No one except the demons can eat human flesh.

——Even if there are such perverted characters, they will only behave in private and will never dare to make it public, let alone look proud.

The girl in black said absurdly, and it sounded like she was telling a joke. Logically speaking, it could only be a joke, but the people in the pavilion couldn't laugh. Because this is the deep mountains and snow ridges far away from the world, on the winter night lake where the colder is getting deeper, the place where strange stories are most likely to happen, and her expression is very serious.

The atmosphere of fear and anxiety enveloped Xueting and occupied everyone's hearts. Shame sometimes makes people angry, and fear can also be awesome, because it forces you to face your own spiritual weaknesses. Mr. Yang wanted to explain a few words, but when he said it, he turned into a scolding that was ashamed as angry.

"Are I wrong? These medicinal materials can save lives, but they are used by you to satisfy your desires! What you eat is human flesh! What you drink is human blood!"

"Of course you said it is right." The girl in black had an indifference between her eyes and eyes, "Because I was originally a human flesh and drinking human blood."

As he finished speaking, a painful howl sounded in the snow pavilion, and Mr. Yang's hand broke with his wrist!

Accompanied by the terrified shouts and the string of crystal blood sprinkled into the night sky, the broken hand was controlled by an invisible force and floated to the girl in black.

She looked at the broken hand and raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't move for the time being, and didn't know what she was thinking.

People looked at the bloody scene in horror and thought to themselves whether she would really eat the broken hand into her belly?

Anhua noticed that the girl in black looked particularly serious, cautious and focused, and even had a sacred meaning.

This discovery made her feel endless fear and her body was extremely cold, because it reminded her of the little girl she saw in Gaozhan, Gaoyang Town today.

"Stop making a fuss." A voice rang out from the lake shore.

The young man who had just disappeared suddenly walked back from the bridge.

Because of this person's appearance, the depression, tension and fear atmosphere in the Xueting became much more relaxed.

I don’t know if it’s because of his gentle tone or his clean and delicate face that gives people a harmless feeling.

The girl in black looked at him and said annoyedly: Where am I making a fuss? That's the braised lamb you stewed for me. How can I eat it after being touched by that guy's dirty hands?"

The young man came outside the pavilion and looked at her and said, "Is it because of this that you are going to chew his hands?"

The girl in black said angrily: "I don't care! I just want to eat human flesh! I am a human flesh, why can't I eat it?"

The young man said helplessly: "I tried it two years ago. You don't like to eat that, why are you still obsessed with this matter now?"

The girl in black snorted and said, "I can't eat human flesh, am I still me?"

"Be good, you said just now that this hand is very dirty, so throw it away quickly." The young man said to her, with a very subtle doting in his voice, more of helplessness, and also related care, responsibility, and obligations, just like the elders who are towards the younger generation, are strange and a little timid.

This conversation is also very strange. Once upon a time, can we get things like eating human flesh be discussed on the table?

Of course, everyone found it ridiculous, but except for Mr. Yang who was already in pain and was about to faint, everyone hoped that the young man could convince the girl in black.

No one wants to have nightmares every night for the rest of his life.

The girl in black was obviously unhappy, but in the end she threw the broken hand into the lake as she said.

Seeing this scene, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know what you want, but I really can't give it to you, and..."

The young man's eyes fell on Anhua's face and said, "There are indeed medicinal materials in the mutton bowl and the wine pot, but that is not what you want."

An Hua had confirmed that he was the master of Cinnabar Pill, and he was stunned for not understanding why so many people wanted to speak to him.

The young man continued, "I am not such a luxury person. If this meat and wine can save people, of course it will not be used to satisfy his desires."

An Hua felt more and more confused. This person must be not an ordinary person, and there was no need to explain anything to her ordinary teacher in the Thirteenth Division of Qinghua. And when she saw Mr. Yang groaning in pain, the confusion was replaced by sadness again and said, "But you are the big men who ignore the life and death of ordinary people after all."

