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The saint in this nun's mouth is not the saint in the story, but a realm.

Ye Feng is naturally not a saint.

But Nun didn't think so. When she learned that Ye Feng was a saint, she knew that she had provoked someone unmatched.

So before waiting for Ye Feng to reach out and catch her head, her head burst.

There was no plasma splash.

Because her head is full of straw.

When the head exploded, the straw was scattered, and then the whole body turned into straw, which slipped from Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng glanced at the straw under his feet and frowned slightly.

He did not expect that the other party would commit suicide.

And he committed suicide so decisively that he didn't even hesitate.

She was not a human being, so after her self-sufficiency, she really turned into a straw that could only be used for burning fire, no difference from the field.

Ye Feng naturally has no way to check her memory.

"It seems that in the days when I'm away, it's not quite flat here." Ye Feng murmured, lit the straw here, and turned away.

He stood in front of Liu Yiyi for one night.

That night, Liu Yiyi had no more nightmares.

And in the mountains hundreds of miles away.

A hunter got lost.

He felt very strange. This has lived on this mountain for at least ten years. He can walk freely with his eyes closed. It is not an exaggeration to say that this mountain is his back garden.

But this night, he couldn't get out anyway.

The hunter looked up at the sky and wanted to find the Big Dipper, but found only a red moon in the sky.

call--

There was a cold wind.

He only felt numb.

"Hurry up and leave."

He whispered, feeling a little weird in the mountain: "I knew I should go home early today."

From his ancestors, there was a saying, "Don't go at night" and "Dark, don't hurry," he didn't believe it, but something went wrong tonight.

Could it be a ghost hitting the wall?

He walked for another half hour, feeling dry, thirsty and tired.

Because he had been wandering around in the same place, he really panicked in his heart and realized that something really happened to him.

"light?"

At this time, he found a dim light not far ahead.

"Is it a house!"

The hunter was like a drowning man, and finally saw the last life-saving straw, so he hurriedly ran over.

Near, it really is a house.

It can be said that this is a mansion, a compound.

There were two yellow ascending dragons on the doorway, with a plaque on them, clearly written with two large characters.

"Iceman."

"Iceman?"

The hunter murmured and recalled that he had lived here for several years. He had walked everywhere on this mountain, but he had not seen this place.

But immediately, he remembered the ancient records left by his ancestors.

The descendants of the Medicine Saint lived on this mountain.

The medicine saint named Bing.

"The ice house should be the descendant of Yaosheng!"

The hunter was overjoyed in his heart, thinking he should not die, so he rushed forward to knock on the door in two steps.

Boom Boom--

The knock on the door was not loud, but it echoed in the place where the silence was like the grave.

After knocking on the door for a moment, the door opened.

A young man wearing modern casual clothing opened the door.

"Who?"

"I'm lost." The hunter was excited.

A young man, it must not be a monster.

"lost?"

The young man glanced outside, it was dark, and it was easy to get lost, so he opened the door and let the hunter in.

"thanks, thanks."

The hunter was very excited.

But within a moment, the screams of hunters were heard in the mansion.

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