Roger wanted to lower his head to check his condition. But he was not given a chance to speak, his thin body was pulled by someone, and then he stumbled back into the wooden house not far away.

"Boom!"

The door is closed to block the wind and snow outside. The space inside is not large, and there is no decoration. There is a hole in the wall, which is barely blocked by a piece of animal skin, but there is wind and snow infiltrating from the edge. .

To be honest, this can't be called a house at all. Compared to the cold outside, at least here you can get a little respite.

There was an iron basin in the middle of the house with a burning charcoal fire, and several figures were sitting around the brazier.

"Think of your kid's fate."

The speaker wiped his face, revealing a rough face.

"I just came back from outside, can't go directly to the brazier..."

The man was talking about something, but Roger couldn't hear a word, he was just wondering what he was in at the moment.

"Xun Yue?"

"What exactly is going on?"

Before losing consciousness, I only saw a round of black moon. Isn't the purpose of the Jackdaw Sword Master not to kill me?

If he changes to someone who judges the times and measures the situation like the Tengu God Lord, and the Yata celebrity is abolished, he may not necessarily take it to heart.

A son who has lost money is nothing compared to a master sword master who is gradually becoming stronger.

But the Jackdaw Sword Master is different.

The stubbornness deep in the bone marrow and kendo spirit means that this man will not compromise on anything.

The choice I made was not that I should do it, but that I thought, nothing more.

But now it seems that things have become a bit blurred.

Is it because the Jackdaw Sword Master has another purpose, or is it because of the special nature of the hunter's hut that makes Luo outstanding in this place.

"His spiritual world?"

"But shouldn't he be the guardian spirit who escaped from the world controlled by Silver Dragon? How could he become a child?"

There were so many questions that Roger didn't even notice that his clothes were taken off unknowingly.

Uh……

I can't notice it outside, but my clothes are already filled with snow. If I don't clean it up, it won't be easy to wait for it to turn into snow.

Stayed in such a harsh environment for a long time. As soon as he entered the house, Roger noticed that this thin body began to recover quickly.

It seems that this body has great resistance to cold.

Roger can only try to pretend that he has just escaped from the cold, and now he dare not show any abnormality.

The state at this time is very strange, maybe the consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Master is above this world, and he is silently observing everything.

After everything was rectified, Roger had to face a new problem.

What should he do next?

"Hunter's cabin..."

He tried hard to perceive the existence of the hunter's cabin, but after working hard several times, his brain was empty, he closed his eyes, a lot of knowledge flashed through his mind, and his cultivation skills were also vivid.

But by the way, the body is empty.

What also puzzled him was the state of his own spirit, he always felt that something seemed to be gradually moving away from him.

"What is it?"

"my power?"

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the dilapidated wooden door.

The wind roared outside, and no one wanted to talk in this depressive environment. Over time, the sound of wind and snow became a background sound, but this sudden knock on the door broke the inherent silence.

"Who?!"

It was the middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life who was talking, and it was he who brought Roger back from outside the house.

Crackling.

Something seemed to hit the wooden door, but the knock on the door suddenly disappeared.

The man hesitated, then glanced at the other people in the room, "Who else is not here?"

"It's all here."

A woman whispered.

The man's heart was tight, he suddenly walked a few steps quickly, and when he came back, he already had an additional hatchet in his hand.

"Maybe it's the rocks falling from the top of the mountain, blown by the wind and snow, and then..."

The woman whispered, her eyes full of panic.

But the next second, the sound of popping came again, and the rapid noise penetrated the wooden door and fell directly into everyone's mind.

At the same time, a deep, old voice resounded through the door crack throughout the room.

"Why don't you open the door?"

"It's so cold, do you want me to freeze to death outside?"

Bang bang bang!

"Open the door, it's too cold!"

Hearing this voice, the blood on the face of the woman who had just spoken faded, her lips turned pale, and she trembled and squeezed out a name.

"It's Granny Xue..."

"I've heard this voice. They are the embodiment of resentment, wandering in the mountains, and they only like to **** the brains of children!"

