My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

After hearing what Wang Wu said, Lu Yun couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He originally planned to get some information about the storm flare from the Black Scale Dragon Man, but this guy didn't give him the opportunity at all. He was only thinking about having sex with the Snow Vixen.

Now hearing this name from Wang Wu again, Lu Yun was really wondering how mysterious this storm flare is!

Why does everything associated with it become unusual?

"My Lord! Why don't you collect the little fish? This won't take just one or two hours, save your spiritual energy for an emergency!"

Wang Wu persuaded.

Lu Yun waved his hand: "It's okay! It won't cost me much spiritual energy, and the temperature outside the Flame Mountain space has dropped to more than 2,000 degrees below zero. You can't bear it."

"What? Two thousand...more than two thousand degrees?"

Wang Wu took several steps back in shock.

What does minus 2,000 degrees mean? If it's minus 50 degrees, if you pee, it won't hit the ground and will be frozen into a popsicle. If you're slow, even the faucet will be frozen.

What's more, it's two thousand degrees below zero, which would freeze people into ice sculptures in an instant.

Wang Wu swallowed his saliva and said, "In the past, the temperature would drop during the heavy snowstorm, but it only dropped by 10 to 20 degrees. How could it be so terrible this time?"

"Could it be related to the storm flare?" Wang Wu guessed.

"I don't know if it matters, but we are definitely trapped now."

Lu Yun took the soul back from outside.

"Sir? What's wrong with your face? Sir, don't... don't scare me!" Wang Wu's eyes widened, and he looked at the pale and frosty face at a loss, as if he had just come back from outside.

"I'm fine, don't worry!" Lu Yun shuddered, and his face visibly regained its rosy color, and a wisp of steam dissipated from his body.

Lu Yun took a breath with lingering fear. Just now, when he used his soul to investigate the situation outside, he was invaded by the cold air from the disaster snow.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, even if he had taken back his soul, he would have been killed.

"It seems that this great snowstorm is unusual!" Lu Yun murmured: Not only is the snow strange, but even the cold air contained in it is very strange, and it can actually affect the soul."

"Sir, what...what did you say?" Wang Wu asked, looking at Lu Yun's slightly moving lips.

"Nothing!" Lu Yun came back to his senses, "Hurry up and inform the villagers not to go out into the light."

The Yin-Yang fish is like a small artificial sun, emitting light and heat, but there are always places that it cannot reach. This seemingly ordinary place is actually full of dangers. Once the villagers step in, they will be frozen into ice sculptures in an instant, and will be deader than dead.

"Yes! I'll go right away!"

Although Wang Wu didn't know the reason, he always trusted Lu Yun's words unconditionally.

Looking at Wang Wu's hurriedly leaving back, Lu Yun's mind moved, and his body turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already on the surface of the Flame Mountain Space.

Just the scene before him made Lu Yun feel a little more open-minded.

I saw that the boiling magma had actually formed a thick layer of ice, attached to the surface of the hot magma.

Lu Yun swallowed his saliva, "Is this... the legendary world of ice and fire?"

He bent down and gently touched the ice under his feet with his hand. A tingling sensation that penetrated deep into his bones instantly swept through Lu Yun's whole body along the skin of his fingertips.

He even had to use the Yin-Yang Fish Fire to expel the cold air that had invaded his body.

At this time, a figure wearing unknown animal skin appeared behind Lu Yun, with a swaying purple flame floating on the palm of his hand, making his wrinkled face look a little eerie.

It was none other than the depressed goblin Owen.

"Is this a severe snowstorm?"

Lu Yun nodded. He didn't expect that he, whose territory was located in the southern part of the Sky Island Ring, also knew about the great snow disaster.

The goblin Owen sighed: "This snowstorm is unusual!"

“How come you see?”

"This biting cold is similar to the ten-thousand-year-old black ice. And this heavy snow looks as light as a feather, but it actually contains a thousand-dollar force. It is hard for Owen to regard it as an ordinary snowfall."

The goblin Owen said calmly.

Ever since coming out of the Dragon Roar Alchemy Room, the Goblin Owen has become like this, like a lonely soul wandering in the world with no home.

"Owen, you have to cheer up. Didn't Kang Fen admit it himself? Your daughter is not dead, she just escaped from the dragon tribe. Maybe she is waiting for you somewhere!"

Lu Yun comforted her, saying that he had also experienced the pain of helplessness and confusion of losing a loved one.

It is an existence that can destroy any strong soul. The so-called will is meaningless and vulnerable in front of it!

The goblin Owen shook his head in self-mockery and asked evasively, "Any wine?"

Lu Yun opened his lips, but reluctantly mated them. He silently took out a bottle of good wine from the storage space and handed it to the goblin Owen.

"Gudong, gudong!"

As the strong liquor went down his throat, the goblin Owen let out a violent cough accompanied by rapid gasps.

Looking at the two lines of tears running down the wrinkled and burn-marked face, Lu Yun wordlessly took the jar of wine and took two big gulps.

A burning sensation surged in my lungs, as if a firecracker had exploded in my stomach.

"Good wine!"

Lu Yun raised the jar and shouted.

"Ha ha!"

The goblin Owen raised his head and shook off his tears, "It is indeed a good wine!"

Lu Yun was about to take out two jars, but the goblin Owen fell to the ground with a thud, mumbling, "It turns out that drinking is such a hassle-free thing!"

"Master, you may be surprised, but this is indeed the first time Owen has touched alcohol."

This surprised Lu Yun a little. After all, he once learned from Wang Wu that the goblins were a race that loved wine and they would like to be soaked in a wine jar from birth.

It seemed that it was due to the alcohol that the usually silent goblin Owen started to become more talkative.

The goblin Owen began to chatter to Lu Yun about his past, and Lu Yun, as a listener, sat on the ground and listened obediently, taking a sip of liquor from time to time.

It can be said that the rise of every legend is legendary. The goblin Owen was born with auspicious clouds and a hammer-shaped birthmark on his shoulder blade.

When talking about this, the goblin Owen was quite proud!

But when he talked about his daughter, his mood began to decline.

Lu Yun put down the wine jar and began to listen attentively to see if he could find any useful information in it.

When the goblin Owen said his daughter's name, Lu Yun was stunned.