it be that the other party's means are only here?

After waiting patiently for about half an hour, there was finally a new movement outside the door.

“... Ho ho... Ha... Hee-hee..."

There was a strange laugh, made by a woman, but it was sharp and piercing, and it sounded like scraping an anvil with an awl, and like the cry of a night owl, which penetrated people's hearts.

Duan Lao frowned, with his cultivation, he felt unpleasantly tight, and there was a confusion in his head after hearing this. On the other hand, their master and Jiuxiang seemed to have heard no sound, unconscious and sleeping, as if nothing had happened as usual.

“... Ha ha... Hey..."

The strange sound outside the door has not stopped, although it sounds like it is not at the door, it still makes Duan Lao's heart irritable for a while, his posture can't help but sway left and right, and finally he can't hold back and slap the ground and hit the door, and drop a sentence to Jiuxiang who was awakened: "Take care of the master, the old man will go back when he goes!"

Jiuxiang heard that a spirit was protected in front of Luo Buyi, and he didn't even have time to wipe the eye feces from the corners of his eyes, so the dagger was across his chest, and after looking around the firewood room, he caught a glimpse of a pile of weird broken hair on the ground, and the wooden door of the firewood room that poured into a large amount of wind and snow after being knocked open by Duan Lao, his expression became focused, and he didn't feel sleepy.

But he said that Duan Lao chased out of the door, only to see the heavy snow in front of the house, although there was no moonlight and starlight, but there was a bright snow color, not that he couldn't see his five fingers, and his eyes were full of color.

And there was a terrifying figure in Yu Dai that moved Duan Lao staring at him silently, and Duan Lao, who had seen a lot of demons and killed many people, couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp and gasped.

What do you say?

The figure was barely recognizable as a woman, but the woman was not a real person, her facial features had long been deformed, her nose, eyes, and mouth had been turned into black holes, and her face and ears had been cracked, and her head was wrinkled.

A green silk is black and dense, growing to the ground, faintly smelling of burning, and this is what I want to do to sneak attack the firewood house.

After all, there are few dead people in this world, old dead, sick and dead, killed by others, desperate suicide, etc., almost every moment people are dying, I believe most people have seen the experience of dead people.

But the female corpse in front of her is by no means just a dead corpse, the key is that the shape is too weird, the limbs are dry and thin, the joints are extremely exaggerated, and the amplitude of the twist is definitely not something that ordinary people or a corpse can do.

The most important thing is that there is a particularly large opening on the belly of the female corpse, although it looks like it has been sewn up with needles and threads, but it can still be vaguely seen that the dried internal organs such as intestines are exposed.

It's a pregnant woman!

Thinking of what Jiuxiang said to him and the girl's life experience, Duan Lao felt that he seemed to be able to guess the identity of this female corpse.

This may be the body of that day's mother, but I don't know who made this virtue.

"Your Excellency is here to frighten the old man?"

Duan Lao looked around, hoping to find out the person who placed this corpse here from the clues, and this person was afraid that it was either the day and the night and the day and the night, and it must be one of the two.

“... Giggle... Hey... Hahahaha..."

Subconsciously, a knife qi followed the sound and flung it over, only to find that the sound was made by the female corpse not far in front of him, and his knife qi slashed at his body only leaving a shallow scar.

"Impossible!" Duan Lao subconsciously took a few steps back, pulled out the dragon knife from its scabbard, and firmly blocked the door of the firewood room.

He was scared.

It's not that this female corpse that can make a sound is so powerful that it frightens him, but from this sword aura, he realized the difficulty of the female corpse, if there is any more accident, such as the person who manipulates the female corpse suddenly sneaks attack, then do he and Jiuxiang still have the ability to completely protect their own master who is still unconscious?

Moreover, it is unknown whether this female corpse is related to the puppet that attacked them.

He wasn't sure, so he was scared.