After speaking, her eyes widened sharply, and she swept to a place in the room where a thin body was sitting.

Roger's heart beat, he looked around, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He was the youngest in this room.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door came again. Unlike just now, this time I could clearly feel more power, and at the same time something sharp seemed to pass through the door.

The people around the fire shrank together, and everyone's eyes fell on Roger's face.

"Are you sure?"

"Could it be the villagers who were blocked by the wind and snow?" the man asked hardly.

"I can't remember it wrong. I heard this voice ten years ago. It was a snowy night, the same as today..."

"What happened later?" The man squeezed the knife in his hand.

"Later my father handed over my youngest sister." The woman said tremblingly.

"I will never forget the sound that the thing makes when it **** brains. It's under the window. It **** very slowly. It seems to be enjoying some kind of delicacy."

"Maybe it took a whole night for it to drain my sister's brains. At dawn, we only saw a shriveled corpse under the window."

The woman's body was trembling frantically, her teeth creaking, it seemed that just thinking of the situation at that time brought her great fear.

Obviously, the events of the year left an indelible impression in her young mind, and the fear at that time had been infinitely magnified.

The next moment she suddenly became excited, stood up suddenly from the ground, and rushed towards a corner of the room like a mad tiger.

Roger was sitting there.

"What are you going to do?" The man stepped forward subconsciously, blocking the woman's path.

"Hand him over, as long as you hand him over, all of us can be saved!" The woman shouted loudly, her eyes full of madness when she looked at Roger.

"He's still a kid!"

"Of course I know, but it is precisely because he is a child that all of us will be saved. That thing only likes children. The younger he is, the more he likes it!"

The woman's thin body fought against the man, "He was frozen to death just now without you!"

"This is fate, this is his fate!"

"He can't survive today. If he can save us all before he died, why not do it?"

The woman yelled loudly.

"I don't want to send him out, but if you wait any longer, you will lose patience if you take something outside, and then all of us will have to die!"

"And now, just die him!"

At this time, Roger saw that the woman suddenly hugged his man with tears on his face.

The man’s vicissitudes of life was full of pain, "No, if we do this, what is the difference between us and those animals?"

He clenched the weapon in his hand, "I haven't entered the house for so long, indicating that the power of that thing may not be so strong, I might try..."

"Snapped!"

The woman put her arms around the man's arm.

"Don't go, I don't want to lose you!"

"I can!" The man took a deep breath and encouraged himself.

"Maybe it can be done with just one cut!"

At this moment, the woman jumped up and pulled the man's ears, and said a word in a low voice. The roar of the wind was accompanied by a intensive knock on the door, and Roger's current body naturally couldn't hear what the other party was saying.

At this moment, several people around the fire also stood up.

They vaguely formed a ring, slowly surrounding Roger.

"It's really realistic."

Roger couldn't help but grinned bitterly.

He can barely be regarded as a teenager now, with all his strength lost and his fighting skills still, but there are many people on the opposite side.

Head-to-head, he really doesn't have much hope. What's more important is that even if he wins, there is a monster outside.

"Is this the scene the Jackdaw Sword Master experienced when he was young?"

At this critical juncture, Roger couldn't help but think about the weird surroundings.

"What are you going to do?"

Roger stepped forward from the corner, his thin body looming in the shadows, his body seemed thin, and the expression on his face did not change much.

But the clear eyes were full of fierceness.

Even if they are unarmed and powerless, if someone dares to approach, he will definitely make the other party pay a heavy price.

A monster was staring at it outside the house. What everyone thought of was not confrontation, but self-preservation as much as possible.

What does it matter as long as it is not yourself who died?

"Open the door, open the door quickly!"

"I can smell that smell, it can't be wrong, it's my favorite thing!"

The surrounding wind and snow seemed to disappear, and the room became silent, but in this silent environment, the heavy knocking on the door and the sharp laughter seemed particularly harsh.

"It's better to die him than to die all of us!"

