Crunch! Crunch!

The short boy was carrying firewood taller than others, walking in the snow, one foot deeper and one foot shallower. He carefully identified the trees and stones that were not buried by the snow, and confirmed that he would not go the wrong way, because he would fall into an ice cave with one foot step, and then turn into snow ice sculptures. It will only be discovered after the snow melts.

"You have to leave quickly, it's almost dark!"

The tired boy looked up at the dim sky, and another bit of strength was squeezed out from his tired body, forcing himself to speed up his pace. After dark, the forest would become more dangerous.

Aww—

With the dimmering sky, the young man chopping wood left a long footprint in the snow, but at this moment, the young man heard the sound he least wanted to hear.

"Hungry wolf!"

The young man chopping the woodcutting took out the hatchet on his back and carefully identified the direction where the wolf howl came. After listening for a while, he relaxed and moved forward more carefully.

In the cold winter, there are almost no living creatures in the forest, but that is almost the case. Some animals lack food reserves before winter and are forced to wake up from hibernation and look for food to fill their stomachs. It is okay to eat vegetarian food, but if they encounter meat-eating, it will be miserable.

The moonlight was getting darker, and the howling of wolves gradually drifted away. The boy gradually relaxed, but snowflakes floated again in the sky, and heavy snow like goose feathers fell down, falling on his face, the ice and cool, melting away in an instant.

"It seems that I can't go back!"

Looking at the wind and snow that came at the moment, the boy sighed helplessly, without despair. He just changed the direction of his journey and gave up going home, but chose to walk towards the small house in the forest in his memory.

There are many hunters, herb collectors, and woodcutters near this mountain. Most of them cannot go there and return on the same day after entering the mountain. They will also spend the night in the mountain, so there are also some small wooden houses that can spend the night in the mountain.

At this time, the wood-cutting boy walked towards a forest hut in his memory. This shelter hut usually contains essential items for charcoal food. Of course, this is a good situation. If you are not lucky, it is hard to say what you will encounter.

As the sky became dimmer, the boy found the small wooden house in his memory. What made him happy was that through the broken window of the small wooden house, he could still see the lights.

"Someone!"

The lights in the dark made the boy feel guilty and some strength emerged from his feet. Seeing that the boy accelerated his pace, he excitedly pushed open the broken door of the wooden house with his back on his back, and then stunned on the spot.

There was no such thing as the hot soup and the hunter who was steaming on the bonfire and the warm greeting him. There was only one monster lying beside the bonfire, bowing his head and biting something, and the strong smell of blood coming from his nose.

"Oh Huo, I thought some wild wolf broke in. It turned out to be a child. It seems that I am really lucky. I just thought I might not be full, but I didn't expect another small one to come to my door!"

The monster lying beside the bonfire turned his head and showed a ferocious and distorted face covered with blood. He looked at the boy who was standing at a daze at the door, and his face showed joy.

"Man-eating ghost!"

The boy instantly recognized the identity of a monster lying beside the bonfire and eating flesh and blood. The hunter he imagined had fallen into a pool of blood and became the Chinese food of this monster.

In the next moment, the boy threw the hatchet in his hand without hesitation, threw down the wood that he had worked hard for a day on his back, turned around and ran away. Compared with his life, the wood seemed less important.

"I've hit me, where else do I want to run!"

He slapped the hatchet that he wanted to split his face without any concern. The man-eating ghost stretched out his bloody palm and instantly extended five or six meters away. He grabbed the neck of the boy who had just run a few steps, and then his palm contracted, directly grabbed the boy and threw it to his side.

The back contacted the strong ground for a moment, and the powerful impact force made the boy unable to inhale in one breath. His eyes suddenly turned black and he was dizzy. After a while, he realized that everything in front of him gradually became clear.

The warm bonfire drove away the chill from his body, but it could not drive away the chill from his heart. Above the bonfire was a stove of steaming hot soup as he had imagined before, but the aroma of the food was mixed with a bloody smell that made people almost sickening.

"Boy, I didn't take the initiative to find you. You hit me on your own. Don't blame me, let alone run away. This is your life. Wait for me to eat it. Don't worry, it won't take long."

