"I haven't seen it for a while..." Luke came to Dai'er and took out a squirrel made of ice: "I just caught this on the way here and gave it as a gift for the Frozen Hunting Festival.

You."

The squirrel was created by ice magic. Its whole body was crystal clear, and it looked smart and cute. After Del extended her hand, the ice squirrel jumped into her hand, and then climbed up and down her clothes, which made Del unable to stop.

giggle.

"You are so lucky. I also saw small animals made by ice magic when I came here, but I didn't catch any of them." Dai'er caught the ice squirrel in her hand. The surface was cold but not irritating, and it would not melt due to heat.

Dai'er was teasing the ice squirrel and suddenly remembered something. She let go of the squirrel and took out a long box from her pocket. The box was wrapped with colorful ribbons and had a bow on it: "This is my Winter Hunting Day gift to you.

Hope you like it……"

"What is it? Can I open it now?"

"sure……"

When Luke was unpacking the box, Mina saluted Del: "Winter Hunting Festival harvest! Hello, Miss Jasmine, I am Mr. Luke's maid Mina, I am very happy to meet you.

you're so beautiful!"

Dale noticed Mina standing next to Luke: "Hello Mina, I also wish you a good harvest during the Winter Hunting Festival."

Luke introduced Del: "Mina lives in the underground steam city and accepted my employment for family reasons. She takes care of my daily life in the winter capital. She is a very hard-working child.

Is this...did you do it yourself?"

Luke took out a magic wand from the box. It was made of firewood and felt slightly hot when held in his hand. There were hundreds of magic stone particles embedded in the handshake part, each of which was carefully polished into a standard fifty-eight facets.

It can conduct the released magic power into the magic core inside the magic wand with minimal loss.

The surface of the magic wand is carved with circles of blooming jasmine flowers using a hollow relief method. Luke slightly releases some magic power to trigger the magic core to glow. The jasmine flowers have distinct layers and orderly light and dark under the light, just like real flowers.

Dai'er said confidently: "Of course I made it with my own hands. I saw that you never had a suitable magic wand, so I tried to make one. My grades in the magic prop making class were very good, and my carving skills were the same as Ah's.

Sister Gasha learned it...do you like it?"

Luke holds the magic wand and easily throws out a magic firework.

It is much faster than releasing magic with bare hands, and it is also easier to master the output of magic and improve the control of magic.

Luke really didn't think of preparing a handy magic wand for himself before.

He has the Greedy Red Dragon Spear and the Wisdom Wand on the handle, which is itself a top-notch spell-casting tool.

However, the Greedy Red Dragon Spear is too conspicuous, and taking it out is equivalent to showing your identity. Now there is a magic wand that matches your fire attribute, which is very suitable for use in some specific occasions.

"Of course I like it!" The released magic attracted the attention of the people around him. Luke immediately stuffed the magic wand into his sleeve, and then said to Del: "You gave me such a precious thing, but I gave you something I caught on the road.

Ice squirrel, I show how insincere I am."

Dale grabbed the ice squirrel and said: "No, I like the gift you gave me very much. You know... I don't lack precious things.

I just want to put down my identity and spend this foreign holiday happily."

"Then let's spend the Winter Hunting Festival together. Mina rented a sleigh for us. The most lively place is on the glacier outside the city. Let's go... taste the delicacies of the winter capital first, then fish and hunt. In the evening we

Then go to the underground steam city."

…

Abandoned factory.

Irabim tried his best to break open an ice wall, and then stumbled out. She was covered in blood, her left hand was torn off, and her eyes were filled with fear. But before she could get out of the hole, something knocked her down from behind.

She screamed and struggled, but to no avail. Her body was dragged back again, and her voice soon disappeared.

In the factory, Qingkong came out of the formation, the secret technique was released, and the furious mechanical beasts collapsed into pieces one by one.

All the ice cave agents who were prey died, and it was so miserable that not a single complete body could be found.

There were frozen blood stains everywhere.

Zhan Fenni followed Qingkong, looking around to see if there were any remaining enemies. At the same time, she said: "Professor Qingkong, Irabim should send the news about Princess Dai'er leaving the academy. There will be ice here soon."

The agents from the cave rushed over.

What should we do next?”

Qingkong walked to Irabim's body. The girl had no breath. She was lying on her back on her own ice blood, her eyes open, all filled with longing for life.

"There is no need to worry about Princess Dai'er. I have sent the police chief to follow you. You can go back to the academy and don't let others notice the illusion puppet I made."

"Yes, Professor Qingkong. Aren't you going back?"

