Heroic Death System

The food problem was basically solved, and the tribe swept away the previous depressed atmosphere and began to actively prepare for the winter.

It is still possible to take care of the vegetable garden during the day, pickle vegetables, brew fruit wine, and sew animal skins.Mutu handed over all his private property to Shang Ke, including food, animal skins, and various precious metals and rare minerals, as if he regarded him as his helper.After the cold season is over, he intends to formally apply to the elders for registration and start a family with Shang Ke.

Although it is rare for a lion king to choose a male to establish a family, in this era, orcs still approve of marriage between males.After all, the Lion King is not hereditary. As long as he has the courage and strength, anyone can challenge the Lion King.

"Fox!" Mutu walked into the room in a hurry wearing a fluffy fur, and strode up to Shang Ke, smiling wickedly.

Shang Ke gave him a strange look.

Mutu took out something from his bosom, wagging his tail and said, "For you."

What he held was a pendant, shaped like a small gourd, ivory white, small and cute.

Shang Ke took it over and took a closer look, and found that it was a bone flute carved from animal bones. Although the shape was simple, it was all hand-polished, smooth and delicate, obviously spending a lot of effort.

"This is a bone flute I made with my own hands. If you want to call me in the future, just play this flute. I will be there soon." Mutu said, patting his chest.

Shang Ke is silent: This is the first time I met a big guy who made himself a "dog flute" and did it so naturally and unpretentiously...

He happily accepted the gift, hung it around his neck, and looked up to see someone looking at him with a shining face, wagging his tail very happily.

Shang Ke smiled, hugged his neck, and kissed him passionately.

Mutu was satisfied, and his hair stretched out, like a big cat being petted.

In half a month, the Lion Clan had caught a lot of fish in the ice lake, and the weather was getting colder and colder. Everyone discussed and decided to collect the nets again to end this season's fishing and hunting.

A group of people happily came to the ice lake, each looking for the position where they got off the net, and began to draw the net skillfully.

Shang Ke didn't help, but searched for available materials or minerals nearby.There are many novel substances in this world, such as snow rock trees that can produce salt crystals.This kind of tree grows in low valleys and deep valleys, absorbing nutrients from underground salt rivers. There are no flowers or leaves on the branches. As long as there is no rain for three days, white salt crystals will condense. There is no grass around, only a silvery white patch, which is very strange.

There is also a kind of berry, the juice is thick, and the oil is added, which is like flour. It can be used to make berry pancakes, steamed buns, steamed buns, dumplings and other foods with a unique flavor.

And so on, and many more.All natural ingredients are nutritious and clean.

While searching, I suddenly heard a terrified cry from a distance.Shang Ke turned around and saw a wonderful scene on the opposite side of the lake. The large forests seemed to be frozen quickly, forming layers of silvery white ice, and quickly spreading to this side.

"It's Death Spinning Ice!" The orc dropped the tool in his hand and fled in the opposite direction in panic.

While running wildly, Mutu yelled at Shang Ke who was still in a daze: "Fox, run!"

I can still ignore it, and immediately turned and fled.The two of them were separated by the lake, occupying one side, and soon ran to different directions.

The whirlwind of death moved towards this side at an extremely fast speed, and the whirlwinds like ice knives made the whistling sound of sharp blades cutting through the air.Wherever he passed, icicles flickered, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Mutu watched the fox disappear from his sight, anxious but helpless.But after a while, something that frightened him even more happened. The swirling ice of death skimmed across the lake, circling and chasing after the fox in the direction of escape.

Those who stood on one side with Mutu were out of danger, but the few people who fled to the other side were in critical condition.

Shang Ke ran wildly, not even daring to turn his head.The four fields were empty, and it seemed that he was the only one left between the heaven and the earth.All he could hear was his rapid panting and the whistling that was getting closer and closer behind him.

The gust of wind is invisible, and it cannot be avoided. Even if there is only one gap, it can get in, not to mention that there is no place to shelter from the wind.

Shang Ke felt a chill hit his back, and death was only one step away from him.At the time of the crisis, a fast-flowing small river suddenly appeared in front of him.His eyes lit up, and he jumped down without thinking.

When the body soared into the air, a layer of frost had condensed on the tip of the tail. With a plop, the death spiral ice roared across the river, freezing the water waves that had just splashed in mid-air, like a blooming ice flower. A cold light shone beneath.

The originally turbulent river was also frozen into an ice stream, trapping Shang Ke under the ice layer.

Shang Ke held his breath, grabbed the aquatic plants with one hand, and hammered the ice above his head with the other.Although the ice layer was not very thick, Shang Ke, who was underwater and stiff from the cold, could not exert any strength at all. His brain almost lost the ability to think, his fingers were numb, and his heart seemed to stop beating at any time.

The closed and gloomy glacier is full of despair and fear.In the confusion, a familiar figure seemed to appear in front of him, and the memories of the past flooded towards him like a flood, happy, painful, sad, beautiful...

No, can't die!

Shang Ke lifted his spirits, gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger from his waist with difficulty, exhausted his last strength, and stabbed the ice above his head with his backhand.With a click, a crack appeared in the ice layer.

It is still possible to gouge again and again, and finally successfully penetrated the ice layer before losing its strength.

He rushed out of the ice quickly, raised his hand and plunged the dagger deep into the snow.Use the dagger to fix the figure so as not to slip into the water.

