Han Laoliu walked to the small table beside the pool, grabbed a bottle of Volga, unscrewed the lid with a 'bang' and said, "If you don't roll over like a person before I finish drinking this bottle of wine, I will freeze you into an ice sculpture again."

After saying that, he raised his neck and poured it on.

"My old friend, you are always so unemotional." The fat man said it very easily, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all. He hurriedly stood up and signaled the beauties to leave immediately. Then he took a snow-white bath towel from the strong man standing by the pool and wrapped it around his waist, crossing the swimming pool and walked over.

Han Laoliu drank the wine and opened another bottle: "We are looking for a place, right on your territory."

The fat man Hani was pouring wine into the cup. After hearing him say it, he suddenly stared at me and said, "Don't you want to go to the Demon Valley, right?"

Hey, how did he know?

I was stunned. Why did he guess that we were going to the Demon Valley at once? And what he said just now was, 'I want to go too.'

Could it be that other people besides us, do you want to go to that place?

Han Laoliu also heard what he meant and asked, "Who else is going?"

Hani spread his hands and said, "I can't explain it, but... I can see that they are all the same people as you."

I could clearly feel that when Hani said this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He might have remembered something extremely terrifying that could make this terrifying leader who lives on the side so afraid. It seems that the person who comes is very difficult.

"You did what you did?" Han Laoliu glared at him.

"Uh, yes..." Hani swallowed hard, her face changed unnaturally, and she defended in panic: "You didn't say you were going there before, and I don't want to provoke these people, so..."

"It's lively now." Han Laoliu said to me with a calm face: "Let's go! It seems we have to set off right away."

Han Lao Liuyi swayed his coat and walked out, without looking at Hani, and ordered as he walked: "Prepare more living blood and vodka."

I followed Han Laoliu out of the villa. He jumped into the car without a sound and started the engine directly.

I had just driven out a few kilometers and chased a snow off-road vehicle with anti-skid chains from behind. I sounded and sounded a few times, indicating that we would follow.

After more than ten miles, two more cars rushed through the diagonal thorn and joined the queue.

The vast snow field is endless, and the four cars are like beetles climbing on white paper, as if there is no end forever.

Except for filling a bottle of wine from time to time, Han Laoliu almost never spoke. I swayed in the car for a while, and then fell asleep in extreme distress.

I don’t know how long I slept, but suddenly I was awakened by a stinging pain. It seemed that hundreds of steel needles were stuck all over my body, and the pain was unbearable!

No, it’s the magic box that opened!

I hurriedly got up and saw that the magic box had opened up the bag, and the villain inside was slowly spinning and dancing.

The villain's facial features are exactly what Li Mazi looks like, and it looks extremely painful.

There were extremely miserable screams outside the car, and the tones were exactly the same as the melody in the magic box, extremely complicated.

I turned around and saw that it was dark at this time. Four cars were surrounded and parked under a snow slope. There was a bonfire outside the car. More than a dozen large and round Russian men covered their heads with their hands and rolled on the ground in a mess. The extremely miserable screams were made by them.

The wine, guns, and backpacks on the ground were all in a mess.

Only Han Laoliu was sitting next to me like a ok, drinking wine leisurely, as if he had heard nothing or saw nothing.

At this time, a strong man couldn't bear the pain anymore. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at his head.

Han Laoliu opened the car window casually, threw out the bottle of wine, and shot the man's pistol away with a bang, then grabbed another bottle of wine and started drinking.

I quickly took out the plasma and poured it in. As soon as the magic box absorbed the blood, it immediately calmed down, and the villain inside slowly stopped rotating. Li Mazi's facial features gradually disappeared and became the original face of the singer.

The lid of the box was slowly closed, and all the strong men on the ground stopped screaming, but they all couldn't stand up in pain, with their faces full of shock.

The strong man who was saved by Han Laoliu staggered up and walked to the window and said something respectfully to Han Laoliu, as if thanking him for saving his life.

Han Laoliu ignored him at all, slowly closed the car window, turned to me and said, "We have nine days left. If we can't find the Sword of Dusk, no one can do anything."

"What nine days?" I asked strangely.

This guy is really too mysterious. Why is he so clear about the Magic Box?

Han Laoliu seemed to see my doubts, pointed to the long scar on his face, which was as horizontal as a centipede, and asked inexplicably: "Do you know how I got this scar?"

Before I could say anything, he asked and answered himself: "It was Chuyi who cut me off. At that time, I was infected by the demon. If it weren't for Chuyi's sword, I would have died long ago."

"We were in the ancient tomb of Sark that time, and the magic box was one of the sacrifices! Fortunately, I was seriously injured at that time and was unconscious and carried out by Chu Yi. Otherwise, with my greed at that time, I would definitely take the magic box away. The first person to be entangled by the Pulles magic box would be me..."

"After I came back, Chuyi and I studied the things inside, including the magic box. This thing is indeed very evil. Once the demons inside are released, it will be useless to invite many masters! Moreover, this thing is very strange. Except for the Sword of Dusk, other holy objects cannot be suppressed."

"You may not have noticed just now that one of the fingers of the villain had turned into white bones. This is a kind of black witchcraft in the Western world called the Devil's Hand. As long as all ten fingers are turned into white bones, the Devil will break out of the bondage and reappear in the world. At that time, even if we find the Sword of Dusk, it may not work."

When I heard this, I was extremely surprised. I didn't expect that Han Laoliu was not only a fellow traveler, but also had such a thrilling experience.

No wonder the T-shirt man told him everything and asked him to help. It turned out that they had been in contact with the Pulles Magic Box a long time ago.

"Then do you think the Sword of Dusk will be in the Demon Valley?" Although I was extremely confident about my own conjectures and the judgment of the T-shirt man, I had a little doubt when I reached this threshold. If I found the wrong place, I would not have the chance to start again.
Chapter completed!