Great Creator

Chapter 277 Who will save this hopeless world? (12)

After they left, Huang Si discussed with Mi Shui and Zhong Yin the development of the Three Realms and the production of artifacts.

Mo Xia just listened quietly.

After talking clearly with Huang Si, Zhong Yin's original anxiety was indeed greatly relieved.

So, at noon, Zhong Yin got up to say goodbye, and prepared to go back to the Demon Realm.

Huang Si and Mi Shui sent her out.

Before leaving, Zhong Yin smiled at Mi Shui and said:

"By the way, Mi Shui, you seem to be pretending to have forgotten something very important!"

Mi Shui pretended to be stupid: "Huh? I don't remember anything."

"Now that we have met Father God, shouldn't you call me Master? According to our previous agreement?"

Huang Si: "Is there such an agreement?"

"Well, Father God, don't be angry, we made a bet before..."

After listening to the explanation, Huang Si also sneered at Mishui: "You're so courageous, you still dare to bet on me. Come on, I'm willing to bet, Mishui!"

Mi Shui said aggrievedly to Zhong Yin: "Master, my lord."

Huang Si: "Wait a minute, your name is repeated with my family name, you should say to the final tone: Are you my Master?"

Mi Shui wanted to cry but had no choice but to honestly say, "You, are you my Master?"

The final tone's smile was full of malice: "It's me."

Huang Si fanned the flames on the side: "Come on, call the dog Xiu Jinsama again."

Mishui said with tears, "The dog repairs Jin Sama."

Final sound was finally satisfied, bid them farewell, and went back to the Demon Realm.

Only Mi Shui was left sighing that he had betrayed himself for a hundred years.

afternoon.

The sky in Lihe City was always gloomy, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, tiny snowflakes began to float in the sky.

It was only a little bit at first, and gradually got bigger.

There is still very little snow in early winter. After a while, it just spreads a thin layer on the ground.

Mi Shui got a shovel from somewhere and wanted to build a snowman.

The snow on the ground was not yet thick. She shoveled it for a long time, but all she shoveled was dirty snow.

Mi Shui held a shovel and shouted towards the house: "Father God! Hurry up and artificially snow, I want to build a snowman!"

Huang Si said angrily: "Do you think I am a god? If you say it snows, it will snow?"

"Anyway, Dad knows everything, it's going to snow soon, okay!"

In fact, in normal times, even in summer, Huang Si can make June snow with a single thought, but his soul can't leave his body now.

Forget it, let Xiaoke do it.

Anyway, the boundary does have some methods of weather control, just let the plane fly over to operate it.

Xiao Ke quickly responded and sent out related equipment for artificial snowfall.

Then, as the hours passed, the snow fell harder and harder.

From the scattered snow foam at the beginning to complete and large snowflakes, snow flakes, and snow particles.

After a while, the wind blew heavy snow all over the sky, blowing all over the entire Lihe City.

Huang Si has been looking at the display on the smart watch, and after a while, he said: "It's ok, there is no need to artificially snow again. I let the plane go back."

Mi Shui had already played with the snow outside, and said with a smile, "There's already a lot of snow, so it's really unnecessary!"

Huang Si pushed open the door and looked at the yard and the gravel river city outside the yard.

so beautiful.

The city is completely covered in silver, completely different from yesterday's appearance. The tall buildings with pointed roofs, the low one-story houses, the big trees, the grass, and the streets are all covered with a layer of white quilts, reflecting a bright color between the sky and the earth. It's like a fairyland.

Mi Shui was busy in the yard with a shovel.

After a while, Lu Cuo came back with three students. It was snowing heavily. Although they had more or less skills to protect themselves, they were still very cold. clothing.

Huang Si spread his hands: "I don't have any winter clothes. Go to the street and buy them."

As he spoke, he took the gold bar to Guan Meng.

Guan Meng picked up the gold bars, thinking that although this person has a distasteful and foul-mouthed personality, he is quite generous when it comes to money.

