Huhu...
The cold wind howled and heavy snow fell from the sky.
In an instant, the entire Suge Ruins City was filled with a sea of snow.
Snowing.
At the gate of the school in Suge Ruins City, many students looked at the heavy snow in the sky, smiling, or quietly looking at the falling snowflakes, or reaching out to catch the falling snowflakes.
The depression and gloominess of the weather for several consecutive days seemed to be swept away in the face of the heavy snow.
From the green leaf bracelet, he touched an umbrella. After thinking about it, Gunie put the umbrella down again, then took out a brown top hat and put it on his head.
"breathe… "
Taking a deep breath, Gunie had a slight smile on her face and walked briskly in the snow.
… …
Antu Kang District.
Within a villa.
"Father." The thin Heiluo, who was wearing a robe, looked at the tall man standing with his hands behind his hands, his voice trembling.
"Is there really no... leeway?"
"room?"
The tall man with extremely broad shoulders shook his head slightly.
"Those pioneers will not let us go."
"Your grandparents, my biological parents, all died at the hands of the pioneers."
A man with broad shoulders, his fists clenched tightly.
"Even though I knelt down and begged them to let me go, and begged them to let my parents go, those pioneers burned them to death without any mercy."
"Even your mother died in their hands."
"For more than ten years, I have never forgotten that night, in that garden, your mother was surrounded by three pioneers, and the whole grass was dyed red with blood."
"The screams still echo in my mind and wake me up late at night."
The man's voice was calm and thick, with strong hatred in every word.
After a long time, the man calmed down his inner anger.
"Is the human-faced memetic curse that comes from the depths of our bloodline our fault?"
"Never."
"But they just want to kill us and silence us."
The man opened his palm, and in the palm of his hand was a pattern of a human flower blooming vaguely in the palm of his hand. The flower surface resembled a human face, lifelike, charming and charming.
"Since those pioneers think that we are followers of the Human-Face Flower Cult, then I will become a true believer of the Human-Face Flower Cult to take revenge on them and make them pay the price of blood and death."
"Nagunie has been confirmed as a member of the Pioneers, and the top management of the Human Face Flower Sect has received important information. Nagunye has the level of an expert pharmacist and is expected to become a master of pharmacy."
"This Gunie is still young and is not yet the loyal dog of the Pioneers. He still has a chance to become one of our members. Even if he cannot become one of our members, he needs to be eliminated as soon as possible."
"Tonight is a bloody night. It is the moment when Nagunie is at his weakest. You need to contact Nagunye and attract him to the carriage. From then on, just leave everything to us."
Although his character is relatively weak, Kuro Luo can still understand the seriousness of the matter at this time.
If Nagunie is really attracted to the carriage, Nagunie will be in bad luck.
Seemingly mustering up the courage, Hei Luo clenched her fists, looked at her father, and said stubbornly.
"He's my friend, I won't go."
"Snapped!"
The rough and wide palm slapped Hei Luo hard on the face.
"friend?"
"Have you forgotten what I told you about how your mother died?"
"Nagunye is the pioneer and the accomplice."
"If we don't deal with him now, sooner or later in the future, he will use a spell to kill me, or even you."
The rough and thick words made Hei Luo's thin body tremble even more.
After a while, the man's voice softened.
"Besides... if you go and attract him to the carriage, we will have someone specifically to communicate with him. If he is willing to join us, he will not die."
"And if you don't go, his only fate will be... death!"
… …
No. 155 Laoshi Street.
Huhu...
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky with the howling cold wind.
"Snowing."
Beside the window, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, Meisha murmured in a low voice.
Not far from her.
A human-faced flower stands in the void, and its roots are clearly rooted in the "stainless fertile soil layer" that countless extraordinary plants dream of.
The Immaculate Fertile Soil Layer is an alien layer in the shadow world that can only be touched by extraordinary plants.
The roots of those overlord-level plants can easily penetrate the outer world and take root in the inner world.
As far as regular supernatural plants go.
Even if it is a "king-level" powerful extraordinary plant, it is not qualified to take root in the unsullied fertile soil.
The powerful plants that penetrate the outside world and touch the inner world are no longer king-level, but emperor-level.
This human-faced flower is definitely a "human-faced flower king".
As the heavy snow falls, this human-faced flower emperor, relying on the strong power of sedimentation rooted in the unsullied fertile soil, is rapidly blooming at this moment.
Among the flower buds, a majestic image of a superior species bloomed strangely.
However, the flower face of this human-faced flower king is the same as that of Meisha.
… …
"Is it snowing?"
In the study, Old Cohen looked at the classics on pharmacy and saw through the window that the outside was already a vast expanse of white.
The snow has already been covered with a thin layer.
Old Cohen wanted to stand up, but as soon as he moved, a look of pain appeared on his face.
"Hey, you can't accept it when you get older." Old Cohen shook his head with a wry smile, and then he rubbed his shoulder joints.
After a while, the blood began to activate, the pain disappeared, and Old Cohen's arm became flexible again.
As an extraordinary person, even if he is old and frail, he is still not comparable to ordinary elderly people.
After getting up, old Cohen walked around in a circle, energizing his body after being sedentary for a long time.
"There is always an inexplicable worry."
"Is it because..."
Cohen Sr. looked out the window.
As the snow fell, the clouds seemed to have dissipated a lot.
This also resulted in a faint crimson layer shining on the thin layer of snow.
"Guni?"
Old Cohen narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that Gu Nie's strength would be greatly reduced during the blood moon.
"Bang bang bang..." A slight knock on the door sounded.
"Who?" Old Cohen asked.
"Dad, it's me." It was Meisha's voice.
"What's wrong?"
"The glass window in my house seems to be broken and cannot be closed tightly. Cold wind always flows in, and it is very cold in the house."
Old Cohen recalled it and remembered that Meersa seemed to have mentioned this matter to him and asked him to go over and help her repair it.
After a while, this matter seemed to be forgotten.
When she opened the door, she saw Meisha in a plaid skirt.
"I'll get the tools."
After picking up the tools, follow Meosha to the side room on the second floor.
After Old Cohen stood still, Mearth opened the door leisurely.
The moment you open the door.
A human-faced flower, the size of a basin, looked at old Cohen.
This huge flower is deep blue and purple, and its surface is both charming and majestic, as if the supreme charming emperor is overlooking everything.
The moment he looked at the human face flower, Old Cohen's body trembled, struggled a little, and then stood there, motionless like a puppet.
Staring at the human face flower, the elder Cohen burst into tears after a moment.
He stretched out his palm and gently stroked it in the air in front of him, as if he was looking at his most beloved person, with a look of love and tenderness on his face.
"Niya... is that you? Do you know... how much I have missed you for so many years?"