Streams cascade from the peaks, clanging against the smooth stones and moss.

There are a few wisps of white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the wind is light and soft, with the warmth and freshness unique to summer.

Verdant mountains, tall and lush trees, shaded by each other and hanging down from each other.

A few golden carp swim and jump in the stream, spitting bubbles and playing with each other.

The mountains are surrounded by clear water, and the low-lying area is a beautiful gathering place.

Transparent crystal lofts, one connected to the other, are crisscrossed by carved bridges and gurgling water cascading down the mountains.

A pool of river water is clear and transparent, clean to the bottom, and the fine sand and beautiful pebbles at the bottom of the river bank are clearly visible.

The middle-aged man in a gray cloth shirt was the indifferent man on the cliff.

The middle-aged man walked across the long snow-white bridge of carved stone lions, and walked along a wide road mixed with straw and dirt to a three-story crystal house.

In the courtyard in front of the attic is a verdant bamboo, which separates the courtyard from each other.

Standing in the clean and tidy courtyard, surrounded by tall and thin bamboo leaves, looking up, the three-story crystal house can be seen at a glance.

The bottom of the crystal attic is made up of wide planks, long planks connected one by one, supporting the entire attic.

The stakes attached to the underside of the planks are a meter high, and they are painted with a thick layer of white paint.

Wooden piles and planks are matched with each other to separate the three-storey attic from the moist soil.

On the one hand, it keeps the house dry, and on the other hand, the hollows under the planks can be used to hide from the snakes and insects that are abundant in the forest.

From the first floor to the third floor, the overall area of the attic gradually decreases.

The attic on the third floor is in the form of a delicate cube, and inside are neat bamboo baskets, which are filled with white rice overflowing, revealing one sharp tip after another.

The doors and windows of the attic are made of transparent stones, thick crystal blocks, like a dignified and steady ice city wall.

Two sturdy men with indifferent faces and snow-white robes stood quietly in front of the attic, their eyes searching around, and their cold eyes were the same as those of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stood by the arched door and bowed his hands into respectful worship.

"Lord Stygian Ice, the secret of transformation has been handed over to Lord Sidi. ”

The sturdy and clear house was filled with the heavy voice of the old man.

"Well, come in and talk back. ”

"Yes, Lord Stygian. ”

The middle-aged man walked slowly into the attic, with an ice-like hard bed, a transparent stone table and stone benches.

Snow-white curtains, fluttering back and forth in the empty room.

The pure white bed curtain and the ethereal incense burner add a touch of life to the room.

The middle-aged man stopped in front of the pure white blanket with excellent embroidery, and then knelt down in front of Lord Stygian Ice.

"Lord Stygian Ice, after a hundred years of searching, his subordinates found the figure of Lord Sidi at a cliff in one of the Linglong peaks, and successfully handed him the secret of transformation. ”

The wolf demon, known as Lord Stygian Ice, is dressed in a white robe, and his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Si Di.

Thick eyebrows, sharp eyebrows, carved face, handsome temperament, can vaguely distinguish the elegance and refinement of youth.

The passage of time is not conspicuous in Lord Stygian Ice.

The two wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that were neither deep nor shallow, revealed the true age of Lord Stygian Bing.

The pursed lips, the frowning eyebrows, and the expressionless face all show the heaviness and momentum of the leader of the wolf demon clan.

"Well, that's good, did Si Di Ke ask you to bring something else back?"

On the back of the chair is a golden high-grade tiger skin, and the clean armrests of the chair are exposed. Lord Stygian Bing's two jade hands were lightly placed on it, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

"No, no. ”

There was a slight helplessness on Lord Stygian's face, his voice could not hear joy or sorrow, and his indifferent voice conveyed the calm and meticulousness unique to the superiors. 2018

"Anything else to say?"

The middle-aged man heard a faint sigh, quietly raised his head, glanced at Lord Stygian Ice, his eyes flashed, and there was finally a trace of respect and respect in his ruthless eyes.

The middle-aged man withdrew his sigh, and his head quickly lowered his head again, and replied in a deep and cautious voice.

"Back to Lord Stygian Ice, Lord Sidi has already transformed. The immortal qualities on Lord Sidi's body are becoming more and more obvious, so it seems that he has probably experienced a thunder tribulation. ”

"Well, look at his own creation. ”

Lord Stygian Ice didn't have any expression on his face, but there was a bit of pride and pride in his heart.

Lord Stygian Ice raised his eyes and looked at it with a far-reaching gaze.

The verdant bamboo forest by the door, the wind blows by, and the rustling sound makes people feel calm.

The middle-aged man looked at Lord Stygian Ice with a rare relaxed expression, and he was a little hesitant, not knowing how to speak.

Lord Stygian Ice looked out of the door, and the catkins in the mountains were floating everywhere, like the ice peaks and snow that year.

Lord Stygian Ice no longer looked at the middle-aged man, and waved his hand gently, the low table top was smooth and flat, like a mirror, reflecting the thoughtful face of Lord Stygian Ice.

The middle-aged man thought for a long time, but did not move, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Lord Stygian Ice spoke indifferently, and his voice was like ancient wine in a thousand-year-old ice cellar, with a majestic momentum.

"But is there anything else?"

The middle-aged man's complexion returned to normal, his palms stretched upwards and forward, and he gently kowtowed on the soft carpet of snowflakes and bamboos.

"Subordinate, there is one thing, I don't know ......"

Lord Stygian's face was like the sand and gravel that had been piled up under the riverbed for many years, spreading out smoothly and solemnly.

"It doesn't hurt to be straight. ”

"Back to Lord Stygian Ice, my subordinates not only saw Lord Sidi on the cliff, but there was also a sunflower essence beside him that had not yet been transformed. ”

Alas!!!

Heavy sighs, with endless sorrow and helplessness.

The sound bounced back and forth in the air, buried in a soft blanket, slipping through the gaps in the transparent masonry.

"No, I can't. March, what do you think?"

Marching is the name of a middle-aged man in the clan, because he is too small, and the marching soldier thinks that Lord Stygian Ice does not know his name.

The marching soldier was a little moved on his face, as if he had traveled through mountains and rivers, and was finally moved by other monsters.

"Lord Stygian Ice, my subordinates know that they shouldn't talk much. However, if the sunflower essence has been left by Sidi-sama's side, I am afraid that it will not be conducive to Sidi-sama's feathering flying immortal. ”

The march is a little bit of a statement, with careful integrity and loyalty.

"Well, there's more to it than that. ”

Lord Stygian Ice had a rare melancholy on his face that could not be melted, his frowning eyebrows, his thin lips pursed, and his whole face was like a cold painting of yellow sand.

The march will endanger one by one, and tentatively state the most terrible legends.

"My subordinates have heard an ancient legend that the combination of animal demons and plant demons will be punished by heaven and will bring disasters to both races at the same time, I wonder if this legend is credible?"

Lord Stygian's fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the white jade-like ice chair, and there was a heaviness left by history in his voice, which could not be easily erased or shaken.

"Well, that's exactly what I'm worried about. ”

The marching soldiers knelt on the blankets and bowed their heads, expressing their willingness to contribute their strength to the sustainable development of the tribe.

"I don't know, what advice does Lord Stygian Ice have? Even if the soldiers go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire, they will definitely spare no effort to fulfill the will of Lord Stygian Ice. ”

"Before the legend happens, break them apart. ”

"Yes, my subordinates obey. ”