Mishui had been busy in the yard for a long time, now he put down his shovel and greeted them:

"Come and see, my snowman!"

Lin Zhuo and Sang Xiu had already ran over curiously, and Guan Meng couldn't help looking there too.

I saw a big snowman piled up in the yard, with a round head, a bloated body, a nose made of carrots, a mouth made of peppers, eyebrows made of branches, and a big brown hat on his head.

Upon closer inspection, the brown hat turned out to be a pot lid.

"You took away Moxia's pot lid, how does he cook?" Huang Si asked.

"Daddy make him another one!"

"Good idea. Now, you go out with Guan Meng and buy a new pot lid. This one is already dirty."

The two children were bouncing around the snowman. They had never seen such a big snowman, and they found it very novel.

After the snow stopped, Guan Meng took Lin Zhuosang and Xiu Mishui out.

Lu Cuo stayed at home.

Guan Meng looked at the three noisy people around him, and suddenly realized that he had become an old mother with children?

No!

Guan Meng refused!

She is only eighteen years old.

She suffered so much, suffered so much, and became the saint of the Demon Sect, not because she came here to be an old lady!

Guan Meng is so desperate.

But before she could turn her despair into the courage to jump off the bridge, she was dragged away by three children—two real children and one old and disrespectful guy.

Guan Meng cried out in his heart: This is wrong, who will save me?

Who will save Mozong?

Who will save this hopeless world?

...

"Damn! This thief!"

Song Hong hit the tree in a circle, the trunk shattered, and the wood splinters scattered everywhere, but he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

On the opposite side, it seemed that he was playing with him. First, he left a message asking him to go to the cool breeze pavilion. When he got to the cool breeze pavilion, he saw a new message. Several places have been going around in circles, as if deliberately draining his energy.

Even the well-known Juggernaut couldn't stand the whole night of tracking him down.

However, since the other party intends to lure him over, it is impossible to keep going around in circles like this, and sooner or later they will try to show up.

Now he has come to the outskirts of Gravel River City.

If what he expected is not bad, he is already gradually approaching the place where the person who kidnapped Xiao Qiu wants him to go.

Because it is far away, someone has been spying on it.

As a congenital pinnacle master, he has extremely keen senses, especially for energy and sight.

But those people were also very cautious, once he approached, they immediately scattered and disappeared.

The distance is too far to catch up.

Song Hong roughly estimated the retreating direction of those people, and it was indeed near the point indicated.

It looks like it's almost there.

In the sky, snowflakes slowly floated.

Song Hong looked at the sky, it was gloomy and windy, but not too strong.

It's not yet December, and even if there is snow, it won't be too much.

He kept going.

But what he expected was different, the snow gradually increased.

The wind also blew up, carrying snowflakes flying in all directions, and soon, the surroundings became a piece of white, and even the road could hardly be seen clearly.

The weather is getting cold.

Song Hong was worried.

The clothes Xiaoqiu wears are not too thick. Is she okay? Has she ever been tortured by bad guys?

He quickened his pace, ignoring the exhaustion of his internal energy, and rushed towards the next location.

After walking for a long time, a stone fortress covered with snow appeared in front of him.

It was a big stone castle, but it was covered by terrain and trees. If someone hadn't deliberately left a book to guide the way, he might not be able to find it.

On the top of the wall of the stone castle, there was a figure shaking.

It seems that this is the master here.

Song Hong jumped up, stepped on the wall and turned into the stone castle.

The people in the stone castle seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Those with weapons fought and retreated, while crossbowmen appeared on the nearby towers and shot one after another, as if they were going to surround and kill him here.

Song Hong let out a long cry, and unleashed a sword move of Changhe Sunset, but no one dared to take this move, and the team that had been neat and orderly before was immediately defeated.

"Call the master here, you don't think that a sword master can be trapped here, do you?"

"Hehe, naturally I don't think so, but you probably won't forget why you came here, right?"

A voice resounded in the stone castle, suddenly moved to the front, and then moved to the back, making people unable to tell where the person who made the sound was.