The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me - Chapter 894

Chapter 894 Open a Book of Fairy Tales 15

At least no one has ever come back alive from the depths.

They paid a heavy price for their curiosity.

Or disappear, or bones, no one knows.

Now, there is another thing that Qi An is more worried about, that is the curse on Vickers, if he turns into a puppet, he really has no power to fight back.

Ryan cut off the thorns with his sword and said.

“I have checked the ancient books. It is said that in the dragon’s lair, a long sword is sealed. Only those who can pull out the sword can kill the dragon!”

If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you get a tiger cub.

Qi’an looked back, the world was a vast expanse of white, with dead branches blocking his sight, so he couldn’t see the way he came.

Vicki will definitely walk the way home with her, Qi An secretly cheers for herself, gritted her teeth and walked forward unswervingly.

The sad nightingale stood on the branch and sang: “The brave man is not afraid of hardships, walks the desolate road, and there are you and me in the dawn of victory ahead!”

Occasionally, a snow-white rabbit would run past in front of it and stop to listen to the beautiful singing of the nightingale.

The afternoon sun broke through the clouds, and the light became more and more hot.

falling on the branches, the snow slid and melted, dripping snow water, making small holes in the ice, the pale golden light enveloped the forest, everything was so quiet and beautiful.

The breeze blows through the breath, making people feel light and relaxed.

Coming here seems to have washed the soul and stripped away all burdens.

Qi’an was also infected by the environment, and his tense mood relaxed unconsciously. It was an unconscious change. They shuttled through the forest, always walking forward, happy and noisy.

“In front… what is that?!” Ryan’s shocked voice sounded.

Under the hot afternoon sun, in the depths of the forest is a house made of candies and biscuits!

The house appeared so abruptly in the middle, exuding a sweet and tempting fragrance, which made people feel hungry and wanted to eat.

The roof is made of biscuits, painted with red strawberry jam, the windows are made of bread, the walls are made of candy, and sprinkled with finely colored pastries.

Qi An swallowed subconsciously, her eyes widened a bit, her long chestnut hair gently brushed her delicate and beautiful face, she looked away, forcing herself to wake up.

“This must be a trap.”

Ryan agrees with her, and has no intention of entering the candy house. Enduring the temptation of that impulse, he makes a detour.

Night fell quickly, but they lost their way in the forest. They were already exhausted, and sweat was streaming down their backs in the cold winter.

Qi’an called Vicky’s name, but got no response.

“Viran! Look!” Ryan yelled, “There’s a stone tablet!”

The fog was everywhere, and Qi An found it difficult to even hear his voice. Although the two of them were very close, it seemed that they were separated by a long distance. Alarm bells rang in her heart, and she said to Rui En, “We must not get separated. Tight each other.”

Ryan nodded.

Qi’an went to look at the stone tablet in front of him, there were huge trees growing all around, the night was thick, and countless dry branches were densely packed, and he stretched out his ghostly hands to them with teeth and claws.

“No traffic ahead.”

She read out the words on the stele word by word.

This is a big stone, it has been around for some years, the words on it are as bright red as blood, scrawled like someone wrote a book in blood, the handwriting is stained with blood, and there are a few pairs of ghost hands printed on the side, in the dark, it makes one’s scalp hair tingle numb.

“Pretending to be a ghost.” Qi An muttered, emboldening himself.

She is a Qingqiu fox who knows magic!

Come here if you have the ability!

“This shows that we have found the right place!” Ryan cheered up, and walked forward quickly, his eyes were a little red.

“Don’t worry.” Qi An faintly felt that something was wrong with his state, and couldn’t explain it, so she hurriedly followed him and walked inside without hesitation.

Behind them, countless pairs of blood-red eyes opened.

The road is becoming more and more difficult to walk, with thorns and thorns, and the forks are messy.

“Vicky!”

“Vicky!”

Qi’an walked forward, calling his name until his voice got tired: “Where are you!”

The sound floated far away and was carried in another direction by the wind.

After walking a further distance, two diametrically opposite forks appeared in front of us, one on the left and one on the right, symbolizing different destinies.

The two gasped!

The fork on the left is warm and dreamy. Flowers are blooming along the way, birds are singing, candies and biscuits are sprinkled on the road, and spirit deer are running happily on the road.

The fork on the right is eerie and terrifying, with trees covering the sky, thorns growing overgrown, and the muddy road full of bone holes. The eye sockets on the two black skulls just stared in their direction, and there were bony fingers stretching out. Facing them, it seemed like trying to crawl out, but also like dragging them in.

A mottled wooden sign was inserted next to the two forks.

The sign on the left reads: Welcome to the world of fairy tales.

The sign on the right reads: This road is eerie, run away!

Qi An chuckled.

Really **** fit the occasion.

Ryan stared at the candy on the left road with difficulty, swallowing his saliva: “Why don’t we go to the left? Look more at ease.”

Qi’an fell silent, this is a proposition without any clues, it all depends on luck.

The left side is obviously not right, but the right side is too terrifying. Whether it is forward thinking or reverse thinking, you may fall into the trap.

Moreover, will there be only one fork in the road?

“How about, let’s dig a hole.” Qi An said sincerely.

living comfortably without anybody’s help.

Ryan: “We’re out of time.”

…

The other side of the world.

There seemed to be countless tentacles in the darkness, turning into vines and entwining the sleeping figure in the center.

Mimi flowed on the hem of the man’s black and red clothes, and the exposed fingertips were almost as white as frost.

If it wasn’t for the thin and thin body with the slight ups and downs, I’m afraid he would have thought he was dead.

Long time.

Coughing broke the silent space.

Vicky felt his body fall heavily to the ground, and even his internal organs almost fell out.

He couldn’t tell the difference between day and night here, he coughed hoarsely several times uncontrollably, swallowed the scarlet sweetness in his throat, stood up, and frowned and looked around.

The surrounding area was pitch black and dense, and it was strangely impossible to feel the existence of any life.

He kept walking forward, the sound of small footsteps echoed, and the echo was like a naughty child, always accompanying him.

Whenever Vicky stopped, the sound of footsteps also stopped.

Vicky had to admit that even weirder things happened.

Whether he keeps going in a straight line or chooses to take a detour, he will never see the end.

For such a long time, he seemed to be standing still, with no other use except to consume his energy.

At least Vicky got the only piece of news that wasn’t too bad, that is, the dragon should not be there.

What, do you want to make him fat before enjoying it?

(end of this chapter)