The convoy was fast, speeding on dirt roads outside the city.

Little by little as time passes.

Ice picks suddenly appeared on the road ahead, completely blocking the road.

The truck didn't have time to stop, it crashed straight over, and finally rolled on the ground and collapsed.

Like a domino, the trucks behind stopped one after another.

"The Dark Pavilion...

"Zhao Qingyi?"

A few people got off the truck, gathered together nervously, looked at the ice picks that were slightly sparkling in the moonlight not far away, and subconsciously spoke.

On a tree not far away, a young girl in a somewhat retro-style white dress looked down at them expressionlessly.

Behind the girl is an illusory ice sculpture.

This ice sculpture is in a female state.

It exudes an icy chill.

Four pale blue gemstones are set on it.

Suddenly, the second gem flickered, and the ice picks on the ground suddenly shot out, shattering into tiny ice blades in mid-air, falling from the sky.

"Ice Rain!"

"Damn, didn't the servant say that the Mo Pavilion didn't dare to make a move on us?"

Several people shouted in despair.

Even if there were a few people who barely appeared one by one, they were just pens, paper, and even a mouse.

And there is not even a single spar on it.

In contrast...

It's unsightly.

In just a few seconds, these people had already fallen to the ground, unwilling, and completely lost their breath.

The tiny blades of ice were stained with blood, melting, and flowing into the dirt.

And Zhao Qingyi's expression has not changed from beginning to end, even in the face of the tragic situation in front of him.

Turning around, he walked away from the tree.

Subsequently...

The center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground.

"Shhhhh

Quickly got up, looked around cautiously, and after making sure that there was no one else around, Zhao Qingyi's expression returned to cold again, and gradually disappeared in the night.

The ice sculpture behind him slowly faded away and disappeared.

"I just..."

"Isn't it a delusion?"

In the distance, a young man dressed in the costume of the ink pavilion was hiding in the shadows, observing.

He asked hesitantly.

The other companion nodded uncertainly: "It shouldn't be an illusion... bar. ”

"The goddess of icebergs in my heart..."

For a while, several young people who were hiding in the shadows throughout the whole process instantly felt that their youth was accompanied by Zhao Qingyi's fall... It's over.

Iceberg Goddess... Who doesn't love it.

But how did she melt?

"Forget it, let's go and pick up the supplies first."

"If it's late, the team leader should scold his mother again."

It wasn't until Zhao Qingyi was completely away that they hurriedly ran out, moved all the boxes on the overturned truck to the car behind, and then got into the car, turned around, and drove back to Baichun City.

On the road.

Zhao Qingyi was facing the moonlight and was still walking indifferently.

The pace is not fast.

In the moonlight, the beautiful face attracts people to linger, like a fairy falling into the dust.

It's so dusty, fairy-like.

Especially with this retro white dress, it looks even more different.

Soon, trucks whizzed past her.

Everyone in the ink pavilion who drove did not squint.

It's as if you don't see the goddess at all.

Zhao Qingyi's figure was a little stiff for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still maintained his elegance.

……

"Pavilion Master Lin, is the Ink Pavilion so insincere?"

The phone rings.

There was anger in that hoarse voice.

The Lin Pavilion Lord put down the mouse with some reluctance and responded, "You are like a good person. ”

"What?"

"If I don't do it, you can release people over there?"

"You guys just don't cut it."

"Do you really think that Lao Tzu and you are cultural people by pretending to chat?"

"It's a special word."

The Pavilion Lord didn't look like Nasven half an hour ago at all, but sneered at the phone.

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone.

It seems that he didn't expect that the deputy pavilion master of a provincial capital-level Mo Pavilion branch would be this kind of character.

"Insulting Sven."

"You're going to pay the price."

The hoarse voice was a little cold, and he hung up the phone.

"It's not good to chatter, and I'm still holding my throat."

"You're the first to silence it, huh?"

"I dare to come to Jiangbei Province to pretend to be calves, and sooner or later I will pull you out and hang and beat."

With a sneer, Pavilion Master Lin muttered a few words in his mouth, and then focused his gaze on the computer screen again.

Pitch black office.

Only the computer screen was still emitting a dim glow, reflecting the somewhat bald, nervous, and serious face of the Pavilion Master.

Long...

"Damn, I lost again!"

"It's not as good as that stupid B's call, how can you lose!"

"I've been interrupted by all of my thoughts."

Pavilion Master Lin cursed, and fell into a tense atmosphere again.

……

"Do it!"

Glancing at his phone, the man in the suit coughed twice, got up, and said impassionedly: "Brothers, the divine servant just sent a message saying that he has been paying attention to us!" ”

"Even... God is also watching. ”

"This time, we will all be divine slaves."

"Be with God."

"Always around!"

The blood boiled with the words of the man in the suit.

The others also became agitated, shouting, "Be with God!" ”

His eyes fell on the abandoned factory in the distance.

Crazy and religious.

"Rush!"

The man in the suit roared and rushed out first.

Several others followed.

One by one, the awakened objects appeared behind themselves, and the awakening objects of the man in the suit were also inlaid with two spars.

"What the hell is the new servant from the cult this time?"

"I can't do any intelligence work."

"What can you do with so many crooked melons and cracked dates?"

"It's a waste of time, isn't it?"

Luo Yun looked at them from a distance, pursed his lips, muttered, and with dissatisfaction, the wolf shadow appeared behind him.

The first hedron lit up.

The wolf pounced on Luo Yun and merged with it.

The next moment, Luo Yun's figure disappeared abruptly, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of several people.

"Hey, hey."

"Eat Lao Tzu a big fight!"

A little excited grinning, Luo Yun's pupils were tinged with a touch of cyan.

The next moment he picked up the cook with one hand, threw it at random, and slammed it into a tree.

With a wail, the cook kept screaming on the ground, and could no longer get up.

The man in the suit became panicked, turned around and ran.

The remaining beggars still muttered 'be with God' and rushed to the factory desperately.

"Forget it, leave them a place to play."

"Let them experience it too, killing demons and killing people... What's the difference, exactly! ”

"Tsk, I'm so kind."

Luo Yun hung behind the man in the suit like a cat and mouse, and didn't forget to boast.