The man-cannibal grabbed a ball of black, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, making a vague sound.

"No, this is not my life! My family is still waiting for me to go back, how could I be eaten by a ghost here!"

He was not knocked down by the words of the man-eating ghost. The boy looked at the man-eating ghost beside him, who seemed to be concentrating on eating. A carp thrust and rushed towards the door of the open wooden house.

"Why do you have to struggle? Isn't it good to lie on the ground obediently? Can you save some effort?"

Seeing the boy trying to escape, the cannibal muttered and stretched out his hand to grab the door, but this time, he grabbed a piece of cake because the boy did not run away.

"Die for me!"

When the cannibal turned his head in surprise, he saw a young man with a fierce face and slashing at him. Such an unexpected scene made the ghost forget to dodge, stayed in place in a daze, and then the boy slashed his head on the cover of the sky with one knife.

"I hit it, I hit it..."

Seeing that his attack from his desperate counterattack had achieved such results, the young man couldn't help but exclaim,

"What are you happy about?"

The evil ghost looked at the boy who was almost dancing in front of him with a strange look. The blood flowed out of the wound that was split by a hatchet on his head made his face look even more ugly and ferocious.

"Why are you still alive?"

Seeing that the evil ghost who almost broke his head in half by his own knife could still speak, this fact was completely beyond the young man's understanding, making him unable to help but take a few steps back and his face turned pale.

"Didn't you call out my name when you come in? I'm a ghost. I'm killed by a human child like you so easily. Who am I?"

The evil ghost gently held the handle of the hatchet embedded in his forehead, pulled it out, and then threw it aside. The shocking wound on his head, which could even see the brain, moved quickly to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“…”

Seeing such a desperate fact, the boy pursed his lips and glanced at the hatchet that was thrown by the evil ghost indifferently, and all such small actions were seen by the evil ghost.

"Hahaha, look at what kind of freak I encountered, without breathing method and without the Fiery Yang Sword. Do you actually want to deal with ghosts?"

Seeing that this human ghost actually wanted to kill the evil ghost under such circumstances, the evil ghost suddenly burst into laughter, as if this was a very happy thing.

"This kind of courage is really amazing! But it's a pity that I'm a ghost. Your courage can only double my appetite. I don't know what your heart will smell? I'm really looking forward to it!"

The words of the evil ghosts made the despair and madness grow in the boy's heart. He has never heard of any breathing method or knife. He is just an ordinary wood-cutting boy.

Crunch! Crunch!

Just when the boy was extremely desperate, outside the wooden house, there was a clear sound of snow trampling and gradually approaching.

"Run quickly, don't come here, there are ghosts!"

Without thinking, the boy shouted outside the house almost as soon as he heard the sound. He knew that he could not escape, but he didn't want the person outside to die in vain.

"Little devil, you're looking for death!"

Seeing that the wood-cutting boy was like this, the evil ghost was furious and waved his claws to calm him down completely. But just as he raised his hand, a frost white sword energy came from outside the house, and after slashing the wooden door with great force, it also cut off the evil ghost's arms at the same time.

The dirty blood-stained arm fell to the ground and hit the boy's feet. The boy stared at the arm with ice spreading at the broken mouth, and his worldview was broken.

"Who?"

The evil ghost who had lost his arm suddenly became cautious. He looked at the broken door with a serious look. Then, a tall and tall humanoid creature with silver hair appeared in front of him.

"What are you?"

Seeing the existence that came with the wind and snow at night, the evil ghost couldn't help but take a few steps back, because what appeared in front of him was a human-shaped monster with fine blue ice scales on his face and his pupils with inhuman vertical pupils. This was a monster with a rough appearance of human beings, but he could not be called human at all.

"Which ghost king is you a mistress?"

As the wind and snow fell in the sky, the dragon descended did not answer the evil ghost's questions, but asked him.

"No matter what you are, you have to die here today!"

Although this is an existence I have never seen before, the evil ghost is not afraid and even wants to taste the flesh and blood of this strange man in front of him.

"There is no way to communicate, then forget it!"

Seeing the evil ghost who did not answer his question, the man shook his head helplessly, stretched out his palm and gently stroked it down.

Zheng ~
Chapter completed!