The female corpse didn't care what Duan Lao was thinking, and her long and somewhat abnormal hands drew a large circle and swung towards Duan Lao. Duan Lao blocked it with the broken knife in his hand, but he was knocked back to the firewood room, and stopped when he was about to hit the door.

"Humph!"

Duan Lao, who consciously lost face, snorted coldly and swept towards the female corpse, the terrifying dragon knife flowed, and the shot was full force, and the blade slashed at the female corpse's arm, but the female corpse wrapped her waist and legs fiercely with the green silk on her head, no matter how strong the knife was, it could only return in vain, and the female corpse easily pinched the back of the knife.

“... Ho ho..."

The female corpse smirked at her ability to hold Duan Lao.

Duan Lao's face was red, and he didn't want to be caught by the female corpse so easily, so he couldn't help but say: "The old man has lost half of his way in the hands of your trick, but how can the old man be so easy to handle?"

The sword of the dragon sword rose again, and a knife qi erupted from the knife, shaking the female corpse's hand away and stabbing the female corpse's chest at the same time.

With a muffled sound, the female corpse was stabbed through, and in fright, she hurriedly threw Duan Lao aside on the snow, covered her chest, and took two steps back.

Seeing this, the unforgiving Duan Lao turned over from the ground and jumped up, and the dragon knife slashed towards the heel of the female corpse. But the female corpse seemed to have eyes on her back, and she gently raised her feet to dodge.

"Awesome!"

Duan Lao praised from the bottom of his heart.

But how easy is Duan Lao? The Shocking Dragon Knife did not leave the feet of the female corpse, and after a few swords, the female corpse revealed a flaw, and the backward feet touched each other, almost falling, and Duan Lao's knife also followed, cutting through the tendons of the female corpse's feet.

"Hehe, it's a corpse, and it's a layer of flexibility. Duan Lao thought secretly, and at the same time, the dragon knife in his hand slashed towards the female corpse that fell to the ground again without stopping.

"Bang"

Duan Lao's knife didn't hit the female corpse, but it slashed to the ground, blowing up countless snowfalls, and even the land that had been hidden under the snow for I don't know how many years was splashed with mud.

Looking at the female corpse again, she jumped into the air with her hands and legs, and slowly landed next to a person in the snow.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Duan Lao patted the snow on his body and looked at the man unsurprisingly.

"If you break my toy, you must be punished, and I will definitely take revenge!" The girl stood at the door of the igloo and looked at Duan Lao, the posture of the little puppet in her hand was no different from the female corpse beside her.

Duan Lao narrowed his eyes, looked at this day and night, who was only afraid that he would kill her, and said, "You also said that your mother died in childbirth because she gave birth to you, and now you treat her body like this, which is really disrespectful!"

"Shut up! If she hadn't died, how would others have scolded me for killing her? Do you know that I've never had anyone to keep me company when I'm so big? I'm afraid that I'll be killed by me!"

"Besides, Snow Castle has promised me that as long as I can find a way to kill you, I will be the only peripheral elder within this hundred miles, and then there will be so many people who will come to support me and compete with me for company!"

"So you'd better die for me!"

Chaoxi picked up the puppet in his hand and put on a posture of kicking and fighting. And the peculiar thing is that the puppet is made to make a move day and night, and the female corpse next to it also makes the same pose.

It seems that the girl used this to control the female corpse, which is probably the same as the puppet who ambushed them. But if the puppet is broken, the female corpse will not be a concern.

However, just as Duan Lao was putting on a posture, trying to break the puppet while facing the female corpse, the wooden door of the firewood room was slammed open with a "bang", and a figure fell on the snow next to Duan Lao, knocking out a deep pit.

"Jiuxiang? Master!" Boss Duan was shocked.

And Jiuxiang stroked her chest and struggled to get up, the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood, and her eyes looked fixedly into the firewood room.

A figure nearly one and a half tall gradually walked out of the firewood room, and it was not difficult to see that someone was carried in his hand against the firelight.

"Master!"