The woman's voice came again, and the man's trembling body became calm and turned his head. His gaze swept across the corner where Roger was.

"Xunyue..."

Roger did not speak, but silently clenched his fists.

The scene before him made him feel a little dazed, his memory was fragmented, and he always had a sense of deja vu.

"what happened?"

"Could it be that a long time ago, someone once saved me, but because of his own choice, he wanted to kill me instead?"

He shook his head to drive this sense of disobedience out of his mind.

"Strange, how could I have similar thoughts?"

Roger was suddenly inexplicable, and then he saw the man walking towards him with heavy steps.

"Xunyue, I hope..."

"Do you want me to die for you?"

Roger interrupted the man.

"I...I'm not...I mean to say..."

"Higurashi, don't hesitate, that weird thing is coming in!"

A voice came from the crowd, it was a somewhat thin old man.

Roger opened his eyes slightly and looked carefully at the middle-aged man in front of him.

His face was full of vicissitudes and fatigue, but a familiar outline could indeed be seen between the eyebrows.

Higurashi...

This surname reminded him a lot.

Then he heard a heavy voice, "Bai Gardenia is going to be a mother, the child in her stomach..."

Roger shifted his gaze lightly and scanned the woman's lower abdomen. Although there was no obvious change, there might be a new life gestating there.

"I have no choice..." The man looked pained, "I know it's selfish to do this, but if I can make them survive, I'm willing to do anything."

The man clenched the hatchet in his hand, "But I am not asking you to die, I will go with you,"

The expression on Roger's face changed, but at this moment he suddenly became calm, "Give me the knife and I will go alone."

If these people dared to act directly on him, Roger would be ready for a desperate fight, but after learning the identity of the man in front of him, he changed his mind inexplicably.

This may have happened to the Jackdaw Sword Master, but in either case, since he appeared here, he could only choose to face difficulties when facing certain dangers.

"You...you go?!"

The man was shocked by Roger's sudden change, and he looked at Roger with surprise.

"Give me the knife and I'll go alone."

Roger repeated it again.

Taking the hatchet in the hand of the astonished man, Roger turned and walked to the door. He suddenly thought of something before pushing the door.

"Have you thought about your child's name?"

"I also just learned about this news, but I have considered this issue before."

"If it's a boy, I want to call him Gushan, life is hard!"

"it is as expected."

Roger sighed, and the moment he pushed the door, the violent impact sounded again. Through the gap in the wooden plank, he saw a turbid and crazy eye.

Almost subconsciously, Roger cleaved the hatchet in his hand.

Duo!

The front half of the blade passed along the gap in the wooden board, and strong resistance came from his hand, and then he heard a scream.

Click!

A white-haired arm smashed the wooden door in front of him, and a spiteful voice rushed into my mind, "You ruined my interest, I want to tear you apart!!"

At the critical moment, Roger's body shrank into a ball, and at the moment when the wooden door shattered, he rubbed his body and ran into it.

Humm!

I felt as if I had hit an iron plate, my eyes turned black, and my body bounced out.

The snow on the ground almost reached my knees, rolling a few times on the ground, covered in white snow before my eyes.

In a rush, Roger relied on his rich experience to put the hatchet in front of him, and then a huge force came, the tiger's mouth broke, his arm swayed and the whole person flew out again.

When the person was in the air, he finally saw the face of the monster.

It was a weird creature with an old woman's face on the head of an ape~lightnovelpub.net~The white hair on the head was entangled with the white hair on the body.

This thing blends perfectly with the surrounding environment.

"Can't beat it."

There was a sigh in his heart.

No matter how high the skill is, it also needs a certain amount of strength as support. The pure physical strength of the creature in front of him is at least 10 times that of this thin body.

Roger has the ability to increase his strength by more than three times through an explosion, but he is really powerless to face a gap of more than ten times.

I lost the trace of that thing in front of my eyes, and when this monster reappeared, it was when Roger died.

But at this moment, a burst of power suddenly emerged from his thin body, and then a touch of pure black appeared in this pure white world.

It is a three-legged blackbird.

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