I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

Deep in the underground of Frost City, a man with white hair and white beard emerged from the ice cave.

"Finally, the agreement is lifted!" Frod growled almost excitedly.

He traded with the gods, although he got what he wanted, but in the end he was fooled, his body melted into the ice, and he became an immortal iceman.

Now that the **** has got the body he wants, the agreement is finally completed, and Frode is finally free again.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Frode walked out of the ice cave for the first time, and when he saw the sky and the sun, he narrowed his eyes and the long-lost sun made him almost crying.

"How many years ... how many years ... I finally came back ... I Frode ... I can finally stand on the top of the earth ..." Frode suppressed the excitement in his heart and muttered with a trembling voice. Talk to yourself.

"Father ... you ... you ..." Gaiman couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Frode.

Gaiman rushed back to Frost City in order to ask Frode as soon as possible to ask about it, but now that Frode has recovered and walked out of the ice cave, then there is no need to ask any more. I also want to know that what the mask man said should not be wrong.

"Gayman, Landsea? Has he returned?" Frode saw Gaiman, and immediately grabbed his arm and asked.

"Come back ... the mask man chose Zhou Wen ..." Gaiman said intricately.

Lan Shi would not die. He was naturally very happy, but at the cost of Zhou Wen's sacrifice, Frode wanted to be happy, but he couldn't be happy. This way Frode's approach was actually different from his idea.

"I knew that guy would definitely choose Zhou Wen, that ’s all right, that ’s all right, Lan Shi kept it, and I recovered my freedom again. This is a great event for our family, to prepare wine, I want to drink ... Frode was even more excited.

Gaiman thought about it and sighed, "Father, Zhou Wen said, he is a man with clear grudges and he will come to you."

Frode laughed: "Come to me? I'm afraid it's going to be the next life. He doesn't know how terrible the existence of that strange **** is. Even the highest human beings, like the ants, exist before the strange god. The weird **** only needs one idea. He can kill as many as he wants. Although Zhou Wen is really strong, he is far from that level, or that is a power that human beings cannot reach at all. "

"Well, let's stop talking about this matter, to prepare wine, for many years, I have not tasted the taste of wine, and now I finally recovered my body and kept Lan Shi, and I want to celebrate today." Frode Thinking of the fragrance of wine, the whole person is a little bit fluttering, and saliva is secreted constantly.

After he became an ice man, he no longer had a sense of taste or food, and he had been trapped in an ice cave. The only area he could move was only one ice cave.

Although some relatives would come to see him occasionally, the taste was still hard to bear, almost crazy.

Frode was an alcoholic himself. After so many years, he just wanted to have a drink.

As for Zhou Wen, that was no longer within his consideration. Anyway, Zhou Wen was not his descendant, and he died.

Gaiman sighed in his heart, and said nothing, and went to prepare Frode for wine, after all Frode was able to survive, it is indeed a good thing for the ultimate family.

"Zhou Wen ... It's really a shame ..." Gaiman secretly shook his head.

In that case, Zhou Wen was still able to think of saving Lan Shi, and Lan Shi was able to make such friends. Gaiman felt that he was lucky.

Gaiman ordered people to prepare the best wine for Frode, and arranged for the core members of the family to meet him.

Because the news of Frost's resurrection needs to be kept secret, it cannot tell all the people in the ultimate family that Frost's resurrection is only to let a few core members know about it.

Frode sat at the table and watched all kinds of grilled meat and fish being brought up. His gastric juice was secreted madly, and almost the entire stomach was melted away.

"Where's the wine? I want it, get it over quickly," Frode called.

"Here it is." Gaiman took over his precious spirits.

"That's the flavor, that's the flavor. After many years, I finally got it again." Frode took the wine, immediately opened it and sniffed, not yet, the taste of the wine that made him happy almost drunk. .

"Where's Lan Shi? Why didn't you see Lan Shi?" Frode was thinking about drinking, and suddenly thought of Lan Shi, Lan Shi was his most valued offspring. When such happiness, Lan Shi should also be present.

"Lan Shi was slightly injured and was resting." Gaiman didn't say that Lan Shi refused to leave, and wanted to give his life to Zhou Wen.

It's rare that Frode is so happy, and Zhou Wen is dead. Lanshi should be able to think about it sooner or later, and don't make Frode unhappy at this time.

"Is the injury serious?" Frode asked, frowning.

"It's okay, just rest for a long time," Gaiman said.

"That's good." Frost smelled the scent and taste of the roasted meat. He couldn't wait any longer. Now he can't wait anymore ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ can't wait to hold the wine bottle After pouring it out, I just want to pour it into the bottle.

"Today is the day when Frode is born again ..." Frode was extremely happy in his heart, but suddenly felt that the bottle in his hand was pulled by a mighty force, took off his palm and let him open Mouth, not even a drop of wine.

"Who is it?" Frode was so angry that he slapped him on the table, staring at him.

But at this glance, Frode's eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and his body shivered.

Gaiman and others also looked around. At this look, Gaiman exclaimed directly: "Zhou Wen ... you ... you are not dead ..."

Zhou Wen was holding the wine bottle in Frode's hand, standing in front of the door like that, with a calm face.

"Spooky ... Are you a spooky? You seem to have been reborn. Congratulations ..." Frode stood up, changed his smile, and saluted Zhou Wenxing.

He naturally thinks that Zhou Wen is now occupied by the deceitful body.

Gaiman suddenly realized that he carefully looked at Zhou Wen's eyes, and his heart was a shame.

Zhou Wen did not look at Frode in total respect, and said to Gaiman, "If I let you bring Frode, did you bring it?"

"Your words, I have all conveyed to my father, your previous agreement with him has been completed ..." Gaiman said.

"That's not what I said." Zhou Wen said.

"That's what you want me to do ..." What was Gaman trying to say, but a thought flashed through his mind, even though he couldn't believe it, he thought it was a delusion, but watching Zhou Wen, this idea could not help but come up.

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