C4 A Dragon with a Crooked Hand

She ran fast through the snow, remembering her encounter with the boy named Wing.

Initially, under the lead of Xiao Wang, she had discovered a man who was covered in severe frostbite. Originally, she did not want to care about him. In such a cold place, an ordinary human wearing so little clothes walking here was courting death.

However, when he saw the faint smile on the youth's lips, he changed his mind for some unknown reason. Not only did he save him, but he also boiled hot water and helped him take off his tattered clothes to start kneading his entire body. When she thought of the place where he was kneading the man, Ice-Flute Gillian could not help but blush.

She had thought that the young man who dared to wear so little clothes and wander in this extremely cold place was at least an extraordinary person. He did not expect that the moment he woke up and saw him, the expression on his face was the same as those men's hateful eyes when he went to the village at the foot of the mountain to buy things. Ice-Flute Gillian couldn't help but feel disappointed and disgusted. In addition, she had also checked the young man's body. It could be said that she had seen every part of his body. However, she did not discover that the young man had any combat power or magic. He was no different from an ordinary person. There were no scars from battle.

In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, those without power could only be toys for those with power. It was because he had been forced by his father to train his frost battle energy since he was young that he was able to survive in this land of extreme cold.

Not only was the woman of the Ice and Snow Race extremely fair, but she was also born with a faint chill. She had a unique taste in bed. Coupled with her relationship with the Ice and Snow Race's virgin, she was greatly beneficial to those who practiced ice combat power. Therefore, the woman of the Ice and Snow Race, like many other races such as the Elf Clan, became the target of the slave merchants.

Her father died to protect her. Thinking of this, Bing Pilian couldn't help but turn her head to look at the small house. There was already a fire burning there. If nothing unexpected happened, that young man named Yi had already...

Bing Pilian could not help but secretly regret. When that young man said those words to her without hesitation, she realized that she had seen wrongly. This young man only glanced at the small hill and did not turn his head back.

Everyone on this continent knew how miserable it was to fall into the hands of the slave group, but he did not hesitate to give her the only chance to escape, especially when he said that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid in the spring. Bing Pilian had never thought that someone would actually be so affectionate and loyal.

Bing Dilian secretly swore in her heart, 'I will definitely wait for you. When my Frost Battle Qi reaches completion, I will definitely look for you. No matter what you become, I will be your wife.' Bing Dilian gently wiped away her tears, grabbed her bag tightly, and slowly walked away with Little Wang towards the small hill.

Hearing the noise of cars and people, Wings slowly opened his eyes. She was really unlucky. She had lost consciousness countless times.

Yi observed himself and laid down on the bed. His hands and feet were tightly bound. Beside him were a few other fellow sufferers who were treated the same as him. Their eyes were basically closed. Presumably, they had been knocked unconscious just like him.

Yi slowly raised his head. This was a huge convoy. Three or four trucks were moving forward side by side. Due to being too tightly trapped, Yi could not see the situation ahead. He could only look at the endless fleet of carriages behind him, as well as the hundreds of burly guards riding tall horses and unknown Devil Beasts around them.

No wonder Bing Dilian ran the moment she opened her mouth. No matter how powerful a person was, there was no way he could fight against so many people. If Bing Pilian was so powerful even for a girl, wouldn't these men who looked even more powerful not be invincible?

Feeling depressed, Yi thought hard. He also didn't think of any way to escape. However, a strange thought still popped up in his mind. If a powerful dragon happened to pass by here, it would just happen to be hungry. Attacking the convoy would cause a huge chaos in the convoy. It would also spit out a few fires and burn into its own car. And so coincidentally, he only managed to burn off the gentleman who had tied him up, and rode on the chaos. Wouldn't he be able to run away?

Even Yi wanted to laugh. How could it be possible that he was able to come up with such an unfathomable idea?

It was as if the heavens were playing tricks on Yi again. Following the screams of the people, Wing forced himself to look up. A giant dragon that was nearly a hundred meters long really appeared, just like in the western fantasy. That huge body, that long tail... And the wings that almost blotted out the sky, the blood-red scales of the dragon glowed a faint red in the sunlight.

At this moment, Yi was still wondering if he could communicate with this dragon. However, the prerequisite was, how could he touch it?

The giant dragon didn't care what Yi thought. It seemed like it was really hungry. With a casual spurt, a large amount of Loong Yan shot out. It was actually flying towards Yi. Along the way, it was flying towards Yi. Regardless of whether it was a person or a car, they instantly turned into black carbon before turning into ashes and disappearing into the air.

Chaos, great chaos! No one thought of resisting Ben. Against creatures that stood at the peak of the biological chain, especially the fiery red dragon, almost everyone was running for their lives.

Just as Loong Yan was about to burn the truck to ashes, Loong Yan suddenly disappeared.