The young man looked at her serious and stubborn expression and was a little lost. He probably remembered a girl who had also practiced in the Thirteenth Section of Qinghua.

He wanted to explain a few words, or it was because of this.

"You are a pure doctor, you are a real soldier."

He looked at Anhua and the general and said, "But this person is different. He is not an ordinary medical officer. I can see his greed, so breaking his hands is the price he needs to pay."

Just like the previous explanation, there is no evidence, but it is hard to convince people that it is just a break in one's own mind, but looking at the clean and clear eyes of the young man, Anhua and the general believed it.

Then, the young man said with regret: "I didn't expect someone to be found so soon."

The atmosphere in the snow pavilion became tense again. Everyone held the hilt of the knife and the crossbow arrow, breathing slightly, thinking that the other party was about to silence? If they hadn't seen the girl in black quietly breaking Mr. Yang's wrist in the air, everyone might have laughed at the idea of ​​being whimsical, but no one dared to think like this now.

However, the young man did nothing, but called the girl in black out of the snow pavilion and turned around and walked towards the bridge.

Only then did everyone notice that he was carrying his luggage. It turned out that the time when he disappeared just now was going to prepare for leaving.

After all, Anhua is a woman, with a relatively delicate mind and more things to think of.

It only took such a short time to pack their luggage, which means they are ready to leave at any time?

What is he avoiding? The world's reputation brought by cinnabar elixir, the unparalleled wealth, endless risks, or the world itself?

Who is this young man? What kind of story does he have?

The general came with his army's order, so he was naturally unwilling to let the other party leave. He shouted and rushed out of the Xueting Pavilion.

With a bang, countless smoke and dust splashed under the pavilion. He was blocked by an invisible barrier and fell to the ground.

Only then did people know that the other party had already set up a ban in the snow pavilion before leaving, or there was no danger, but it was impossible for them to stop their departure.

Anhua walked to the pavilion, looked at the backs of the two men and shouted: "We just want to ask for a cinnabar pill to help us."

The young man did not turn around and said, "I really don't have any here. The next furnace will take a few days. You can go back and wait."

Anhua shouted in despair: "But he can't wait."

"There are many things that we cannot decide on ourselves and can only accept our fate."

The young man took the girl in black to continue walking towards the end of the wooden bridge, and was still talking about something along the way.

"Don't make trouble in the future."

"Where are people making unreasonable troubles!"

"Then can you not be so tyrannical? You have to kill and eat people at any time. It's really bad."

"Those people are here to steal things! I can't say that I want to attack you. Of course I want to kill them. Even if I kill them, what's the point of eating by the way?"

"I know you don't want to eat either, so why bother yourself..."

"When did I say I don't want to eat human flesh? Isn't it because what you said makes sense, that the hand is too dirty, and it's too troublesome to wash and pluck hair..."

"I'm going to find a step for you to make it easier for you to get down."

"Hey! If you say this, wouldn't I be put on the ladder again? Besides, please tell me clearly, I'm giving you face!"

Listening to these conversations and looking at the backs that were gradually fading away, the people in the snow pavilion were very complicated.

Just when they thought that everything that happened tonight would become memories and would eventually become a cold dream in life that could not be forgotten but without traces...

suddenly.

The stars and broken snow suddenly danced wildly, and a huge rock roared from the sky and smashed onto the wooden bridge.

The lake water surged, the water waves were thriving, wood chips flew around, and smoke and snow chips covered the entire sky.

The wooden bridge is broken, and the snow lake is messy.

Young man and girl in black stand by the broken bridge, their clothes slightly wet.

Silent and extremely depressing.

Suddenly, the wind sounded, and it was the cold wind blowing the flames.

Then there was another sound of metal rubbing and the sound of armor colliding.

Countless torches were lit by the lake one by one, gradually illuminating the picture.
Chapter completed!