Pretending to be a high-cold male god

The ice ladder goes up section by section, splitting the black rocks like a knife, stepping out of the Kunlun Mountains in the mortal world, leading to unreachable heights.

Ye Chuanlin climbed up the stairs, surrounded by white mist, and flowers bloomed from the ice surface, winding along the ice surface, composing a wonderful picture.Ye Chuanlin suddenly felt that this was the real ladder of God. He broke through the shackles of time and space, separated from the world, and his body became lighter and lighter. Fuller and fuller, the posture is more high-spirited.

The more you go up, the brighter the surrounding area, and the thicker the fog, the clouds and mountains are surrounded by fog, just like a fairyland.Ye Chuanlin lowered his head to look at the road, which was already hidden in the void.

The top of the ice ladder was a platform made of ice and snow, crystal clear, and a figure in the mist was sitting with his back facing him.

Ye Chuanlin felt that the figure was a bit familiar, but before he could figure out who it was, the figure turned around, revealing a familiar yet unfamiliar face.Ye Chuanlin looked at him in astonishment, and unconsciously stood there.

'Ye Chuanlin' turned around and waved at him.

The fool just walked over!Bai Ze stood where he was, watching 'Ye Chuanlin' vigilantly.

'Ye Chuanlin' smiled helplessly, and said in a strange tone: "It seems that you are very responsive to this appearance, so let me change my appearance."

After finishing speaking, the figure of 'Ye Chuanlin' gradually became blurred, and his facial features seemed to be erased by someone. After a while, they became clear again, revealing the face of an old man, with wrinkles all over his face and two deep lines on his cheeks. decree pattern.

'What about this look? "

Bai Ze frowned and looked at the old man, his thoughts turned sharply, and he asked, "Who are you?"

The old man answered irrelevantly: "You two are quite smart. I wanted to pretend to be Bai Ze to coax you to have fun, but I didn't expect to reveal my secrets so soon. Hehe, it's more fun. Don't go out either. It’s rare for people to come here, so you all stay and stay with me, how about it? Wealth and wealth, immortality, whatever you want, I will give you.”

This old man is not simple, he makes heavy promises easily, treats everything as child's play, and does whatever he wants, his tone is like a god.Bai Ze vaguely guessed the old man's identity, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he tentatively asked, "I'm the only one here, since you said you're asking two people, it's natural for them to make up their minds together. "

"That's easy, I can get that kid back with my hands, and before that, would you say yes or not?"

In this way, it was his fault that he separated from Gu Junye.Bai Ze doesn't believe that someone under Gu Junye's nose can separate the two without anyone noticing, unless this person has a special status and has a status like a fairy in this world.He became more and more convinced in his heart, and he still joked with the old man: "What am I willing to do, so what if I don't?"

The old man smiled, as kindly as if he was looking at his ignorant children and grandchildren, but what he said was extremely cruel: "If you are willing, you can say anything. If you are not willing, you will suffer a lot in this world and be tortured in every way." Woolen cloth."

"Are you so sure I can't leave here?"

"No one can leave without my consent."

"You said that, I guessed your identity." Bai Ze stepped onto the platform, picked up a round stool and sat down, crossed his legs, with a leisurely look: "I've heard that the demon refining pot After tens of thousands of years, he has been cultivated to become an immortal. It is a real magic weapon. It has its own consciousness. It is just sticking to the shape of the utensil and cannot take off the bottle. Now it seems that this ray of consciousness was created by itself in the pot. This world, controlling the life and death of all things, controlling the door of entry and exit, what should I call you, Immortal in the Pot? Old Man in the Pot? Demon in the Pot?"

The old man happily sat down at the round table, and with a thought, two jasper cups and a small teapot appeared on the table out of thin air.

"Your titles are interesting. Sure enough, they came from outside. The ideas and ideas are fresh and interesting. Just call me the old man in the pot. Since you know my identity, are you willing to agree?"

Ye Chuanlin didn't answer directly, but brought up another topic: "You must be lonely too."

The old man in the pot raised his eyebrows.

"The demon-refining pot, the demon-refining pot, after absorbing the monsters, they were quickly refined by the users of the demon-refining pot, and none of them stayed to talk with you. You have been alone for thousands of years, even if the world you build is no longer They are lifelike, but they are just puppets without aura, and you even gave them consciousness, so how can they come to please you? It must be lonely, and there is no one to talk to."

The old man nodded and took a sip of tea: "Yes, so I will definitely not let you and the other boy go. If you want to, let's live happily. I will conjure up whatever you want Here you are, you are the big demon Bai Ze, and your lifespan is naturally long. That kid, even though he is a mortal with naked eyes, I have a way to let him accompany you. There is nothing good in the outside world, you see you sleep well in the Kunlun Mountain, there are still people who don't have long eyes to catch you, and the world in my pot will be much cleaner."

