Li Luo still didn't speak, and Rang Sique couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. His voice was a little higher, and he shouted: "Then who are you talking to?"
"There are... people outside the wall." Li Luo replied in a low voice.
Rang Sique's delicate body trembled, she took in a breath of cold air, shrank back, and was suddenly startled. Only then did she realize that she had almost curled up into Li Luo's arms, and her hands were unconsciously holding Li Luo tightly.
Not only the clothes and appearance were ambiguous, but also the shame that made Rang Sique unspeakable.
Rang Sique was about to stand up, but Li Luo stood up first, and casually protected Rang Sique behind him. His eyes remained motionless, still staring at the wooden wall, and said lightly: "Since you don't want to show up, your Majesty
, why do you need to do what a gentleman does?"
There was still no movement outside the wall. Rang Sique listened with his ears. There was dead silence outside the house, no different from just now. If Li Luo hadn't looked solemn, Rang Sique would have started to secretly slander him. Could it be that Li Luo was deliberately bluffing to scare him?
, just to avenge the one-shot attack just now.
"In that case, please come into the house and see me." Li Luo Shen shouted, but without taking action, the light of the sword lit up first, and in response to the light of the sword, a hole was opened in the wooden wall that was one person high and three feet wide.
, the wooden board fell to the ground silently, having been shattered into pieces by the feminine inner strength of Bing Xin Jue.
A trace of surprise flashed in Rang Sique's eyes. He was famous for his reputation. No wonder Xiang Liuer had such high regard for King Dagan Ding. With this sword alone, he was one of the top masters in Caohai.
The surprise in Rang Sique's eyes has not dissipated. As soon as the weak firelight shone out from the broken wooden hole, the surprise in Rang Sique's eyes solidified and changed into a look of horror. If he hadn't used all his strength to
He covered his mouth with his hand, fearing that he was about to shout loudly.
Li Luo's pupils tightened, his breathing became three cents heavier, and the hand holding Ming Hong Dao quietly tightened by three cents.
Outside the wooden cave, against the backdrop of darkness and void, a figure stood motionless just outside the broken wooden wall.
The human figure is like a stone sculpture, more precisely, it should be more like an ice sculpture. He is wearing a black raincoat with no visible texture, covered with icy snowflakes. He looks like a wild man who came out of some ice cave and snow mountain. His beard and hair are messy and tangled.
The knot covered his face and was covered with fine ice crystals.
He couldn't hear breathing, and couldn't see even the slightest movement of the figure. Li Luo's eyes were focused, and he could roughly distinguish the mouth and nose of the figure. If there was breathing, there should be a slight breath, even if it was freezing cold, but
The figure in front of him didn't have the slightest breath of life, which was strange and unspeakable.
Li Luo frowned. There seemed to be no sign of life outside the house, and the appearance was extremely sudden. However, if it was just a corpse, or a wooden sculpture that had been moved by someone, how could he have realized it just now?
Something strange outside the wooden house.
Li Luo was full of suspicion, but the figure was right in front of him. Rang Sique's pretty face was pale, without any trace of blood, and she stared at the figure outside the house with deep fear in shock.
Li Luo's heart moved, he looked at Ran Sique and asked in a low voice: "Miss Ran Sique, have you seen him?"
Rang Sique swallowed hard, opened his mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "That's him."
Li Luo was stunned and suddenly realized that the figures in front of him should be the villagers between life and death that Rang Sique had wanted to take Li Luo to see. Unexpectedly, before Li Luo could find out what was going on, these strange figures would be found first.
Came to your door.
"I didn't notice anyone outside the house before I entered the house."
The corner of Rang Sique's mouth trembled slightly, and he leaned closer to Li Luo subconsciously, and replied in a low voice: "He shouldn't be here in the first place."
Li Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Can they move on their own? Or did someone move him here deliberately? A warning, or a demonstration?"
"I don't know." Rang Sique's face was extremely ugly. Maybe he was accompanied by someone, but his mood was a little calmer. He replied in a deep voice, "I have seen them, but I have never seen them move."
Li Luo groaned and suddenly took a step forward. Rang Sique whispered: "Be careful!"
Minghong glowed with red light, and a small bloody skylark poked its head out from the blade. I wonder if Li Luo saw it wrong. The skylark seemed to be a little frightened, and it shrank, and then it poked its head out. His head looked around.
The figure remained motionless, perhaps because of the firelight. The sky outside the house became even gloomier and darker. The small wooden house, together with the dim and lonely light inside the wooden house, was like a small boat in the sea, which would capsize to a whale in an instant. Amid the roaring waves, it was so withered and thin that it was hard to bear to look at it.
Li Luo stood three feet away from the figure. At this moment, Li Luo was determined not to believe that the figure in front of him was a living creature. If it were, the so-called Turtle Breathing Skill in the world would be one ten thousandth less likely than the figure in front of him. Li Luo would rather I believe that an extremely skilled person moved this person outside the house. After all, the world is so big that there are probably some extraordinary experts who are unknown to the world.
If so, what is this person's intention?
The figure outside the house put great pressure on the two people in the house, as if this rock-steady figure was the messenger of darkness and weirdness in the misty snowfield, carrying the power of darkness and void in the forest, sea, snow and mist outside the house, coldly examining and teasing them. With Li Luo and Rang Sique.
Li Luo exhaled a breath of cold air, opened his backhand, and a piece of firewood flew into his palm, making him jump. Before he could marvel at Li Luo's magical skills, Li Luo used his energy and strength to throw the firewood into his hand. The firewood was thrown out from the gap in the hole. The firewood passed over the heads of the figures outside the house and flew into the courtyard in a circle. The firelight circled around and broke through the darkness about a foot, but it could only not reach far.
As soon as I saw it, there was snow, trees, and fences. I don't know if it was because of the night, but the snow, trees, and fences were all covered with a layer of black air, twisting, screaming, and roaring.
The firewood fell to the ground, and before Li Luo could take a closer look, the fire suddenly disappeared instead of going out, as if it had never existed.
Li Luo snorted, bloodshot eyes oozing from the corners of his mouth, his expression changed drastically, cold sweat appeared on his forehead and back like rain, a strong malice that almost turned into black water, he approached the wooden house teasingly, the next moment, the wooden house, the light of fire and All living people will be wiped out by this malice.
Li Luo has never felt such overwhelming evil thoughts, whether it was his despair when facing the sky-swallowing beast on the East China Sea, or his dejection when his inner strength was exhausted in Pingshan Mountain, or the moment when he saw Tu Qiongdagger in Xiu Tong City. , Li Luo did not feel as helpless and frustrated as tonight. Under the pressure of endless darkness, even the thought of surrender seemed to be a luxury.