Just as Yi was thinking about what the next step would be, a prisoner beside Yi jumped up. The fire had burned the gentleman who had tied him up. The happy slave ran off the wagon and disappeared along with the panicked crowd.

"F * ck me!" Yi looked at the solid-looking gentleman on his body and cursed. That's right, the dragon in his imagination had indeed appeared. The dragon was indeed hungry. Looking at the scene of the dragon chasing the crowd and biting people, Only a fool would think that the dragon was bored to the point of biting people. The convoy had indeed fallen into chaos. Even Loong Yan, who was vomiting, followed the plan. He didn't even hurt anyone. The most important question is.

"F * ck your dragon! What kind of trash eyes are you looking at? Where did you aim at?!" The person who was burned off wasn't himself. A classic line suddenly popped up in Wing's mind, "I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the result. Yi really wanted to cry now.

Very quickly, the giant dragon seemed to have eaten its fill. It separated, shaved its teeth, and walked away. The chaotic convoy took a long time to regain order. In order to prevent the dragon from eating its fill, everyone rushed forward with all their might. They threw Yi half to death on the broken car and made a mess.

When Wings finally regained his spirit, the convoy was already parked in a valley. They had set up camp. Yi and the remaining slaves also had a meal that did not look like a meal. Yi almost spat out that meal again. Originally, Yi was quite happy to have meat to eat and soup to drink. But when a slave next to him ate some unknown animal's green eyeball in the soup, Yi almost spat out what he had just eaten. He had no choice but to act like the others. He closed his eyes and started munching.

It was finally time to rest, and Gentleman had been released. Yi just looked at a man in a black robe who had done something to the slaves. After a few strange lights flashed, only a few people were left to guard the slaves of hundreds of people on his side.

However, when Wing was about to run away in the middle of the night, he saw a pioneer who had just taken a few steps and was burnt into charcoal by the flames on the ground.

After Wing chatted with a few bored people who couldn't sleep, he found out that it was a Level-5 Fire Spell. Wing didn't know if Level-4 was considered powerful or not, but if he ran away, he would definitely be on the same level as his brother. He had no choice but to focus and see if there was a chance tomorrow.

In the early hours of the morning, Yi suddenly woke up, but he was in good spirits. Yi suddenly realized that his physical fitness was not bad. Those brothers who had stayed up all night were not in good spirits. Moreover, they seemed to be shivering from the cold. However, he did not seem to feel anything. Could it be that they had fallen off the frozen wood in the snow?

What Wings did not know was that his body was affected by external factors that he had experienced once. No matter what it was, whether it was the weather, the earth, or the heat, or the poison magic, he could only take it once and not die. His body could instantly develop resistance. He was completely immune to this factor.

After Wings was frostbitten in the snow, his body had an extremely strong resistance to the cold. Not to mention that it wasn't even midnight yet, even if he returned to the snow mountain, it would be as if he was in a greenhouse.

Of course, Wing himself had not discovered it yet. Because there was something else that attracted him now. It was the two vulgar men's conversation that had completely attracted Yi's attention, because Yi heard that it seemed to be related to his own fate.

"Do me a favor, you know. Yesterday, that damn dragon had a hard time gathering enough gladiators." A fat man with a big and fat face said.

"Humph, what does it have to do with me? Those so-called gladiators are just going to die anyway. It's different if they die sooner or later." Another person wrapped in grayish-brown clothes said.

Because his back was facing, the wings could only see his back. "But, we're almost there. We don't have time to find other slaves to make up the numbers. I know. " You're the only one left with extra slaves. Give me some. I'll pay one gold coin per person. " The fatty seemed to be in pain as he spoke.

"2 gold coins, or else there is no need to talk!" The gray-robed man remained unmoved, as if he was about to leave. The fatty's flesh was about to sink in, but it seemed like he had some difficulties. He could only helplessly say:

"Alright. If you win, I want to pick fifteen." The gray-robed man seemed to be very happy, but he still added, "Although these are substandard goods, they are still substandard goods. However, don't pick those that are slightly good-looking. In any case, they are just throwing their lives away. You can just pick some that are a bit worse. "

As Fatty brought his subordinates over to pick people, he casually replied, "Don't worry, I'll leave all the good ones for you. Seriously, as long as you're a person, it's fine. I don't have as many things to do as you do."

When Yi was chosen, he became even more desperate. He had already said that he was a defective product, and he was even picked out from a defective product. Then what was he? He was depressed. The few people around him could definitely scare a child into tears by pulling him into their own world. He was actually the same person as them?

Oh my god, Yi turned his head to see if there was tofu or not. He quickly ran to his death. Actually, this was Yi's misunderstanding. Because Yi was dressed in rags, and his face and body were full of stolen goods, it had been a long time since he had washed them. According to the classic saying, he was even more of a beggar than a beggar. Naturally, he had been chosen.