The Hanging River of the Snow Country, located in the extremely cold eastern region of the Yanqi Continent, is full of ice plants and flowers, and ordinary plants and trees are difficult to parasitize.

To the west of the Hanging River Grand Canyon, on the border with the middle of the Yanshan Continent, is a thousand hectares of wasteland blown by the cold tide of the Hanging River, covered with dry grass, strange rocks, and boundless and decadent brown.

People who travel between the Kakugawa River and the inland prefer to make a large circle from the northern part of the Kakugawa River than rarely take this shortcut to the direct route.

Don't say that those terrifying rumors, just on "Strange Tales of Hanging River", they are clearly contained: "The west of Hanging River is connected to the inland, thousands of miles of red land, withered grass and cold smoke, there are many hairy monsters and strange beasts, and the terrifying sound is endless." ”

If anyone looks at this barren land, they must be able to see some strangeness: this vast barren land is covered with wisps of blood nets, which are tangled and veins for thousands of miles, like a natural puzzle.

Only those who are proficient in this way can follow the bloody web and solve the source of the mystery.

When the sun shines, the blue sky is cloudless, and a shadow suddenly strikes in the flat ground, like a black eagle soaring at a low altitude, hovering a few times faintly, and then grabbing the cracked earth.

It turned out to be a man wrapped in a black robe from head to toe, and when he raised his hand, the eaves were lifted, revealing a narrow, fleshless face.

This short and thin little old man poked the ground like a rod, and his straight body was dry and strong. On his burnt yellow face, sparse inverted eight eyebrows, a pair of glaring black bean eyes, the bridge of his nose is short and narrow, the tip of his nose is sharp and shrug, and his thin mouth is slightly pouted, which does not look like a human at first glance, but looks like a mouse.

The man followed the blood web several times, and somehow, disappeared into thin air.

In the blink of an eye, this short, thin little old man had appeared at the entrance of an underground stone corridor.

As far as the eye can see, the stone corridor is as dark as if it has been filled to death, and there is a dead spider the size of a millstone lying at the entrance of the cave, and the spider's legs that lie out obliquely cover the entrance of the cave, like a curtain of hairy doors.

On the side of the cave, there is a large bluestone with ash, and there are three words that seem to be written with a huge pen dipped in blood-Dementor Cave, but over the years, the blood has withered into crimson.

A young man was leaning on a stone and taking a nap, and the thin old man saw it in his eyes, his brows furrowed, and he coughed heavily, and the napping guard woke up in shock, and pleaded in shock: "The green mouse is a real person!

The blue rat real person's pair of bean eyes were fierce, and he shouted: "The door is not well guarded, what use are you doing!"

Before the guard could react, the guard's body had already flown off the ground, and the hand of the blue mouse was waiting in mid-air, suddenly jamming the guard's neck!

There was a terrifying sound of "zizizi", and the young guard leaned into the long sleeves of the green mouse real man with half of his body, and then fell to the ground, and the young man withered and shriveled, and was so shriveled that he was not human.

Flame Demon Sleeve - It is the unique skill of the Yan Demon Clan, although the real person of the Green Rat is used perfectly, but compared with the current King of the Yan Demon Clan, it is not the peak.

The blue mouse kicked away the young man's powder and hurried into the dementor cave.

In the dark and deep dementorship cave with nine curves, every few steps are taken, there is a beast's head lamp hanging on the wall, and the hollow eyes are fierce, emitting a confusing red light.

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in the dark: "Uncle Green Mouse!"

In the lights, a smiling girl suddenly appeared, this girl was wearing a vermilion cloud satin skirt and a pair of deer black knee-length boots.

The girl showed her teeth, the dark and dull corridor was immediately clear, and she saw that the girl's face was a generous and soft goose egg face, and the eyes of Gu Shenfei were faintly bent because of the smile, and under the straight nose of Qiong, there was a pair of beautiful red lips.

The eyes of the green mouse real person lit up, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Guiruo, you girl, you are really getting more and more peugeot!

Pan Guiruo smiled and said: "Uncle is not old, he has always been so energetic! My father is waiting for you, you can go quickly!"

After all, Pan Rose is like a breeze blowing on his face, floating in front of the real green mouse.

The green rat real person walked through the corridor and stopped in front of a hidden stone door, and from the faint candlelight from the inside, the owner deliberately stayed at the door to welcome guests.

The heavy stone door "rumbled" open, and the blue mouse real person walked in, and found that the room was empty.

But on the stone table in the middle, there was a long sword with a green and steaming fire, and the Adam's apple of the green mouse real person slipped up and down, "Gu Dun" swallowed his saliva, and walked towards the sword of the Yan Demon Town Clan, the Dementor Sword, which he had been longing for!

The green mouse's trembling fingertips, like going to touch a sleeping beauty, were about to touch the soul sword that was rarely seen on weekdays, and suddenly coughed lightly at the door, and the green mouse shrank his hand as if he was burned, and turned his face as if nothing happened, and his expression still had a trace of embarrassment.

A middle-aged man had stepped into the stone room, and the green mouse immediately greeted him. The man was bee-waisted and ape-backed, burly and capable, two heads taller than the green mouse, and the shadow covered the face of the green mouse.

The man's two thick eyebrows, like splashing ink, pressed a pair of black pool-like eyes into vicissitudes of life, and asked casually: "Green mouse, you went around the Hanging River, what did you find out?"

The green mouse real person bowed his head and said: "Returning to the Holy King, there is really an unexpected harvest, this Yan Sheng-"

At this time, a pretty figure rushed into the door, climbed like a deer, spun around, grabbed the arm of the mighty man, and asked sweetly: "Daddy, are you talking about Hangchuan? I want to listen too!"

This person is the Flame Demon Clan's Holy King Panhong!

His big hand kneaded Guiruo's shoulders and said decisively: "Guiruo has grown up, it's time to see the market." ”

Saying that, Panhong lowered his head, caressed Guiruo's little face lovingly, and asked, "Guiruo, are you interested, go to the ancestor worship ceremony of the Xuanbing clan with your father?"

His father's decision was really unexpected, and Pan Guiruo was stunned - the memories from childhood to adulthood were full of his father's stern reprimands, the cultivation scroll method that was high and strong, and the dim loneliness of the dementor cave...... It was the first time that my father had such a loving and relaxed attitude.

She didn't think much about it, smiled, clapped her hands, and said, "Really, I'm going!"

"But-" Panhong lowered his voice, although his face was towards Guiruo, his eyes slowly glanced at the green mouse: "You have to listen to me, it's not your thing, you can't covet it." That kind of person usually ends up miserable......"

The green mouse really had a gloomy face, bent his back, and didn't dare to raise his head. Panhong looked like a falconer's eyes, scraped from the green mouse's face, and immediately floated an old spicy smile, "Green mouse, what are you doing in such a panic?" I'm talking about the person eavesdropping outside the door. ”

As soon as Panhong's words fell, there was really a sound of footsteps flying outside the door, and he swooped away like a frightened bird.