After doing all this, he couldn't exert any more strength, panting tiredly, and a faint white mist exhaled from his mouth.A gust of cold wind blows, bringing flakes of snow.A thin layer of frost quickly formed on his hair, eyelashes, eye ends, arms and upper body.

It was a vast expanse of whiteness all around, and there was no human voice.Half of Shang Ke's body leaned against the shore, while the other half was still underwater, unable to move.He couldn't speak, couldn't ask for help, he could only helplessly paw at the snow on the bank, shivering from the cold.

Is it about to end?Shang Ke is not reconciled, if he can, he doesn't want to experience the inexplicable parting of life and death again.In the past, he just regarded completing tasks as a way to survive, but now, he feels that every life is his own life, which should be decided by himself.

MD, system, if you let me die, I will die?I want to show you live!

The anger made Shang Ke regain some strength, and he groped around with his spare hands, looking for a way to get out of trouble.At this moment, his fingers touched an object, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the bone flute that Mutu had given him not long ago.

Shang Ke's eyes suddenly lit up with life, he put the bone flute into his mouth tremblingly, and blew hard, a burst of clear and long flute sound immediately came out from the bone flute, echoing between the heaven and the earth, blowing circles into the distance.

Mutu has been following Bingling's trajectory to find Shang Ke.The swirling ice of death has an extremely wide range, and it is divided into several strands from time to time, spreading to the surroundings.Coupled with the cold climate, it seriously affected the orc's sense of smell.Mutu couldn't make an accurate judgment immediately, so he could only look for clues along the way.

As time went by, Mutu's mood became more and more impatient.The longer it dragged on, the more hopeless it was, but as long as he didn't see Shang Ke's body, he wouldn't give up.

At this moment, there was a sudden flute sound in the distance, like a guiding light, instantly illuminating Mutu's world.

His heart was beating violently, his eyes glowed with excitement, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed towards the direction of the flute sound.

Fox, fox!His name kept calling in my heart.

However, when Mutu rushed out of the woods, the sound of the flute suddenly disappeared.He came to a small river, and the originally rushing river was frozen.

Mutu's heart tightened, and he searched downstream along the glacier.

After a while, he paused, and a spray of water that had condensed into ice appeared in his sight. Looking along the spray to the shore, he saw a figure crouching on the snow, his body covered with a thin layer of frost and snow. As if dead, lifeless.

Mutu's pupils contracted suddenly, and then quickly rushed to Shang Ke's side, knelt on the ground with his knees, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and gently reached for his breath.

Although weak, but still alive!

Mutu almost wanted to roar up to the sky to vent the joy in his heart.

Trying his best to suppress his excitement, he carefully carried Shang Ke out of the river.

Seeing the ice hole on the river, Mutu can probably guess what the fox went through.In that case, he still survived strong.Mutu thinks his fox is really amazing!

The body in his arms was cold and stiff, dying, and his fair skin looked even more icy at this moment.The soft hair has lost its previous fluffiness, and a layer of frost has condensed, and a little bit of snow can fall with a light pat.

Mutu felt distressed, and saw that Shang Ke was still holding a dagger in his left hand, and was about to take it off, but was stopped by a cold hand.Looking down, he found that Shang Ke, who was originally unconscious, woke up at some point.

"Fox, you're awake! Great, I'll take you home right away." Mutu happily embraced him into his arms, warming him with his own body temperature.

Shang Ke greedily absorbs his temperature, listens to his heartbeat, and feels the joy of being born again.

"I'll help you get the dagger first." After saying that, Mutu went to get the dagger again.

Shang Ke avoided it and shook his head.

Mutu was puzzled at first, but then he found that the dagger was stuck together in Shang Ke's hands, and if he broke it off by force, it might tear off his flesh.

He wrapped the stiff hand with his own, his eyes were hot, and his heart was cramping.

This distressing feeling is not the first time, it seems to have been experienced a long time ago, and it keeps repeating.

Shang Ke seemed to be aware of Mutu's emotions, he wagged his tail vigorously, and gently brushed his cheek with the tip of the tail, as if to comfort him.

Mutu stared at him deeply, with suppressed pain in his eyes.

Shang Ke opened his mouth and silently said a word: Take me home.

Mutu's eyes softened, he picked him up by the waist, and strode towards the tribe.

Back in the tribe, everyone in the lion tribe immediately surrounded him in surprise and asked about Shang Ke's situation.

Mutu didn't have time to deal with them, so he ordered someone to bring hot water, carefully took off Shang Ke's clothes, and then used a hot towel to warm his body a little bit.After all the ice on his body melted, he was put into warm water.

Shang Ke's skin was frostbitten in many places, and the previously healed wounds were cracked, but there was no trace of pain on his face, and he wore a faint smile from beginning to end.

"Fox, I'm sorry." Mutu touched his wet hair and said distressedly, "It would be great if I could find you sooner."

The fox was soaked in the icy river water for at least two hours alone, and had no way to ask for help. I don't know how desperate he was at that time.He is not only his own clansman, but also his lover, but he is always unable to protect him well.

Shang Ke slowly picked up the bone flute hanging around his neck, put it on his lips and kissed him, then raised his head to Mutu and kissed him on the lips, looking at him with clear eyes: Thank you, Mutu, for sending me a kiss. Give me the bone flute, it saved my life.So, don't blame yourself.

Shang Ke has a feeling that the control of fate on them has become weaker and weaker. Sooner or later, they will be able to truly control their own lives, and they don't have to go through the painful life and death again.