After the girl gently lay on Yorkhen Jones's back, she hugged Yorkham Jones tightly, and said in his ear:

"The scarf in my backpack can be used..."

Nodding, Yorkham Jones took out his scarf and fastened the girl to his back.

At this moment, Yorkham Jones suddenly stepped back, and his long fist was directed towards the red-haired freckled girl.

In the panic of the crowd, a loud bang fell, and a snowman with a large head and a small body was sent flying away by Yorkham Jones.

"Thank you," the girl replied with a heavy breath.

Yorkham Jones didn't reply, because the snowman he had knocked off was up again.

The snowman used his cute fingers to remove one of the black glass eyeballs, then reborn his head on top of his head, and then roared wildly.

"Keep up!"

After one glance, Yorkham Jones turned on his Eye of Light and used his vision to choose a path with fewer snowmen.

When they saw this, they hurried to follow.

Looking at the girl on Yorkham Jones's back, the red-haired freckle removal girl couldn't help muttering:

"I'm so envious... I'm about the same age. ”

When the companion next to the girl heard this, he gently rubbed the girl's little face:

"The most important thing is to live, don't forget, we still have to eat the steamer!"

At this moment, a snowman suddenly sat down from the sky, and the position happened to be in the center of the two.

The girl's companion reacted promptly and jerked the freckled girl out.

The snowflakes flew, and as the girl flew out, the snowman slammed to the ground, and her companions and several others disappeared into the four blooms of blood.

At this moment, the blurred vision could not tell whether it was a snowflake or a blood flower.

"Bailey!"

With a cry of grief, the girl forgot her fear, clenched her fists and rushed towards the snowman who was squatting on the ground.

"Let's go!"

Jokham Jones turned around and punched the snowman away, then pulled the girl up and led the group on.

After running a few steps, the girl kept breaking free and screaming:

"Let go of me!

Seeing this, the girl on Yorkham Jones's back turned her head slightly and said:

"It's important to be alive, and your good friends want you to live. ”

As soon as the words were heard, the girl fell silent, she did not struggle, but kept muttering, 'Steamer.' ’

...

As Yorkham Jones and the others walked away, the blood foam that had been sat down by the snowman slowly formed a figure.

"The one who saves his friends doesn't die. ”

When the childish voice sounded, the figure in the blood foam was gently outlined.

A few seconds later, the dead Bellly was sketched out and appeared alive on the shoulder of the snowman next to her.

At the same time, such a scene is also happening in many places in the snowy world, but this line has become varied.

As:

"He who saves his lover does not die... The one who saves his family doesn't die... He who saves strangers will not die .."

All the language is finally outlined in one sentence:

"In the fairy tale world, as long as you are full of love, you will eventually be reunited. ”

...

On the second floor of Yorkham Jones's residence, the eerie scarecrow had already walked to room 202, and the kerosene lamp in his hand flickered on and off, as if he was facing some kind of resistance.

Mrs. Marin had collapsed in a pool of blood, and her daughter Fifi had fallen into a deep sleep, but a mirror flickered on the girl's body.

The frame is a green gemstone with many moon symbols, all of which are crescents, and a faint figure can be seen sitting on a crescent.

The front of the mirror is red, and the back is black, and with each flash of red, Fifi's life stops, and each time the black flashes, her life resumes again.

"The realm of life and death..."

The scarecrow let out a roaring tremble, as if he was making up his mind, and in a trance, a red light flashed from the sky, and he walked towards Fei Fei with a determined look.

When the scarecrow walked up to Fei Fei, the red and black sides of the mirror flashed at the same time, and Fei Fei opened her eyes suddenly:

"When we merge, you and I will die one, fifty of fifty, a fair bet, are you willing to bet, Mr. Mozak, the Dreadlord?"

The scarecrow, who had been brave enough, immediately quieted down after hearing these words, and its breathing began to be heavy, and it also began to be afraid as if it represented fear.

...

In the middle of the snowstorm, Yorkham Jones and the others were surrounded by more than a dozen snowmen, and the floor they were on turned into a nine-square cartoon bear pattern.

Yorkham Jones did not dare to act because they had already stepped on the trap, and the snowmen around them did not move, as if they were waiting for the Yorkham Jones crowd to decrypt it.

"Uncle, do you want to solve it? It seems to be a nine-square grid game... Very simple game..."

The girl on Yorkham Jones's back has been observing for a long time, she is a genius girl in the detective department, and she has already received the perfect answer, but she does not dare to act, because this game is about life.

"What is the nine-square grid game?" The red-haired freckle girl next to her has recovered a lot, and now she just wants to live with her friend's entrustment, and when she heard that the girl had found a solution, she hurriedly asked.

The girl glanced at the girl and said:

"The nine-square grid is the nine squares under our feet. To unravel it, in addition to the three numbers above, we need to fill in the remaining squares with numbers from 1 to 9, so that the sum of the three numbers on the two diagonals in each row and column is equal to 15. ”

As soon as the girl finished speaking, the people next to her began to use their own methods to calculate.

After glancing, the girl continued to lean into Yorkham Jones' ear and asked softly:

"Uncle, do you want to solve it?"

At this time, there is a reciprocal of time on the nine-square grid without numbers, and the least is only 10S left, and the person standing on it took a look at it and hurriedly wrote a number up.

"Don't!"

The girl and the girl shouted at the same time, but they were still a step too late, and with the graffiti of the numbers, the snowman on the side jumped cutely.

Then, the person who had graffiti was sat down as a meatloaf, and Yorkham Jones barely saw any trajectory of the attack.

Looking at the time on the lattice, Yorkham Jones took a deep breath and said:

"Maybe it's that simple..."

Then, he quickly moved on the nine-square grid according to the number the girl had said.

Of course, he himself has already figured out the answer, and the reason why he listens to the girl is only because she is her.

After a few seconds, after all the squares were drawn with numbers, more than a dozen snowmen around them suddenly jumped en masse.

Everyone was frightened, only to see more than a dozen snowmen take out a lot of spray flowers and start to celebrate, and even sang cheerful children's songs.

The gap is too big... Simply incomprehensible ...

With a whisper in his heart, Yorkham Jones said to the crowd:

"Let's go!"

...

In the Monastery of the Light, after the Knight Captain Lahel rushed back, Dale explained a few words, and then turned into a fiery phoenix and flew towards St. Codien's Square.

"Follow me!"

After watching Dale leave completely, Lahair smiled vaguely and walked towards the deepest part of the Inquisition.

...

Red Lotus's master is nearing the end of the battle with the mysterious old man, and it seems that the old man is superior, but his three hell heads have become a dead dog.

"It seems that most of your attacks can't hit me, do you want to continue?" the old man smiled softly, snapped his fingers, and a three-headed hellhound crawled out of the ground again.

"I'll eat dog meat hot pot tonight!"

With a sneer, Master Honglian's right hand, which had been inactive, stretched out gently, and then, a light blue moonlight lit up the surrounding heaven and earth.

PS: The third chapter has been released, although it is a little late... Come on.. Still asking for all kinds, recommending, collecting, and pushing books.