It's reasonable to operate on a ghost without anesthesia

Chapter 232 The name of this sword - Frostmourne

The little boy named Jiu Tun, after hearing about Luo Ping and Zi Yue in Qingming City, firmly believed that they were his cruel parents.

Although I don't know why they abandoned themselves, and they haven't looked for themselves for so many years.

But the reason no longer matters.

Because I decided to go to Qingming City and kill them!

"Go! Go to Qingming City!"

Young Master Bai was stunned for a moment, and said: "I have other things, I can give you a direction, and then you go to Qingming City, shall I continue to Ji's house?"

"Can't!"

As Jiu Tun spoke, he breathed out a mouthful of alcohol towards Young Master Bai.

The smell of alcohol immediately turned into something like a cloud of mist, dragged Young Master Bai up, and led Young Master Bai to follow him.

Jiu Tun walked along the river, straight up.

Young Master Bai could only follow above the cloud of alcohol, after all, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Besides, with the strength shown by Jiu Tun, I really dare not escape!

Just as he was about to escape with his front foot, his back foot was swallowed by Jiu Tunzhen.

The two ghosts walked up the river.

There were more and more ice blocks in the river along the way, more and more, and soon, the entire river was covered with ice.

And the ice is getting thicker and thicker.

In the end, the upper reaches had changed from a glacier to an ice sheet.

And in the middle of the ice sheet, there is a huge ice crystal.

Among the ice crystals, a huge sword blade was inserted into it.

Only a hilt was exposed from the blade of the sword, but the hilt was filled with cold air. On it was a ferocious ghost head with two horns, which looked very terrifying.

"Why is there a sword here?"

Young Master Bai couldn't help being a little curious.

Alcohol shook his head.

"I don't know why there is this sword here. I have come to draw the sword several times before but failed. Before I leave, try again!"

As Shuten said, he walked towards the huge ice crystal.

But when Jiu Tun just got close to the ice crystal.

Suddenly, from the snow around the ice field, more than a dozen figures appeared.

The costumes on these figures are different, and the weapons in their hands are different, but they all have strong vitality.

"Let's go together!"

"I feel that this is amazing! Killing it must have more experience!"

"After waiting for such a long time, it can be regarded as waiting for a BOSS!"

Shuten didn't know what these strange guys were saying.

It's just that I don't understand why a group of guys who can't even reach the strength of ten ominous ghosts have the confidence to attack me.

In the next moment, Jiu Tun took a deep breath, and then suddenly exhaled alcohol at the players around him.

At the same time as the smell of alcohol was blowing out, Jiu Tun raised his hand, and a faint spark appeared.

The strong smell of alcohol and faint sparks instantly turned into a raging fire.

A dozen or so players rushed up, and before they could even make a move, they died immediately.

Three of the players realized that something was wrong, and one immediately jumped high to avoid the flames.

One opened a shield in front of him, resisting the raging fire.

Another figure flashed and appeared more than ten meters away.

Jiu Tun couldn't help being a little surprised to see that these weak players had other means.

But it's just a surprise.

Because in the next moment, he rushed in front of the player who was more than ten meters away, and as soon as he raised his hand, he took out the opponent's heart, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to bite.

The other player turned and fled in fright.

But the mouthful of blood scum swallowed by the wine turned into dots of fine ice, piercing the body directly into a sieve.

The last person rushed to the ice crystal, trying to draw the sword.

It seems that with that sword in hand, the opponent can swallow wine like wine.

In the end, when Jiu Tun came to him, he didn't succeed either.

Shuten kicked him away, and then stepped on his chest.

Before dying, the player looked at the long sword above the ice crystal, full of unwillingness.

whispering the last words of life.

"Frostmourne...my Frostmourne..."

Shuten has lived near this ice sheet for many years, since he started to remember, he has been here.

What is the name of this sword, he does not know at all.

But now, he knew that the name of this sword was Frostmourne.

Jiu Tun took a look at the blade that he had tried many times before, but he had never been able to pull it out.

"I'm about to leave, so I want to take you away. Frostmourne, are you willing to go with me to Qingming City and kill my parents?"

Saying that, Shuten put his hands on the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, on the surrounding ice field, countless cold air churned like a blizzard.

Young Master Bai in the distance, looking at Jiu Tun in the howling cold wind, really wanted to run away now.

But he knew that he could not escape.

Because Shuten is not in any danger now, he is just drawing his sword.

If he was caught by him after running for his life, then he would have only a dead end.

And in the violent storm, countless pieces of snow were mixed in the storm, whistling in Shuten's ear.

But at this moment, Jiu Tun only had this sword in his eyes.

click-

The ice crystals that hadn't melted for thousands of years finally began to shatter at this moment.

Click, click, click...

There are more and more fragments on the ice crystals.

Even at this moment, cracks appeared in the ice blocks in the ice field.

boom--

Suddenly, a huge ice crystal exploded.

The blade inside was pulled out by Shuten.

For a moment, in the entire ice field, the endless cold seemed to be infused into the soul, rushing towards the blade in Shuten's hand frantically.

It seems that the endless cold in this world will be integrated into this blade.

As the coldness in the blade continued to increase, Shuten also felt that the blade was getting heavier and heavier.

He grasped the blade with both hands and began to suppress the sword with his own strength.

I don't know how long it has passed, amidst the howling wind and the seemingly endless cold...

Finally, the blade in Shuten's hand stopped shaking.

In the distance, Young Master Bai was covered in wounds from the howling cold wind.

But at this moment, Young Master Bai couldn't care about his injuries at all.

Because I discovered that a huge deep pit appeared on the entire ice field, and in the deep pit were the corpses of countless ghosts.

Now, a great war broke out here. After the great war, all these ghosts died here.

And the power left behind after their death was all condensed on the blade of the sword in Jiu Tun's hand in the ice crystal.

"Xiaobai, let's go. I'm going to Qingming City to meet my father!"