"I still have something to do and need to go to the underground steam city. Keep this place as it is now and let the people in the ice cave see what happens if I mess with me. They will know how to get along with us."

"I understand, Professor Qingkong."

Not long after Qingkong and Jenniferni left, a team of Ice Cave agents approached the abandoned factory cautiously.

Irabim, an insider at the Dongdu Magic Steam Academy, received the news that "Princess Del has left the academy", and Bartlecav immediately led a team to arrest Del.

But there was still no news.

Subsequent Ice Cave agents found the abandoned factory based on the clues left by Bartley Kraft, but the smell of blood that could not be suppressed by ice and snow made the agents who came to the Ice Cave with support realize that something was wrong.

They cautiously approached the target factory from all directions, and then swarmed in at the same time.

Then I was stunned by the scene in front of me, and my limbs were numb.

Even though they were all professionally trained agents, they were still scared to death by this Shura field.

What is going on here?

Who attacked Bartlykaf's group?

At this time, Qingkong had already entered the underground steam city on a rail car.

The underground steam city is also shrouded in a strong festive atmosphere. No matter how tight the production tasks are in factories and mines, they must have a holiday today. Workers from all over the place gathered in the steam city today to enjoy a rare day of leisure with their meager wages.

Qingkong wore a cloak and a hood and went to the tall tower in the center of the city, then took the elevator to the bar on the top of the tower.

There were more people in the bar than usual.

Riotous music was playing on the stage, and a "person" hidden in the shadows was singing loudly with a hoarse voice.

A motorcycle race was played on the big screen overhead.

There is no gap in today's competition, one after another, all professional racing drivers will decide a championship today.

Qingkong walked to the bar and lifted her hood. A beautiful elf immediately attracted the attention of people around her, but no one connected her with Qingkong.

"Beautiful Miss Elf, this must be your first time here, and this drink is for you..." The bartender poured a glass of wine for Qingkong, and then said: "Want to have a bottle of 'Carnival Night'? It can make your

The five senses are greatly enhanced, and you can enjoy the wonderful feeling that you can’t usually achieve.”

Qingkong picked up the wine glass and swirled the wine inside, and said: "The carnival night is of no use to me, and its effect on improving my current five senses is minimal.

Tell the tyrant that I am here as promised."

The bartender was still thinking of involving the elf in motorcycle gambling, but after hearing the tyrant's name, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He saluted Qingkong: "Can I know your name?"

"Tell him what I look like, and he will know who I am."

"Yes, beautiful elf lady."

The bartender found someone to take over his shift, and then quickly ran backstage.

Qingkong drank free drinks and looked at the magic projection above.

There was actually Nidick.

Since he won the first place with an absolute advantage last time, the red-headed ferret Nidik has become a driver sought after by all parties. In every race, someone must sponsor him a bottle of "Condensed Carnival Night", and although his results are

There was never a single victory, but I was able to securely place in the top three every time and win many first places.

Nidick is also the popular choice for the Winter Hunting Festival championship driver today.

When Nidick drove across the finish line, the atmosphere in the bar reached a climax. The bartender also came to Qingkong at this time: "Come with me, Miss Elf."

Qingkong drank the last drink, then followed the bartender to the backstage of the bar and walked into a closed single room.

There is only a one-way glass between here and the lively bar.

The tyrant was lying on the large sofa, holding a large-caliber wine glass in his hand, enjoying the soul energy coming from the bar.

Qingkong took off his cloak and threw it on the clothes rack next to him, then sat on the sofa: "The soul energy here belongs to Chi Yan. If you suck it like this, aren't you afraid that he will cause trouble for you?"

The tyrant waved his hand to let the bartender who brought Qingkong leave and closed the door.

"Although there is a lot of soul energy here, it is all scattered free scraps. It is okay to make snacks, not a big meal. Chiyan doesn't let me harvest souls here. If I eat his snacks, he can still find me.

Any trouble?"

Demons have a very strong sense of territory. Chiyan tolerates another demon staying in his territory, which has given Luke a lot of face, but he will never allow a tyrant to hunt in his territory.

The tyrant is now in a state of despair. He has no territory of his own and cannot leave the winter capital. He can only steal this free soul energy.

Qingkong didn't want to ask more about the devil's hobby of soul food. She asked the tyrant: "Meteor said you have something to do with me, and it has something to do with the World Tree."

Speaking of the World Tree, the Tyrant immediately stopped sucking soul energy.

"How much do you know about the World Tree and artifacts?"
To be continued...