In such a cold ice cellar, Qian Ze was not afraid of the cold because of the purple fire in his body, but the man seemed to have been standing there for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chisawa stopped, looked vigilantly at the black shadow blocking in front of him, took a few steps back, and wanted to blow out the oil candle on the wall, but felt that it was wrong when he thought about it.

I'm covered in purple fire, and when the candle is extinguished, won't I be a target?

Chisawa quietly stretched out his hand, and the purple fire on his skin lit up a few oil candles on the wall, and the dark ice cellar became bright.

Chisawa hid behind a wall of ice, but the figure remained still, and by the light, Chisawa felt that the man was very small.

No, not small, it should be said, the whole is small.

His head and body are coordinated like an adult, but the whole is more than a circle smaller than a human.

Chisawa took a deep breath and slowly approached the man.

The man turned his back to Chisawa, didn't move, didn't make a sound, just stood quietly, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Chisawa touched the man, and a cold, hard touch came from his fingertips.

"Dead?" Chisawa sighed, "It's all frozen, and it's scary to stand here." ”

Chisawa turned to the front of the man, bent down to look, the little man closed his eyes tightly, Chisawa reached out and touched the man's sleeve.

Click.

I don't know where a faint strange noise came from.

The man's eyes suddenly opened.

"Lying ~ groove. Chisawa was so frightened that he jerked back and slammed his back into the ice ballast.

"What the hell this is—" Chisawa gasped and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

If you look closely, the little man's eyelids are hidden directly into the eye sockets, and there are thin seams at the joints of the fingers.

"It's a... Doll... Puppet?" Chisawa boldly walked over and touched the little man's hand.

It's cool, it's hard, and the material seems to be white copper.

The little man's face is very smooth, no different from ordinary people's faces, except that the eyes are inlaid with jade, which makes people feel creepy in the dark room where the candlelight beats.

Chisawa was concentrating on the structure of this thing, when suddenly, she heard another click, and the puppet suddenly raised her hand, and her waist stiffened.

gave Chisawa a slap in the face.

"Hey, you dummy, you're still so arrogant..."As soon as Chisawa wanted to stab this puppet with a scorpion hook, he heard a slight blowing sound from the depths of the ice cellar.

After that, the candlelight in the depths of the ice cellar was extinguished one after another, and someone blew out the oil candle all the way and walked towards this side.

Oh no, the oil candle will find me as soon as it goes out.

Chisawa thought about it, picked up the white copper puppet on the ground, and slowly moved it in the direction of the oil candle, blowing out several oil candles nearby.

The purple fire ignited the puppet's clothes, and two purple fires appeared in the dark ice cellar at the same time.

Qian Ze began to silently recite the Ning Twilight Ballad that the Scorpion Master had taught, maybe to deal with the purple fire of the Scorpion Child, only his Ning Twilight Ballad would be easy to use.

Trying his best to suppress the internal force running in the meridians, he followed the meridians of the twilight rumor one by one, and the purple fire on his skin was slowly absorbed and penetrated into his body.

The flame of the purple fire on Qianze's body dimmed and gradually disappeared, and the bones and meridians became hot, at this time, there was no way to care so much, Qianze hid in a small corner, and the puppet on the opposite side was burning with an inextinguishable purple fire, standing quietly.

In the darkness, there was a sudden clicking sound of the white copper puppet writhing its body, and the person must have mistaken the puppet for Chisawa and attacked in the past, which touched the puppet, and the puppet began to resist.

The man seemed to be startled, and at this moment, Chisawa suddenly stood up from the man's back, pointed at two scorpion hooks and stabbed the man's neck.

The man noticed the abnormal movement behind him, his neck was crooked, his body was close to the ice wall, Chizawa's scorpion hook grabbed an air, the man suddenly punched, and hit Chizawa's armpit hard, Chisawa stumbled and fell out, holding on to the wall and standing up.

The power of this punch is too great, and it can be seen from this moment alone that if the person who comes is the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals, that person must be one of the few masters that Qian Ze can't deal with.

With a flick of the man's fingers, several extinguished oil candles in the ice cellar were instantly lit, and Chisawa could see the man's appearance clearly.

It's still the scholar's girl's face.

"Brother Chisawa, we meet again. The scholar smiled gloomily and said slowly, "Xiaosheng Baichen, the words are dyed with ink." ”

"Hmph..."Chisawa snorted as he held on to his aching ribs.

Bai Dye Mo, one of the four masters of the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals, known as the White Bone Captain, the assassination of the royal family is the most among the seventeen immortals.

"Extradition the Seventeen Immortals and send the White Bone Captain to kill me?" Chisawa inexplicably developed a sense of superiority that was very respectable.

"Your cobwebs won't work. Bai Dye Mo laughed, and his back was firmly glued to the ice wall by the cobwebs that Chisawa had arranged in advance.

Bai Dye Mo casually picked up the oil candle on the ice wall and stretched it out towards the cobweb, which immediately burned and broke, and broke free with a slight struggle.

"Okay, I'll have to wait a while!" Qian Ze suddenly took off a hook finger and threw it towards Bai Dying Ink, the sharp scorpion hook was aimed at Bai Dying Ink's throat, Bai Dying Mo waved his hand to block, and the scorpion hook was crooked.

Chisawa smiled slyly.

With a click, the white copper puppet beside Bai Dye Mo suddenly twisted his waist, and the raised hand snapped on Bai Dye Mo's eyes.

Qian Ze took advantage of the pain of the white ink, jumped up, stretched out his hand to hang on the protrusion of the ice wall, his legs turned into spider thorns, the spider's sharp feet were firmly rooted on the ice wall, and Qian Ze climbed up along the ice wall.

It turned out that the crooked scorpion hook hit the white copper puppet's head directly, and the puppet was touched and moved again.

Bai Dye Mo frowned slightly, looking up at Chisawa who was swimming nimbly on the ice wall like a spider.

Chisawa climbed to the top of the ice cellar almost instantly, and there were many sharp ice hangings on the top, and Chisawa flicked his hands, and countless ice hangings fell with the tips pointing downward.

Even the Captain of the Bones had to be poked out of the hole.

Bai Dye Mo turned over and jumped to avoid the ice hanging that fell like a sharp arrow, but where he landed, Qian Ze immediately knocked down the ice hanging in that place.

After tossing a few times, Bai Dye Mo was slightly impatient.

I've never been so embarrassed by such a stinky child, and if the rest of the people know, where will the face of the Captain of the White Bone be placed.

Bai Dye Mo suddenly put his hand in his mouth.

Qian Ze was stunned, this move is very peculiar, stuffed teeth?

The white-stained mouth seemed to have no bones, and the right hand was easily placed inside, and the outline of the fingers could almost be seen from the neck.

A bone fan made of thirty-six white bones was taken out of Bai Dye's throat.

The tip of the bone fan is a sharpened phalange, and the fan surface is white without any pattern.

The bulge on the white ink's chest faded.

Hiding the weapon in the body, no wonder, can blend in with the search of the dungeon jailer.

The bone fan of the White Bone Captain has not seen the light of day for a long time, and this time, he must drink blood and collect it.