What's the point of having everything?Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly is nothing but self-satisfaction immersed in illusion.At this moment, Gu Junye still doesn't know where this old man got it. It is absolutely impossible to fight recklessly, he can only outsmart him.

This old man has been in the demon refining pot for an unknown number of years, so he must be bored and unmotivated.Bai Ze had made up his mind, so he dealt with the old man first, and said, "Let me think about it."

The old man in the pot narrowed his eyes, as if he was not satisfied with the answer, but he had nothing to say.

Bai Ze started to change the topic and talked about an interesting thing.

"It happens that we are fine, how about I play a game of dice with you?"

Unexpectedly, the old man in the pot refused straight away. Bai Ze knew what the old man was thinking, and deliberately used the aggressive method to provoke him: "Are you afraid that you can't control the dice and lose?"

Then Bai Ze talked about his "heroic deeds" with emotion. He always won money playing mahjong in the office, and he always had the last laugh. Sending out the loser, so Bai Ze recounted the times when his friend made a fool of himself, such as finding a shop on the street to confess to the owner, asking passers-by for a group photo, and so on.

The old man in the pot had never heard of such a game, and he listened with interest. Bai Ze purposely put off the trick and said, "Do you know where the most interesting part of this game is? It's not about the final prize, but the waiting The thrill and tension of the results."

Bai Ze played a few sets of dice with the old man in the pot. The world obeys the thoughts of the old man in the pot. There is nothing new in everything, and there will be no thoughts beyond him, just like a pool of stagnant water.Although the old man in the pot lost a few games, he was already aroused and urged Bai Ze to continue playing the dice, all he wanted was to win one game and come back.

"Again, I must win this game."

Bai Ze blocked the impatient hand of the old man in the pot, and smiled mysteriously, "This is not fun. Although there is a win or loss, there is no prize. How about we raise the bet in this game?"

The old man was very vigilant, and did not answer whether it was good or not, "What bet?"

"If I win, you will let us go. If I lose, we will stay and have fun with you willingly."

At this moment, the old man also understood that he had slipped into Bai Ze's trap, but he was very itchy at the moment, and he really wanted to play another game. After thinking about it, he decided to change the bet, "Well, we don't play dice anymore. I'm not good at this, it's too bad, I won't do it. I'm good at disguising, I still look like you, how about betting that your parallel head can recognize me?"

The corners of Bai Ze's mouth twitched, cursing the old trickster in his heart, but with a sweet smile on his face, he nodded obediently, secretly praying that Gu Junye could see through the old man's tricks.So the bet was settled.

The old man in the pot tidied his clothes, Shi Shiran got up from the stool, after a puff of light smoke, the thin and stooped old man disappeared, and a tall, long-legged young man came out.With slender eyes and black hair, 'Ye Chuanlin' glanced at Bai Zefei, and then walked down the ice ladder.

The ice ladder disappeared step by step, and the entire platform was suspended in the clouds out of thin air, trapping Bai Ze on it.

Besides, after Bai Ze disappeared, Gu Junye searched anxiously for a while, and soon realized that he was tricked by some villain hiding in the dark.

What kind of stairs broke after a long period of disrepair, it was clearly broken by this villain, it's a pity that I didn't realize it, and actually left Bai Ze alone on the bottom.If he still had demon power, then he wouldn't be afraid, but the current Ye Chuanlin was just a strand of demon soul, with no strength to restrain a chicken, he was no different from an ordinary person.

I don't know where I went now, is there any danger?

Gu Junye used the tracking technique, and a wisp of smoke floated out, then turned around not far away, and returned to the original place.It failed, and the tracking technique couldn't find Bai Ze's location.Gu Junye didn't know at the moment that Bai Ze had been sent by the old man in the pot to a space away from the world, separated from the world, where could he find him?

Gu Junye frowned and continued to walk up the stone ladder. He guessed that the fake "Ye Chuanlin" was most likely responsible for these things. To capture the thief, first capture the king, and find him first.

The more you go online, the more complex and vivid the murals on the walls are. Some of them are well preserved, and the paintings on them are clear.

The surrounding temperature is getting colder, presumably because the temperature on the top of the mountain is colder, the murals are better preserved than the damp murals at the foot of the mountain.

After walking a few more steps, the stone ladder suddenly turned a corner and diverged into two paths, one going up and the other going down.

There is light at the top of the upward one, and the fresh and cold air of the snow-capped mountains outside in the air, even mixed with a few flakes of snow; You can see a few forks in the road.

It turned out to be a maze.

The author has something to say:

There are about 4 more chapters to finish!After the end, I will write a side story~ After writing the side story, I can think of new pits~